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Post by Shemha on Dec 2, 2016 16:31:10 GMT
Thread PL – 676,304, Heavy Weights on, PL restrained to 169,076
Things were happening fast on this trip to Namek. The last time she visited the home world of the green men, each day seemed to tick by slowly. Honestly, it had been refreshing, the slow pace at which the days passed. Her experience had been a peaceful one, one of manual labor and casual conversation. That was not to say this visit was violent, but the events that unfolded within a single day of her arrival left the Majin confused and amazed all at the same time.
For starters, Queen Zucceta’s announcement to step down was a shock. From what Shemha knew of Saiyans and the Empire as a whole, it was rare for power to be relinquished to swiftly and so easily. On top of that Commander Habana was to be the new Queen. Although the Majin’s loyalty remained unshaken, despite small doubts in the past, she was unsure of what this meant for the Solar Saiyan Empire. Transitions in power didn’t always go smoothly and would Habana shift her goals now that she possessed absolute authority over the Empire? Only time would bring these answers, but that didn’t mean Shemha could easily dismiss the multiple possibilities that continue to crop up in her head.
Beyond the shift in power, another event filled her with even more confusion. Directed by Habana to check in on the Guru when she arrived, she in turn bore witness to the summoning of what could only be labeled as a dragon. What the glowing spheres had to do with the beast was a mystery to her. Unable to grasp the situation fully before she was pulled away to the more pressing matter of the new Queen, she now looked to try and get a handle on just what it was she witnessed.
Over the blue plains of Namek the Majin was a red streak as she made her way back towards the Guru’s village. Twenty four hours had passed since their initial meeting, if you could call it that. She did not know the Namekian’s schedule or current duties, but she hoped she might get lucky enough to find him and convince him to spare at least a few minutes of his time.
Namek was an ally of the Empire, yet authority was technically still separated between the two, one not ruling over the other. Even so, the Guru was a high ranking position amongst the people of Namek and one Shemha would pay the utmost respect. If he were not available or chose to simply dismissed her for her ignorance she would not object. How could she? She would never be rude enough to bother a man at his home and demand answers.
Ahead the familiar village came into view, the domed structures standing out against the rest of the landscape. As she drew close Shemha lowered her velocity, not wanting to look to be some sort of threat to any that didn’t know her. Signature held somewhat in check by her weights, she gently dropped from the sky to touch down at the edge of the village.
On foot she continued inward, arms tucked behind the small of her back. Several Namekians who were out and about in the middle of daily tasks, directed glances her way. A small nod went towards each of them for a respectful greeting as she strolled towards the Guru’s house…the same one a detonating Carva put a hole in the day before. That was yet another mystery; one she doubted would ever be answered. When she finally reached the door to the structure she paused and lifted her hand to gently knock.
”Guru? Do you have a moment to spare for an ally?”
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Post by Accordio on Dec 4, 2016 2:28:09 GMT
[Thread PL: 13,929]
It took half the day. HALF the stupid day just cleaning out the mess caused by the exploded saiyan. He was given the low-down on what happened while he was creating the Dragon Balls, where it seemed a saiyan android had arrived an quite literally exploded. It was only due to the fast actions of Lusca and Habana did a lot of the guards in the home of the Guru even survived in the first place. It was quite a sigh of relief to know that no one died, but everyone quite literally left a mess of blood, guts, and scrap metal splattered throughout the entire building. It smelt awful, like the entrails of another Namekian after they rotted for a day. The scent still lingered in the building, which is why Accordio opted to not fix the hole yet. It would only be when the putrid stench left the building would he fully fix his home.
For now, the newly appointed Guru stood on the tall, skinny plateau his new home stood upon, the shorty looking over the land he now once ruled. It was all his, a land and people he had to lead. Although he had always thought of having power of sorts, he was unable to comprehend the weight behind it all, brushing it off as things that he could toy with easily. But after the events of meeting the lovely Miss Habana, meeting the insufferable Gitar, and the people who shown up one by one as he created the Dragon Balls, he started to realize the true weight of what it meant to be a leader.
He was a leader, and he had to set a precedent. Although his heart was still troubled by the actions of the Earth Leader, he thought he was calm and well-mannered. Although the latter still proved true, there was till more of this world that he still had no idea about. Hell, the entire galaxy was still an unknown to him, and being in charge of an entire planets people meant he had to think about them. Many lives, all in his hands.
Creating the dragon balls, although hastily, still proved a wise decision in the mind of the young guru, as he came to the realization that most of the strongest warriors on this planet were not even namekian. It was a sad truth to behold, one that put a strain inside of his own mind, due to the fact that the current warriors paled in comparison to the majority of people he has already met. In every essence of the word, this planet would be utterly doomed if someone in a poor state of mind arrives and chooses to pull a Realigner Red 2.0. It was a calamity that the newly appointed Guru wished to avoid at all costs. And using one of the wishes to create the Ultimate Warrior is the only appropriate course of action.
