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Post by Radasha on Aug 17, 2016 13:46:35 GMT
In the back of her mind, Radasha felt all the different energy signals spiking, falling, etc. But right now the older Saiyan was focused on the girl in front of her. As she shouted her name at the man who was now passing out, a bit of recollection flashed in Radasha's eyes. Raima... She hadn't heard that name in years. Her eyes got a far away look in them as she experienced a flash back. Her sister's rage and worry. The search. Ending up with nothing. She remembered not being able to find hide or hair of that bastard. They had given up after a long time. Then her sister left Vegeta, having two more kids and a life on Earth.
What is it about this planet and attracting my family...? she thought to herself, a chuckle escaping her throat. It quickly became laughter. First her sister came here.....then Kaula was sent here by herself. Then she found Toma years after sending him off due to being a low class.....And then she left the SSE and ended up coming here after visiting two times before....and now-
She stopped laughing, looking directly at the girl. "Revenge? For Gurea? If I had known where he was, I'd have cleaved him in two.." she said, raising a hand and ignite a blade of ki around it for emphasis. It quickly dissipated. "No....That bastard took away my sister's child.....Which I am assuming is you.....Which...Would make me your aunt....I'm Radasha." she said. She then rubbed her face with a sigh. "I swear this planets becoming the Flahwur lost and found....." she murmured to herself.
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Post by Raima on Aug 17, 2016 21:36:50 GMT
While dealing with this saiyan woman, Raima stole looks at the following action occurring. It appeared that, thankfully, the beast was completely knocked into the stratosphere. It was funny to be honest, as it was taken out so easily. There was no ifs, ands, or buts about it; that thing was thoroughly defeated. She stifled a chuckle as she watched the spandex man land and say a few words with the Queen herself, before fixating himself between the angry male saiyan and that woman who attacked Plato. Meanwhile, Plato had passed out after giving hollow words that the Lima Bean saiyan was unable to hear, then was getting healed by that super saiyan kid. Pretty much everything else was tuned out as she turned her attention back to the woman. Laughter? This woman was laughing? Raima's brow furred a bit, as it seemed she was being made fun of in a way. With an upset look on her face, she pointed a finger at the opposing saiyaness, and asked out loud, "The heck you laughing about Kaula? Funny that I hit the nail on the head or something!?"Then her jaw practically dropped as she would listen to the cause of this laughter, the fact that she was apparently the aunt of a stolen saiyan child... Stolen by Gurea... The bastard stole Raima. It would explain how she shown her rage towards that bastard of a saiyan with a sudden ki blade forming around her hand, to emphasize the statement of how she'd slice him in half. She chuckled at that statement, as she would comment out loud, "Blasted a hole through that fucker's chest myself. Almost seven years ago, give her take a handful of time. Most freeing moment of my life. I have never felt freer in my life, as he had tortured me for more than year, beating me up once a week while disguised as some sort of masked assailant. Got to the point where I felt like I was going insane as I was hooked up into his revitalization pod every couple of weeks."Then came the moment where this woman introduced herself as Radasha, the supposed aunt of Raima. Eyes widening, the though of having more family was kind of angering. The idea of a family had been ruined for a long while in the saiyaness' eyes, as family was taught into her head by Gurea... Family, through Gurea, means someone that you are related to and will get used by. Anger flaring in her eyes, Raima would use her Four-Witches Technique to quickly grow an extra set of arms from her back, almost immediately using those arms and her actual ones to form balls of ki energy, charging up an attack of her own... The Chili-Cannon. Glaring at her supposed aunt, she would shout in anger, "AND!? How can I even trust you!? The only family I have personally known was Gurea, and I just told you how that ended up. Family had been ruined for me because of him, and how can I be sure that you really are my aunt? How can I be sure that you won't use me just like him!?"
Charging Chili Cannon [UP2], after using Four Witches... Currently 66%
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 4:06:49 GMT
The pale girl in the black suit had gotten right into the beat of the action with her little assault. Heart pumping; mind focused. She dashed through the air and managed to land a strike on her foe — launching him back. With that done the virago rose her hand, allowing the built-up ki within the dense scarlet orb to erupt. Out surged the viciously lustrous beam dubbed ‘Scarlet Crush’.
Maybe it was her singular focus — her tunnel vision — that kept her from noticing the sudden change in scene. By the time she had come to notice the sudden glow of gold that had materialized in front of her it was too late; Noxa was left with a nasty surprise when the auric aura rushed in at speeds too fast for the Bio Woman to register.
“What the fu—?!”
The woman’s eyes widened in absolute shock. When did he get there?! She promptly pumped the breaks on her attack, though the beam had already begun to travel. It was going to hit; she expected the worst. A small, but potent explosion rang out around Toma. A string of relatively common curses began to flow underneath her breath.Her feet began to slap at the scorched pavement; the rattling of her chains would break the predictable orchestra of sirens, helicopter blades, cheering crowds — of everything one would expect from a metropolis experiencing a crisis.
The rattling sound stopped. Abruptly, as did her steps.
