Nicolas Mclendon
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The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
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Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
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OOC Name: Nicolas
Posts: 1,010 
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jun 10, 2016 19:27:20 GMT
3:15 AM. It was 3:15 AM. Nicolas was still awake. He had a test in the morning. He should have been asleep. However, he was still awake looking at his clock that said: 3:16 AM. He had tried to sleep. He really and truly did, but he just couldn't. It wasn't his usual insomnia that had often left him staring endlessly in front of a screen or kept him up to finish his last few tweaks on a picture he was working on. No, this was different! At least when it came to those scenarios he could blame himself! This scenario, however had him waking up at the sound of a sonic boom only to be kept awake by a series of LOUD CHATTY CATHYS blabbering about all sorts of nonsense at: 3:17 AM. Landing a place in one of the big city apartments had it's series of advantages and disadvantages. One of those advantages was being so high up that the noise of the city didn't bother him. Yet for some reason the low rumble of conversation was still leaking into his apartment. What the heck was going on? It probably wasn't anything to get worked up over. He could just cover his ears with his pillow and force himself to go to sleep. Maybe the voices would provide white noise for him, maybe they would let him sleep better! He had to stay positive! If he missed this exam he was probably gonna fail his class. So he desperately needed to clear his mind and get his sleep. ... "I WON'T LET YOU HURT ANY MORE OF MY FRIENDS, YOU EVIL TREE!"
A shrill voice screamed into the night like a vengeful banshee. "KAMEEEEKAAAZZEEEE BLITZ!"A lower voice bellowed out. "...."
A door from a nearby building would open up as a furious beast would reveal itself to the night. Stepping unto the balcony the creature of rage would slowly look up to the gathering of fighters from another world. It had a frizzy mane of brown hair that was sticking all over the place and sagging bloodshot eyes that were wide open cutting their burning gaze every which way. Nicolas, as it were, was wearing a white A-Shirt, his thick framed glasses, and a pair of comfy looking sweatpants. Clutched in his hand was his alarm clock, which read: 3:18 AM Boiling with rage: Nicolas would take the clock and hurl it like a bullet towards the nearest fighter in the group. In his sleep-deprived frenzy he forgot to lower his power meaning he was hurling the clock at full force. If one of the lower powered fighters were hit by it there was a good chance that they'd get knocked out cold from the impact of Nicolas' unrestricted might. "OI! DO YOU JERKS HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS?! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!!!"
His ripped the night sky with a furious roar. He gnashed his teeth, seething with anger. He quickly suppressed his power, however, realizing he could quite literally erupt in an aura if he kept it up.
Thread PL: 87,168
PL spiked to 261,504 due to (x3) Sleep-Deprived Frenzy being activated
A digital alarm clock was thrown and is headed Kazar's way
PL suppressed to 5
[KP] 3/3
Mod Note: due to Plato's presence in another DE this thread cannot be made into a DE as long as he is in it. |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2016 3:16:07 GMT
Walker stood, his eyes closing momentarily, and a slight sigh of irritation as he felt the Ki approaching, and heard the yelling of the young Arcosian. Then, Kazar got in on the action, throwing an attack at him. Core was trying to impress Wyntre, apparently. Meanwhile, this imbecile Plato was discussing his planned Genocide openly for all to hear. It was as though he had been flooded up to his waist in utterly pointless nonsense. Did these people have no sense of scale, of importance? "My Apologies, but given the time..." Walker's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly seemed to bulge. His body, normally fairly thin, suddenly seemed to explode with muscle mass. His limbs expanded, and his power increased even further. In the silent darkness of 3 AM, he managed to keep his Aura dimmer, but he had gained a much bulkier proportion. [UT Power Weighting Activated] New PL: 9,160,110/8,082,450 "You should all take a lie down." His voice sounded cold and very unfriendly as his arm shot up, much faster than almost anyone there could react to. From his palm, a beam of light shot up, splintering off like the branches of a tree, and separating out to slam into various targets. Different numbers of branches aimed at each person present. One or two went at Kazar and Plato, many at Core. A final one spun, outpacing Kazar's much weaker attack and impaling the Kienzan through the middle, stopping just shy of Brisk. It had been just enough to overpower the attack, but not enough to overflow and do more than flick the Arcosian on the nose. "Wyntre, I assume this one is with you?" He nodded at Brisk, sighing slightly. "Anyone still awake, either calm down, or leave." He turned, acknowledging the recently arrived young man. He had felt that power before, actually. When Bing left for Kanassa. Interesting.... "As this gentleman says... it is very early, and you are being far too loud."
