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Post by Plato on Jul 15, 2016 0:09:23 GMT
Plato was ready to thrust forward before he heard the voice of Breech stopping his blades. He leaped back turning to look at the man, he didn't feel any power like with cipher. It was not that his power was zero, It was just nonexistent. A blank slate, it was impossible to feel. The Doctor spoke before blasting carva and ending his life with a single attack Plato eyes widening for a moment, before he looked towards the scene, the whole area destroyed by there battle. Plato looked around, at least the battle was over but it seemed as if another battle may begin soon. Plato twisted his both first addressing Breech "Thank you for assisting me if there something you need ask, walker you have this favor as well." Plato tried to keep his pride up, not trying to act like he needed them to help him though everyone there easily knew that he would be dead if walker and breech had not appeared. Plato looked around "This area is of ruin because of my weakness, i should of been stronger." He tightened his fist in some shame though the battle was over, at least...He thought it was.
He saw the amazing golden blur as Articho Transformed into a super saiyan, he nearly kneeing from the sudden surge of power and from his own weakness after the battle. His wounds were starting to sting, the adrenaline keep him going, the idea that if he lost his people were doomed and now it was over. Though it became apparent Articho had the intention of destroying the woman body, this he would not allow. Even though she was a foe, she still deserved to be burred with her people. He began to walk forward heading towards The saiyan power keep him from getting to close but he walked to were he could be close to be heared as he flapped his arm, "Enough is Enough Saiyan and Majin." He said with the best voice he could put on hoping to get everyone here to lisitn.
"These two brave warriors have died fighting for what they have been ordered to do and while i bear no love for them, destroying there bodies is not something i will allowed to be done, they have families friends and those will suffer because of there deaths but at least they should be able to return and rest with there kin." He tapped his sword agiasnt the ground people began to come out the city though they keep there distance. "I will if need be take them myself, they need to be buried on there home, vegeta." He knew saiyans came from this world, it be the best place to lay them to rest. He turned towards walker hearing his words earlier, he needed to speak to him quickly as well. "I don't know this woman but i knew her husband carva, the man who was just slain." He said placing a hand agiasnt his chest. "He never liked me and he most likely committed horrible crimes with her as well, but the punishment has been done, you have killed her and layed her to rest, unless she can magically bring herself back to life then i don't see this body being any problem." He said as a couple konstian soldiers walked towards him.
"And you all here i don't want you take this statement as that of trying to bluster my own strength i am weak i will admit, though for my race i am powerful, but...if you wish to keep fighting i have no choice but to stop you." He said pointing at all of them. "The battle here is over, there is no more need to shed violence, she is dead her mate is dead, anyone who was close to her now will suffer, there is no more need for violence." He said raising his arm towards the city. "My people as i said are safe because of you all, if i had the resources i'd hold a feast for all of you but i don't and i need to leave konats most likely as walker said i did kill people to ascend to the throne but i killed those who needed killing but i could not protect my world, my people those i killed for i cannot defend them, what is the point of me being king or ruler of this world if my presence may cause more harm then help, though my title of king is a more...subjective as the council still rules and i rule with them."
He looked around, he was happy his people were safe but could he save them, help them if he was this weak. "I cannot stay here at my current strength if i want to blister and bolster i can defend it there are people i have seen like you Walker or the saiyan here, our new arrival, or arais." He coughed blood dripping onto his hand. "I am not resigning form my position, though i will not stay here i will let my council rule as it was intended and return when i come of strength were i can defend the world i come from, If you wish for me to leave my position and never return to konats i'd only ask who will defend it in my stead, Walker, sadly i am the strongest of my people still alive, as i killed the only man stronger then me." He said with a sigh, "An evil man, one who joined the kashvarr to destroy my people, They were planning an invasion, when the great star arose, one hundred monster raging to the city i stopped them before they could gear up but they could do it again, and i won't be ready." Plato rose into the air looking at them.
