Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694 
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Post by Koramund on Mar 21, 2016 1:33:54 GMT
Koramund silently stood at attendance around the main festival hub area of Hell. He watched as spirits danced around him, playing nice little games like fill the Oni head with a squirt gun until it explodes, or throwing a spiky ball at cups. He didn't have to rig anything like the carnies on Earth had to because of just how weak the souls were. A few would win a prize to his surprise, before he cursed himself to Hell ironically for rhyming. Teddy Bears and cotton candy alike was passed about, watching happy souls go about.
Koramund had to drum up a little business and maybe find someone interesting. He back flipped on top of his game stand and roared out, "Come one come all oh spirits of HFIL! If you watch and listen you might gain the insight to know my secrets and know my tricks! Fortune telling and games galore, welcome to the parlor of the hare." He twirled a carny cane and slammed it down to the entrance of his booth. It had two games inside, one of tossing a ring at lots of bottles and another of throwing a spiky ball at a stack of cups. The main attraction of the fortune reading was up ahead. The two clone bodies of Koramund stood, telling bad jokes to each other until someone hopefully came...
(Sorry for a weak post but it's to get things started!)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2016 15:46:18 GMT
Power Level:(Base):201,128
(x11P "Qliphoth"): 2,212,308
(Currently Suppressed): 25,000
Moving through the crowd, the tall form of Walker could easily be seen above most people's heads. The damned souls and those rare few with bodies surged around him, moving past the large tree with notable disinterest. In hell, even his odd appearance wasn't hugely notable. It was nice, honestly, to not be stared at. Passing through the fair, he adjusted his outfit, frowning.
When he had regained his body, he had discovered that he didn't have his previous clothing, which was rather irritating. Still, he had acquired more in Tuner's enclave, and it was more to his liking than he expected. A dark blue ruff-like scarf wrapped about his neck, hiding the lower half of his face, and a deep hood covered his head, the edges stretching to his mid shoulder. Short shoulder-pads, rectangular in shape, and a slight V shaped piece of grey torso armor, leaving much of his chest exposed. His lower half was covered by what looked like a long loincloth covered in a complex pattern of celtic knotwork, and his large legs peeking out of either side. He did have pants, dark blue as well, but they ended above his ankles and bare feet.
All in all, it was a tad imposing, but his power level was significantly reduced at the moment. A mere 25,000, it was enough that the fleas and parasites that lurked would likely not bother him, but those more interested in other high powers would likely consider him beneath notice. It could be adjusted if necessary. Faking minor transformations was rather easy, given his biology and Ki Suppression.
As he passed, he heard the call of a Carnival Barker. Curiously enough, there appeared to be three of him. Games, too. Interesting, and perhaps a decent outlook. He had a passable Power Level as well. Well, the tree would give it a go. Walking up, he nodded, his voice cheerful. "May I try?" He gestured to the spiky balls, and unless stopped, picked one up. Tossing it lightly, he gripped it, and his eyes narrowed. For just a second, his full power was unleashed, as he hurled the ball at the cups like the thrown hammer of Thor. The orb spun through the air, zeroing in on the center of the cups, air around it catching fire from the point-blank acceleration. It had just been a momentary flash, but several people nearby were looking around for the source of the sudden, oppressive wave of Ki.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Mar 21, 2016 19:18:30 GMT
Koramund watched as a power level of 25 came up. What in the name of Kami? Nearly no one even had a ki signature here, so this was a surprise to him. The plant man slammed walked so calmly towards him that Kora was half certain instead of English he would spout off, "I am Groot". Thankfully it was actually some form of language he could comprehend. Koramund responded calmly, and stated, "Yes you may oh customer mine! First balls free, knock over all the cups and I'll even give you a free fortune reading!" The explosion of power made one of Koramund's clowns explode into juices. THERE WAS NO STAND. Not any more at least! Wherever the ball landed after Walker threw it was up to anyone, maybe even Yemna has it! Koramund finished reforming himself into one man, before commenting, "2,212 power level. Your so many times as strong as me that I do not think I should offer you my wares in fear of being street mush. Heh... after I get off of work mind if you train me partner? Ah just playing.. come on, play along and I might entertain you enough that I won't get flattened like the android I am." Koramund would pat Walker on the back, infesting him with a tiny mental parasite so that he could listen in on his thoughts, but it wouldn't be lethal or painful... hopefully. He commented quickly on the ball, "And don't worry about that mess friend, I'll clean it up later!" He wanted to physically beat himself in over the head from the strain of his emotion, but otherwise he was fine! He stood perfectly still as a new Koramund walked straight out of his back. The clone Koramund, take your pick, stood waiting for any more players while the other lead him down to the deaph below if he allowed. Koramund would mention either way, "The deck is always the exact same, yet the results ever different! Take a look if you are curious of my trade, otherwise once your read we can head down and begin... or perhaps you are waiting for someone else to join in?" |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2016 19:47:11 GMT
Walker blinked. "Hmm. I had thought that would be more durable. Whoops." Shrugging, he turned to Koramund, bowing. "My apologies." Interesting, he wasn't quite sure what to make of this being. Rather odd looking, and a decent power level. About 1/20th of his, but the creature obviously wasn't transformed. Perhaps he was stronger than he appeared. Still, he had accidentally destroyed the stall. It would be best to humor him.