KP: 0/3
[MP3] Buzzsaw Yggdrasil Used! Splitting Attack!
400,000 at Kazar, Overpowering his Kamikaze Blitz (57,219) for a total of 342,781
Knock Out intended
5200 at Brisk, Kienzan (5167) overpowered. No significant damage.
714,800 at Plato.
Knock Out intended
8,040,110 at Core Stold.
Knock Out intended
(Note: While this is not a DE just yet, it is rather serious, and the characters have sufficently pissed Walker off with the tomfoolery going on that he is shutting them down. If you wish to run, I would do so as a response to Brisk's attack. Kazar already sort of lost that chance. If Plato leaves/is knocked out, and someone continues to fight, this will likely become a DE for real. *Clarification* However, the intent of this was to essentially force-stop it from being a DE) |
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 11, 2016 23:59:33 GMT
((I think those attacked by Walker should post first so I'll let them bypass me in the post order for clarity and stuff.)) |
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Post by Plato on Jun 12, 2016 0:46:50 GMT
He started up as beam of light bursted into the air forming a tree ki blast rushing down at Plato. "W...wha.." he said a the beam came at him at rapid pace. The power was league of above his own of course he feared being killed by the blast, and judging by his words his intent was to kill. He was not ready to take the chance, he had a dream to go through,"Well shit!!" He looked seeing the white star in the sky, would he have to use his power..there was not real time to think. "Dammit i hope this does not go any farther." He said as a large white smoke formed as the large blast headed towards Plato. From the smoke a large beast flames flying from his body appeared tanking the blast which headed towards plato.
Monster unleashed powerlevel (With medium weights): 73,657
The beast eyes rolled back as it was turned to smoke Plato looking up in shock "Ho..." He was hit by the blast his eyes rolling back as he was knocked out cold. he falling towards earth as the smoke from his monster returning to his body. He landed on a smaller building with thud. He was not going to get up for a long time....
When he did awake, he made no attempt to fly back towards the battle, he was not that stupid. He slowly flee off towards his ship to get a rest "Well...that was not a fun.....experience." he said
*Exiting so i don't get murdered*
Would like Zeni this time please.
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Post by Core Stold on Jun 12, 2016 1:12:09 GMT
The young Arcosian was expecting this Brisk guy to be some kind of nicer person, especially with his appearance making Core think more than anything else back to his brother Blue, they were crazy similar, except Brisk was weaker than Blue was even at birth so it just couldn’t be it. When the blue Arcosian child threw a destructo disk at Walker, the young Arcosian would sigh to himself, no way this attack, no matter how powerful it was, would hurt Walker in any way, it was simply going to maybe leave a funny feeling on his arm, but there was no way he’d get armed to Core wouldn’t bother blocking it or anything, after all, it wasn’t his business and the attack was so weak, Core would actually block it with his tail, even if it was some sort of cutting technique, it meant no harm at all to most person here.