"The battle is over, if you all got something to solve, i suggest finishing it on another world, and if no one gonna return the bodies to Vegeta i will, risk my flesh to do it." He said with a lash of rage. He tapped his hand against his blade as some men walked up they heading over to walker "I know your from earth, i'm hoping you can take this, even though i can't protect konats on my own with people maybe i can." He said the Paper having the official seal of konats. Opening it up would say this words. "The konstian council wishes to join in alliance with earth to fight agiasnt the evils of the universe and secure peace and trade agreements in order to make both worlds stronger, if you need more info King plato will come to earth to meet with you." The letter had plato named signed on it "I was going to take it myself, but i feel that it may be more important to train, if your too busy though i will bring it there when i can, or maybe send another messenger." He said with a hush tone it become obvious he was tired. He flew down his feet barley planting themselves it looked like he was going to fall over. His frame looking smaller then it did when the battle started. He looked around before speaking again. "If there any more questions about what i ask, please let me know i am happy to answer." He said before almost falling back his Guard and fellow council member, Demetrius walking forward and holding him up. He did a horrible job trying to hide his damage. too late now they already knew who weak he was.
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Post by Majin Presto on Jul 15, 2016 3:51:27 GMT
Presto continued to huff and puff as she could still feel the burning from that man's attack. Walker did get her attention when he announced that it was not the man in front of her that was the one that killed Arias. She assumed Walker meant that the man directly didn't kill her, but she thought that he had still been associated with the ones who did. But she just continued to take her deep breaths as Walker spoke. He went on about how Arias had died for the second time and not only that had been alive for quite some time and Presto had no way of knowing. It wasn't just the fact that she hadn't known but Arias herself had made no attempt to change that, she even looked for...a new mate as Walker put it In other words replacing her real father, Daika. This bit again got a reaction out of Presto, her brow pressed down, giving her an even more angry look on her face, still looking towards Articho. Arias, said to be a confused chaotic person, at this point not even considering Presto her daughter. Then the next set of words came, it wasn't this man in front of her that killed Arias...it was Walker.
Her head would turn to look at Walker. She did not have a look of anger or hate, but wide eyes, a slightly dropped jaw and simply being surprised. With all he said it basically came down to Presto having to accept that Arias simply did not care for her anymore. Of course Presto believed Walker, but she couldn't help but give Arias her pity. She couldn't bare to believe that Arias simply stopped caring just liked that, in her head she made an excuse that Arias must have been sick or something, maybe this...Carva person wooed her emotions in some way and plagued her mind...it couldn't just be...so simple.
Her arms lowered and she stood straight. The burns from that attack radiated off of her as she looked toward Walker. "Walker...I..." She looked down to the corpse of Arias, realizing what all of this meant, she looked back to Walker with a sad look on her face. "Walker, you're the only one I can really trust..." She said looking up to the tree before hearing the voice of the hybrid telling her to move. She would almost instantly dart a stare at him in anger. "Bastard...what do you-"
Before she could continue another person that was here decided to speak up, saying things along the lines of there was no more need for violence. She almost found herself with a smile but then he decided to keep going, talking as if he had any history with Arias or the piece of shit that she tried to replace Daika with. Maybe we would have been somewhat more believable if he didn't just tell her that he didn't even know who Arias was. She then widened her eyes when the man had the audacity to call Arias a warrior, A BRAVE warrior? She ignored almost everything else he said and mainly addressed his idiocy.
"...Did...did you just call Arias a...warrior? Arias...my mother you are saying was a brave warrior...why? did she save a fucking planet? No she didn't she just ran around avoiding her daughter after coming back to life, REPLACING her true mate and my father tried to fight pointless battles while pregnant, died trying! and you have the fucking GALL to call my mother a warrior? She was sick! Nothing more! Last I heard her first death was the cause of the SSE who by the way she was working for and YOU THINK THAT SHE IS A WARRIOR? I don't even know what's going on here but if you think you deserve to have a position of leading a planet after calling ARIAS a BRAVE WARRIOR then you are in NO position to run a planet!"
After her rant towards him she turned to Articho. "And you! I don't know if you have noticed but my mother is ALREADY DEAD! and I just heard that Walker was the one who killed her so telling me that you are 'finishing what you started' is the dumbest shit I have ever heard, I don't know if you have anything against my mother but destroying her body won't do anything for you...I will take her myself, and use the lingering power within her body to better myself, And if you think you can stop me..." She turned her back to Articho, moving herself slightly behind Walker.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2016 4:23:48 GMT
He didn't sense them coming, but when the old man and metallic forms appeared, it became obvious why he hadn't noticed the approaching contenders. The tree didn't move, but he was skeptical of their intent. A Warship did not often come with peaceful intentions. Still, if he had to handle another invader, he would. It was as simple as that.