The fates, it seemed, had a few more surprises in store for Noxa today. Again, the vessel of their twisted will proved to be the same super saiyan that had just about given the girl a heart attack. As the smoke peeled back from his form Toma stood there. His palm — what presumably dealt with the blow — was a slight different shade... But that was it?! Between his performance, and that of the shining lady who so effortlessly deflected the kaiju’s blast into the heavens… Was there something special about that golden, spiky hair and brilliant aura?
Her eyes narrowed, examining the scene with the utmost scrutiny. There had to be something wrong here — there had to be! A trick; a fluke! There was no WAY someone could accomplish the feat she just witnessed! How could someone take her full-on blast and be just fine?
Sure — maybe that be the case for some common kaiju terrorizing a city... But… Noxa’s attack?! Why, it went against 18 years of first hand experience trashing mercs! She was built to be better than this, for Fates’ sake!
Noxa remained there, mind turning in a tumultuous cloud of hubris and ignorance. In that moment there was a figurative crack in the Bio-Android’s personality. A crack she would later revisit. A crack that exposed Noxa’s dunning-kruger complex to herself. Or, rather, it would soon enough. The little bit of self-analysis was cut short when Toma began walking towards her.
The girl took a step back. Furrowed brows began taking a hold of her features. She forced herself to look serious.In doing so the little bouts of fear that were giving her butterflies wouldn’t be too obviously.Another guise. There was another step back, but by then Toma was already in front of her.
“What ar —?” Again, her sentence was cut short. Yet, this time it wasn’t her doing.
Toma’s strike came, bringing with it a powerful jolt to her body. Her muscles tightened to keep her upright, though her feet would slide against the blacktop; she was sent back about half a foot from the impact’s force. The pain, though exciting caused Noxa to wince and rethink the situation. The language of the casual strike was absolutely clear to her: Noxa was way out of her league.That was a thought she’d not really entertained beforehand; not to this degree.
Luckily for her, the intent behind his words were relatively benign — he was warning Noxa, not attacking. The piercing scowl that fixed itself over Noxa said a lot more to her than both his strike and his words combined. Another step was taken back. The power boost given to her by the ardent blaze of her ki earlier vanished then and there. She wasn’t going to argue this one. But… What about the man who caused this? Was he going to get off scott-free? Not after all the damage he did to her nesting zone!
The woman’s fists bawled. No. She couldn’t leave yet. What if that guy rose up again? Surely this glowing warrior realized that the summoner was still a threat! Noxa peeked around Toma, catching sight of the super saiyan child … Caring for Plato?! What kind of bizarro upside down world did she leap through with that attack?
Before Noxa could confront the man, Captain Nova stepped in once more. A few blinks came to the girl, replacing her forced expression with a genuine one; a hint of confusion flushing away the scowl born from the sudden preparation for confrontation.
When the hero spoke he referenced something Noxa could vaguely recall. From the light reading she’d done on Vi-Poi the term ‘Blue Banner Army’ certainly seemed familiar... Then came another bomb: Vi-Poi, Captain Nova actually knew him?! The idea that these two massive celebrities actually were familiar with each other was mind-blowing to her.
Then Captain Nova seemed to stand up for for Noxa, literally coming in between Toma and herself.
Noxa already had a lot on her plate — WAY too much, in fact. This just added more to it. The woman didn’t particularly agree with Captn’ Nova’s desire to save the ivory-haired menace. To her it made no sense. Maybe there was information Nova needed to extract… But at the very least Noxa was put at ease; Plato wouldn’t be resuming his rampage anytime soon. Nova was going to sure of it! Well, or so he said.
A beaming, toothy smile cracked through Noxa’s lips. A genuine expression born out of overflowing --... Well, what was ‘overflowing’ she couldn’t figure out. Maybe it was gratitude for the gesture, but she couldn’t be sure. In the short span of far less than an hour a lot had happened. There was already just so much that the Bio Woman had to evaluate in seclusion; she REALLY didn’t want to add more introspection to that list. So, instead of having to add ‘why did that smile come up’ to her list Noxa simple accepted it: she was grateful.
Her eyes turned from the hero to the villain in the distance. Her mind began to churn.
Were it not for the infrastructure damage he caused, which flagged a promise of many sleepless mornings — thanks to construction work, of course — Noxa may have actually ended up thanking Plato. After all, it seemed Plato hadn’t ruined her adventure, but added a notable spice to it.
Whatever would have happened with Noxa’s adventure… Well, she doubted it would’ve been as rewarding and insightful as THIS. Without Plato’s recklessness as a catalyst her ‘adventure’ could have very well ended up being boring.
Then came ANOTHER thing to grab her attention, reminding her now was not the time to think this little journey over. A vicious shout pierced through Noxa’s thoughts. In the distance another scene was developing. The glow of Ki caught Noxa’s eyes, causing her to turn her attention to the strange woman with a second set of arms.
A second set. Of arms.
“Yeah. I’m out.”