Still standing on his plateau, focusing on locating one of his own Dragon balls, he would feel a presence heading towards him. Or rather, just notice this presence as he had been lost in his own thought for the past couple of minutes, not noticing as a feminine figure landed near his home. It was only moments before she spoke up that he noticed her existence, and a smile grew on his face as it was a familiar voice. Turning around he would face the red woman he met only a day ago, who only shown up just to chase off after Miss Habana. Hearing her words, he nodded.
"Anything for a friend of mine. And please, call me Accordio. It's just weird to call people by odd titles in my honest opinion... You know, I have not asked as we only met briefly. Who are you and, not as important, what are you? I hope my words do not cause offense, as I've never met people of your kind before miss."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 2:55:56 GMT
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Noxa’s arrival in Namek had literally just taken place. The moment the Old Man’s ship had touched down Noxa essentially kicked the door opened and blasted off into the ever-green sky. Even out in the whispy outer layer of the world’s atmosphere the redheaded virago was able to feel Shemha’s energy; the Majin had grown well since they last thought — there was no doubt about that.
That honestly embarrassed Noxa a tad; she had hardly done much more than immerse herself in television shows and whatever entertaining blog sites the internet had to offer. Noxa’s excuse, at least the one she tried selling to herself, was that she was building her own little corner in the human world — a shop. However, given the distinct lack of customers until very recently it was clear that her calling was certainly not as a business woman. Not that it was of a surprise; Noxa was built for survival in a hostile environment — her nature was vicious and pretatorial, and not in the way salesman way.
Still, here on Namek the amazon couldn’t help but feel a distinct serene sensation. This also shouldn’t have come as much of a surprise to the woman; after all she was fully aware that her behavior was a little biased around Namekians — her genetics causing her to feel a distinct sense of kinship and brotherhood towards them. An effect Noxa had already witnessed more than once, and always accepted it with open arms. After all, she was proud of her heritage; the stories she had heard of the Namekian people and their home world had always been distant, but enough to further instil a vicarious sense of wonder.
Being on Namek, even if it was tearing through the air at hypersonic speeds, clad in black and red robes which flung wildly in the wind, was still a deeply spiritual experience.
Soon, however, Noxa was able to spot who she was after — a pink Majin whose body flowed with the utmost elegance. In a matter of moments Noxa had landed, a powerful gust of air following her tail, causing her scarlet locks to whip about much like the long, red-linde rail of her black coattail.
“Shemha!” She exclaimed, once more moving at full speed, though this time it was a sidestep — moving besides her bubblegum friend. The Bio Android’s arms wrapped around Shmeha’s waist, raising the presumed mercenary into a rather tight, warm embrace. “It’s so good to see you again! I feel like it has been forever!”
Even for the eccentric, airheaded Noxa this was very cheerful behavior. The elation that coursed through the bombshell of a woman was, without a doubt, intensified by the gleeful bliss that simply being on Namek brought her.
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Post by Shemha on Dec 4, 2016 5:58:20 GMT
Shemha wasn’t sure how the Guru might greet her. In her book, the sudden departure hot on the heels of Habana the day before was rather rude. Usually one to stick to etiquette no matter what, she had found herself with what she felt was little options. If figured if anything, she would at least get a chance to apologize today. The casual and quickly informal greeting was one of the last things she expected from the Guru of planet Namek.
”I am honored that you would call me friend when our only tie is the allegiance between Namek and the Empire.” Shemha responded with a low bow, holding the bent position for a moment before she stood back up to look the Namekian in the eye.
”However, please let me first apologize for my sudden departure yesterday. There were pressing matters to attend to. As for who I am, my name is Shemha and as you are aware I am a loyal soldier of the Solar Saiyan Empire. What I am is a Majin, a creature of magical origin to put it simply. My kind are not that common in this Universe so I am used to people thinking me an oddity, no offense taken.” The Majin answered before a warm smile spread across her face. It was nice to talk with someone so willing to engage a stranger in conversation even though they barely knew them. Namek was quickly becoming her favorite planet simply for the fact its populace were general so easy to get along with.
About to continue as she had not been paying attention to much beyond the Guru and the immediate area, a familiar signature went unnoticed until it was nearly right on top of her. Hearing a voice she knew well, the red female was barely able to turn before her Noxa’s arms were around her. Only 5’6” and not exactly heavy, Shemha was up in the air as the red head wrapped her in the embrace. Equally happy to see the woman and forgetting she was in the presence of another for a moment, she returned the hug in full.
”It has! I wasn’t expecting you to arrive so quickly, but I am glad that you are here.” Shemha exclaimed with almost girlish excitement in her voice. Still up in the air her eyes widened she was quick to remember the green man who stood with her. Held aloft, she twisted slightly in Noxa’s arms to motion to Accordio.