As he moved after Koramund, he noted the intrusion into his body with interest. It seemed to be some sort of parasite. Observing it as they moved, he noted that it seemed to be headed for the head. Well then, this would be interesting. His internal structure shifted slightly, mimicking a more traditional biological. His body could be hurt like any other, but he didn't exactly have a proper brain. As they sat themselves down, he looked over the cards, tapping his face.
Drawing three cards, he turned them over as he considered the parasite. As it reached his head, it was met with what appeared to be a brain. It was wooden, of course, but if it attempted to focus on his thoughts, all that would be heard was an intense chorus of half-heard whispers. Flipping the cards over slowly, Walker tapped his chin again. "Well, what do you make of these?" He had drawn three cards, and they were ordered as such.
First, the Devil. Next was the Mage. Finally, the Empress.
Looking down at them, Walker glanced up at Koramund briefly. "Oh yes, that reminds me." The whispers suddenly stopped, and his body glowed for a second, the fire in his transformed state flashing briefly. The last thing the parasite saw was fire ensnaring it, and then there was nothing but pain transmitted for a moment. "A lovely try, but I don't think a tree is really going to respond quite the right way. If you wished to hear my thoughts, you could merely have asked." Pulling down the ruff, it became clear that Walker's mouth wasn't moving. In fact, he didn't actually have one. Over the revealed telepathic link came a sudden, intense will, like a massive weight bearing down for a second. "I returned through this form through sheer determination. Unless you are hiding something else, I recommend you cease these power plays."
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Mar 21, 2016 20:22:23 GMT
Koramund lead Walker down the chrome-lined walls with a happy pleasure, but started to notice the shape shifting from Walker. The parasite wasn't alive, it was merely his own ki. The energy responded to any form of a nervous system and ran along with it, but that also came with borrowing reactions. The change made him question what Walker was doing, but either way he lead him down. Koramund sat down at his dark desk, offering a mahogany table. With a blink of an eye, chairs magically grew from the floor. Koramund gathered all the cards and was about to deal them out until Walker took three out. Koramund sighed before stating, "Fine, I will do them the way your old Humans do treebreed. Th-" Koramund's eyes turned blood red in agony as he felt his ki being ripped apart. The ki beast perished and so does with it a bit of flesh from Koramund's shoulder. After the internal trauma was over, he listened to Walker's words. Koramund's words were much more audible in the dark chamber, "It's a part of the trade kid. Unlike the other 85%, I am legit. I use my own telepathy to listen in, but it doesn't exactly work the best, so i put some of my ki in you. Hell it wouldn't have hurt, and It can't be detonated like those god damn Saiyans can." He moaned in suffering before going back to his trade. He collected the cards of Devil, Mage and Empress before shuffling them back into the deck. He stated, "I play more then that though..." He suddenly threw the cards into the air, where they promptly all fell down... with three landing in a row, then a single card, and then three in the last row. The rest of the cards landed around the seven, ignored but all watching, turning towards the core. He plucked up a card, flipping it around to reveal the first of the seven cards.... He stated, "Ah, the third royal bladed treasure in the upright position. The Empress card means great fortune in life or goals, and by you coming down here... you will find something unlike any other. Something that will be a great boon to you. And here you will find out the magnificence of life" A slow hand clambered to the back row, and flipped forth the Mage card. Koramund stated with a silver smile, "Yet another interesting one, though the meaning is up to you. The first flames of infinite possibilities in the reversed position. The card deals with reversals of fate, untruths that seem like magic. Down here you will find multiple grand boons, though one will come back to bite you. This will cost you greatly, though what is left for you to determine..." Koramund spun another card and flipped it over, revealing the Devil card. He spoke out, "Out of them all, you managed to pick yours correctly friend. The Devil in the upright position. You will find a true bond here and enter into a contract. This will force upon you something you commit to, but that commitment I shall not spoil yet.."