It wasn’t necessarily that the sight was excessively bizarre; After all Noxa’s mastery of flesh often led to scenes many would consider obscene — grotesque. What prompted Noxa’s reaction was everything. She’d had plenty of new experiences here to last her for quite some time. Besides, if this golden guy’s little love tap was any indication of the average level of power currently around her…
The woman shook her head. That wasn’t an idea she’d like to come to terms with just yet. That would come later.
Noxa stepped from behind Nova, giving Toma one last glance.
A grunt escaped her. The back of her hand tapped at the side of Captain Nova’s arm.
“Hey… Thanks.”
There was a brief smile and a curt nod. It was very possible the the meaningful nature of what she’d done would escape the hero. To him this was likely nothing compared the the love and clamor the crowds showered him with.
But to Noxa that ‘thanks’ represented a lot more. It was the seeds for what could very well bloom into a complete paradigm shift for her. She’d step away from the hero, taking a deep breath before giving everyone in the vicinity one last glance: the two warring women; the chieftess, who also held that strange yellow glow; the child and his golden multiform ability...But the thing that held Noxa’s gaze the longest was the unsung hero; the blob that ran around with a man's body swimming in its gelatinous form. The woman may easily have mistaken it as an absorption attempt, but considering how things seemed to play out she sincerely doubted it.
‘He must be a healer somehow.’ Thought the woman to herself.
With that done Noxa’s aura flared one last time, before she shot up into the sky. In uninterrupted the red trail would suddenly snap at 90 degrees before Noxa shot off from the ruined streets.
[KP 2/3]
[Noxa attempting to leave thread; if successful I will take zeni]
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Post by Plato on Aug 18, 2016 5:13:49 GMT
Plato felt a numbness fill him as he layed their, he could hear something was yelling at him.....He stirred slightly though he could not move more then that. He relaxed a little, it was over, perhaps he had been killed or maybe he had been pulled through space and time and saved? Who knows, he didn't right now but he felt great. Then the overwhelming coldness filled him, the sheer sense of panic filling him. in his head he felt surges of ki, was someone invading his mind, he didn't know but he knew he could not stop it. "we've waited a long time for this plato." He had heard this voice before, "No..i killed you." He turned his head slightly seeing one of the many kashvarr he had slain on konats. Soon more kashvarr appeared and some konstian like Aristole who worked for the kashvarr when he killed him. "Join us...in hell..." They all said together as the head of the ground reached out to grasp plato. Then the coldness and numbness disspeared as he bolted up his eyes opening as he swung out almost cloaking etoru though he stopped inches from the boys face his breathing heighten from the short encounter. "Why am i alive...." He looked down at etoru was he healing him "Why did you save me..." He said in confusion but also a shred of pain.
from the skys above a gray cloud of smoke soared down from the clouds before entering plato once more he closing his eyes as he felt more pain shoot through him, though it was not physical, mental...why couldn't the beast just die? It seemed every time it was defeated it came back, it was something that created anger within the man but now was not the time to let his rage over come in and try and kill somebody, he had been defeated and spared once more.He could sense the kid wanted something, he was not going to say no "Ask away, what do you want and sorry for almost hitting you guess it was a reflex." He strached the back of his head before letting out a large sigh as he could hear the captain apporch as he looked up, he was going to take him, to meet...Premier Vi Poi. He looked with some exictment at the same though he did have a tingle of fear, what would his fate be, was it better if he ran? no.....he knew what he had to do deep down. His eyes locked with the destroyed section of the city, if he had never summoned his monster, this damage would not been caused, but he'd be dead...was that perhaps better.
"Alright Captain i'll come with you, i am not gonna try and fight you, we can go but i need to answer the boys question first, i think it a little more urgent then meeting my fate..." He said with complete bluntness as he stood back up, "I know i've seen you before too...." He swirled his finger looking at Nova, "Somewhere but i can't put my finger on it...it does not matter,i am glad you defeated me, if no one came more people would of died." He said hanging his head down with some shame as he was focused on dealing with the saiyan toma and the two other females saiyans about to duke it out. "The city has suffered enough damage, if you got someone to deal with take it outside, I've caused enough damage, are you going to come here to just bicker and fight eachother, i thought you all came to save the city, now your all gonna fight eachother." He waved his hand. "Look, the only here who is does not want to murder a single soul, is The blob, i don't think were setting a good standard for your people if your all start fighting eachother when the whole point in coming here was to stop me." He straightened himself up looking at every single person one by one, before letting out a large sigh, hopefully he would not fall on dept ears, maybe someone would listen to him and stop the fighting, and the madness maybe...this time he could stop the battle.