”Noxa, this is the Guru I mentioned when we talked, his name is Accordio. Accordio, this is Noxa. She is a friend of mine from Earth.” Introductions made she would wait for them to exchange words before saying anything else, whether she was released from the other girls embrace or not.
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Post by Accordio on Dec 6, 2016 4:37:53 GMT
The young namekian strode over to the red woman as she started to feel elated about how the guru felt about her. Chuckling, he could only say, "Nonsense, bonds can be formed from the smallest of things my friend. The best reason for the bond is your closeness to Miss Habana, whom I am rather fond of. Friends of friends have more than enough permission to have their feet starting well in good relations with me."
Smiling rather warmly about that small thing he said, he continued to listen to the words escaping her lips absorbing each detail... And it was kind of a surprise to learn that she was a member of a rather rare species, one who seemed quite versatile due to having a magic-based origin. Nodding along, he would keep in mind that her name was Shemha, and also noting that apparently she left with Habana due to some important reason. A little curious about it, he opened his mouth but no words left his maw as he started to feel another life force approaching. One that was monstrous in size, sending a visible chill down the spine of the young guru.
And, from what felt like out of nowhere, a black and red thing appeared out of nowhere and wrapped her arms around Shemha. Eyes widening completely, Accordio widened his stance, holding his staff holding a fake dragon ball on it, aiming the tip of it directly at the intruder. He had no idea what to make from this grapple stance, even though the words that seemed to come out of this rather odd looking person's mouth seemed more than cordial.
He kept that stance until it seemed the Majin woman had recognized this person, greeting the person back in turn. Adjusting his posture to his normal stance, Accordio seemed to be more relaxed as this was a person who was good friends with the red woman. And the more the young guru could feel her life force, he could feel some very slight connection to the stranger, a very odd one that he could not place down due to just her feeling like her power was compacted.
And Accordio practically froze on the spot as Shemha said something that shocked him... This strange lady was from Earth. Oh god, why an Earthling. They were the scum who supported that Realigner Red person, making him their president... Seriously, who makes a genocidal maniac their leader unless that's what their entire race is based upon. Sure the saiyans were violent assholes, but that's genetics. That Realigner Red was a complete robot, who destroyed Namek on a whim. The fact that he was apparently made leader of Earth just burned his blood.
However, he decided he might as well give this person a fair shot as she was a friend of Shemha. So a friend of a friend of a friend should be given the fairest shot possible. Nodding in agreement with his own thought, he would say as calmly as possible the weirdly robed woman, "H-Hello Miss Noxa. My name is Accordio, and just as she said, I am the Guru of this planet. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 7:45:31 GMT
Despite how Noxa’s personality could sometimes take a more friendly — or, as some would say ‘eccentric’ spin — it was still a rare occurrence to see the bio woman giggling like a schoolgirl. But, as she held her dear Majin comrade in an air-lifted hug, that’s precisely the kind of giddy sounds that escaped from her. While her emotions were certainly running high after not having seen her good buddy in months, Noxa wouldn’t take much to regain her composure. As she was beginning to let go of the bubblegum lady, gingerly setting her aground, Noxa was advised of who she was in the presence of.
Promptly, the woman turned around to look at the young Namekian, whose conference with Shemha Noxa had so rudely interrupted. According to Shemha, he was the Guru; one of the main attractions that had called her to this planet. The Guru himself seemed to address Noxa with a surprising level of respect — something she hadn’t at all expected. Often Noxa had found that those in powerful positions would act indifferent — at best — in regards to anyone else; often going as far as to belittling them for whatever egotistical reasons. That much her adventures through Earth, Zilyana, and her recent expeditions into television taught her.
Noxa, then, did something she seldom did. One hand folded over the other, her arms relaxed, allowing both to fall in front of herself — and Noxa bowed. A quick, yet courteous demonstration.
“I am Noxa.” The woman said, trying her best to keep straight and in line, “An old artificial soldier from Planet Zilyana. It’s a pleasure to finally be here.” Noxa admitted, taking a step back as she took one last survey of the serene horizon. “I always felt a strong connection to my Namekian genetics, but to finally be here on my own… It’s really something else.”
The woman’s face turned to Shemha, “I bet Namorel is feeling the same thing right now — he came with me, by the way.”
Once more, her attention returned to the young Namekian.
“I… Interrupted some important conversation, didn’t I?” She wondered, finally realizing the mistake she made. “My apologies."
To her Majin friend, Noxa turned her head to usher a little promise "I’ll be back later to catch up, Shemha.” Noxa continued, slowly inching away from the pair; her attention turned to Accordio for a moment, “And hopefully I'd be able to get an audience with you, Mr. Guru Sir."
For one last moment Noxa gave Shemha a warm wink, hushing her tone a little, but still clearly audible for everyone. "Put in a good word for me, will ya?"
And, finally, that was that. Noxa rose a hand, waving away at the two.
