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Post by Brassica on Sept 26, 2016 19:52:43 GMT
Brassica raised a slight eyebrow at the appearance of this General Mayze as the stronger male Saiyan called him. She gave a shrug at his interference with the little bout, before slightly scoffing at the now middle power male's comment towards the pink haired girl that had just arrived. "I'd watch your tone male." she called over to him, a slight smirk on her features. "Two out of three of the girls in this room right now can kick your ass if you're that desperate for a fight. Including the girl you just barked at." the short-haired Saiyaness informed him before looking towards the general. "Assuming the General permitted it of course that is." she said, a respectful nod towards Mayze following up soon after.
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Post by Mayze on Oct 3, 2016 23:34:35 GMT
Mayze didn’t bother to turn towards the newcomer. He merely rolled his eyes at her comments. Naive girl.
The saiyan general cocked his head at the saiyan male, amused by his spiteful words towards Vocado, “Hmph, he has no need for me to fight his battles. I’d rather just not see the throne room in ruins and doused with your blood. Now run off before you get hurt.”
Upon hearing the stronger saiyan female address him, Mayze turned to face her. A cold stare on his face, he replied, “Not in this room. If you’re really eager for a fight, use the gravity chamber. Maybe you’ll actually get stronger that way.”
OOC: Sorry the late and short post. Some stuff came up that has now been settled.
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Post by Vocado on Oct 12, 2016 11:11:53 GMT
It seemed that even through all that had just happened, the upstart Rubega couldn't resist making a quip when he found the moment to. The Guard Captain knew what this lesser Saiyan was up to. He was trying to get a rise out of Vocado; try to make him lash out again, but this time in front of the General. Vocado smirked, walking a few paces away from Mazye as he spoke to the low-class soldier. "You are mistaken, trash. If it weren't for the General, you'd be in some serious pain. Broken bones, scarred tail, perhaps a few missing limbs for good measure." Though Mayze might not have been needed to deal with Rubega, Brassica was a slightly different story. She taunted the Guard Captain, explaining that both her and the strange bounty hunter could easily mop the floor with him. Vocado chuckled dryly, his eyes lingering on her as he responded. "Spare me your bravado-charged comments, please. You might have a slightly higher Power Level, but I can tell just by looking at you that you've got the tactical mindset of a ball of dirt." As the bickering slowly continued, Mayze interjected as well, suggesting that any fighting be done in the Gravity Chamber. Perhaps that wasn't such a terrible idea in the long run. Maybe taking this ragtag lot over there would accomplish something. The Captain considered suggesting this, but decided against it. He'd heard enough quips from Rubega and Brassica to last a lifetime. Any more and he might tear his own ears off.
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Post by Rubega on Oct 13, 2016 14:37:33 GMT
Rubega’s jaw seized shut as the General spoke. Keeping his arms down by his side, the young Saiyan’s hands involuntarily clenched as the older Saiyan continued to pick him apart, to disrespect him. He didn’t even notice the blood that started to drip from them as his eyes narrowed in on the two men in front of him; Vocado and Mayze.
Unfortunately, the onyx haired Saiyan’s comments didn’t strike home as well as he’d thought. He was certain that Vocado would react to them and do something stupid. Judging by their interaction so far, it was certainly a reaction which would be enforced by the older Saiyan’s personality. However, it seemed as though Rubega was wrong. Instead of blowing up like he thought, the older Saiyan kept a cool bravado as he stepped away from the General.
Perhaps he was wrong about Vocado after all. Maybe there was more to the man than he originally thought.
Rubega’s curiosity was quickly replaced with fury though as the older Saiyan began speaking again. He was definitely used to being called trash. He’d heard the word come out of his father’s mouth enough during his childhood. In fact, this Vocado person reminded him a lot of his father. He carried himself with the same sense of invincibility, revelled in the power he had over others, especially him. It made the young Saiyan’s blood boil.
It was only when something dripped onto his boot that he realised just how tightly his hands were clenched by his side. His blood. Shifting his gaze from the blood on his boot towards Vocado as he addressed one of the spectators in the room, Rubega realised that he had a decision to make.
He could give into his anger of being dismissed as a mere insect and attack the older man while he wasn’t watching, or he could let it go. If he were to attack, the General would no doubt involve himself again and the young Saiyan wasn’t sure if he would survive a second encounter with the General.
