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Post by Callion on Nov 28, 2016 17:50:50 GMT
Satan City. A fresh start. Callion, gym bag slung over his shoulder looked around as he strolled down on a sidewalk. He kept bumping into people, not really paying attention to where he was going. He was too wrapped up in what happened with that woman in the Bamboo Forest. He had almost killed her on some foolish whim, and then he just...left her there bleeding. Callion sighed in disgust at himself as he continued on. Every now and again, Callion would stop moping and look around. The tall displays of architectural prowess, the plethora of denizens all of varying races and backgrounds. Callion's hair was flat against his head, kept there by copious amounts of gel. He hunched a bit as he walked, wanting to look as meek as possible. His new pair of black spectacles dropped down the bridge of his nose every so often, before he pushed them back up again with his right pointer. His tail was pressed against his right leg, hidden beneath a very baggy pair of sweatpants. His red shirt, tight against his muscled upper body, betrayed just how strong the young man really was. Wandering aimlessly through the city, Callion kept replaying the scene over and over again in his mind. His eyes heating up, and then the woman bleeding and squirming on the ground before him. Another sigh. What's wrong with me?Callion eventually found himself sitting on a bench in what looked to be a local park. The sight of others playing happily or just chatting with smiles on their faces made Callion's guilt ease a little. Well, at least I didn't ruin anyone else's day. Just... her's. Another sigh. Callion needed a friend right now. That much was plain on his frowning face.
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Post by Hazerru on Nov 28, 2016 18:59:27 GMT
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It's been a while since Hazerru dragged himself to the streets of this city again. When he did, though, they usually resulted in the best days of his life. While he really grew up near the East Capitol, he's always seen Satan City as his true home...Even if that wasn't actually the case. There was just so much to do and see here! The people were great, too, they really knew how to have fun. Especially on the weekend, like now! There was a reason that Hazerru chose to come here on a Saturday, of course. The weekend meant that all the students were going out clubbing and partying, exactly what Hazerru was planning on doing today.
While it seemed silly to go to a club completely alone, it really wasn't all that bad. After a few drinks you'll be making friends left and right, which has proven true for him time and time again. Right now though, it was still barely noon...Kind of too early. Luckily, Hazerru had been planning ahead on what to do in the meantime. First, he'd go to visit his favorite café for a good breakfast, after he'd go hit the gym and get some much-needed training in. Hopefully by then it'd be late enough for the clubs to get nice and lively.
Speaking of training...With every step Hazerru took, he felt like he was dragging 15 obese people behind his back, with one sitting in his neck. Recently, the boy had purchased a set of weighted clothing designed for Ki-Fighters like him. They were costly as hell, and would never be able to be lifted from the ground by an ordinary person. Hazerru figured that the investment was worth the price, though. He'd often forget to do his daily training, and with these babies...Going to the bathroom to take a piss would be a workout too!
Something was bugging him though, too much for him to be annoyed by his ridiculously heavy body...Energy. A ridiculously powerful something was close, Hazerru felt its presence clearly, becoming closer with every step he took. It definitely didn't have a grim feel to it though, yet it still made him curious. An energy that was stronger than his was definitely worth mentioning.
As Hazerru kept moving forward, many uninteresting faces passed by as the energy got closer and closer. Finally, he felt it literally brush past him, Hazerru immediately noticing the figure's extremely slick hairstyle.
...Wait. He seemed...Familiar.
Hazerru paused in his tracks, audibly gasping as he finally linked it all together. ''No fucking way-!'' Hazeru exclaimed in shock as he gazed over his shoulder, a pleasant smile forming on his face. He'd dash through the crowd of people in an excited manner, quickly tapping the slick-haired figure on the shoulder.
Figuring he'd turn around, Hazerru shot a hand into the air as a friendly smile formed on his face. ''Callion! It's me, from the jungle! Remember?'' ...And now to hope he approached the right person and not some random stranger...
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Post by Freid Nietzo on Nov 29, 2016 17:34:47 GMT
[ Thread PL: 24,237 | Heavy Weights on, reduced PL: 6,059 ]
Freid took a deep breath, having parked his ship outside of Satan City. Ever since arriving on Earth, he had spent most of his time getting the ship back into working order - the Epoch had taken him here alright, but the first inter-stellar flight had revealed multiple flaws with a few arcane energy routes in the generator - not to mention the slightly scorched armor plating from re-entry. Now, the spaceship was sparkling and shining as if it had just rolled off of a production line, despite being completely self-built! Looking upon his spaceship from above, floating in the air through magic, Freid smiled brightly.