"Enjoy your conversation!” Utilizing the predator speed given to her — one that mocked the tick of time, Noxa simply vanished from view. Choosing to fade away rather than further disturb the peace with a sonic boom as she made her way out.
[SU3] Predator’s Speed used!
Exit thread!
Taking PL!
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Post by Shemha on Dec 6, 2016 12:53:00 GMT
Thankfully Accordio believed Shemha on multiple accounts. First he took her word that they were indeed allies by extension even if her presence at Habana’s side supported it. Secondly, he greeted Noxa’s appearance with respect despite the abruptness with which she made her entrance. The last thing Shemha needed was for one of her friends to be at odds with the Guru. Noxa was trusted by the Majin, yet she felt the girl’s tongue could get her into trouble on occasion since she tended to speak her mind.
That being said, Shemha was surprised when the red head so respectfully bowed to the Guru. The gesture was an uncommon one for her curvaceous friend, but one that the Majin was pleased to see in this sort of situation. Months spent apart from the girl, it hadn’t occurred to her just how much her drinking buddy might have changed. So far she seemed just as excitable, yet a little more well-mannered…both good things. Going as far as to apologize to the Namekian, Shemha couldn’t lie, she was disappointed when Noxa chose to take her leave. However, the promise of catching up soon left her in high spirits.
”I look forward to it.” Shemha responded with the same warm smile she had worn since the female’s arrival. As for putting in a good word she prepared a response, but never got it out before her friend vanished, her Ki signature quickly growing distant. With a slow shake of her head Shemha looked to Accordio.
”She means well, I assure you.”She commented, hoping he didn’t take the quick departure as disrespectful. Noxa was if anything, unpredictable, but for Shemha that was part of her appeal. With the minor distraction over, back to the matter at hand.
Silence fell over the Majin for a moment as she contemplated her words. So far he was receptive to her presence and apology for the other day. Polite and well-tempered like the majority of the Namekian people, Shemha ultimately decided to just be forward with the Guru. It was likely he didn’t have time to waste.
”If I may…I had a few questions about yesterday.”
Shemha returned her hands to the small of her back, one wrist clasped gently as she took on a more formal stance. Once given permission to ask her questions, she would list them off to put everything on the table. She hoped her ignorance wouldn’t offend him considering she was an ally yet seemed to know so little.
”What were those spheres yesterday? I sensed energy from them, but it was different than what I am used to. How are they linked to that creature that momentarily dominated the sky? Forgive me, but I have never seen anything like that in my life and even after trying to think it over last night, I still don’t understand. Lastly, why did they scatter across the horizon like that?”
After the last question Shemha reigned herself in, her tone having shifted as she spoke as a clear indicator of her confusion. Namek was a peaceful place for sure, yet it appeared to have mysterious secrets. Unable to restrain her natural curiosity through professionalism, she just had to try and uncover them.
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Post by Accordio on Dec 6, 2016 19:01:07 GMT
Accordio just stood firm after introducing himself to the strange woman, almost considering to back up a little once the super strong woman released Shemha. It seems the guru was wise in holding his ground, however, as it seemed that the woman known as Noxa was only bowing to show her respect to him. And then came her words, which informed him that she was not Earth born, thank goodness, but it was still odd to hear of such a thing... Artificial Soldier. Now that begged many more questions in the mind of the young Namekian, questions that he swears won't get answered right away as she went on to speak about her Namekian origins. Thus adding to the pile of questions.
He opened his mouth, hoping to try and get at least one question to her, but it seemed Noxa realized her situation in which she was interrupting a conversation. And, although apologizing rather profusely, she flew away at breakneck speed, abruptly creating a large sonic boom in the air. The force from the sonic boom was forceful enough to push the namekian down to the ground and onto his posterior, the guru still holding onto his staff to keep himself at least a little propped up.
Things started to settle down as he got up, Shemha trying to put in that good word for Noxa. Nodding along, he would say rather ambivalently, "Yeah, Yeah, I get ya. She seems nice and respectful, but she's a complete oddity to me. I mean, she did introduce herself and all, but what did she mean by artificial soldier? I am not well versed in the denizens of the universe being so mixed, for lack of a better word, as she felt like a combination of things all at once.... And despite her seemingly good intentions, I would be lying if I was not the least bit unnerved."
Although his feelings about this Noxa woman was as mixed as his feelings towards the Makozu, at least he was quite happy that it seems that Noxa woman was not entirely associated with the planet lead by a genocidal maniac.
He put both hands on his staff and used them to pull himself up onto his feet once again, as the red majin woman started speaking again, but this time presenting questions. Each one seemed valid, as he himself did not even explain what they were entirely to anyone at this spot just a day ago. Smiling, he felt a little obligated to answer the well-mannered majin woman.
