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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2016 9:09:15 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 6,766 [-75% Power Level Drop Due to Heavy Weights]
"They say dreams are made from misery, there where are they fulfilled?"
These words rang through Namorel's mind as he looked over the horizon, his eyes not really scanning any particular instance in the distance, but rather longing for purpose. The lack of identity had bugged him since the death of his father; In reality he lost interest in living after that moment and had been floating like a log at sea, going when and where the tides pulled him. Bringing him to this blue orb in a system light years from Namek, since his arrival much had happened... but what did any of this mean? This dichotomy of being nagged at the namekian's very core. It was uncharacteristic for a namekian in Namorel's eyes, he was born a warriors... he was supposed to be good, wasn't he?
"Perhaps through chaos I can find my way."
The namekian said as he stood on the skyscraper, looking down on the people and the world below. Flaring up his ki to the furthest extent he could, he could see the green aura picking up around his body and uttering like a fire. He could hear the world around him as the chaos of human living below, however this was not the monotonous chaos Namorel seeked; As a warrior he sought to attract a challenge to himself. While he waited, his cape would flutter in the air, the wind licking at his stronger here than on the ground below as his turban sat gently on his head with no alterations to its position by the wind shoving its way past the namekian. As he stood there in though... awaiting someone to seek his energy... if anyone, he thought back to the events that had occurred since his arrival; meeting all of the interesting characters he had so far, everything from a bio android to a human or even whatever Shemha was, it was all so varying. Yet everything that had occurred, be it in the positive, or the negative; he couldn't find purpose in some of it... He had developed the start of a career with Noxa's help, and yet he was a warrior; at the same time Celmaru and Ayumu were showing him the ways of a warrior, but could they every truly get to him like another namekian would be capable of? As it all range in his mind he closed his eyes to take a long and exaggerated breath, letting it all out in a rapid sigh. Where had he made the mistake to lose his hope... his dreams?
KP: 3/3[No Techniques used]
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Post by Gekido on Sept 11, 2016 6:52:01 GMT
Gekido had been walking around for some time, just trying to remember what he was looking for, i mean he had a reason to come to earth, but as of now he was at a complete lost about it, he just blanked out. Being a late night, in a large city only meant one thing though, getting really drunk and probley getting into some bar fights. The usually affair for the heran but something had been catching his eyes that night, something that made him excited, an aura. While Gekido could not sense ki nor did he have a scouter (those things always seem to be wrong his opponent always stronger then what the scouters said, a piece of junk.) But, he could see the aura all right, on top of a large building, a smile forming on his face, "I bet he is looking for a fight, perhaps i'll in indulge him see how strong he is." He cracked his knuckles, the question was how he was going to get up there.
Gekido went into the building which Namorel was onto of he going to the elevator. 2 men already stood in the elevator an awkward slince filling the elevator . The two men were business suit as Gekido starred at the elevator door they moving there collar Gekido looking at the two men, "Hello how are you two today." The two men reminded slinet as Gekido hit the side of the elevator causing it to shake "oh...uh...good." One of the men said sweat dripping from his face Gekido nodded "Mine is good too." Gekido waited for the elevator to open, he really didn't want to hang out with them. When the Elevator finally opened on the top floor he walking out of the elevator. He then took the small set of stairs walking to the top of the building getting behind Namorel.
"Your the one who is flaring your ki, what you think i can't see that." The heran said cracking his knuckles, "What are you looking for, huh a challenge cause i'll take the bait i love a good fight." Gekido slowly apporch Namorel, he was unsure about how strong this man was but he didn't care, it would be a fun fight, something exlirtating he had that feeling, this man had a soul of confidants. He waited though, perhaps he was wrong if he was maybe they could have a good talk over something to drink. Either way tonight was going to be a good night.
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Post by Tabu on Sept 11, 2016 12:39:47 GMT
The swishes of the air currents made their own sweet sound, almost musical to Tabu's ears. Since his arrival on Earth a couple of hours ago, he had been scouring the nearby area for any sign of civilization. It seems like his search was at an end however, as he had finally spotted a Earthling city on the horizon.
Landing softly just outside the city limits, he would walk calmly towards the heart of the city, noting all the different kinds of people as he went. Tabu's village had a population of 20 warrior caste Nameks, so he really wasn't used to seeing so much variety among individuals. A flash of fire, a dark room with demons cackling inside, the feeling of pure power, of PURE RAGE! The vision ended as Tabu stumbled into a back alley, clutching his skull. What was that? He had been receiving these sensations ever since he had left Namek, and he had no idea why.
Shaking his head, the Namekian would depress the side of his scouter, almost looking for a fight. He quickly detected two readings, 3000 and 6766. He shot through the air towards the readings, and arrived shortly before Gekido did. He would cross his arms and stare at the Namekian residing on the rooftop, surprised to see another Namekian but not saying anything to Namorel or Gekido.