Koramund stated, "Shall I continue, or do the cards of fate send you away...?" |
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Post by Kizuki on Mar 22, 2016 1:48:47 GMT
[ Thread PL: 0 - is simply a spirit ] Kizuki had finally made his way out of the winding, dark depths of the entrance to Hell. Enma-Daio had judged him, even looked deep into his storied past, much to Kizuki's surprise. Though, he shouldn't really had been all that thrown off, apparently this Oni had stood guard at The Check-In Station for nearly eternity. The scenery before him opened up, emerging from a tunnel like entrance at what seemed to be the side of a cave. It appeared Hell was just an expanse of tunnels and such that lead to other, bigger areas. At least that's what Kizuki thought. The fluffy, cloud like spirit of the Saiyajin simply floated above the ground, near the entrance to that cave and looked below him. Following the dirt road, he'd end up in a small village, it seemed, one that would be holding a.. festival of sorts. He wasn't much for festivals - loud noises were best left for battle. Though, he had taken Jun and Retasu, his first two children, to a few festivals in his previous life, when he served the tyrannical Emperor on another planet far from his own. It was more so a requirement, as part of the Elite Guard of Amatsumiko Toriyama than anything. He never had the chance to take Romurusu or Burumasu to a festival, though... Pushing past the depressing thoughts, Kizuki figured it was the best place to find Xylo or Alaistair in the end. After all, festivals were usually full of people, well.. in this case.. SOULS. Where else would The Devil and Namekian Mazoku Lord be? Technically, anywhere, but this was the first place Kizuki found and probably his best shot. Without a second thought, the soul cloud would putter its way down the road until he eventually found himself in the thick of it all. The lights, the sounds, all the weirdness of Hell. In this state, he was quite pitiful and unable to do much. As he had approached, he watched what.. appeared to be a large tree destroy an entire stand with ease. Kizuki was not adept at completely calculating power levels, but he knew this one was strong. He was eventually approached by another, one he recognized from just recently. He was on Namek! The odd fellow that wanted.. a corpse, and who was also killed by Mayze. Quietly, the puff cloud Saiyajin would watch as the two would go off elsewhere, Kizuki following them as silently as possible. He waited until Koramund was done with his little card trick, before emerging from around the corner of this strange structure and giving off a small cough to gain their attention. "Excuse me.. but.. you were on Namek just recently, were you not?" It should've been obvious who he was talking to of the two, the tree man and Koramund, since only Koramund was recently on the planet in question. "You were killed by Mayze. I am Kizuki, the other Saiyajin. The one that was with Xylo and Alaistair. I'm sure you can tell what the final outcome was. Have you seen them?" Kizuki hadn't even thought to use his telepathic link to the two to reach out to them. In reality, it was a skill that Kizuki would forget constantly that he had. "I don't mean to interrupt your little.. ritual." The fluffy cloud would simply float there, awaiting some sort of response.
- Kizuki crashing the fortune teller party.
- Looking for Xylo and Alaistair.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2016 20:32:48 GMT
Walker observed the cards, watching as each turned over. Interesting, it seemed he had correctly picked two of them. The first was perhaps Rei, and the key of her return, the next being himself. Whatever the third was, though, that was unclear. It was the devil, and before he would have said Cernunnos. Now, he wasn't sure. It could mean a lot of things. Perhaps Tuner, or even Walker himself, or Zucc, or Rei... maybe it wasn't even a person.
Musing slowly, he didn't immediately hear the comment. After processing the words about the "Cards of Fate", however, he waved one hand. "No, not scared. Just wondering." It wasn't a certain fortelling, most likely. Just a dramatic show, a carnival trick. He had even admitted that the fortune telling usually depended on the person's thoughts. What if a spirit showed up, though? That parasite wouldn't work on them, most likely. Curiouser and curiouser.