"Well, to answer your first and last question, they are called the Dragon Balls. They are seven orbs, each one adorned with a five-pronged star within each one, each sphere containing a different number of these stars. Upon creation, they start rising into the air before shooting off to fly all across our wonderful planet. The reason why I made them is simple, once I tell you their function. The function being that upon gathering all of the orbs, you can make up to three wishes that you desire, before they become inert for a period of time."
Pausing, he took a couple of seconds to regain his breath and to gather the correct amount of words, as he did not want to accidentally say the name of the dragon, as it was more or less the password to bringing out the dragon. Smiling, he would say, "And I understand how you feel, as I still have... What did that saiyan say before? Goosedumps? I think that was it. I still have Goosedumps just remembering it. As the creature that came out of the orbs was the dragon... The dragon is the one who grants the wish. And that wasn't even his complete form, just a phantasm of it."
Chuckling a little, Accordio would add on, "Miss Shemha, do you have any other concerns or questions? I would love to help clear your mind of any confusion you may have, because it's completely understandable. Though, it is concerning at how some of those who were with us were rather unfazed by the orbs and the dragon's appearance."
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Post by Shemha on Dec 7, 2016 2:50:11 GMT
”Yes, she is sort of a mutt in those regards.” Shemha mused, as a small smirk crept onto her features. It wasn’t meant as a result really, but the amusing part was the thought of Noxa’s companion. The giant white dog hadn’t been with the red head this time and Shemha didn’t sense him. Silently she wondered if the girl noticed the comparison between the two of them…much like the same love they seemed to have for food. The two were more alike than either of them realized, a comment she did keep to herself.
In silence she listened as Accordio explain these “Dragon Balls.” She always considered her former master, Ront, a well traveled man. From the time before he acquired her as a servant until the day of his death the human spent years, decades traveling the stars. He had moved from place to place, wherever is work took him, yet as far as she knew he never came across anything like these magical spheres. There was the chance he possessed knowledge and never mentioned it to her, but that was unlikely as she gained most of his knowledge and experience when she absorbed him.
Beyond what they were, the more important information was what they were capable of doing. According to Accordio, if all seven were gathered three wishes would be granted. Now that would seem rather straight forward, but for an individual whom had never heard of a such a thing before that simple explanation opened a hallways of questions. The first of which was, was that really what they did? How could something possess that sort of power? Shemha quickly dismissed such concerns though for it would only insult the Guru. As far as she knew, there was no reason to believe he was lying.
”Grant wishes to whoever collects them? Please excuse me Accordio, but wouldn’t that make activating them quite a risky act? I could see the good such power could potential do, but what if they were to fall into the hands of someone with malicious intent?”The Majin questioned. Personally she felt no one should have the power to make wishes. She believed in magic of course, being a magical creature herself, but this seemed to have the potential to effect the Universe as a whole. Shemha didn’t mean to offend him with her concerns, but how could she not voice them?
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Post by Accordio on Dec 11, 2016 4:56:03 GMT
Accordio could understand the confusion behind the wishing orbs. I mean, the concept alone was farfetched and contrived, as gathering seven orbs allowed someone to bring a desire of their heart to fruition seemed a bit too good to be true. In some aspects, it was, due to some limitations that they have on their wishes and the fact that many could try to be finding the dragon balls, a competition to the death as it may become.
His mind leaving such thoughts, he was brought forth some more quandaries from the Majin, her next set of questions being rather odd. It seemed Shemha was more concerned with what may happen as a result of the creation of the balls, worrying about the chaos that may ensue due to their creation. It seemed Shemha was already getting on his good side, as she was not like the selfish ones who only care about what kind of wishes they can make, but focusing on the impact they could have on the world around them.
Chuckling a little, Accordio nodded in agreement, saying with gusto, "Indeed I did do something quite risky in creating the wishing orbs once more, though there will be quite a bit of time for others of the universe to realize. And I know that it could be used for a bad wish, which is why I created them in the first place, as this is the best time to even create these good wishes. I mean, once they are used for a wish, their powers fade for a decent amount of time."
Taking a bit of time to take a breath, he would continue, "With the Saiyan Solar Empire and, more importantly, Miss Habana at the helm and being around on Namek, I can assure you that this is the safest this planet is going to be with Dragon Balls. I mean, imagine if the balls were created while Xylo was here on the planet making havoc. From what I was told, he was a bit of a nasty individual, so it could have meant the ruin of us all. Creating them now under safe conditions, and then using them to create a warrior who can protect this planet from any harm in the future.... That was the intention I had when creating them."
Though, that was half-true. Another intention he had was to use the balls to destroy Earth, but he was not even in the clear to pull an action like that just yet. Hell, not even the SSE could protect him from the wrath of the devoted cult of Earth.
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Post by Shemha on Dec 12, 2016 0:46:47 GMT
Shemha was pleased to see that Accordio understood the risk these magical spheres provided. However, she still did not share his confidence that this was the right time to do it. Then again, was there ever a right time to introduce something so powerful? The Majin likely had a different view than most, the red skinned girl conservative in many regards. Even when presented with the possibility of three wishes, her first thought was not to go towards what she might want, but what could happen on a larger scale.