Breech then proceeded to dispel the vast majority of said concerns by turning and burning a hole through Carva's greedy heart, mirroring Walker's own killing of Arias, whether he knew it or not. The corpse lay on the ground, a hole smoking in his chest. It seemed oddly symbolic that the two bodies were not looking at each other, in death. He nodded approvingly at the scientist. "Well, I am glad there is someone competent with Konat's interest in mind." He had thought Plato was the only one defending it.
As if the stillness was somehow intolerable to the universe, Articho then went Super Saiyan and began to move towards Arias. Immediately, far faster than anyone there could track, Walker was standing behind her protectively. His eyes bored into Articho's own teal ones, and he was about to speak. However, to his pride, Presto did so before he did. As she spoke, he reached out to the others, and bade them come. He doubted it would be required, but just in case.
As he finished, Presto spat her final words at the Saiyan. "If you think you can stop me..."
"Then you will discover just what my family is capable of."
With a rushing of air, wooden shapes descended around them, arms crossed. Two landed on either side of Plato, staffs out and crossed before his chest. One landed just behind Presto, next to Walker, and bowed. "Father." The Father of the Verdant inclined his head at Bastion, then spoke. His telepathic voice cut through to all present, broadcasting for anyone to hear.
"Articho, you have no claim or say in what happens to her body. You did not kill her, you did not see her as kin. For our kind, this is how we exist. Majins and Artificially Created beings alike, we consume. She is keeping something of her mother within herself. Stand down, and do not threaten my stepdaughter." Bastion moved forward, and placed a hand in Presto's, staring daggers at the Super Saiyan. Nobody was going to threaten her and get away with it. Meanwhile, Walker turned his head, now addressing Plato.
"As for you..." The tree's shape seemed to loom as his eyes blazed with rage. Despite not approaching, his Ki seemed to be buffeting the "King of Konats."
"You utter buffoon. You call yourself a King? Because you killed a threat and de-seated the ruler?" He threw one hand to the side, gesturing at the area. "What right have you to rule? Are you strong of arms? NO!" His scorn-filled shout, despite being mental, seemed to reverberate for a moment.
"Are you wise, able to lead your people in this Universe? Given your utterly idiotic tactics, I highly doubt it! Perhaps you inspire them? Oh, but here we have their supposed King running away as soon as he is challenged and fails. You don't even have the will to stick to your stolen throne! Instead, you flee and attempt to get others to shelter you!"
The disgust in Walker's voice was evident, and he didn't even bother moving threateningly. The paper in Plato's hand caught alight with purple flame, and began to burn. "I will accept such a request from whatever government the Konatsians decide to create. Get out of my sight." Turning back to Articho, he sent a mental message to Breech alone, voice now weary and rather apologetic. "I am quite sorry, I will speak with you shortly. We have some incredibly idiotic things occurring, and some egos that must apparently be punctured." He couldn't fathom why Articho thought it was his place to decide what happened to Arias's body, but apparently this was so.
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BASTION enters the Battle!
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Post by Dr. Breech on Jul 15, 2016 8:04:06 GMT
And just like that, the Saiyan Invader was dead. Carva fell to the ground, the twin holes in his chest still smoking. Breech let out a satisfied grunt. It wasn't often things went right from the very start, but it was always pleasing when it did occur. He turned to Plato, who had suddenly decided to blabber on about quite a few different things. Breech focused specifically on Platos' mention of proper burials. "My dear Konatsian, if you believe these failed invaders deserve a proper burial, then you must not know what they would have done if they succeeded. If I had to make a guess, they would have either eaten your corpse, or simply vaporized what was left. There's a slim chance they would have nailed you to something as an example of those who defy the Solar Empire, but that's incredibly rare."Soon after, one of the other warriors gathered here, suddenly shifted into a strange golden form. His power increased nearly eleven-fold, making him an incredibly hefty threat. Breeches eyes widened, and his Cycloid's moved into a defensive position on instinct. This golden form was familiar, but the Doctor had little to no data on it. He'd only seen it one other time, after all. Breech quickly calmed the Cycloids, deciding to answer Articho's question. "Well, for one thing, I'm not a Solar Empire dog. I didn't come here with the intent of global extermination, either. It would surprise me if that wasn't this duo's plan."As he turned to Arias' corpse, Walker began to unleash a hidden plan! Warriors of wood landed gracefully from the sky, surrounding Platos, and flanking Presto. It seemed Walker's (entirely unnecessary) backup had arrived. Breeches brow raised as he heard what seemed like a private mental message. It seemed Walker was convinced Breech meant no ill will... For now. Hopefully things would stay that way until this myriad of heroes left. "I see. I am a patient man. I will wait for things to be sorted out... Though, if you don't mind my opinion being thrown out there... Perhaps you should consider barring the Majin child from consuming Arias? I've met her before. She's not one of a stable mind. I fear absorbing her would only harm the little one. Of course, if you deem it a risk you're willing to take, I won't say any more."