His odd musings were interrupted by the sudden voice of a spirit who had come into the area, speaking out loud to Koramund about the events on Namek. Walker started upon hearing "Xylo", and turned about, staring at the spirit. "Xylo? As in, the Namekian, son of Lord Tuner? ... Why is ALL of my family in Hell?" He was starting to get a bit annoyed about this. Tuner, Cernunnos, now Tuner's son... all he needed now was to see Bastion walking down the street.
Sighing, he leaned into his hand. "Well, it is interesting that you found each other, I suppose. Where is Xylo now, do you know?" He was curious to meet his brother. Tuner was still an uncertain quantity, and his attitude towards his children would likely shed quite a bit of light on this. Standing up, he glanced down at the spirit. "You should hurry up and try and regain your body. I went about it the wrong way, and it took me nearly 3 days to get it back. It was most frustrating."
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Mar 22, 2016 23:27:32 GMT
Koramund snickered as pure white energy flooded in. The spiritual power was weak, but it's potential vast. Koramund spoke before he entered the room with a friendly 'Welcome to my parlor!' He listened to his words calmly and carefully. He spoke out a few moments after Kizuki's own words were done, "Not a ritual friend, more like a show of power. I hope to control flesh and fate, so I do my art and work in it. Though no, I have yet not seen either of them. I assume the space skype isn't working for you either down here?" He grew a amused look on his face for a few moments before becoming serious once again.
He sighed out, "I went a whole year without a body since my last death prior. I don't even truly have a soul anymore... more just like some makeshift thing I crafted. That is how I know I have some link to fate, when I can control something that it took the gods to do." It was probably only from the fact he was a living virus, but it was near certain that he would never be able to do it again. He commented quickly, "Either way, shall I speak further?"
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Post by Kizuki on Mar 23, 2016 0:19:57 GMT
It was all a bit confusing for the Saiyajin, the mention by both Koramund and Walker that he could attain.. a body? If he had eyebrows, one would've arched in a quizzical fashion at their statements, beginning with Walker stating that Xylo was family. If would have thought it another creature named Xylo if Walker didn't ask if he was a Namekian. How many Namekians named Xylo could there be? With the research that Kizuki had done on the green-man race, he had gathered that they all were similar in looks. This one, though, he looked nothing like Xylo or the other Namekians he had come across during his brief stint on Namek.
Regardless of his affiliation with his Namekian comrade, it appeared neither Walker nor Koramund had seen him. And in that case, most likely they had not seen Alaistair, either. Before Koramund could go on, after asking if he should, Kizuki would begin to speak once again. The ghostly puff ball didn't seem too intimidating in this form, and besides that he was literally powerless. Having a body back would surely be much more comfortable for him during his stay in Hell. "How.. does one get a body? I'm assuming it can take quite a bit of time.. or no time at all." Between Walker stating it took him three days and Koramund taking a year.. Kizuki needed to know how to get a body, and quick. There was no way he could stay even one more HOUR in this form as he was now.
He'd once again speak up though, the further his point of finding his "friends." "I'd like to find the two of them, Xylo and Alaistair, though I believe attaining my body will be the first priority for me. It'll make tracking them down much easier." He'd turn towards Walker then, if he could tell since he didn't have a body.. or a face. "Your relative, Xylo, is a true warrior. He fell in battle to the SSE, specifically Mayze, while attempting to take over Namek. As I stated previously, this one did as well, along with myself and Alaistair. We were not expecting that, but he has a warrior's spirit and you can be at ease knowing that he fought as valiantly as a warrior should." Though, candidly, Kizuki would not tend to agree with how things went on Namek. Too many loose ends for his liking, but he would admit that the SSE's involvement was surely a surprise to him, though not so much when he had actually discovered the existence of the Dragon Balls. That was a treasure that had the SSE's name written all over it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2016 11:16:07 GMT
Walker turned fully toward Kizuki, observing the puffball. It was interesting to note Koramund had taken a year to get his body. Had he acquired it some other way, or had it just taken him longer to determine the method? If he had died on Namek, clearly it hadn't been very long ago, but he presumably took less time in this instance. He was also trying not to ask why Koramund had died so many times, it seemed rather impolite. Mentally glossing over this, he leaned into one hand, this time his left.
"Well, it is good to hear that they fought to the last. Falling as you run, cut down by a stronger opponent... that would be an unpleasant way to die." His odd voice echoed around Koramund's fortunetelling area, and the tree lowered his tone slightly, not wanting to irritate anyone here. That name though, Alastair... he had heard it once before. Where had it-
oh. Ooooh. Yes, now he recalled.
