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Post by Jormungandr on Oct 28, 2016 17:15:46 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 5,674
GAIN BONUSES: Medium Weights (+50% to PL gains)
OOC NOTES: hope this'll do. It's just what my character would most likely be doing.
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The violet-scaled fiend strolled the streets of West Capitol, weighted garments hidden beneath her flowing, jet-black robes. She was beginning to grow somewhat used to their weight, but they still bothered her. She disliked feeling weak and slow, and that was exactly how the heavy clothing made her feel. She forced herself to wear them, though, knowing she needed to be stronger. The stronger she was, the better she could protect Capper, the little saiyan engineer who had come to be the most important person in her life. The little guy was weak, and constantly getting into trouble. She would put a stop to that. She would protect him, she vowed. But first, she needed to be stronger. |
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Post by Harumaki on Oct 29, 2016 14:07:11 GMT
[Thread PL: 4.000]
It was midday in the megalopolis, located in the twenty-eighth district, West Capitol. The rays of light that showered from the blue ocean above brought to clarity the hustle and bustle of a living, breathing city on the planet Earth. Each individual focused on the task they were determined to complete day, stopping at nothing to finish what they started. Adults made their way to work, while children went to the training center for careers known as school, and the youngest of the flock lived in total bliss of the world around them.
The structures that littered the city all came in unique shapes and builds. Each one having some ownership to the heavens above. The tops of many that could not be seen, hiding silently in the billows of cotton that cast down their cooling shadows. Among these steel giants one stood with massive twin satellite dishes that pointed in the the cardinal directions North and South. They each had a firm grasp on the top of the tower, moving radio signals throughout the West's surrounding areas.
So this is West City...eh? Harumaki, a nineteen year old martial arts student of the Kuro-Ken Style said in a mellow voice. He grabbed a handful of his thick, chocolate hued dreads, and tied them together forming a messy pony tail. Manipulating his ki, he hovered a few centimeters into the warm, afternoon air and looked at the vast canvas of colors before him. I have to say not too shabby, for a city that is. The chestnut skinned teenager said as he smirked and his eyes continue to sweep the surface below, looking at all the different individuals who inhabited the vast city.
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Post by Jormungandr on Oct 30, 2016 14:56:00 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 5,674
GAIN BONUSES: Medium Weights (+50% to PL gains)
OOC NOTES: sorry about how long it took me to post.
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Jormungandr sighed, leaning against the wall of a hotel. "ugh...... I'd be fine with wearing these things if there were anything I could do to take my mind off of them!" she complained. She swept her eyes over her surroundings, grumbling to herself all the while, then did a double take as she noticed someone floating high up, watching the city's citizens go about their lives. "maybe talking to them will be interesting" she mused aloud, stepping away from the building. She took flight, ignoring the surprised shouts of the people who had been next to her. Her flight path wobbled a bit as she struggled once more to accustom herself to moving with the weights, as she had never flown with them on before. After a moment, she steadied herself, and as she approached the figure she had seen from the ground, she called out a greeting. "hey! bit lonely up here, ain't it?" |
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Post by Hazerru on Oct 30, 2016 16:43:35 GMT
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To much of his surprise, Hazerru found himself having travelled across half the globe already. Aaaall the way from East Capitol to West Capitol. Was the world really that small compared to how big it looked as a kid? Eh, not that it mattered. The boy was exhausted anyway, both physically and mentally. Truth be told the two cities didn't even look that different from eachother. Hazerru probably wouldn't be staying here all too long, maybe just to restock on a few things. The absentminded thoughts he had were cut off briefly by a terrible, cliché growling in his stomach. Hazerru sighed before sitting down on a wooden bench. After setting his somewhat oversized backpack on the floor he took out a small lunch box. In it were two leftover slices of apple pie a generous farmer gave to him after he stayed there for a couple of days. While he really really didn't like apples whatsoever, he was too lazy to go and find a store. Reluctantly he munched down on the slices, the sugar and cinnamon making it a little more bearable. His eyes dragged over the crowds of people lazily, most didn't look out of the ordinary or worth making fun of inside his head...Then again. One particular...THING stood out from the crowd. Literally. As in, flew up. Was that...Purple? The boy narrowed his eyes, took off his glasses to rub them, and looked again just to make sure. And yep, that was DEFINITELY a purple snake thing. 'Nope. Steering clear of that.' He thought to himself. Out of curiosity's sake though, he continued to eye them from where he sat.
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