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Post by Toma on Nov 9, 2016 14:34:52 GMT
TOMA THE HEROToma nodded as he continued to think about his sister. He'd fought her, once. He lost miserably, of course. Even with the power of the Super Saiyan flowing through his veins, she had proven far too strong for him. She flaunted her power in his face -- typical of a Saiyan, but his mother had scolded her for it. Quite funny, really.
He supposed he must've gotten his kindness from his mother. It was a strange thought, really. How that despite everything, even with his being weaker than his sister in terms of pure strength, his mother had still been willing to support him and care for him -- once she found him again.
Though on that same token... she also showed him off around Vegeta when she realized he was a Super Saiyan. Two sides of the same coin, he supposed. Having both your children be Super Saiyans was no small feat on Vegeta.
"Indeed." He said, after finishing the rest of his food. "She is a gifted warrior, one of the strongest I've ever met. And while she and I may but heads occasionally, it's still nice to see her when I get the time."
Though he supposed that was natural, given siblings. Plus being the eldest meant he was able to get his way most of the time, despite being weaker. It was always fun to mess with her a little.
"Right, Training." Toma spoke, standing. "Well, I'll take you to my home. I live on a small island on the southern side of the planet, in the middle of the ocean. Out there, we've as much space as we need to train without wreaking anything. Sound good?"
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Rabiko
Newcomer
PL: 38,869
Hidden Potential (x4)
Zeni: 250
Tag: @rabiko
Posts: 45
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Post by Rabiko on Nov 10, 2016 10:38:39 GMT
- Thread PL: 11,301
- KP: 3/3
- Active Effects: --
- Environmental Status: Daytime (Full Moon)
Toma
Rabiko’s eyes narrowed at mention of the man’s oceanic abode. It didn’t make much sense for his sort of personality to reside in such a remote area-- he was very much the “hero”, and being so far removed from the world’s various societies would mean that his response time would be less than ideal. Sure, the Earth in her “home dimension” was advanced enough to allow for long range transmissions… but you had to be actively looking for them for their purpose to be fulfilled. Unless, was it also possible that Toma had an expansive(and reliable) information network- contacts that would reach out to him if trouble was on the horizon? The thought of having such resources at her disposal was enough to make the young girl salivate, though that equally could have been caused by the delivery of fresh meats to the buffet. She quickly found her mind becoming distracted by the scent of the freshly grilled flesh, forcing her to dedicate a high level of focus to simply remaining engaged in the conversation. Her stomach was already brimming with food and she didn’t need to eat anymore-- or so she told herself. She finally bobbed her head enthusiastically toward her teacher.
“Yes, let’s get out there, then! I’m anxious to start training and to see what kind of fighting style you have… and I’m fearful for my health if I stay here much longer. I’m afraid that I’m gunna freakin’ explode if I shovel any more meat into my mouth, but by the Queen do I want to!” She patted her stomach to punctuate her point, even as she was peeling herself slowly out of her chair.
“And don’t worry, Master Toma-- if I ever get stronger than you, I’ll definitely help you beat your sister!” she stuck her tongue out at him and pranced toward the building’s exit. Well-- ‘prance’ may have been what she imagined that she was doing, but it was more akin to an excited waddle; she truly had eaten more than her fill.
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Post by Fleece on Nov 15, 2016 18:05:30 GMT
Rabiko you gain 18,869pl! 20,000+18,869=38,869 Toma you gain 11,398pl! 139,350+11,398=150,748 (weights will now only work at 25% of their effective value)
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