Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
Posts: 108
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Post by Greeve on Nov 18, 2016 17:41:34 GMT
Hell. It was only natural the revenant would end up here. After all, his main achievement in his short life had been to kill innocent civilians in a city, and then get killed off by its overzealous protectors. And King Yemma seemed so angry about it too. Why was that? After all, surely he would be annoyed with people dying, being revived, and dying again, right? Greeve wanted to make sure those people STAYED dead. Without death, demons like him would be out of a job, and Greeve would be out of an existence.
ell, greeve could worry about the future later. Right now, he had to focus on the here and now. The deceased demon's body was just a small, black cloud right now, a formless soul floating around amongst the other formless souls in this place. He knew that returning from death was possible, and for Greeve's work to continue, he would have to do just that (ironically enough). Of course, he simply couldn't return to the land of the living. Not yet. If he went back and just did the same thing over again, it would only get the same result. In order for him to make any progress, Greeve would have to get stronger. And if there was any better place to train, it would be in Hell, along with the worst the universe had to offer.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2016 4:30:04 GMT
Her body was gone, her life was in ruins, and the black cloud form that Denim had become now truly expressed the evil within her. She had gone out of her way to hurt people on planet Konats but as she descended down into Hell from the strange building she had been shepherded in and judged within she realized she had failed. Her goal had been to capture the place for the Arcosian Empire but in the process she'd died, her daughter Na had died, and she had been absorbed to become little more then someone's food. She felt weak and was quite tired of this feeling simply because like she had tried to tell some giant ogre creature in a blue suit, "You all gave us ki in this universe. Why is it that it can only seem to create things that destroy?"
It was a telling question and one that he had refused to answer or listen to her bull crap on. It peeved her off, especially since she was now unable to find her daughter who had apparently come from the future something she found hard to believe because the DNA samples were actually inconsistent she felt with the man she'd loved and her actual, newborn child. There was also her inconsistent facts about the future concerning her, her rather weak will to find she'd found, and Na's overall pleasant compared to her increasing unpleasantness. If Denim had eyebrows she would have furrowed them in rage and even thrown and tantrum to destroy some things here and there. Sadly, dying came without a body especially since hers was literally eaten and dissolved whole.
"...This is going to be boring as hell," she growled to herself as she floated in the middle of a grass field with no real intent in mind. She had no clue what she wanted to do going forward beyond getting her body back. Hopefully, someone would help her.
Thread Power Level: 49,516 PL
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Post by Plato on Nov 19, 2016 7:09:28 GMT
Powerlevel:110,269 With heavy weights:27,567
Plato sat on a rock looking down at the wastelands of hell. His green eyes were unblinking and unmoving he just looking at the ogre's which trotted along the land. He was going to be in the tournament of his life soon enough. The former king could feel the power all around, such depprison and evil, a calamity to be sure. The king rose to his feet his two swords strapped to his back as he flicked his hand his cape blowing in the wind as the ogre's on the ground near him scattered he leaping down with a thud. "It seems they didn't want my company." The king muttured to himself as he walked through the wasteland of hell peering in the sky which was in the area he was in was littered in massive jelly beans which covered the sky like small stars, he still questioned why in hell their was massive jelly beans but at this point he would not find an answers anyway so their was no point in exploring it.
He pressed his foot to the ground as he finally finished walking arriving at the area he wanted to be. The small two dark puff balls floating near one another, one of their ki felt oddly familiar, though it was quite weak at this time. They had not seem to began interacting but their were close to one another. Plato narrowed his gaze looking at one of he puff balls though most of their features had disspeared, the ki felt too familiar to not be someone he didn't know but whoever it was their ki was long forgotten to him, the person had been lost in his memory back the ki so familiar yet so different the faint traces of the ki he assumed it was nearly overshadowed by the vastly evolved ki. The second ki reeked of one thing death, not the were all dead type. Of course they were all dead but it seemed as if the soul itself was dead, filled with a void of anger like a black hole. Literally pulling itself apart through its own rage. He was supirsed such a self destructing ki could exist, it feed into itself, that how he could describe it best.