Earth really was an amazing planet, and now he'd finally have the chance to meet some of the locals. Floating back down, the young man took out a box from his pack, and opened multiple locks on it - revealing an ominous amulet inside. Taking it into his hands, he felt nothing - but as he closed the clip around his neck, a sudden, incredible drain fell over him, as the amulet restricted his energy and physical abilities alike, nearly knocking him onto the floor as if he were now wearing multiple tons of weight! Putting the now empty box away and tucking the amulet under his shirt, Freid closed the door to the Epoch and took off into the sky, still flying shakily. It was time to explore Satan City!
Sweat pearls formed on Freid's forehead as he flew through the sky above Satan City. He still wasn't used to something interfering with his magic - of course not, he had only just attached the limiter that was supposed to help him grow. His strained expression was mostly hidden from the people on the ground... Till he suddenly felt an incredible amount of energy from the park below him! Looking down in complete surprise, Freid suddenly lost focus on his Air Step magic - and suddenly, gravity came back with a vengeance, causing him to plummet down like a stone. "C-c-crap! Careful below!" shouting towards the two who just so happened to also be the sources of the higher energy, Freid desperately tried to get his spell to work again - but it fizzled away, and all he could do is close his eyes and wait for impact. This was gonna hurt.
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Post by Callion on Nov 29, 2016 18:51:10 GMT
Callion let out another sigh. Life was being more and more difficult as of late. Reaching into his gym bag by his side, he would pull out a bottle of water. The black blade of his sword could be seen reflecting sunlight, though most of the Earthlings passing by who spared a glance just assumed it was a phone. Uncapping the bottle, Callion would take a long drink, chugging half of the bottle down with a sigh when he was done.
The highlight of recent times was that outing to the Bamboo Forest that resulted in a giant monster bathing him in red fire, and hope of a new friendship.
Callion's mind lingered on that human he had met. Hazerru was his name. He was a very nice man and seemed okay with Callion being a Saiyan. Which was astonishing seeing as even Callion wasn't okay with being a Saiyan! The young warrior was starting to realize that perhaps he needed more friends. Or any at all, really. All of this sulking wasn't healthy for his mental state. Confiding in someone would be the right course of action, but Callion had no one. His mind recalled the face of Hazerru again. The moment when he had handed the Human back his glasses, and the handshake they shared. A grin came across Callion's face again as he thought of the memory. Then Callion's smile disappeared.
I should put it out of my mind. What are the chances that I would even see him again? He is better off not seeing me anyway.
Callion's sulking was interrupted by a familiar voice vocalizing an expletive, and then calling out to him. He felt a quick tap on the shoulder. Looking up with curious eyes, Callion saw the very man he was thinking about.
"Hazerru?" Callion said, standing up to get a better angle on the man. Once he stood straight, he easily verified that it was indeed the human from the jungle incident. His melancholy slowly faded away as the joy of seeing a pleasant old acquaintance set in.
"Oh my goodness! Um. Hello!" Callion called out sticking up his right hand and giving him a wave. Moving toward him, Callion would stand a few feet away from him, before holding out a hand to shake.
"It is very nice seeing you agai-" Callion had begun before the sound of someone shouting caught his ears. Taking a second to ascertain the source of the sound, Callion leaned his head back and stared into the sky. What he saw caused a great deal of confusion. A man seemed to be falling out of the sky and based on his trajectory would soon crash into him and his new friend.
Powering up a white aura, Callion's gelled hair returned to its Saiyan state, as he rocketed off of the ground, and toward the falling man. Reaching him with ease, Callion reached out his arms and grabbed the man, holding him in a bridal style position. The force of catching the man caused his altitude to dip a bit, but he quickly righted himself.
Slowly descending back to the ground, Callion continued to hold onto the man. Once his feet were firmly planted back into their place in front of Hazerru, Callion would put the man down to the side of him, before looking back at his old acquaintance.
"It is very nice to see you again!" Callion said with the same expression as if nothing had just happened.
"How have you been?"
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Post by Hazerru on Nov 29, 2016 23:48:08 GMT
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Speechless at the almost impossible odds that he ran into Callion again out of nowhere, Hazerru seemed like an excited teenager that got to see his friends again after Summer Break. Hazerru cracked a friendly, inviting smile as he stuck a hand down his pocket. He lifted his other arm with a fair amount of difficulty due to the weights, aiming to slap Callion's hand as a more casual greeting. ''Same to you p-...Eh?'' Before he could even reach the slick-haired Saiyan, though, Hazerru heard a fair amount of scared screams mechanical noises behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, humming questioningly. Immediately upon noticing what was happening, his eyes narrowed in a way that basically said ''Why always me?''. Before Hazerru could muster up enough mental energy to care enough for him to actually stop the spacecraft, he felt an incredible gust of air hit him from the side. Uncovering his eyes from the blast of wind, he saw the Saiyan dressed in red already way ahead of him, taking care of it like it was nothing.