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Post by Articho Reville on Jul 15, 2016 11:43:33 GMT
Articho's eyes narrowed further as he shifted his gaze towards Konats' king. He pointed an accusing finger at the Konatsian. "You, stay out of it," he said as he crossed his arms again. "You don't know about the things Arias has done and all the people she's double crossed and back stabbed. As far as I know, only two people cared about her and now, one of them's dead," Articho pointed at Carva's lifeless body, "and the other knows how much of a scumbag she was." The hybrid jabbed a thumb in Presto's direction. Articho turned his back to Plato, but continued speaking to the king. "Retreat now and lick your wounds, Your Majesty," he said, loading the words with disrespectful venom, "before Walker decides to add your head to his collection."
Articho returned his attention to Presto, who was hiding behind Walker now. He snorted at the sight. Seems all her talk was only backed because Walker was there to defend her. "I guess cowardice runs in the family," the hybrid commented. "I'll be frank with you: I don't trust you. You gaining strength from Arias' body might come back to bite me in the ass, which seems likely given the company you keep." With that, Articho shifted his gaze to Walker before continuing.
"And as for you," Articho said. "Pick a perspective. Arias can't be the scum of the universe to the both of you and at the same time, someone to be cherished and remembered by absorbing her. And concerning him," Articho jammed a thumb in Breech's direction, "you're a fool. You don't know him and you don't know his motives. How can you be sure he really does have Konats well being in mind." Articho paused for a moment, his eyes glinting mischeviously and a smirk playing on his lips. "I also hadn't realized that Presto was your stepdaughter. When did you and Arais get married? Is that why you're after her so often? She not satisfying you enough or is it the fact that she's running around with a bunch of other men getting pregnant?"
"Just because you're not SSE doesn't mean you're automatically a good guy," Articho said, looking at Breech over his shoulder. "I don't know you, so you'll have to forgive my wariness.
Articho turned back towards Presto, Walker, and Walker's son. He had a calculating look in his eye and was smirking confidently at the trio. "How about a wager? If absorbing Arias is so important to her, let Presto fight for it. It seems only fair, given you were the one who killed her mother in the first place and brought us to this situation. If I win, she and Carva's bodies burn and become ashes in the wind. If Presto wins, she gets both of them. I'll be nice, too. He," Articho pointed at Bastion. "can fight with her. No killing and the losing side leaves without argument. Deal?"
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Post by Plato on Jul 15, 2016 16:22:37 GMT
Plato stared at them pain filling his eyes. What the hell was he suppose to do, He tried to show respect to the dead and yet he was spat on. Who the fuck did this people think they were. Plato aura fluctuated slightly, but it was laughable. His eyes dropped, no one was going to listen to him. He looked towards the doctor nodding "Well i guess your right, though i wanted to try and be respectful, guess for that i get shit." He muttered looking towards Walker, "You call me a coward, a weakling and an Idiot, When i was the one standing here willing to give my life for my people i could of fled before anyone appeared, i felt there power from space, you think if i knew how outmatched i was i stood in fought, and i'm not dumb enough to not see who is at fault here." He said his finger pointing at himself. He was not gonna lie, he was weak compared to all of them, but all these things walker said hit him at the core. He was holding back tears, he wanted to protect his people and he was basically told off, were the fuck did this man get that right.