Things went down quickly when Kazar joined on the fun and threw his own, much more powerful, attack against the one Brisk has shot, now this was something the young Arcosian wasn’t willing to see and he threw himself between the two of them and bringing his hands toward both guys. ‘’ STOLD BARRIER!’’ He yelled at his new shield technique splat in two to block both attack, overwhelming both attack easily with almost a million and a half power levels each, breaking both attack before anyone would get harmed in any way, he then looked at Kazar and Brisk, staying on the young Arcosian. ‘’ Brisk, this tree-man isn’t a threat to Wyntre, he’s a friend, and if you do that again, it might just go down and get us killed, because if he wants to kill us, I don’t see what is going to stop us, I’m doing this for you.’’ Core would say in an autoritary big-brother-style voice, commanding respect, which wasn’t really in Core’s habitude and was actually stolen from his own blue big brother, Core then turned to Kazar. ‘’ And seriously Kazar, there was no reason to stop it, Walker would have barely felt that attack…’’ Core would tell the hybrid with a sigh.
The young Arcosian’s attention would then be take away from the action as a weird man would come out of the building and an alarm clock thrown to Kazar, which Core wouldn’t bother stopping for obvious reason while starring at the man who caused the attack to begin with. ‘’ Hey, be careful who you’re talking to. I suggest you go back to sleep and don’t try anything stupid, you might get yourself injured…’’ Core would tell the human politely, feeling his power level high, but nut nearly high enough to compete with Wyntre, Walker or himself for that matter, but his eruption did something, or rather caused something horrible for Core, as his attention was drawn away from Walker and the conflict, he was in the wrong place, at the wrongs time possible for his health.
As while Core was standing in the middle of the brawl he stopped, he found himself the almost unique target for Walker’s attack, and on the back of his head would impact so hard, it knocked out Core out cold, immediately, he would fall on the ground, easily twice, even almost three time his own power, thrown to him… for no apparent reason… was Walker evil? Did he just… try to kill him? And more importantly, how was Core even still alive, those were all question that he would ask himself if he ever woke up, for in this form, anyone, really anyone, would be able to kill him given that they have the natural power to break through his natural resistance. Core’s state was pathetic, his breathing was accelerated, his heart pounding was slowing down and more shockling, his bio-gems went from a bright blazing fiery red to a black, death to all light, and his eyes, still open, were blank.
[ Using the Stold Barrier[MP3] to destroy both Kienzan and Kamekaze blask ]
[Core is violentely destroyed by an attack of three time his pl that he never expected for no apparent reason except free violence]
[Core is saved by the Non-DEness of this thread and is out for 1 turn, 2 if left alone and probably dead if this turns into a DE ]
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Post by Brisk on Jun 13, 2016 5:29:50 GMT
Panting with exhaustion after hurling one of the most exhausting powerful attacks of his life, but when he looked up from the ground after falling to all fours, what he saw would shock him. Immediately after the boy had flung his disk towards the evil tree of might, one of the puny looking humans on the scene revealed himself to be not so weak, forming two orbs of ki and fuzing them together. With a shout loud shout, Brisk's attack was to be interrupted, prompting a sob of defeat from the child. But just as the human was about to fire another arcosian took the scene, one who wasn't wyntre. Another arcosian!!! Brisk gasped audibly and looked up with awe at the strange red looking changeling who couldn't have been much older than himself. The arcosian looked as if he was about to do something, taking a defensive stance between Brisk's mighty kienzan and the weird human, who he now recognized but couldn't remember of the name of. Right before the arcosian was able to do the thing he was going to do, the tree of might struck back! Brisk barely even had time to blink before the overwhelming power of the dastardly vegetation overwhelmed literally every participant in the chaotic scramble. A resonating "You should all take a lie down," echoed throughout Brisk's head as refracting beams of light splintered out in every direction, easily overcoming Brisk's Kienzan, the other young arcosian, and the human. Brisk watched as the torched human was immediately after hit in the face by a flying alarm clock, a fact that startled Brisk deeply as he looked down towards the ground and bore witness to a single exhausted looking