”I can agree with your confidence in Habana and the Empire, but I am aware of others that are equally as powerful.” Shemha admitted as her right hand grabbed for her slender chin, rubbing for a moment before she continued. ”If they were to arrive in the coming weeks I would hate for them to interfere and perhaps complicate things… I am unsure what their motives might be. Habana is a honorable woman, but like you said there are plenty who would use this power to their advantage.” Shemha added, a moment of worry visible on her fair features before she refocused on the Guru.
”You spoke of someone named Xlyo, a nasty individual by your own words. I assume he is as least part of the reason you want to create a warrior to protect Namek? Something like that is within the power of these Dragon Balls?” She questioned, but didn’t even pause to wait for the answer. Clearly it was or he wouldn’t have mentioned it as a possibility.
”If this is your wish Guru, as a member of the Solar Saiyan Empire, I offer my assistance in any way possible. I am not as powerful or capable as Habana, but if this is what you desire I will do my best to help you see it through.” Came the offer, the Majin completely serious. Namek was an ally of the Empire and Accordio seemed reasonable. A responsible woman, she knew if this power was to be given to someone it needed to be one of her allies. At least then, she would feel somewhat safe with that the outcome might be.
Internally she remained uncertain of this as a whole, perhaps the suddenness of it all the main reason for that. In many ways, Shemha was a planner. How could you plan for something like this? The only way she could handle it was to do her best to stay close to it going forward. With the knowledge she now had, going about her daily business would be near impossible.
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Post by Accordio on Dec 15, 2016 5:01:45 GMT
Nodding at the Majin woman's words directive of the one known as Xylo, Accordio would begin by saying, "Although I don't remember much due to having temporarily died and a bit addled in the mind, the evidence of Xylo's reign can be seen on the land and villages, the many brethren who were buried due to his tyrannical reign. And you are partially true on that account Miss Shemha, as the original reason behind all of it was that red headed patkura who blew up our planet in the first place!"
His expression tightened up, his teeth pushing against one another intensely as his emotions started overflowing once more, Accordio just imagining the pain and suffering he endured because of the red haired android who destroyed Namek. Dying, destroying the planet, causing Accordio and handfuls of namekians to be sent to the afterlife, and even having the audacity to bring it back to fruition after his destructive act.
Although the young guru had gotten word that the destroyer recreated the planet, the violet clad namekian had no intentions of thanking him in the slightest. You can always build relations, but you can't build a bridge that has been vaporized.
Only realizing his burst of emotions once he feels his ki flaring up, he closes his eyes and starts calming down. Letting his aura die down along with his rage, he lets his mind settle back down from a raging ocean to a tranquil pond, as such horrid emotions are quite unbecoming of a person. Checking his voice was stable, he made a couple of small sounds before actually continuing to speak.
"Yes, the dragon balls most definitely has the power to create powerful warriors. I mean, it would be surprising if it doesn't. For all I know, it could bring an ancient namekian warrior of the past or future, whether they are dead or alive, and take that being to the current place in time. The balls would just forth the strongest available warrior, no questions asked. Other things it could do is planetary restoration, evidenced by the third coming of Namek; immortality, revival, instant travel to anywhere in the galaxy, and anything else you could probably think of."
After listing off the general ideas, he would listen as to how the Majin woman even swore that she would help him in whatever way possible in order to make his wish possible. A thought ran through his mind, as he could easily tell that this woman was rather strong. And he only felt the very notion of this idea possible, due to the memories that were shared by that decrepit dragon clansman who taught him how to heal. A memory which could prove very fruitful for those loyal to Accordio.
"I hope this does not sound presumptuous, but how far would you actually go to protect me or help me attain the wish for a strong warrior? It's a rather hypothetical answer as there's no true way for me to actually see what you'd do aside from just viewing your actions from this point onward."
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Post by Shemha on Dec 16, 2016 14:26:23 GMT
The momentary spike of Accordio’s temper caught the Majin off guard. From her experience with him, as limited as it was, he always came across as put together and under control. In a way she considered them similar in that regard, individuals who thought words and actions through before taking them. This Xylo was clearly a dark memory. By the sounds of it the figure was responsible for a number of deaths including the Guru himself. More interestingly enough, this was not the first time she found herself engaging a being who made the journey back from the afterlife.
Carva, back on Earth, admitted that he returned from the afterlife as an android. If it hadn’t been verified before, the detonation of his artificially resurrected body exploding sure was. Accordio on the other hand looked to be in a normal body. With his mention of the Dragon Balls ability to revive individuals she wondered if that was how he returned. Unaware of the recent wish made on Earth and what it returned to the Universe, the Majin would only figure out the connection in the coming days. For now, she was still very much in the dark.