He turned to Artchi and presto "I don't want to speak ill of the dead, you can if you want but it is bad luck." He said with a sneer. "I won't be king anyone and nor will i stay, but one thing...walker." He turned his gaze "If...my people are harmed because i was not there to defend them." He narrowed his eyes in pure hate, "I'll make you feel there pain." Maybe it was a mistake, but if walker wanted to kill him he could do it. He thought he was in the right, Plato wanted to defend his people and he was basically told to get off his home, a second time this happened. "We replaced the Kashvarr, with a tree." He muttered too quiet to hear as he turned around looking back at breech "Please protect my people if your truly here for that...i can't give you much but my same warning from walker goes to you." He said as he began to walk off. As he walked away a trail of tears smacked against the ground as he held his face.
He couldn't hold back anymore, he tried to look tough but he was just a young man who wanted to help his people everything he had down spat apon like he was some worm. He pushed past his people grasping Demetrius shoulder whispering to him "Please watch the planet for me while i am gone." He felt another push as his people narrowed his eyes to him. He felt something smack against him as he walked a crowd of konstian surrounding him. Many of these who never wanted him to rule in the first place guess he got his just deserts. They pelted him with some spare items though the pain was nothing, It was the mental damage. He tried to make things better for his world, that was his genuine goal, had he made things worse...was he the really villan here. This Doubt filled him as he dropped his head in shame walking through the city to reach his ship. Plato was no longer a king, he was a joke.
(Exit Post: Plato is no longer king of konats)
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Post by Majin Presto on Jul 15, 2016 20:01:30 GMT
Presto didn't even pay attention to the one called Plato at this point, she said what she had to say to him, whatever business he had with the rest of the individuals here had nothing to do with her. Her attention was directed back towards Articho who obviously didn't know when to quit. She kept her stern look on her face looking at him as he offered a suggestion, that instead of Walker simply letting her absorb Arias that she earn it by fighting with Bastion as a handicap. As if she would agree to that, it was literally laughable to the majin.
She already established that he had no business trying to play the challenge she had to face to get her prize, hell she didn't even know the man though he intended on being a dick simply because he did not trust her. She wasn't so sadistic as to want him dead but he was making it incredibly difficult to let him be.
"The answer is no, seriously man just go about your business! I don't even know who you are I could care less if you feel cautious about my intentions or future engagements, leave me alone!" She gripped onto Bastions hand before looking up at him with a smile. "Thank you for coming Bastion...I am going to take Arias' corpse now" She said before kneeling down to arias' corpse placing a hand on it and proceeded to let her flesh enwrap it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2016 21:40:51 GMT
It was funny. There was so many other people there that he really should be paying attention to. Still, his gaze couldn't leave the Saiyan Hybrid's face, and a strange, black roiling of an emotion was dancing in his heart. It wasn't red and hot, like rage. He knew that feeling well enough. It was a coldness so sharp, so intense, it might as well be a flame. He wanted to respond, to cut down the comments, but somehow he couldn't manage to pull the words together. He wasn't sure why, precisely, this feeling had come over him either. It was certainly a result of Articho, if nothing else. It wasn't exactly his insults, as ill-founded as they were. Although, the tree did have to admit, he may have used the wrong word for Presto's relation to him. He wasn't very well versed in biological family structures, if he was being honest. Still, the implication that Arias was a lover who had scorned him.... The idea that he would have done this for so petty a reason revealed much. It was interesting to see, considering the inane insistence that Articho had for incinerating the corpse. Although apparently that was merely because he feared the idea of Presto gaining strength from it. Finally, he found his tongue (so to speak). "... It seems only fair? Why, again, do you somehow have some part in this? Some privileged place in this event? She is not cherished, you imbecile. Her body is being given to the one she hurt, so that she may make some amends, even in death, for the collateral she caused." There was a strange emphasis on these last words. It was fully intentional, but it's meaning might not have been entirely clear If not, it was clarified only a moment later. Walker's hand blurred, stabbing across the air and vanishing into a slight tear that appeared at the tip of his fingers. His Rift Reaver strike re-appeared, the cutting blow emerging from another portal with insane speed, right behind Articho's back. For his actions on Konats, the tree was aiming to take the Saiyan's head. The black, roiling coldness within Walker seemed to warm ever so slightly as the clawed fingers sped towards the soft, yielding flesh of the neck. "No deal."