His mind drifted quickly to konats were walker and presto outright ignored him with the sayian Articho trying to take the body of Arias. The kid wanted to know something about konats, he heard the words somewhat, while he was out..though it was only then when he pieced them together....was someone there his friend...it could not been arias and carva since he told him already what happened to them. "they were 4 other people on konats who were fighting, a man named walker, a majin named presto, some old doctor with pet robots on his toe and a saiyan i don't though all of them i guess probley should of killed me back on konats, since they all seem to hate me for trying to not speak ill of the dead, then again arias and carva were crazy." He with a shrug. "So which one do you need to know about." He said, hopefully he could tell they were all right...but he was not sure about that saiyan and doctor guy. The doctor could of been killed, maybe walker just had enough but the saiyans....with his arugement over the body of Arias could he of attacked presto. Presto and walker seemed quite close, maybe he attacked him who knows...if he had no returned by now...then....he could of been dead.
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Post by Toma on Aug 20, 2016 1:36:51 GMT
Super Saiyan Toma Noxa was smart. She backed off and began to ran out of the city, and for that, Toma was grateful. No more death today -- not theirs, at least. He turned to Zucceta when she spoke about his change of heart, and he stared at her, speaking rather bluntly. "He is no longer a threat. There is no reason to kill him now -- The city is safe." He said, thinking back on his past. Mercy had gotten his ass bit more than once.
Turning to Captain Nova, Toma stared at the man, his features softening some. He wasn't afraid, of course. Not at his power level. The Super Saiyan looked over the human, before speaking once more. "If you really cannot tell the difference between a warning and a threat, you seriously need to rethink how you do this whole hero bit. She was in no danger -- not from me, at least. I had no intentions of killing her. It was for her own good that she realize just how dangerous it was for her to be here. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've a family matter to attend. I ask that you stay out of it."
And with that, Toma would vanish once more, before appearing between Raima and Radasha, looking down at the girl who was charging her attack. A Ki barrier would appear around Raima, without Toma having moved so much as a finger. Such was his mastery of Ki. "Calm down." Toma would say, looking the girl in the eyes. "I will not allow you to lay a finger on my mother. And you won't break that barrier alone."
That was just a guess on Toma's part. But he was fairly confident that with his Super Saiyan strength, his barrier would prove far too stable for any blast she could conjour. "I won't let you out of there until you calm down. So power down." His voice was softer, gentler, now. He smiled. "Please. Let us talk. That is all I ask."
| Toma has appeared between Raima and Radasha, bubbling Raima in with a Ki Barrier. 1/3 KP.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 21, 2016 13:59:43 GMT
Z-TV: BREAKING NEWS
The blonde newscaster reacts to the footage with a mixture of genuine wide-eyed fear and professional spin gears whirring in her mind.
"A small child has l-l-lodged himself in the terror queen's hair! Where is the army? Where is KAOS? We need to get the Premier on the line!"
"Hmm... is that... it is! The Captain of Justice, Nova! Perhaps he has come to put an end to this heinous saiyan plot? And... oh my~!" She blushes, swooning slightly with the increase in musculature from Mclendon's new transformation. "I hope the Captain knows what's he doing... I'd quite like go to dinner, er, with him!"
When Radasha arrived, the newscaster gulps. "Another terrorist, er, invader has arrived to the rapidly escalating scene! A golden-haired saiya-jin woman not unlike the queen herself! Could this be the start of another saiyan invasion, one wonders?! Oh look, another, perhaps priming to enter the devastating Oozaru state!!" She hisses as Raima arrives on the scene, clad in her own battle armour.
"What's this?! The girl has fired a blast at the person generating the monster! Could this resolve the issue?... Damn, he's still standing! Oh no, the monster is retaliating with a blast of his own!" The chopper shakes from the intensity of the monster's breath, but the camera witnesses Zucceta intercepting the blast and knocking it straight up into space. "What's this? The regent of death has now intercepted attacks towards AND from the monster?! And after speaking to Earth's hero, Nova?!"
The newscaster is silent for a moment, before a wry smile came to her face. "Perhaps the Captain has made her fix the problem she created! That would be an amusing anecdote I'm certain he would love to share--and look, there he goes! While the child who clung to Queen Zucceta's hair is now putting out the flames, Captain Nova punched the raging demon into space! Wow! I hope it doesn't hit any satellites!"
"The man who generated the beast has collapsed, folks--and what's this? The girl seems to be going in for the kill-! Ah, prevented by the warrior whom... attacked the man in the first place. Perhaps he's defecting from the saiyan team?"
"Now the boy is... doing something to the fallen man. It seems like... can we get a zoom in..?.. Is he healing him?
The saiyan regent stares at the child with a subdued amusement, then arches an eyebrow as an interesting aura flows from his body into Plato's. It didn't feel like the child's natural ki, but in reality it didn't particularly interest Zucceta that much. No doubt it would come to be understood sooner or later. In her experience, she never had to do much work to find out the information that sated her curiosity, which was fairly useful for the narrative--if a bit underwhelming.
She glances at Nova and offers him a smile, one thst didn't quite reach her eyes. "You didn't do so bad yourself, Nova. I'll see if I get the chance to come by." She watches as Nova reprimands Toma for his behaviour, before the saiyan flies off to stop some confrontation between his relatives.
Finally, she raises her eyes to the air. The media chopper was still circling, even after the rapid displays of violence. She emits a light groan.