When he moved on from detailing what wishes the spheres could grant, the question he posed might have been a difficult one to many. Soldiers or not, Shemha knew a number of individuals who swore loyalty and kinship to others only to serve themselves when the time came. With loyalty deeply instilled in her upbringing she took ties to others, whether sworn or by extension, seriously. Accordio was the Guru, a rank as she understood, that held great influence and power amongst the Namekian people. In her mind he outranked her despite the fact Vegeta and Namek were allies, not a combined military force.
For her, the answer to his question was easy and came with no hesitation.
”Unless your actions or goals directly conflict with those of Habana and the Empire, I am at your full disposal. Whatever you wish of me, I will see it done to the best of my ability and if your life should be in jeopardy, I will gladly act as your shield. I am at your service, Guru.” Shemha promised, his official title used instead of his name as she bent in a half bow. There were no orders directing her to aid him, but as an ally of the Empire it is what she assumed Habana would want. Only if told otherwise would she retract her services.
Besides, hidden behind her commitment to duty, she wished to witness the power of these spheres. Not greedy by nature, the concept was still something that enticed her. How often did one have the chance to witness such omnipotent power displayed? If Accordio was to gather the Dragon Balls and make his wish, she wanted to be there. Deeper still, in the back of her mind, a small had also come to life. She wasn’t greedy, that was the truth, but if these spheres could bring back the dead…even people from the past…might she be able to save her master from the unfair fate he suffered? At the time her only way to save a part of him had been to absorb him into herself, let him live on through her. But…what if he could be brought back?
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Post by Accordio on Dec 21, 2016 2:20:38 GMT
Standing firmly, the young namekian guru smirked as he heard the two-fold answer of the Majin woman. Though the Majin woman straight up admitted that if the alignments of the SSE and, more importantly, Miss Habana do not align with those of Namek, she would not help. Usually this would send a red flag in anyone's mind, but the small guru held a high respect for Miss Habana, a fondness of which that he could not really explain to well. It was not romance, god no, but it was more a platonic type bond for sure. But that kind of bond that Accordio believed he had with Miss Habana would make Shemha feel more legitimate in her claim of choosing her leader over the guru. She admitted, however, that if their sides stay aligned as such, she would be a useful warrior that would help out whenever possible. A good thing indeed, although he did not condone the idea of using another as a shield. A life is a precious thing to have, and using it to save another, while being quite noble indeed, is a foolish matter if their friend falls to the fangs of danger once more. A lesson that he had hoped to teach to her on some other day, as she was worthy of becoming one of the guardians of Namek.' Holding up a hand, he would preface what he was about to say. "I shall warn you now that I do not wish for those to foolishly sacrifice themselves for me. I do not want those who help me to die, nor do I want them to suffer. What I wish to bestow upon you is the knowledge of surviving for others. A lesson that the purported guru-to-be that you mentioned earlier failed to learn. It's the knowledge that in order to protect, you must survive. I mean, you can sacrifice yourself in order to save my life, but it can be all for naught if you lose your life, and the villain is still there to destroy anything in there way."Moving his limbs a little, working out the little bit of the bit of muscle stiffness he was getting due to not moving all too much, Accordio decided that now was the time to induct Shemha to a little thing he wanted to start. Holding out his hand, palm facing upward, he started to manifest his energy in the palm of his hand. Smiling, he would speak to the Red Elastic Woman. "Miss Shemha, as we have both said, there are others around the planet and galaxy who wish to do vile deeds. And currently we have little to no one to protect Namek. Although it is true that I want to wish for a strong warrior, what is also true is that my dream feels so far away. And until the day we can procure the wishing orbs, we need more strong warriors to be there to stand along his side. Strong people to help defend this planet, as it is not a one person job. And strong willed people, just like you Miss Shemha."By the time he was finished with his little spiel, the ki that was building up in the palm of his hand had finished its little project, a shimmering gold circle shining in the palm of his hand. It had a grooved edge, the inside of the circle pushed in like a coin. Also like a coin, it had an image on its surface, inscribed the color of the Guru and the color of the Namekian people, green. The green text on the golden circle was in the usual japanese text that adorns the symbol of the Dragon Clan. A single word.
DRAGON. Showing that off to Miss Shemha, he started hovering in the air, making his way up off of the ground so that he was now looking into Shemha at perfect eye level. Moving closer, he moved his hand to the cloth of Shemha's blouse, being careful as to not poke her with the needle which would keep the golden emblem fastened onto her. Moving his hand back, he would start speaking in a tongue that Shemha would not be familiar with.
In Namekian tongue, he started speaking about the potential guardian in front of him, one whom would stand up to the challenge that may face against the planet of Namek. She would serve with the guru in order to protect the people and the planet, keeping it safe from any harm. And she would keep herself from falling to the temptations of the devil, wishing her the strongest of hearts.