With these observation the king had got quite intrigued to check out the new comers to hell. He leaped down creating a large thud as he looked at both of the spirits waving at them, "You must be new arrivals, i am Plato king of konats i welcome you to hell, it is not as bad as one makes it out to be." He said holding his arms out as thunder crashed all around them gusts of wind picking up rocks and throwing them all around. Perhaps if their was any rain, he would change his mind their was none though, hell it seemed was a joke at least most of what he saw, their were parts that were dangerous but he would rarely go to those areas. He was not trying to get himself to be bleeped out of existence their was still so much he needed to do before he would permit himself to die. He wondered what they were going to do and say. They would have to see.
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Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
Posts: 108
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Post by Greeve on Nov 19, 2016 15:58:41 GMT
It seemed that Greeve would not be alone in Hell. Granted, with all the souls around, loneliness wasn't exactly a possibility, but in this case, there were souls that actually approached HIM. Two souls much more powerful than himself. The first was formless and dark, much like himself. The second actually had a physical body, a pale man with long white hair and wearing armour. The man introduced himself as Plato, king of Konats. An odd place for royalty to be. Greeve could guess that his death was due to him being overthrown. Afterall, righteous kings didn't get cast down from their thrones and wind up in Hell. Greeve did find himself curious about the other soul though. What was their story?
"A pleasure to meet you your majesty," Greeve replied, though should he really be referring to him as 'your majesty'? After all, it wasn't like he had a crown anymore, "Indeed, it isn't exactly like I imagined the ultimate destination for the wicked to be, but regardless, it is a place of death, and thus is perfectly fine to me." He cast his eyes (well, he would if he had any) over at the second soul, curious as to how she would respond, "I am Greeve." He may as well introduce himself. No reason to be rude.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2016 17:16:40 GMT
"King Plato, huh?" Denim stated now focusing the white haired warrior. "I remember you! It's me, Denim! You were getting a coronation done on Konats! I hate to say this, but your planet's being run by other people, but I guess you already know that. I went to capture it as part of my training for the Arcosian Empire, however, since I'm seemingly dead you can definitely say I failed too."
She would have laughed a little but she had no lips to do so. The place was so barren though that laughing didn't suit her right now. She focused on the demonic sounding entity near her and as he stated he was perfectly fine with the place and sighed. They were dead! How could he not be peeved or freaking out at the concept. She was wondering if there was something wrong with this "Greeve" despite his kind manners towards the king.
"Anyway, you all haven't seen a nice young lady down here by the name of Na or Silk have you? She's got a gray hair, is around my height, and has a Saiyan tail. And, well, she claims to be my future daughter. She's only sixteen though so I really feel I have to find her and explain things to her since I kind of threw her into her own death alongside me. I really want to find her though and leave this place with my body. I'm already starting to miss what it feels like to be alive." Denim wished she could cry tears to express her slight desperation but these people wouldn't care.They didn't sound like the types to.
She extended out her Ki Sensing finally, just to see how powerful they were, and was glad to note that the guy named Greeve who was a black cloud like her was going to be unable to beat her. King Plato though was a different story though. His power had somehow become twice her own and with that a definite threat to her. Luckily, both them were on good terms last she checked and so with that she felt safe near him as she began floating towards him. While she did she noticed there was another energy floating around Plato she could feel. She had no idea what it was but it felt much more lively and was starting to make her think of food. She didn't know it at the time but that was Shoki and if she could take it or be offered some of it by him she might be closer to getting her body back.
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Post by Plato on Nov 19, 2016 20:41:18 GMT
He nodded as greeve spoke, "Well yes, most of this hell is quite tame though their are parts that i've seen which would be more accurately described as hell." He muttured looking at the other soul who spoke calming she was denim his reaming calm, he knew who denim was they had meet on earth and now she was in hell? a turn of events to be sure a surprise at that, he was annoyed that she had gone to his homeworld to take it over but remained calm none the less, if she had a body though he would of made sure to crush her throat right then and their. He was done with people attempting to take over his home that why he was going to take it back and crush those who attempted to touch his home. "I know i elected a new king but new people, who are these leaders." He said looking at denim through a narrow gaze. He elected a new king to be sure but did she mean him or someone else. "And what does the aroscian empire want with konats." he muttured, he knew the emperor had he reunited the empire and begun his assent to universal power by an attempting take over his home, questions for later, he would have to inform Alistair but right now he was focused on learning what had occurred on his home while he was gone.