human. Why were the humans infighting? Why didn't the angry alarm clock thrower place his projectile more usefully, like in the face of the tree of might? The questions remained unanswered. Out of the corner of his eye, Brisk subsequently caught a glimpse of a strange transformation by another member on the skyscraper, but he was instantly dispatched by the tree of might's crowd control. In fact, the only people left unharmed by the demon plant's assault were Brisk himself and… Wyntre? The powerful branch shaped beam of light had impaled his kienzan in a millisecond, but the energy had just barely petered out by the time it reached brisk, giving him the effective equivalent of a flick on the forehead. The child stumbled backwards, his eyes filled with tears at the failed attempt. All of the action had gone down in a period of a few seconds. Now there was nobody left to defend Wyntre… Brisk was positive that the only reason the tree had spared him and his mother was to gloat over his evil destruction of their planet. Why the other arcosian had been virtually obliterated didn't cross Brisk's naive mind. But just as Brisk was working up his exhausted body to die for his Empress in one final blow against the tree, a few words choice words from the wooden warrior left him quite confused. "Wyntre, I assume this one is with you?" Brisk looked on curiously and narrowed his eyes as the tree continued to announce an impromptu peace treaty, which he had instigated through his own law of the jungle. Could it be that the tree of might had turned good, and that all those other people who got fried were the bad guys? Was that why Wyntre and him were spared? But why was the other arcosian attacked then? Brisk bit his lower lip and put on his thinking face as he cautiously pushed himself up onto his feet and looked at the tree. In a typical childish fashion, he simply glared at the tree intently and suspiciously, but did not speak, expecting the tree to explain itself to him without verbal prompting.
sorry about the shitpost, its late here, but i figured i shouldnt hold up the post order considering how big this thread is |
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Queen Habana
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Queen of the Evil Space Monkey People Special Item: GPW Universal Championship Belt
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 14, 2016 3:08:18 GMT
Considering the murky nature of when/if this thread became a DE (due to Plato's presence and subsequent departure)
From this point on this thread will be treated as a Closed DE, those who stay risk death.
Obviously nobody NEEDS to die so RP can commence normally if none of you guys want to end it here, but the thread was elevated.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 14, 2016 21:56:14 GMT
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Post by Kazar Winters on Jun 15, 2016 15:05:37 GMT
Kazar looked at his kamekaze blitz nearing itself to the destructo disk. But unfortunately his attack didn't work when core got infront of both attacks and stopped them in there tracks. For a second he paused looking at him confused for which, why core had stopped them. As he was thinking in his mind the next to 'come to his mind' was the feeling of something approaching him..Fast..he took out his sword quickly with one hand and negated this futile attack slashing the clock into two half's. He put the sword up and looked over at the new fighter. He seemed around equally as strong as he, himself..
"A bit rude to throw digital clocks at people..But understandable if you wan't to sleep. But whomever you may be..This is not a safe place anymore..Speaking of which, walker what are you talk-....Oh.."
Walker took his stance and started to transform. In an instant his body mass grew incredibly fast, growing into quite the big ass tree monster. His power level grew to such a high level it's unbelievable! Once he transformed he took all the matter's into his own hands...Great...He was already weak from firing his kamekaze blitz, what more ki does he have to use to help himself right now?...
"Perfect...I come here and see a couple happy faces, then as i arrive it all goes down south...Just perfect..."
Walker immediately fired off his own blasts which split around everywhere! It seemed whatever he done, each blast was directed to most of all the fighter's....One blast punctured into brisks destructo disk, and one started slowly consuming his attack. What is walker doing?! He can sense the power in that attack, there's no use to needing a overkill on such a weak attack!!! He felt himself struck as he struggled to hold his blast together...But then he paused...His breaths became short and frigid...He saw core getting engulfed by an attack...He...Looks like he's dead..The attack was to much for him to bare and he got overwhelmed!