"Okay, I think I need to get out of here." She turns to Etoru and raises her voice. "Kid. You know as well as I do that we're using the Dragon Balls to bring back your loved ones. If, however, you still desire to kill me, then follow me out of the city. You'll get your chance."
And, finally, she looks to Toma. "And I'll be seeing you later."
With that, she hops into the air and accelerates skywards. She rushes past the helicopter, deliberately zooming past the camera, two middle fingers raised and a wolfish grin on her face. She swears she can hear the shriek of a newscaster some miles away.
[Attempting to leave thread. If Etoru, etc, pursues, I'd rather start a split thread. Pl pls.]
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Post by Azguard on Aug 22, 2016 13:33:30 GMT
Power Level: 11,500
Word Count: 615
“You two, stay away from the villain,” announced the voice of one Captain Nova as he approached the fallen Konatsian. Such words were clearly addressed towards the boy and the blob, drawing Azguard’s eyes – all three of them – towards the sparkling superhero. At this distance, a better look at the man in question was enabled, and the malleable medic wasted no time in making a quick visual analysis of the flamboyant fighter. He was clearly of human descent, sharing none of the abnormalities of others that the Bio-Android had so far encountered – no horns like Tekuma, no tail like many of the others who stood and hovered about at present.
‘What is this Blue Banner Army?’ Azguard quizzed:
‘Why would they want to put him in custard?’
One couldn’t blame the blue blob from mishearing what the Captain had said amidst the commotion; the tailed ones certainly seemed to have a passion for yelling at each other. Even so, it wanted to know more about this mysterious cosmic crusader and – were it not encumbered by its current patient – it would have quickly bobbed along to make its curiosity clear. Instead, it had to make do with an awkward ‘walk’ across the street in the wake of the spandex-clad sir.
Time for a vitals check!
So far, subtle corrections of the wounded civilian’s body had gone according to plan. Further blood loss had been interrupted as the translucent Plasm formed a strict network of unseen bandages around his injuries, allowing the nascent panacea to protect him from inevitable repercussions for at least a little while longer. His heartbeat was slow and steady, his breathing turned deep and rhythmic. Despite holding the man in effective stasis, Azguard still felt a little awkward about the event. What was this sensation? Helplessness? It reminded itself of what Tekuma had said about the Makyo Star – it was an ‘allergy’ possessed by all Demons that could not be cured.
By the time the Bio-Android caught up with Nova, he had already dissipated and dispatched a possible conflict between one of the golden-haired individuals and stranger company. Indeed, so effective was this man’s presence that the unknown girl soon thanked him and took off – a pillar of magenta that soared towards the broken clouds before darting off at an angle. That, Azguard noted, was definitely Ki. It also raised a curious question: Why did they not glow like that when flying?
Deciding not to dwell upon such mundane questions when more important processes were in effect, the amorphous entity finally caught up to the focus of its greatest wonderment. Captain Nova was indeed quite the spectacle, and the organic ambulance could not help but stare with childish fascination. Not that anyone could really tell – its eyes weren’t exactly capable of dilation and constriction as normal sapient eyes were. That and it did not have a proper mouth to gape with. Instead, it opted into a brief and telepathic announcement of: ‘Ooooo!’
Before long, yet another of the brilliant blondes had taken flight, abandoning the scene after calling out something about Dragon Balls. Why were the so many factors being introduced just now? More importantly, why was the pallid one standing up again!? Had it not been captivated by the Captain, the cellular slime might have scolded Plato for exerting himself after illness and injury, but the naïve nature of Azguard could only focus on so much at once. Speaking of focus…
‘Excuse me, Mister Captain Nova,’ it said to try and catch the gentleman’s eye. ‘Azguard needs to take this man to a hospital – could Mister Captain Nova point them in the right direction? Also, who is Nova? And is Nova healthy…?’
Current KP: 3/3
Normal order has been resumed.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 24, 2016 6:34:48 GMT
Etoru's eyes narrowed as his frustration grew even more as time went by. He couldn't afford to lose his only source of information on Articho's whereabouts. But a voice echoed from behind him. Etoru turned his head over his shoulders, his relatively thin pupils piercing it. With this demon energy seeping through, he was a little bit more...antsy. "What are you staring at..." He snarled. "I'm not doing anything!" The boy resumed to heal him, still unknown to the fact that he actually was healing him. In an instant, the Konatsians fist shot up and stop inches away from his face. Etoru however, simply glared at his pale knuckles, not flinching a bit. Normally this would of caused Etoru to freak out, but he was still a bit under the influence of the Wolf Spirit, despite its presence being very minor.