"Silk huh, i will look for her though i cannot say if i seen her, i have sources that can find her though, but you two seem to be needing bodies, i cannot get you any but i know what you need to get one." He Cracked his neck, "It is known as shoki it is a mystical currency of some sort which can be used to obtain a body i question why it exist but i guess king yemma is too lazy to fix an obvious loophole to freedom." he shrugged, he could of already left hell but he needed to gain more strength and help the devil knights before he could head into konats and liberate his people, "You both seem to be left without a purpose, you both have died and now what will you do, what are the goals when you return cause i can both offer you something, you two may need for your quests in revenge and that is power, i know people who would love new recruits, if you help them they can help you." he finished pivoting as he looked at the two. he was unsure what they would do and what they were seeking but more men for Alistair army would be helpful in his conquest, and if he gained their loyalty over Alistair, then two allies that could be used to defeat those two once konats had been saved. He was not stupid, if he helped them they may become threats later he would have to be ready to defeat any second or third attack, along with allies to kill walker and put an end to his organization, another thing he would have to put together when he returned, they would surly try and kill him and his new allies agian. "So greeve and Denim what do you seek after you return." He asked sitting back down on a small rock as he stared at them.
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Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
Posts: 108
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Post by Greeve on Nov 19, 2016 23:23:50 GMT
Greeve listened to the exchange between the one called Denim, and the former king. He had to admit, the girl was bold to reveal she had tried to conquer his planet after his death. Good thing she was already dead, and thus didn't have a body to be destroyed. Though he also found it hard to believe she even let her daughter die as well. With people so self destructive, it was amazing life remained in the universe.
Plato went on to talk about how the afterlife worked, that a currency called Shoki could be used to restore their bodies. Greeve couldn't help but be curious as to why he was being so helpful, until he mentioned a group looking for recruits. Ah, so that was the catch. A recruitment drive. He hung there in silence, listening to him go on. Quest for vengance? Greeve held no grudge against those who defeated him. Death was death after all. But Plato did speak the truth. He would need to find more power, and this group seemed to be a good place to start, even if their eventual goals would differ. "My goals are my own," Green replied to Plato's question, "But, perhaps we can work together to get what we both want." He highly doubted that was possible, but still, a resource was a resource.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2016 2:22:20 GMT
Denim bobbed up in down in fright and exasperation. She too was glad she didn't have a body for the way Plato gazed at her after she spoke spooked her. She did not want to get on his bad side but after the slight sense of anger she was feeling from him plus the way he was fishing for information it felt like she already was there. He spoke of wanting to give both of them goals or at least herar their own and had someone who could definitely recruit them, however, the other guy was very unwilling to share his desires. Therefore, she found it in her hear to share hers.
"Well, for one I do want my body back. The reason is because I feel I've been tricked. After I left planet Konats originally I ended up on some barren rock in the middle of space. There I met some kind of Saiyan android named Plaid. He impregnated me and after a number of adventures I gave birth to a newborn girl named Silk. She's still alive in the hands of another android named Tekuma who has a blue star on her robotic arm, anyway, before I did I was on another planet with green creatures called Namek and there I happened to run into my future daughter Silk while mingling with some of the planet's occupants. That said, her arrival was rather weird and she spoke of things about the future such as the fact I'd become a member of the Arcosian Empire." Denim explained.
"I pretty much was on the cusp of doing this, thanks to having a prior run-in with an Arcosian named Polara, before meeting my own child's future self. Yet to prove myself after Ploara helped me test the DNA of my bundle of joy. I figured I needed to do something drastic like capture a planet. That was a bad idea because the people that occupy Konats are tens of times stronger then me and one of them even ate me alive. Anyway, my future daughter did die then, but I want to get my present daughter back and her back so I can find their real father. I do not think Plaid is her father, even though he is listed in Arcosian archives, because that would be just too convenient and my future daughter is rather less inclined to kill or hurt people unless protecting me or in her Oozaru form."
This was Denim's story and she hoped they would believe her. It kind of sounded like a fairy tale but this is what she had to offer them for a goal. There were always, after all, many Saiyans to look at to determine her daughter's real father.