"C-core....CORE!!!! NOOO!!!!! WALKER WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!....RGH!...YOU-...B-BASTARD! CORE WAS JUST A YOUNG ARCOSIAN!!! HE DIDN'T STAND A CHANCE AND HERE YOU GO PUTTING OVERKILL INTO ALL YOUR ATTACKS!!....GGRRR!!!....NOT THIS TIME WALKER!!! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THIS BUT NOW YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE!!!...RGH!!!..."
Kazar created a loud scream that soon turned into a low, bellowing howl/roar. His ki flourished around him and grew ever bigger. Hi green ki around him slowly changes into a dark red, or a dimmer version of red. His muscles bulked up, and his ki was fully released. His pl did rise by a huge amount and only enough to barely handle walker's attack.
"CORE I'M COMING!!...RGH!"
Kazar grits his teeth together, straining. He let his attack blast off into nothing and ripped his weighted clothes off, the weighted top and his scarf hitting the ground floor. After that he alone charged into walkers attack head on with whatever power walker's blast had left. Kazar put both hands outward and caught his beam in his hands. The struggle between himself, and walker's beam was immense. Though the tables were tipped into walker's favor since his attack had more power. Eventually though, walker's attack took it's tall and pushed him into ground floor. Soon he was be brought to the ground by the attack. He tried oh he did try so hard to fend it off. But by a miss slip of hand, the beam went past him..But didn't do so letting him go unharmed. It left a good, clear hole into his left arm (shoulder) disabling him. So, the attack may have no ko'd him..Killed him..or anything less, it severely crippled him. (As-well since he put all he had into trying to stop it, which greatly tires him out, the hole in his shoulder only weakening him more.)
But...Considering how oh so close the two clashes were, between walker's attack and the power he had...It's a very close call but he isn't KO'd but left extremely crippled. Him still in his potential, weakly...And slowly left the from the ground standing up but falling back down onto all fours, blood dripping from his mouth. (Okay only because of his mortal wound to his shoulder, plus having to much intense force onto his body from walker's beam) He breathed heavily catching his breath after the mere moments he felt that would end. (As in for a brief moment, not being mentioned in post, he thought he might come to an end if the attack beat him) He forced himself onto his feet and slowly limped over to core..
"C-core...Don't worry...Rgh-...I'm gonna get there..."
A few time's he tripped and fell over, but forcefully he brought himself back up and continued on. Once reaching core his potential would waver out and disappear. He'd fall onto his knee's next to core and put a hand to his neck checking for vital signs...And surprisingly there was something there..Core was alive!...but nearly...Kazar rose from the ground and stared up at walker...His ki re-emerging once again and flares up into a red glow fashion.
"What have you done to my friend walker?!? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! He didn't do anything wrong but try to keep us from creating a fight!!! Before we'd all start fighting just to calm down the situation! HE WAS TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING AND YOU SHOT HIM DOWN LIKE HE WAS A SAD PUP!!!...I bet he was thinking if he was gonna die because of you!! DO YOU HEAR ME WALKER!!! DO YOU HEAR ME?!? (First off, core's state physically is extremely hurt, and he's completely knocked out. The way core exclaimed his post, he's really damaged. So even if kazar knows he's alive threw ki sense, and his vitals. He's overall pissed with what walker had done to him in general.)
His voice roared over with the dragon's making himself LOUD and clear. He brought himself to stand straight up in a sluggish fashion due to his extremely crippled body. He only stares up at walker in absolute hatred. He doesn't know what walker planned sending those attacks..But whatever it may be, he could've have solved this situation in a less, violent manner..All he done was add fuel to the fire, and make this, used to be peaceful area, into a battlefield.
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Light Weights Removed! New pl 57,219k!
Kazar used Trained Potential! New pl of: 228k!
Kazar nearly gets out of walker's attack in a near KO state with a very crippled body. (ESPECIALLY that arm of his)
Any attacks now no-matter how weak would bring him onto his knee's.