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Post by Articho Reville on Jul 15, 2016 22:53:46 GMT
"What place did you have here, Walker?" Articho retorted, pointing an accusing finger at Walker. "All you ever seem to do is follow Arias or have someone hunt her down. Yeah, she did wrong and she's a complete bitch. Yeah, she didn't come find Presto as soon as she revived. That was, what, all of a couple months? My father disappeared before I was born and didn't come back until I was 17. Literally, I had no father until a year ago. Both of you need to get some god damn thicker skin-"
Articho's voice caught in his throat as he watched Walker's hand disappear into a void. He felt an energy appear behind his head and he knew. Time seemed to slow down as Walker's fingers approached his neck. Articho narrowed his eyes in one final, defiant glare before Walker's hand connected with the base of the hybrid's neck, severing his head from his body. Articho's body sank to its knees, then toppled to the side with his head reverting back to his base state and bouncing to the ground, his angry glare still on his face.
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Post by Dr. Breech on Jul 15, 2016 23:24:46 GMT
Breech was honestly a bit surprised by Walker's action. From what he could tell, this Articho person was on his side. Perhaps assumptions weren't always a good thing to make. As the Super Saiyan's hair fell back to a dull black color, Breech saw an opportunity in the warrior's death. He turned to Walker, a curious look in his eye as he spoke with sincerity. "Um... Excuse me, sir. But... Would it be alright with you if I were to collect this warrior's remains? I've never seen that strange golden form in person before, and I'd like to study his body to find methods to combat the threat. At the very least, studying his body might lead to a way to upgrade myself."It was certainly a risk to ask for a corpse. Most would find such a request utterly baffling at the very least, but Breech was banking on Walker's seeming hatred of the Saiyan race. With any luck, the Bio-Warrior would allow him this chance. If not, it might instead land Breech in some hot water instead. Regardless, it seemed that Articho's death wasn't the only new development. The failure of a king known as Platos was on his way out, and he requested that Breech keep the people safe. He nodded to the Konatsian, giving him a polite bow as the man left the scene. "I will ensure your people are well in your absence. I am a doctor, after all."
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Post by Plato on Jul 15, 2016 23:26:56 GMT
( great threads guys i would like powerlevel for this thread please.)
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Post by Majin Presto on Jul 15, 2016 23:59:37 GMT
And there went Articho...in all honesty it was too damn easy to avoid all of this he didn't need to die but he had insisted on trying to input himself in this situation, it was his own doing that his life came to such a needless conclusion. She had finally begun the process to take in Arias, it was only a matter of time now. In the meantime it seems that Old man she hadn't paid attention to wanted the corpse of the hybrid that just got offed by walker. Presto could sense his power, he would also be a great addition to her cause as well. She remembered back on earth when Walker introduced her to the uses of her absorbing ability, what a potluck! She couldn't allow him to take that corpse.
"Excuse me sir!" She would say up to the elderly man
"I'm sorry, but I cannot allow you to have that corpse, that man's death made him a part of my quota and Walker was the one who killed him...we had made this plan back on the planet we were on before this incident, and it is still in a process!" She would say, surely loud enough for the elder to hear her. She looked to walker hoping that he would catch her gaze then simply nod to him, in other words it was still his call. If Walker didn't think she needed it, then so be it but that was not very likely.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2016 1:47:26 GMT
When Articho's mouth stopped moving, there was one moment of sheer, blissful relief. The doubts came crowding after, but they were mostly silenced by the same cold, black feeling. He was sick of putting up with these imbeciles. Moving over slowly, he picked up the head, staring at it. An idea tickled the back of his mind. Cernunnos's odd form came to mind, for some reason. He turned to Breech, even as he lifted Articho's corpse telepathically, moving it over to Presto for when she finished with Arias.
"Hmmm. Super Saiyans are not especially common, but they are not rare. This woman, Arias, was one as well. Here." He looked down, placing a finger on Articho's forehead, and concentrating. After a moment, a very small portal opened in front of Breech, the brain visible just inside. "I suspect that will suffice, yes?" Carefully using his mind to sever the Brain from it's housing, it floated in the air, waiting for Breech to take it.