When Plato thanked him for saving him, Etoru didn't really put much thought into it, nor did he care. All he wanted was answers. But it wasn't long until the captain's voice was heard, ordering Azguard and Etoru to step away from Plato. Etoru stood up and turned to face him. The boy's eyes narrowed at Nova. "I don't care what you do with him, I just want to find out where my friend is. So until then, YOU step away...!" With that, the boy stuck his tongue out stubbornly before turning back to the former king. He, in fact, had similar intentions, and began to speak about what happened at Konats, or well, who he MET on Konats. Which didn't help at ALL! If he knew what Etoru needed why didn't he just speak! "ugh! T-The Saiyan! Who was he? Was his name Articho?! H-How'd he look! What happened just tell me what happened you doof!" And it wasn't before long until Zucceta was ready to make her leave. Which left Etoru with two choices...stay and find out information that may or may not be useful in finding Articho...or finally killing that retched queen.
Etoru stood up, his back facing her. He slowly turned around, an ominous shadow hiding his eyes. "Yeah...I know what we're using the dragon balls for..." The wind whistled by, brushing his golden locks of hair a bit. "But that can all be done without you." His aura flared slightly as he clenched his fists. The moment he's been waiting for has finally arrived. He was going to kill Queen Zucceta. He was going to make sure of that. Etoru hovered slowly, his teal eyes watching Zucceta soar away. His aura swirled around him before he shot out into the sky, trailing after the queen.
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Attempting Thread exit; Following Queen Zucceta.
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Aug 26, 2016 15:32:42 GMT
Nicolas sighed as the girl managed to dart off and the man backed off. It had been quite the day and he didn't want to get into a fistfight with a super saiyan if he couldn't help it. He walked over to the Konatsian as he pulled out a capsule from his utility belt. "I appreciate your willingness to cooperate, I'll be sure to let the Premier know about this." He simply said to Plato as he pressed a button on the top of the cylinder device. With a click and a poof a pair of metal rings would appear in the Captain's gloved hands. "If anything, I hope you can use this time to reflect on the error of your ways. With power like yours you could be a true hero one day. I hope I get to see that..." He said offering the alien warrior a genuine smile briefly before snapping on the bangles unto his wrists. He then pulled out a small remote from his belt and pressed a button on it. With an audible hum the former king's wrists would suddenly snap together as an incredibly strong magnetic force bound him. He then glanced to the blob now, seeing as it had approached him and all with...A person inside it. If his eyes were visible then his shock would have been evident but he shook it off upon noticing that the creature seemed to be like some sort of living healing pod. "A-amazing...Well! Er...Haha..." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. He cleared his throat. "I am me (I guess,) I'm fine, and I can give you a ride on my ship and drop you off, it'll be faster." He said to the blob. with a nod of his hand. As if on cue, his ship would lower down and the door opened. The Crimson Synthetic would poke her head out and look around timidly before settling her gaze on the Captain. "O-Oh! You got him!" She said smiling widely before sticking her head back in. "I'll plot a course! You really were great today Captain!" She called out. "I'm ready whenever you are!" "Alright, lets load up everyone and get out of this circus." Captain Nova said before looking back to the grouping of saiyans. He frowned a bit, remembering Toma's 'advice' and felt he should get the last word in. "Oi! 'Hero' Take care of your family business outside the city. The people here are shaken enough as is. We don't need another brawl breaking out." He said with a frown. "If you can't take the citizen's into account then you should stay out of the hero business yourself." With that he'd turn with a dramatic flick of his cape and corral Plato into the ship. If Azguard chose to accept his offer he'd help it and it's patient aboard before taking off. First to the hospital, then beyond.
Attempted Thread Exit.
Taking Plato
Offered Azguard a ride.
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Post by Radasha on Aug 27, 2016 23:17:06 GMT
People seemed to be leaving now. Zucceta, Etoru, and most of the others. The scene seemed to be quieting down....well it might have if Raima hadn't grown two extra arms and began threatening to blast Radasha. The older Saiyan raised a brow at the girl. "You realize that's probably not going to do much right?" she asked. It didn't matter much anyway when Toma bubbled her up in a barrier, causing Radasha to look over at him. "That isn't necessary...I appreciate the concern but you could save it for someone who actually poses a threat to me.....No offense." she added turning back to Raima, smiling slightly.
As she heard Raima speak, she wished the bastard had been still alive so she could have a go at him. "I don't really see what I could gain from using you. What was Gurea using you for...?" she asked, eyes narrowing a bit at the multiple thoughts. She felt anger boiling up, her hair beginning to rise a bit before she pushed it down. She didn't need to transform and give the Earthlings more things to worry about. They probably already associate the color Gold with the destruction of most of North Capitol and the Invasion. She eyed the news chopper as she spoke to Raima: "Well I could find a picture of my sister so you could see the resemblance as proof of me being your aunt. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree in Saiyan culture...Hell Toma look just about like his father."
She knelt down and looked up at Raima. "I can tell you that neither me nor Toma mean you any harm. I mean I might give you a light thwap if you were to blast me in the face, like this-" she said, reaching over to lightly smack Toma in the side of the knee. It might cause him to reflexively jerk his leg but it wouldn't really hurt if it connected. She'd just give a grin regardless of his reaction, not having looked away from Raima. "But I wouldn't BEAT YOU like he did. Shit, form the sounds of it, you could use someone like me or Toma to train with rather than that asshole. I know Saiyans get stronger after being beaten to near death but it's not really a viable training method...." she said, sighing. "I should take you with me next time I go visit my sister...She'd probably die from shock....though I hope not really." she added, giggling.