KP: 1/3 (+1 KP)
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 16, 2016 7:33:28 GMT
"As far as I know, Abzerute has no royal ties. He was not born into nobility, nor had he wed into it; either way, he simply isn't royal. As such, he is not related to me. Actually, as far as I know, I'm the last Royalty left." This, of course, brought on an interesting conundrum: the Arcosian Royal Family need to be around forever so that the figurative galactic baby doesn't accidentally blow its figurative head off with a figurative shotgun. As history has proven time and time again, without Royalty to follow, there is chaos. This is one of the many explanations as to why the SSE works like a liquid piano: that is, not very well at all. Another given is that Wyntre will never have children, ever… or, rather, she wouldn't attain them the usual way. How could both of these necessities be met, I hear you ask? Clones? Clones.
"Acceptance? You've been accepted. Actually, I'm quite glad that you exist. It's always good to have someone that isn't a child to talk to and I'd- oh." She was interrupted by none other than the Space Pirate Captain himself, Brisk, and the mindless shenanigans she had hoped to avoid.
In the grand history of facepalmery there had been five facepalms said to be the most annoyed, the most disappointed, the most artful. The first of the five holy facepalms was underwent by the first of the sentient Oogleglabs when asked if his hand could reach his face: the first facepalm ever. Another of the five was undergone by King Galerondihar when he was told that his son accidentally blew up their armies with his vintage wine collection, now broken. The grandest of the five was underwent by Froodnll'autnl'awbxtiyv, the Odtpwkdor of Pgnspejak who grew an arm (and a face) just to facepalm when told that his 'friend' just vomited in the town well. Wyntre's facepalm, however, left these all behind. "This is why I need a psychiatrist. This is exactly why I need a psychiatrist."
And then someone went, Kazar, I believe it was, and continued the embarrassment with shouting and attacks. This was not a time for violence.
Is… is that an alarm clock? Yes, that indeed is an alarm clock. Oh, if only there were a way to make everyone shut up without the use of violence… Oh. It seems there was a way, and that was getting someone else to be violent on your behalf. "Yes, he's a friend of Zexama's… He shows promise."
Yes, well, an attack like that was a good way to shut them up, even if it paled in comparison to the Infernal Downpour.
Wyntre gave an inward snicker at Core's words. If Walker truly wanted to kill them, she'd likely have the means to kill him first, despite the vast power gap. It'd only take one attack and the chances of hitting would be considerably better if Core was distracting the oh wait never mind he's out cold. These were only hypothetical situations, of course. It probably wouldn't come to that.
"That was not necessary. Do refrain from further violence." she informed sternly before turning to face the child. "Brisk, this is Walker and not the Tree of Might. Walker is a friend. In fact, the reason he died is indirectly because of the tree." she continued, remembering watching him die from hell. Meanwhile, Kazar was ignored completely.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2016 3:04:53 GMT
Walker sighed, watching Kazar scream and yell down below. Good lord, was he a child? He was acting like he had barely survived an attempt on his life. Turning to Wyntre, he shook his head. "My apologies, but I was deeply concerned any further chaos would result in loss of life, either from someone here, or one of the inhabitants of this city. If that had occurred, it would not only have meant death to someone undeserving, but possibly caused you problems as well. As a guest on Earth, I cannot allow that to happen to you under my watch."
He looked around for a moment. He had been exceedingly careful with his attacks, and done his best to prevent damage. However, between Kazar's idiotically overdramatic attack and attempted counter, there had been some minor collateral chaos caused. The tree's eyes glowed, and his memory sought out an image of how it had looked when he first arrived. A light purple glow surrounded the areas damaged, and they were reformed. This "Magic Materialize" spell he had learned from Tuner was extremely helpful indeed.
"I apologize for the disruption. I would like to talk further at a later point, but for now, I believe we are disturbing the residents." Raising one hand, the shards of Nicolas's clock spun upwards, reforming into a whole device. "Here you are. My apologies for waking you." Holding it out, he levitated it towards the young man's hands.