It was a while back, before his sleep. In particular, it came from two beings who still made him incredibly angry. Apparently, they were dead, but he hadn't seen them around. This was good, because if he HAD seen them, then he would have done his absolute best to see how much damage the dead could take in the afterlife. Komoto and his partner, that Saiyan... His fist clenched suddenly, the click of his fingers hitting the palm rather sharp.
Exceedingly calm, he looked square at Kizuki, eyes piercing the floating soul. "You know, I had wondered where I heard that name before. You're the Devil Knights, aren't you? We've never met, but I had an... encounter with a subordinate ally of yours, the Red Eclipse." His words, quite friendly up until the end, changed at the name "Red Eclipse", spitting them out with exceeding amounts of venom. "It was right around the point they sent SUICIDE BOMBERS into Avalon. I wasn't too pleased with that." He stood up, a smooth and fluid motion. "I wasn't too pleased with that at all."
Towering over both the others in the room, he stared down at Kizuki as Tarot Cards fluttered to the floor. One landed face up in front of him, the design between himself and the Saiyan's Soul. XIII, the Arcana of Death. It wasn't intentional, but it also wasn't very subtle.
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Post by Alaistair on Mar 23, 2016 20:52:04 GMT
(Hopping into this thread.)
Alaistair had been wandering for some time, having to recall the tortures that HFIL had to offer to all sorts of people... Yet, it seemed Xylo was getting the worst of it, being requested by none other than Beelzebub! Even Alaistair mard not that devil's attention. He hadn't known what was going to happen to the Namekian and he felt that bouncing a message over to him wouldn't be so keen... For the time being, though. At this point, Alaistair had simply taken the role of being like an ooze or slime, gathering up portions of dust and matter (the matter in this case being the spirit residue), and floating wherever it seemed to gather.
As he'd been wandering, he floated by what seemed to be a makeshift 'circus,' with that odd creature from Namek being the host... And actors of the show? It seemed the creature had powers that built around many sections! There, he also had seen what appeared to be some sort of tree-like humanoid, playing some sort of card game with him and another puff ball that sounded like a high pitched Kizuki! Alaistair made his way over, calling over to the two of them!
"Well now, if it isn't Kizuki and the weird creature from Namek! I'd been hoping that the two of you and Xylo were going to stand a much better chance against him than I did, but... Ah, it matters not. What is it that you are doing here, exactly?"
Alaistair floated right next Kizuki's cloud, nearly bumping the table unknowingly. His form looked like it had been ballooning with the Shoki that he'd been gathering so far... With an unfortunate dust cloud floating around him as well!
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Mar 24, 2016 0:51:31 GMT
Koramund watched and listened in as everything happened. Alastair had finally arrived! It over joyed Koramund to know that another Devil Knight had arrived. Koramund announced with little regard to Walker in the statement, "Alastair! Kizuki! You both were magnificent defending Namek, A plus effort there. If only I had gotten to Pin's body earlier... my power would have nearly tripled. Unfortunately I was absurdly vulnerable and Walker would have turned me into pound cake instead of you Alastair. Well... we all did turn into ashes in the end so I guess it doesn't matter. I was meaning to ask if I could join your little group. And the names Koramund, the Baron of the Red Sands."
The monster raised himself and laughed. He looked down to the card and noticed it was reversed... meaning the opposite of what Walker planned. Koramund called Walker out promptly, "How weak are you oh tree of might? You may have physical power, but have you lost your brain? Why would you blame someone who hasn't done a thing but be allies with another? If I murdered you right now, would that blood be on King Yemna because I am attempting to work for him and earn some Shoki? Is this blood on the children I helped because they are my friends or allies? They either did not know, or did not directly help or stop it. They had no choice other then being allies. So I ask you tree, how pathetic are you to put your failures and blames on another just so you don't have to deal with the guilt of death? Or did you stop it, and want to take names? Either way, I see you as a weak man who found strength, but never grew into it. Maybe I'm wrong 'cause we just met only a few moments ago, but your current impression is one of blame. Your cards hold well, but how are you truly in this game?"