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Post by Raima on Aug 30, 2016 4:30:22 GMT
She continued charging as everyone else started to finish their businesses here. Raima's fury for the old bastard were so strong that she was blocking out the people leaving the scene in a hurry, a fury so blinding that it took away her basic reasoning for a short while. She didn't trust this woman who claimed to be related to her in some way, and with a childhood of being mistreated and beaten up for a whole year, Raima thought she could now have a normal kind of life now that manipulative relatives were out of her life. Now seeing someone come out of nowhere and try to put the metaphorical relationship chains around Raima, just like that Gurea did. The very thought disgusted her, of being in that same position once more. Before she could do anything further, an energy bubble encapsulated her. Losing her focus for a slight second, she turned her head in order to figure out who the wiseguy was that did it. It was apparently the only male saiyan here, who had appeared in Raima's general vicinity, and he did not appreciate the fact that Raima was about to attack the saiyan woman. Before having the chance to ask what his deal was, he explained himself by saying that he didn't want Raima to attack... His mother?! Now this was getting to a point where it seemed far fetched, as this family was getting larger and larger by the second. An aunt, a cousin, and a mother as well. Next thing they'd say is that she had yet another cousin, or a sibling or two. He would then offer for all of them to talk if Raima calmed down herself, which was slowly becoming the best choice right now. And it all depended on what this aunt was about to say. Funny enough, this Radasha gave some words to Toma concerning about the barrier being unnecessary as Raima wasn't a threat to her. Slouching a little with a slight grimace on her face, just as she said no offense, it was obvious that it was still a bit of a sting to her pride. Then her supposed aunt brought up the using bit she said, to which Raima shrugged and said with a slightly irritated tone, not liking to talk about her piece of crap father at all, "I dunno, probably use me to get status and fame by raising a warrior? He became less and less of a father as I grew, which made me wonder why he kept me around in the first place."Radasha offered to show the resemblances between her sister and Raima, which would prove the relation between the two of them. Then in a way to show their non-aggression towards Raima, Radasha would say that the most she would do would smack the saiyan guy, who had the name of Toma, on the knee. A smile forming on the face of the Lima Bean Saiyan, which grew into a full blown smile as she mentioned on how she wished her sister wouldn't have a heart attack upon seeing the long lost daughter. With an exhale, Raima decided that she should just give in for now, and plan for if things turn out very horribly. With the energy beams in her hands, she smashes all the ki balls together, unleashing her Chili Cannon inside of the barrier, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to destroy it or pierce it or anything. She just wanted to shoot it off rather than let all that built up energy go to waste. The Ki blast collided with the barrier, filling it up with smoke and ki residue from the impact. Letting the residue fade away, she would say in defeat, "Fine. I apologize if I came off as standoffish or rude, but family is not a thing I can trust easily anymore. I'll go along with you and see this supposed mother of mine Radasha."
[UP2] Chili Cannon used, not calculating ki because it's gonna fail against the barrier no matter what. KP = 1/3
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Post by Plato on Aug 30, 2016 5:16:44 GMT
Plato looked up at the boy as mentioned the saiyans name his eyes narrowing "Yes i meet a man named Articho on Konats....kid.." He looked into Etoru eyes, could he tell him what he thought happened to his friend. What if he was wrong, what if Articho was alive but why would he not back on earth yet? That majin and him were arguing and Walker seem to be the protector of Articho and unless that android was holding back a huge amount Artichio could not of been killed. There was only one person on konats that could of killed the saiyan, he knew it deep down...but did he? Did walker kill him that what lingered on his mind as the boy stared at him? “Assuming you have not sensed him...then my only conclusion is either he is still on konats or he died, I was forced to flee after I basically got called the worst piece of shit in the universe, good times." he said new found rage. That damn tree, who was he to come around and decided who was the trash and who was not. Where did he get such a privilege and better yet why was he so strong? Questions for later the kid needed a straight answer.
He sighed but before he spoke the queen flew off Etoru saying some words, the kids carefree attitude disappearing, well it was already gone but....He seem bloodthirsty. The queen must of done something and the kid was involved. He was aware of Kannasaa and how it was swallowed by the tree of might perhaps the kid knew someone who died? But it was an aroscian world; maybe the kid had a friend who was an arosican? Perhaps, but the kid was flying fast and he didn't get the chance to speak before he was far out of sight the blinding gold aura a speck in the sky. He slammed his two fingers on his head as he began to form his telepathy. But, should he tell him....he was already going into what he assumed was a reckless battle, he could die. He reached out to the golden image in the sky though his hand felt stiff. He narrowed his gaze, they was very few people that could instill this sort of fear into him, The kashvarr, Walker....and a child. He grunted in dismay, this kid....was so powerful but so young, whoever had trained him must of released a monster. He did not want to make this situation any worse, whatever power this kid had, he didn't want to add onto it. He still went through with his telepathic message "I am not sure what happened to your friend but if you ask walker, he should be able to tell you, he was on konats." He said before pulling his fingers back.