Nodding in silence, he brought a hand up to Shemha's forehead, a special kind of ki travelling through her forehead. One that was not to damage nor heal, but of a third kind which only those chosen by the Guru were able to experience. The ki of unlocking, releasing the mental restraints that kept some of her latent powers hidden away.
Magic Materialized a Dragon Emblem for Shemha to wear, and started the process of unlocking Miss Shemha's potential. |
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Post by Shemha on Dec 21, 2016 18:44:26 GMT
From her perspective, Accordio was a noble individual of noble purpose. Although unsure of his full history she saw and respected the dream he held for his planet and his people. With a new found desire for kinship, Shemha finally understood the desire to protect others. Beyond the loyalty one might possess, connections between individuals and in the Guru’s position, his people, were what brought about that desire. It was a wonder how the Majin went so long without any bond worth protecting.
The Guru understood the importance of allies and in doing so he did not wish for them to fall even if it furthered his cause. Shemha appreciated the respect in his message, her life worth more to him than the extent of his desires. As a soldier she accepted the fact there was a possibility that her life might be the cost of a missions success and it was honestly something she was comfortable with. For the entirety of her existence she served others in order to support their goals, this was no different. Never did she plan to throw her life away meaninglessly, but if there was just cause and a chance that such a sacrifice would aid her allies, she would not hesitate.
Shemha watched his arm extend, palm up as he continued. For starters, being addressed as Miss Shemha was more formality than was needed. Of course with no plans to interrupt him she listened in silence, a small appreciative smile taking shape as he grouped her in with the type of defenders he spoke so highly of. If her skin wasn’t so red the warmth in her cheeks would have been visible. Rarely was she complemented with such honesty.
Distracted by his truthful and flattering words, she failed to realize what his outstretched hand was for until the little gold badge made itself visible. Having thought it some sort of hand gesture to accompany his short speech, the shimmering badges appearance caused her dark eyes to widen ever so slightly.
Unsure of what the golden disk was beyond the writing on it, she remained still as he rose into the air. The way he presented it to her made her wonder if she was to take it from him, but before she decided upon reaching for it, he reached for her. With gentle and respectful hands, he stuck what she realized now was a pin or badge to the white top she wore.
Strange words followed the adornment, the Namekian language something she only heard on occasion. This must have been some sort of acceptance into whatever this badge represented, an honor she would gladly accept. For a fleeting moment she wondered if it conflicted with her membership of the Empire, but that quickly passed. The two were allies and before this she explained where her loyalty lay first and foremost. Accordio understood that and she believed he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her position amongst the Empire.
What she thought was the last part of this initiation involved contact between the two, his hand pressed to her forehead. Her assumption about the warm Ki that flowed into her was some sort of bond between the two, perhaps a way to connect them. She was vastly mistaken.
The strange energy, more comparable to the mystical energy of the Dragon Balls than anything, reached deep within her. Not into her body, but her mind. Eyes slowly closing, Shemha not even fully aware she was doing so, her body relaxed for a moment. As foreign as the energy felt it also felt…akin to her own. In the recesses of her mind it searched for something…latent potential that the Majin had yet to harness.
Raised by a human and dedicated to the life of servitude, never had she retrieved the proper training she might need to access the magic within her. Magical by nature, Majins were one of the most unique races in the Universe and their potential, in many ways, limitless. Accordio, a creature wise beyond his years and with the mystical powers of his people found the reserves hidden within her and the walls holding them back. As she stood in serene silence with his hand pressed to her forehead, Shemha felt his energy tug at something within her. Neither invasive nor intrusive the mystical energy of the Guru ripped away what held her back and with that came a torrent of power unlike anything she had ever experienced.
Shemha visibly staggered as a gasp escaped her lips. With that sudden exhale and slight stumble, an aura of red burst to life around her. The visible expression of Ki was anything but superficial as her respectable signature began to skyrocket. Normally somewhat restrained by her weights, not even the heavy cuffs on her wrists could hold back this surge of strength. Aura spiking into the air above her, any that possessed the ability to sense Ki or owned a scouter, would be able to feel the Majin’s power rise. In seconds it was nearly double the maximum she possessed before and it continued to increase. A moment later it stretched passed three million before it finally began to level out.
While this only took a few breaths in reality, time was lost to her as the euphoric sensation that the sudden flow of energy provided clouded her senses. As her energy levels stabilized Shemha’s eyes slowly rolled open. Shock and wonderment filled them as the dark pools came to rest on the Namekian that floated before her. Well-mannered and controlled, the Majin always knew what to say in any conversation.
For the first time she could remember, she was speechless.
Requesting the below transformations be unlocked.
Evil/Good Majin: Requires an absorption, fission or unlock.
150,000: Offensive x10 / Defensive x13
200,000: Offensive x15 / Defensive x18
I think there is usually a one trans per thread rule, but I would like to request that be bypassed for this thread. Accordio using his unlock ability is what triggered her transformations as the 15,000(if approved) would take her just above 200,000.
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