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Post by Kizuki on Mar 24, 2016 1:23:38 GMT
Kizuki had listened intently to the large, tree being for perhaps any clues as to where to begin on him getting his body back. Between himself and Koramund, Kizuki figured he would retain it in no time. Then, Walker's tone changed and the tension in the room with it. His voice was filled with blame as he relayed to Kizuki the accounts of a place called Avalon, a place Kizuki had never heard before in his lifetime - much like all the planets in this part of the galaxy. If he had a face, he would frown deeply and stand to face Walker as he stood, knocking cards over to display the one marked with death. Instead, that puff cloud did not back down. It floated in place, even as the tree-man towered over him. Before he was able to retort, Alaistair's soul would emerge into the room. It appeared he had not gotten his body back, yet, though his form was a bit.. bulkier than Kizuki's, he'd notice.
The cloud form of the Saiyajin would keep its vision set on Walker, while addressing Alaistair coldly. "I'm dead." was his answer to Alaistair's, "What are you doing here?" question, if it wasn't obvious enough already. In reality, Alaistair most likely meant here, in this area of Hell. "And I was looking for you and Xylo. I'm assuming you haven't found him, yet?" Even as he kept addressing Alaistair, Kizuki's vision never left Walker. He was not one to be intimidated, even as this one angrily spoke to him about things he had no hand in and their drastic comparisons in power at the moment.
Koramund would come to his aid, though, after formally introducing himself and asking Alaistair for permission to join their group. Admittedly, Walker referring to their little group as "The Devil's Knights" was the first time he had heard the term, though it made sense. Alaistair was at the head of it, he was a Devil. Still, Kizuki disliked the name. At least for now. When Koramund was done, the Saiyajin turned cotton cloud would speak up for himself. "Ah'. This.. Koramund is right. I had no direct involvement with.. The Devil's Knights.. until a short time ago. I have been.. asleep, let's call it, for a long time. A very, very long time." The Saiyajin felt it was not the right time to divulge any further information on his past, yet. Alaistair still was unaware of the details of his life, as well as Xylo. "We have had no contact with the Red Eclipse and I must respectfully let you know I've never heard of this Avalon you speak of. I, myself, find the use of suicidal bombing tactics to be the acts of cowards." The proud warrior would continue to hover in place, whether Walker had managed to calm himself down or not. He would stand his ground. "Had I been around at the time, and the notion came in front of me I would've declined to take part in it."
His cloud's tail would reach down and pick up the card that had landed between them, floating high enough in the air to let it fall in front of Walker and into his hand if he chose to catch it. "And they surely were not on Namek when your relative needed them for his aid. Perhaps they would have been put to better, more tactical use against one of the SSE's strongest warriors?" All of this became a bit of a distraction to Kizuki. Instead of finding out how to get his body back he was bickering with someone. He would lower himself down towards the ground once more, looking over at Alaistair. "I'm most likely going to take some time and get my body back before I go out and look for Xylo. You should probably do the same as our new friends have so graciously pointed out, Alaistair." Once again, the cloud would contort to face Walker.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2016 12:23:50 GMT
Turning his gaze towards the door, Walker observed another Soul entering. It was different from Kizuki's, however. Bulkier, for one, with a strange energy. It felt... sort of like Cernunnos? Not really, though. Perhaps this was another Demon of some kind? Shrugging, he was about to address the recently entered soul when Koramund began talking. When the Bio-Android finished, Walker sighed, hand moving to his face.