Plato had left while the tree was focused on Articho, and Presto was currently occupied with consuming her matriarchal meal. Hefting the head slightly, now empty of it's seldom used Brains, Walker tapped his fingers against the hollow skull. After a moment, he let go, spinning his hand around to grab the front of the face carefully. Moving it towards his own head, the tree's semi-malleable body seemed to shiver. His face and neck separated, becoming a number of roots, some pulling back down into the main body, and others sharpening like needles. These pierced the neck stump, moving up and inside with rapid, slithering motions.
Turning away from the others, the tree focused, feeling his body merge with the head, wood replacing bone and vines replacing arteries. The flesh was preserved, mostly unchanged, but it was far easier to manipulate now. Conjuring a mirror, he held it up in front of him. The face of Articho Reville stared back. Tilting his head, then attempting a smile, it came out far too manic for his liking. Contemplating, the tree wiggled various roots, rearranging the "Bones" somewhat until the Saiyan face resembled a differently structured Vegeta native, nodded slowly. The face slowly sank down into his torso, hair flopping slightly, as his true head reformed over the vanishing corpse part. Turning around, he faced Presto and Breech again.
"Presto, go ahead and finish up. I intend to head back to Earth, and can bring you, if you require." Focusing on the doctor, he tilted his expressionless face for a moment. "He was right. I don't know you, but quite honestly, this isn't my planet either. Perhaps you do have ill intentions. In that case, I may return. However, you seem at the least more competent. Is there anything else you wish to discuss? I confess, this day has been... trying." His voice and demeanor was calm, but within, he felt the coldness slowly thawing. Not completely, though. Not completely.
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Post by Dr. Breech on Jul 19, 2016 6:17:26 GMT
Breeches brow raised in confusion. Presto's reasoning for wanting to keep Articho's corpse were flimsy at best, but it's about what he would expect from someone going through the process of eating Arias' corpse. "I see... I suppose that means this smoking corpse here is mine, seeing as I ended his feeble existence." Breech raised his left hand, making a quick motion towards one of his Cycloids. The hulking machine lumbered over to Carva's corpse, quickly hoisting the Saiyan over its metallic shoulder. The Cycloid shot into the air shortly after, attempting to take Carva back to the Warship which was still hovering overhead. It seemed, however, that Walker was at the very least somewhat generous. Using a strange magic, he plucked the Super Saiyan's brain directly out of his head, offering it to Breech through a magic portal. The Doctor grabbed the brain, inspecting it quizzically as it soaked in his hands. "I see... You have my gratitude, Warrior. I will create something magnificent with this specimen." Breech barely even noticed Walker's strange head collection. Even if he had given the odd action a proper look, he wouldn't have commented. He offered the brain to one of his Cycloids, who quickly soared up to the Warship alongside his brother. He'd need to store the brain in something more proper as soon as possible. "I believe our business is concluded for now. Perhaps we'll see each other again soon, hopefully on the same side as we were today."Breech gave a polite bow to the two supernatural beings. Before he left, however, he gave a curious, worried look to the Majin Woman. "Oh, and miss Majin... Please, be careful over the next few days. I was never an expert in the field of Majin Biology, but I am aware of the fact that absorption alters your personality and emotions quite a bit. If I were you, I'd stay away from any stressful events for the next few days so you can properly acclimate to your newer form."The Doctor turned his eyes skyward, quickly taking flight. He made his way for SCAR's warship, giving a salute to Walker before he disappeared back into the ship... Should his departure be unimpeded, Breech would turn his ship towards Konats' capital, intending on making an appearance for his people.
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Post by Majin Presto on Jul 19, 2016 19:42:39 GMT
It wasn't long until Arias body was completely engulfed by presto. Soon the two figures would now appear to be a standing blob of pink goo morphing around like bubblegum after it's been chewed. It continued to morph and twist breaking down the minerals and flesh of Arias to reform it into material for Presto to take into her own appearance before the blob decided to take form, it had one more corpse and power to take into its multiplier. A strange tentacle like hand reached for the corpse of the late Articho.
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Presto has absorbed the corpse of Arias.
Presto will begin absorbing the corpse of Articho next turn and auto absorb if she Walker leaves and she is the only one left in the thread.
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