He looked on in a slightly braindead, confused manner as Callion casually lowered himself to the ground, holding the stranger. Hands stuck in his pockets, Hazerru took a few steps forward, blinking occasionaly in complete silence. Seriously, why was it that all this weird shit ONLY happened around Hazerru? Was he just some sort of magnet for ridiculous bullshit? Hazerru nodded faintly in response to Callion's repetition of what he said, eyes curiously shifting toward the random stranger. Who was...? Eh, whatever. ''Uh- oh!'' Hazerru's eyes darted upwards, meeting Callion's again with a laid-back hint to them. ''Sorry, just...Random spaceship. Pret-ty distracting, you know?'' He paused for a moment, eyes glancing toward the stranger once more and back to the barely-saved spaceship he was using. ''Anyway, good to see you're still holding up. Didn't expect to run into you here, honestly.'' Hazerru's tone was extremely casual and friendly, shrugging off the weird crash-landing like it was a daily business as well. With all of the weird shit he saw on a daily basis, this actually WAS somewhat normal to him.
His eyes once again moved downwards toward the strange person that almost rudely crashed into the two, a slightly concerned expression on his face. ''You, uh...You alright there?'' His tone was slightly soft and uncertain, a single eyebrow raised up in question.
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Post by Freid Nietzo on Dec 1, 2016 12:48:51 GMT
The impact he was expecting didn't come - instead, one of the two strangers actually grabbed him out of mid-air and got him to the ground safely! Freid took a deep breath after he was sat down on the ground, too grateful to really feel embarrassed. "Thanks a bunch..." With his pulse still racing, Freid took hold of the amulet under his clothes, clutching it in his hand through them. The dark stone was still absorbing energy just as always, no real change, but damn that had been somewhat scary. "Still getting used to the weight this thing puts out - lost control of my flight up there..." explaining his rather sudden descent, Freid bowed his head to the two strangers he almost smashed into.
Random spaceship...? Looking up, Freid scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassed. "Oh yeah, that was me in the Epoch. I landed it outside of the city over there." Pointing in the direction behind him, Freid wondered if he had flown too close to the ground. He had no idea if Earth had any rules about that, Tekuma hadn't told him. Really she had not told him anything at all after beating the crap out of him and they landed on this planet, and after THAT trainwreck of a training session, he had no real desire to ever see her again.
"I arrived on Earth only a little while ago - sorry for dropping in on you two so suddenly."
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Post by Callion on Dec 2, 2016 23:43:35 GMT
Callion continued to smile at Hazerru, happy to see the person who was the closest thing he had to a friend.
"What brings you to this fine city, Mister Hazerru?" Callion asked, taking note of the space ship as the man he had saved had pointed it out. Looking over to it, Callion nodded in respect. It was a fine looking vessel, and Callion appreciated fine craftsmanship. He looked down at the man who had fallen out of the sky and heard his explanation fro why he had done so. Callion nodded in understanding, having been in a similar situation.
"When I was younger, I fell out of the sky all the time. I got the hang of it when I was six, but every now and again I'll stumble. Nothing to be upset or ashamed of." Callion gave the man a friendly smile. Callion had never reassured someone before, and kind of liked the feel of it. Making other people feel better was a new experience for him, and he hoped he was doing a good job of it.
As the man had explained that he had only been on the planet for a little while, Callion nodded in sympathy.
"Same here," the young warrior said, not even bothering to try and hide the fact that he was an alien. Since Hazerru was already aware, even if this man would react with violence, Callion had the belief that his human acquaintance would assist him in the fight.
"I have been on this planet for...um...I am not entirely sure. My memory is a little fuzzy." With a smile, Callion offered the man a hand to help him stand up. If he did so, he would pull on the man's arm with appropriate force, and use his other hand to help him up.
Callion would then offer the man a handshake and say, "My name is Callion. Nice to meet you."
After he helped the man up Callion would pat him on the back, and look back to Hazerru.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 9, 2017 3:38:46 GMT
Callion 1217 WC & 1406 Z. 1869 + 1406 = 3,275 Freid Nietzo when you come back repost this thread link on the T2G with what you would like, and be sure to explain that Callion has already been graded.
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