He turned towards Nova as he spoke to him, Plato raised one arm covering his eyes. He felt a surge of sadness, Could be a hero one day, he always thought he was one before. But today had straightened him, he knew that was not sure but what got to him, was compared to other who had meet him those who bashed him, this man was willing to see the shimmer of light. Plato wiped away the tears coming from his eyes though some streams stills went down his face. He put his arms down as the cuffs pulled his arms together. He looked surprised trying to pull his arms away from eachother with no success, "Well that is surprising i thought you use the cuffs the other humans i seen use, this uh...." He looked away, he didn't want to admit there was not way he could not even pull his arms apart, it was a shame for all of his buster about being strong and defending his people, he was defeated by a pair of cuffs. As Nova corralled him to the ship he nodded as he followed but he looked at Nova, "I don't know about the boy Etoru nor his chances agiasnt the queen but one things is certain, i think i just meet the most dangerous person in the universe, and i am not talking about the queen." He said with a foreboding tone...the boy Etoru, he could be a threat to the universe of his power was not checked. Plato turned looking into the sky, if the day came,the boy became a bloodthirsty monster like carva, he feared what could happen to not sure earth but the whole galxey, a kid who already had enough power to become a super saiyan..and the strength to at least stand up to the queen of a saiyan race....the thought of him using that power for evil scarred....scarred him badly.
*Attempting to Exit i will take powerlevel for this de*
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Post by Plato on Sept 2, 2016 21:36:07 GMT
(It has been 4 days not sure if this where to post it but i think it is more then capable we can skip toma.)
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Post by Toma on Sept 3, 2016 2:34:37 GMT
Toma simply watched as the blast slammed against his barrier, paying no mind to Nova or his words. However, he was rather annoyed at Zucceta simply leaving with Etoru. He was less of a threat than that mere child? He really did need to train harder and longer in his sessions, apperently. Once Raima had powered down, Toma powered down as well. His hair fell back into its normal place, his power fading. His golden hair returned to its jet black color, his eyes reverting as well, and the barrier was dissipated.
"Very well." Toma spoke, glad to know she had come to her senses. "If you wish to talk further, please, meet me at my home. I'm sure my wife would be happy to meet you. We live in the southern islands. Mother here-" Toma began, patting his mom on the back "- knows where I live. I need to go get something to eat, so I'll be leaving." Toma would continue as he rose into the air.
His blue aura surrounded him, and he began shooting off towards the south.
-Exit thread attempt-
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Post by Azguard on Sept 3, 2016 9:36:00 GMT
Power Level: 11,500
Word Count: 436
The man known as Captain Nova was quick to respond, offering the likes of Azguard and its semi-conscious patient – the likes of whom had now been identified as one of the policemen caught up in the incident – a ride to their desired destination. A hasty transferal to the Accident & Emergency Department of Satan City’s hospital would secure the man’s life, though it did not sate the Bio-Android’s appetite for curiosities. By this point in its life, bacteria and viruses and other microscopic parasites seemed a mundane and daily routine. As interesting as new specimens were to consume and adapt, it had found greater fascination in those of larger scale.
‘Thank you Mister Captain Nova,’ Azguard replied.
Three little eyes focused upon the descending vehicle – a strange craft the likes of which the nascent panacea had never once laid eyes upon. Sure, the world was chock full of craft of various sizes and capabilities, from terrestrial freight vehicles to lighter and more manoeuvrable aerial wagons. Though it may have functioned similarly, this awesome automobile was a far cry from the norms. Had it been designed with engineering in mind, Azguard could well have thrown a fangirlish fit over such a marvel of machinery, but then it also would not have been so deeply involved.
With a little assistance from the Captain himself, the amorphous entity and its suspended patient soon boarded the vehicle, allowing the remainder of what was happened to slip by without a second thought. Only once safely stowed within the vessel’s interior could it think about the trials and tribulations of what had proven to be a hectic day. Indeed, had Azguard not been drawn in by the bright flashes of Ki and carnage, then it never would have become involved. Even if its presence – compared to that of the rest – was minimal, it could not help but feel as if it had accomplished something greater. A step had been taken towards its end goal.
“If you can't take the citizen's into account,” Nova had said to Toma:
“Then you should stay out of the hero business yourself.”
‘Hero business,’ Azguard recited. Was that what Captain Nova was? A hero? Lacking the archetypal understandings of spandex-suited superheroes, this was quite frankly the azure entity’s first encounter with such a concept as heroism, unknowingly having performed at least one act of such a thing. Maybe – just maybe – the path of the ‘Hero’ was one which it needed to walk down, too? Quietly, tending to the vitals and regulations of the invalid within as best as it could, the medicinal marvel mused about childlike fantasies…
Attempting Thread Exit; PL Please!
Azguard (336699)
Zucceta (dfb200)
Etoru (d84500)
Captain Nova (060e6d)
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