"As for you, young one..." He turned, staring at Brisk for a moment, before crouching and closing his eyes, tone growing kindly for a moment. "That was very brave, if you thought I was a Tree of Might. However, you must learn to think before you act, or you might well cause your friends to be hurt. Wisdom must temper courage, Brisk." Standing up, he bowed to the pair, before turning. "My apologies for the circus at your return, Wyntre. I had not been aware the earth hosted such unwise clowns."
Kazar had interjected himself in a fight that had nothing to do with him, Plato had openly admitted to wanting to cause Genocide, and Core had been mouthing off and trying to impress the former Empress. Each had been incredibly foolish, and could have caused serious damage or death to the normal humans, Majin and Zoans in the city if it had escalated due to their egos. Turning, he moved one hand through the air, the other gesturing towards Core and Kazar's body.
Beds sprang up beneath them both, formed from his magic. On Core's he left a note, before fully opening the portal he intended to leave through.
"Core, what you did today was foolish. You may have thought you were being polite, but your words came off as arrogant and ill-informed to anyone who knows anything of the race commonly called "The Frost Demons." They are not a warm and welcoming people, and to expect otherwise, especially from the notorious Wyntre Kold was folly. If that had escalated, even a single minute of fighting could have resulted in the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands of residents. That is why I knocked you out, and quickly apologized. You are powerful, but you must learn more of people.
-Walker"
[Attempting to exit DE]
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Post by Core Stold on Jun 18, 2016 4:45:45 GMT
During his time knocked out, Core dreamed. He didn’t felt any pain or anything, every connection with his body’s sensitive part was disconnected, this blow was really too strong for him to bare so his body shut down to prevent him from suffering too much, the last thing he recalled hearing was Wyntre, actually telling him that she was glad he was alive, and saying he was accepted, that she accepted him. The young Arcosian could still feel the need to wake up, what was this… Kazar’s presence… his voice… was he… standing for him? Core couldn’t let someone who accepted him and called him his friend alone like this, but where was the power he needed to help him? Where was it? Core was nowhere near as strong as Walker, what could possibly make him strong enough to beat this monster that totally beaded him up, who he could feel was going away.
But there was nothing to do, when Core even tried to power up, a huge pain got to his head and he fell once more.
[Exit the DE by fainting, PL please ]
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Nicolas Mclendon
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The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jun 18, 2016 21:43:52 GMT
"Nicolas?" A voice would creep into the patio as a barely visible crimson synthetic would peer into view. She blinked twice, seeing the haggard human with his crazy long and frazzled locks, bare chest, and annoyed expression. Her red skin flushed shade of pink as her processors quickly pieced together that she probably shouldn't see her as he called it: 'roomie' in such a state so she quickly turned away, shielding her eyes with er floating fingers. "S-sorry sir. I just wanted...Well, was wondering if I should get ready to deploy 'Blue Nova.' My readings picked up on some foreign ships coming into the atmosphere. When I saw you step out I figured you would be rearing to suit up." She said peering back to briefly catch Walker making his exit. "...Sir, what should we do?" Nicolas, meanwhile, turned and stepped back into the apartment (alarm clock in tow). While he was about to launch out and try and stop Walker after his attempted shut down the world's largest walking stick undid his damage and left peacefully. He saw no need to pursue him. At least not now. He instead assumed he should get some much needed rest and tackle the issue at a later date. He didn't have the time or the patience to don the visor that night though he did glance over to Donna. She, much to his amusement, was still covering her eyes with her fingers. "Donna, if you could, please call the hospital, see if they can respond and hopefully patch up any injured." He said glancing back to see the remaining chaos after the tree man's assault. "Sir, with all do respect...I can respond faster than any hospital. Let me suit up and take the King Crab, I'll be in and out." She said pulling her hands away to look into her companion's eyes. She had her bottom lip puckered lightly as if she were pouting and her arms thrown down at her sides as if she were in a dramatic huff. "With all the craziness I just saw go down the people could use a little mundane. Just give them a call but keep an eye on things. If things get crazy wake me up okay?" He said before walking past the relaxing girl. "...I'll bring you next time okay? I want to be there when you put it on for the first time, okay?" He said cracking a smile her way before stepping into his room. "...Yes sir."