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Post by Plato on Nov 20, 2016 5:00:27 GMT
He looked at the demon as he spoke about his goals being his own he shrugging, "Alright then but i can tell you that you'll never be able to achieve them with your own strength, and i don't know what you want i suggest this to you because your aura makes me think of one thing alone, a black hole. A being with little purpose, some destroying itself from the inside kinda like myself." He said as he powered up slightly his aura seemed to be mixed if they could sense it with more then 1 being. On the one hand, his aura felt the same but a sharper darker and more powerful half raged from withen only ready to burst out and destroy the two warriors, though being puff balls it would be impossible to harm them. None the less he made his point clear. Like him he was a claminty though they were of two different kinds. He nodded as Denim spoke her story he looking somewhat sympathetic.
The silver haired warrior turned towards denim. "Tekuma!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he heard that name. Anger washed over his face, "That bitch, i got to question how she died seeing as she was one of Walker's Lap dogs." He grumbled, that girl almost killed Captain nova, and was as crazy as they came. She claimed that Plato had killed her parents but that was not true, he knew she had been manipulated by walker, it all made sense. He had pieced it together in his head, walker was working with the sse in secret that is why he didn't kill that queen. The bitch destroyed two planets yet when walker killed a race who had done nothing but attempt to kill his people and be forced to fight for his life, he was slain. It was simple as that, he would have to deal with those two at some point. For konats to be safe he had to destroy all threats with extreme prejudiced something he had not required yet. A stone cold gaze filled his eyes as he stared at denim. "So your have a daughter from the future, it would be possible, i'd believe though unlikely though i'm not worried about that, i can help you if you join me, their are people who can help you gain the strength, i will forget your actions on konats, if you join me but if not i tread carefully, i don't go lightly on those who threatened my planet no matter the reason." He put his hand on his hilt, he needed them and the devil knights could use more soldiers, Alistair would be most pleased by this outcome.
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Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
Posts: 108
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Post by Greeve on Nov 22, 2016 13:01:42 GMT
Greeve listened quietly to the girl, Denim's, story. It seemed quiet, what was the word? crazy. Being impregnated by an android? A daughter from the future? Seeking the conquer a planet in the name of the Arcosian Empire? It was almost hard to believe. But it didn't matter to the demon. Whatever reasons or motivations she had, she would end up just like everyone else.
Dead.
He barely listened to Plato going on about how he could never achieve his goals by himself. In the end though, he would have to. Who in their right mind would assist him if they knew? But then something caught his attention. Plato's ki flared up, revealing something else. Something darker, something terrible. A being that existed only to kill and destroy, just lurking beneath the mask of sanity and civility that Plato wore. If Greeve had a face, it would be smirking right now. This 'man' was nothing but a monster in disguise. Something Greeve could use with the proper manipulation.
"You keep speaking about these others, yet you've never really told us about them. I've already given my answer, so why don't you give us more information?" Greeve asked. The more he learned about this group, the more he had to work with in using them for his benefit.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2016 13:33:59 GMT
Denim sighed. They didn't believe her. It was the typical response, in fact, she felt quite sure that Plato got his facts on her past mixed up. At this time though he began radiating high levels of power and also offered them positions in his ally's army. It sounded like a good idea, but the strange black cloud next to her named Greeve was right to still question the king on getting more information on the group. Yet when all was said and done, even if he did present a nice offer, Denim did not want to join them with a whole heart. Her stint with the Arcosian Empire ended before it even began which meant that her own future daughter Silk had lied.
She was dead and so was her future daughter which meant that events that she spoke of were not going to pass ever in this universe. That left her with little chance to be anything but a alone, independent fighter out against the world. And that, that in itself made her question, "Should I join them? I bet they think I'm ludicrous." It was a quiet mutter to herself but then she too pipped up and stated so both could hear, "Why would you want us though? If you're a great organization smaller numbers is probably better simply because quality always beats quantity in anything. I'm stronger then I think our black cloud friend would be, however, you seem more than capable of handling two of me. If I were to join, besides finding my daughters, I don't have any goals either. I wouldn't be able to help you unless you want something else of me. Yet to do that both of us do need our bodies back so forking over a bit of Shoki is going to be quite helpful on that end."