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Post by EGG on Sept 12, 2016 5:40:36 GMT
[Thread PL: 36,453] [HEAVY WEIGHTS ACTIVATED] [Current PL: 9,113]
HOW MANY TIMES!? How many times will Egg return to this city in such a short period of time. The small pink and blue saibaman could have went to any other city, even the South Capitol which is much closer to his own home. However, for some ungodly reason, he always wound up returning to the West Capitol. Hell, this time around, he flew to the West Capitol for absolutely no reason. Not because of a TV show he saw on the broadcast system, not because of an emergency or crisis in dire need of a hero, not even to get a tasty treat to eat. No, the only reason he returned to the West Capitol is because he was not paying any attention at all where he was going as he flew. He was just flying around, just for the sake of flying around, exploring the world and seeing how fast he can fly.
The pink and blue saibaman had reached the border of the city, when he felt someone's energy flare up a bit. It was something worth researching, as it felt like quite a significant power level at the moment. It wasn't large enough to cause destruction to the city, but it was worth investigating, so the navy-blue caped saibaman flew in towards the group of people that was starting to amass together. As he flew closer, he observed the group and noticed the people gathering, making sure to take mental notes of them.
The first two he couldn't help but notice the green skinned people who looked similar to him in some way, but were taller, less veiny looking, much more approachable, and wore clothing. Maybe they looked a lot like him because of how they were both bald? Egg can't figure out the exact reasoning for this line of logic.
However, the next person in this group was a blue skinned person with orange hair, who apparently was happy with the prospect of a good fight. The mention of having a nice fight was really enticing to EGG as well, but then a thought came across his mind. All of them were above a city right now, and having a fight at this moment would be among the dumbest thing that would happen right now. Waving his arms left and right, he would shout at them, "Me interest in spar as well. It help me come strong too. But if fight you want, not here. Bring outside of city or else if combat is your goal."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 12:51:00 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 6,766 [-75% Heavy Weight Reduction]
The air on top of the buildings in West City was vastly cleaner than that of the lower portions of the city. The rampant flow of his ki, like a green fire coming off of his skin was flickering as he unleashed his energy, letting his power apparent to everyone who would take notice in it. At first he would wait for a moment, hope beginning to be lost, until a voice called from behind him, requesting a spar. He knew that turning that offer down would be a laughable and he needed to accept the challenge as a warrior, without his scouter in hand however he had no idea as to how powerful this opponent would be, he was betting either with in his range with the weights on, or vastly more powerful than him in one way or another. Either way a fight was a fight. Before he could answer however another voice arose, this one prompting for them to clear of the city before fighting. Namorel couldn't disagree with the voice in that regard. He had no idea as to what species either of the voices belonged to, but his curiosity was trampled by his desire to spar.
"Follow me, I know a place."
The namekian would gesture for the two to follow him outside West city to a clearing, the grass was rather low and they were far enough from the city itself to keep people away from the scene, while alos maintaining a wise enough space for all three of them to fight effectively. Namorel considered removing his weights for the fight, but decided to leave them on until he was pushed to the point of having to remove them. He would land, turning to wait for the others as he arrived.
KP: 3/3[No Techniques used]
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Post by Gekido on Sept 17, 2016 21:39:05 GMT
Gekido starred as the namakian flew off heading towards a safer area the Heran grunting with annoyance as he could not fly. He leaped racing from building to building heading towards the location that the namakian had chosen, of course it was not if he had not noticed the saibaman but he paid no attention to that thing...not yet, saibaman were jokes, he was not going to have trouble but the namakian, they were quite strong he had to been at his best. Which, he was, He landed near the namakian narrowing his gaze. He sat there waiting for the saibaman to arrive, a small smile plastered on his face.
(sorry for the small post just want to keep this moving didn't have too many ideas.)
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
Zeni: 1,247
Tag: @vipoi
Posts: 2,833 
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Post by Vi-Poi on Nov 27, 2016 0:13:02 GMT
EGG @namorel PM me with this link and what u want and I'll grade it. Gekido I know you want Zeni.
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
Zeni: 1,247
Tag: @vipoi
Posts: 2,833
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Post by Vi-Poi on Nov 27, 2016 4:26:39 GMT
Gekido 529 WC & 555 Zeni! 555 + 975 = 1530 EGG 421 WC & 973 PL! 43247 + 973 = 44220 Adding!
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Entirely Ed
Moderator
The Egg Has Risen
PL: Several Raging Hornet's Nests
Zeni: Some Honey Nut Cheerios
Shoki: Cicada Shells & Dreams
Tag: @ed
OOC Name: Ed
Posts: 310
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Post by Entirely Ed on Dec 3, 2016 12:07:27 GMT
@namorel , your PL gains are 1378
OLD PL: 51,498
NEW PL: 52,876
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