"Clearly, you misunderstand. I am not blaming someone for the actions of another, and the people responsible were stopped and dealt with." The last two words sounded curiously amused, and for the first time, a hint of why this large, rather polite, and bearer of what seemed to be fairly untainted Ki had managed to find his way to Hell. The phrase "Dealt with" was a frequently used euphemism, but the odd, echoing voice of the tree carried a cold malice for a brief moment, one that was quite disproportionate to his current body language. Turning slightly to face Koramund, he crossed his arms, looking down at him as he sighed. "Cease the ridiculous philosophy, and do not put words in my mouth. I am no stranger to blood and death. I let myself be consumed by an ally to ensure our planet had a better chance of stopping the SSE. I was willing to damn myself to stop the SSE, coming within inches of removing Vegeta from the universe before I was stopped." With each word, he casually moved closer, arms still crossed and tone quite conversational. "However, my main issue was that I dislike such tactics as I described, and if you had let me finish..." He trailed off for a moment, tilting his head. "I was going to say that I was curious as to what tactics my newly discovered family and his allies were using. While it's cute that you think yourself capable of some dramatic speech, perhaps next time, wait for more information?" Releasing his power for a second, he flicked lightly towards Koramund's head. Regardless of whether it hit, sending the Bio-Android down into the ground, or the comparatively weaker creature somehow managed to dodge, Walker would chuckle dryly. "I see you do indeed consider me weak. I thank you for your acting, so as to spare my feelings when you withstood such a mighty blow." Turning back to the others, he glanced between Kizuki and Alastair for a moment, stroking his chin. "Hmm. Well, I suspect the Red Eclipse collapsed after their rather foolish decision to attack a peaceful place with vastly stronger fighters than even their greatest warrior. Or, at the least, expunged those members." He was a bit surprised, to be sure. He had heard Komodo refer to his allies as the Devil Knights, but perhaps that wasn't an official title. "Anyway, you say you were the ones attacking Namek? Would you care to clarify that? I heard the SSE was involved, but I haven't gotten the full story." He was... uncertain how he felt about that. On one hand, the SSE was not someone he liked much. That was an understatement at best. "Is Namek allied with the SSE?" His hand clenched slightly at that idea. Namek as well... so many people, tentatively accepting the queen's leash.... and the Z-Fighters were going to help. Were, anyway. They hadn't bothered to leave.... His mind flashed back to Tuner, then to Lusca and Helix. He wasn't necessarily going to side with Tuner here, but... if Namek was allied with the SSE... perhaps he would take advantage of the idea the Mazoku had casually suggested. He didn't like the idea, but the Demon Caste was currently without a leader, and if it meant watching Zuccetta's corpse burn in the fires of her empire.... His gaze hardened a little. He didn't care if his friends hated him after this, as long as they could live their lives, free of the SSE. Too many had suffered because of sentimentality and ego. Someone had to break this cycle.
KP 2/3
Walker used [N1] Branch Strike (Melee attack) as a flick,
Aimed at Koramund's head.
Speed equivalent of a 737,470 PL attack
Effect intended: To knock him on his bum.
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Post by Alaistair on Mar 24, 2016 18:09:50 GMT
"Kizuki, you don't need to dance around about where you've come from. There's no reason for thaaaaaaa-," Alaistair explained jovially, until he saw the tree-man had become peeved and assaulted Koramund with a flicking strike! He backed himself up a bit from the two, as the tree-man turned to them mentioning the Red Eclipse expunging its members before asking about the story on Namek. Immediately, Alaistair spoke, his frustration seething in his voice.
"Namek... We tried to take it over. The intention was to have it submit, with Xylo being in command of the planet, for the purpose of having a familiar ruling them, but taking orders from me for when something would go start going south. I was certain we would be able to conquer the planet and be able to falsely appear as 'allies' to them and make a deal with the Earthlings that were on their way there, from what I could feel. I brought up a new strength in me, as well, to try and concrete our victory, but then the saiyan Mayze and his ally showed up. He single handedly brought each of us down and now... Now we don't know whom is in charge of the planet. Chances are, the Earthlings have shown up and are about to slug it out against the SSE there. As for the Red Eclipse... Hang on a moment."
Alaistair paused for a moment, as he looked at Kizuki for a moment, to tell him, "Xylo was qualified to meet one of the Devils of this plane and become their student. He relayed that to me a few days ago, just as he was judged. The Devil's name is Beelzebub, and the fact that he's qualified to meet him is enough to say that he'll become immensely stronger, so we can revive later. For now, you'll want to gather these things called Shoki, Kizuki. They're bits of spirit that we can collect and trade in over at a station not too far from here, by the Ensenji Fruit."
After that, he directed himself to the tree-man again, retorting, "Now, before I mention my hate for that Majin-esque fool, Komoto, and how I regretted trying to hire the Red Eclipse whilst he was still in service to them to kill the Kami before the current human, whom I met before he was Kami might I add... May I ask for the name of the man before me? As my colleagues here, Kizuki being much more of a friend than that one; have called me by, my name is Alaistair. I owned the Cherry Valley Loft back on Earth, before I had it moved to Planet Vegeta to set up a Earthling escape foundation on that planet with the current Empire... Believe me, that is another error on my end too."
Perhaps it was because of the sheer power the tree-man shown, or perhaps being back in HFIL had triggered something in Alaistair; all that could be figured was that he was being talkative. Kizuki, having known whom Alaistair was, should have been able to pick up that something was bothering him.
(Al goes on a rant! A little too quickly..!)
(PL's sake: 0 PL. Cloud doesn't have pl.)
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