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Post by Plato on Nov 23, 2016 1:41:39 GMT
He blinked as greeve asked about his allies he looking at him for a moment, "Well rather then me telling you about them how about i introduce them to you." He said, "I cannot do them justice, they are far more powerful and skilled then i am so meeting them they can answer any question you may have." He looked at Greeve, he needed to get them to approve, he wanted to manipulate them simple as that, he needed allies and devil knights needed them as well. If he could get them on his side and get them to be more loyal to him then Alistair then he would be in the spot he needed. He looked at Denim, "I can find your daughters and keep them safe that is what devil knights will do, a world of perfection." He was trying to apply to the woman who lost everything, of course the devil knights were not some band of heros, he was smarter then that and grevee the dark being he was probley new that as well, but a grieving mother looking for her children, someone that devil knights could control and make stronger. He put two fingers to his forehead telepathically calling Alistair and xylo, he keeping his voice low. "Hey this is plato if you two are not busy i'd like you to come join me if possible, i found 2 people in hell who i think you may want to meet, afterall your ranks need more people and i know, Alistair you been looking for strong people and while i can't feel their full strength i know one of them who was in life somewhat powerful, it my belief that it be beneficial for them to meet you for the possibly of adding them to your rank in order to make sieges such as the one on namak easier." He made sure that his telepathic call had no way of been interpreted or joined in by the other two, keeping his mental barriers strong he still could not trust them afterall. (sent a telepathically don't have to join the thread but if you could do something that would be nice so i can relay to them) Alaistair Lord Xylo
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Post by Alaistair on Nov 23, 2016 7:12:09 GMT
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Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
Posts: 108
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Post by Greeve on Nov 23, 2016 14:11:00 GMT
Greeve would have nodded had he had a head. He watched as Plato began to appeal to Denim's motherly instincts. Such connections didn't matter to Greeve, and if that dark energy that Plato had was any indication, he was beginning to quietly doubt the king's motives. A good way to get someone on your side was to appeal to their greatest interests. The demon doubted that Plato or any of his associates could do anything of the sort with him.
He hovered there in silence as Plato began to send a message to his associates. While he couldn't quite hear what was being said, he figured the pale konatsian was speaking about them. What else would he be doing? The formless demon simply watched the two, watching for Denim's reaction to the king's words. Would she be taken in? If she was foolish enough to try and conquer a planet in a hopeless invasion, then she just might be.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 17:50:56 GMT
"You... You would do that for me?" Denim questioned with a sense of hope in he voice. "I-um, I can't thank you enough for the offer, but if you want me to join your knights I'm rather weak. I barely top 49,000 power on any sort of device and my daughter barely topped 15,000 power at any time either. So... Well, I need to offer you something in return for this grand gesture." Denim explained.
She allowed the king to contact his boss while Greeve watched and contemplated what she could give them in return there were a few things she had in mind. There did seem to be a few things she could think of ranging from physical training possibly to simply bearing the future prospects of this group of knights. In her mind none of it sounded bad since she had given herself freely to a Saiyan to escape a planet and had gone and done much worse in her life in only nine short months.
"If you all would like to I have training facilities on a ship I own on Konats, sadly, to get to them I'm definitely going to have to revive somehow if that's even possible. I can train you all under the pressures of 50 times Earth's gravity, well, maybe not everyone since my ship only can house four people but it can help out a number of them. I also have training weights I'd be willing to give away to those that need them at any time. And, uh... You're all knights right? I doubt I'd be common place among you all being a woman so if we're taking over parts of the universe I guess I might as well offer up my body too to give way to an evil hierarchy or something like that. I've just been a boring reporter who has reported on the evils of everything from Saiyans to normal everyday human activities, and as I see it, I have no way of ever rejoining that society. Especially after learning from my own future daughter I'd become evil. So let's make a new one without manipulative robots or aliens where they can't make people do things with their brutal ki powers."
Greeve though was right in his assessment she was smart. Yet Denim was extremely gullible and naive. She could speak her way into getting what she wanted usually but not always fully understand what was being offered or told to her. This was her weakness.
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