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Post by Brisk on Jun 19, 2016 16:04:03 GMT
The boy acted like he hadn't heard Wyntre when she commented that he "showed promise," but on the inside he was blushing really hard. Meanwhile, on the outside, he was still giving the tree of might (er- maybe not tree of might) a hardened glare. Brisk pouted suspiciously as Wyntre told him that the creature was named Walker, and not the tree of might. In fact, he was supposedly an ally who was killed by the tree of might… Of course the small arcosian couldn't root out the fact that he could be a DOUBLE AGENT! Brisk slowly stood up and levitated into the air, before flying tentatively from his rooftop to the other rooftop where most of the action had gone down. He approached the tree with caution. The walker tree apologized for the disruption of the earth people's lives, and set about fixing some of the collateral damage that Brisk had indirectly caused but would never ever take responsibility for. Brisk put his hands on his hips and landed on the ground, his arcosian feet gripping into the concrete roof with tension as he stood in front of the tree. He gave the much taller creature a menacing look as if to say "don't try anything, you big scary tree monster who maybe is still evil!" Brisk's muscles tensed as the tree began to speak to him calling him young one with a surprisingly tender tone. Immediately, the boy softened, unable to resist attention from powerful fighters. In fact, the more Brisk thought about it, the more awesome the tree was. He knocked out all of those people in a flash! Brisk's chest puffed out and his cheeks flushed with red as the super powerful tree walker called him brave, but he pouted slightly as he was chastised over his impulsiveness. Brisk gave a "humph!" and turned away, with his hands on his hips, pretending he wasn't deeply infatuated with the super cool tree warrior. As Walker summoned beds under the unconscious participants in skirmish, Brisk naturally gravitated towards Wyntre, standing at her side. By this point, his mind about the tree had been changed completely. Wyntre trusted him. …And that was enough for Brisk! [Exiting DE, I didn't expect this thread to end so soon! Wyntre Cold @tokoz I think it'd be fun to do a follow up thread :0 PS: I'll take PL with 20% bonus and heavy weights please!] |
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 19, 2016 22:45:57 GMT
"It's a nice thought, Walker, but violence should always be a last resort in this sort of situation. Not just because I don't want to dirty my thoroughly-washed hands– no, I have a technique that allows me to bypass that problem entirely– but also because those of lesser power gain the risk of death. A fool might have believed that you've killed one of them: indeed, it seems this was the case." she said, referring to the fool believing it as opposed to it actually happening. That would be silly. They're all very much alive.
"Adversely, friend, I have known that Earth was, is and will likely continue to be a place for unwise clowns. This is why I vowed to never to return to this godawful, moist pebble… but alas, my planet is lifeless, my people are dead and I now know why some of you humans are so afraid of being buried alive. Did you know that decomposition cannot occur in space? Now I know for sure." she informed, referring to her dead… followers. For some reason, Wyntre's corpse, the one she revived right next to, hadn't any skin, flesh or head before it disappeared.
If Wyntre had seen what was on the note Walker had left for Core, she'd have corrected 'Kold' to 'Cold'. If someone calls themselves 'Kold', they're certain not to be royal. I mean, what a horrendous mistake in spelling. However, it seems, Wyntre could not read this note. Shame.
It's a wonder a collection of helicopters didn't question who we were, making a lot of noise and waking up the neighborhood.
Mere seconds later, a collection of helicopters questioned who they were, making a lot of noise and waking up the neighborhood. The alarm-warrior would be annoyed.
"Let's return to the ship, Brisk. I need to teach you a few new suppressive transformations."
[FIN]
(PL please)
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