So in reality, there wasn’t a choice. If he wanted to survive, to live another day, he would need to let go of his anger and admit defeat. It was a concept that was foreign to him and burned him with shame, but it was better to live than to die. His father knew that all too well.
Finally unclenching his hands, the young Saiyan swallowed deeply before addressing the General, “You’re right, the throne room should be treated with more respect.” |
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 14, 2016 4:16:50 GMT
The snowy haired Saiyaness watched on as they bickered and threw verbal jabs at each other. If it wasn't fists, it was words all the same the target never really changed, they were always aiming to crush the others pride. Pride. It seemed to be a very important thing to the Saiyans, they cherished it, wore it like a sash and they also used it as one of their greatest weapons. Crush a mans pride, he loses the will to fight, disrespect a man's pride he flies into a blind rage and becomes easy prey. Remind him of his pride and suddenly he becomes an unstoppable force. Yes when it came to the Saiyan's, pride was very valuable and in more ways than one.
Despite the performance of the stronger Saiyans and the threats and warnings being issued by her accompanying bystanders, Lettucia's red eyes were focused on Rubega. Yes at the moment, it was his pride that was being wounded though his eyes didn't carry the look of a man that lost his will to fight. Nor did his body say otherwise, she noticed how tightly clenched his fist was, she saw the blood dripping down as he tightened his grip more in anger. She wondered if he would retaliate, he surely looked like he would even though that would be a foolish choice. She could see a dumb Saiyan doing that, but from what she could tell so far Rubega was smarter than the average monkey.
She watched the situation unfold, only to see him prove her right. Well, she supposed even an idiot wouldn't go against the General especially after he stopped your attack with one finger. However something that General said did have her attention though, and for the first time since the fight started she spoke up. "A public Gravity Chamber you say, where?" While she wasn't really in the mood to fight any of these lugs she didn't mind going for a good workout. It would most definitely help her to build her strength quickly if she trained under harsher gravity. She stepped forward out of the crowd that had gathered, making it known that it was she that had asked. She would need to be stronger to take on men like Rubega and Vocado, and even more so to go up against the General or the Queen. She wanted to surpass them, and show them a power that they themselves never realized. To prove to those foolish half minded saiyans living in the slums and the other hybrids roaming around that they were just as good as any pure blooded Saiyan if not stronger.
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Post by Brassica on Oct 17, 2016 0:07:01 GMT
Brassica smirked at the arrogant males comment about her. He thought she was only slightly stronger than him because of the weighted clothing she was wearing that was suppressing her power. Of course, males never thought that anything that looked like basic cloth could ever be heavy enough to act as a set of weights. It always amused her whenever a male underestimated her, especially one that knew nothing about her. When he questioned her tactical ability, Brassica chuckled a little. "Should be more than enough then to handle a brainless thug like you then." she retorted, cracking her knuckles in anticipation before looking back towards Mayze. "Where'd you say this gravity chamber was again? Think loudmouth over there could use a lesson or two about respecting others." she said, looking back towards Vocado with a smirk. "Unless he feels he's only fit to take on opponents that are three times weaker than himself." said the short haired Saiyan female, throwing down the proverbial gauntlet. Given what she'd seen and heard so far from this male, he wouldn't dare pass up the challenge she'd given him... his ego if nothing else would prevent it, never mind the whole Saiyan Pride thing he was practically oozing from his every pore. If nothing else, her kicking this man's arse would be cathartic by proxy for the guy he had been about to knock flat. There was also the possible advantage she held in terms of the gravity chamber itself. She'd trained herself up to three times Vegeta's gravity, and was prepared to take it to a fourth level... something she doubted this self-absorbed ego meat-sack of a Saiyan had contemplated or even achieved yet. Course she could be wrong, but Brassica doubted it. Males with egos like this one was showing off so far, they didn't tend to go looking for extraneous training like a gravity chamber. |
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Post by Mayze on Nov 22, 2016 22:19:27 GMT
I'll take PL.
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Post by Fleece on Nov 23, 2016 20:27:35 GMT
Vocado you gain 2,842z. 6,530+2,842= 9,372z Brassica you gain 1,474. 49,466+1,474= 50,940pl Rubega you gain 4,894pl. 4,894+7,000=11,894pl Lettucia you gain 2,446z. 2,446+884= 3,330z Mayze you gain 993pl. 191,042+993= 192,035pl
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