Metal Sickle
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Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 6:34:27 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 572
Total Thread WC: 572
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| "YOU STILL HAVEN'T ANSWERED MY QUESTION" Sickle was yelled aloud at a poor human woman. She was standing behind a large wooden desk, terrified of the Changeling who was slamming his fists down on the bureau, leaving impressions of his knuckles in the mahogany. "WHAT IS AN EASTER AND WHY DO YOU HAVE THE DRAGON BALLS?". He had followed the details of posters and online postings over a hunt for the Dragon Balls, yet they dragged him to this dump of a city and some corporation known as 'Red Ribbon'. He was on the verge of just crushing the table before she managed to get off a few words to quell the poor figure's anger.
"Th-they're not the real dragon balls sir, those are just a myth. It's a hunt to celebrate the holiday of Easter, where the mighty Hercule Satan befriended that bubblegum guy and saved us from eternal death and dismay or something like that. It's just a story we tell kids." The poor freaked out woman would say before hiding against her chair and crying. Sickle had not even begun to wonder how stupid the myths and stories of the humans were. He was led here on the false pretenses of potentially receiving the dragon balls, or at worst being forced to massacre a population of puny creatures to receive them, though it was all a ruse. A ploy to convince the children of dragons and stories of stupid humans befriending oddly shaped aliens.
Pitiful.
However, the signs did still promise a wish. It may not be mystical, but money can get you far in this world. He very well could receive his wiliest desires from this poor poor company. All he had to do was figure out the location of these stupid little fake dragon balls and recover them. He may even be able to squeeze an actual dragon ball radar out of these miserable humans.
"You have me intrigued human, explain to me more how this little charade works. I desire much and you hold the power to give it to me." He would request from her, placing down the torn up poster he had stolen from the outside wall. It vaguely explained the dragon ball hunt and had the date. However, it lacked severely the details to the situation. "What are the rules and when do I start."
"Uh *hick*, yeah, you need to start soon." She would say, wiping her eyes of tears, noticing the Frost Demon wasn't going to slay her where she stood. Sickle thought of it, but felt above that. "You can't hurt anyone but may trick them, and you're required to bring all back or none at all. The goal is to be the one who discovers all of the balls and brings them to the counter here to receive your voucher for the prize." She would finish, before handing him a flier with all of the information. He was gracious and left her in peace, walking away with the information column, reading it in deep detail.
"I see... I have to come back with all the balls... They're hidden around East City... I need to get them fast before others get them all." Sickle would say to himself as he peered over the sheet of paper. Crumpling it and stuffing it inside of his bio-suit, he would fly off above the city and begin looking around for the dragon balls. |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
Event being completed Easter Dragon Ball Hunt
The Red Ribbon corporation is holding a little contest...a mock dragonball hunt! These artificial dragon balls are similar to the real ones, but instead of summoning Shenron the Red Ribbon Corporation will grant one wish!
+25%PL gains, +25% Zeni gains
Chance to win a Dragon Radar
10 or above /D20
2.5K WC minimum
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 7:19:56 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle Ayumu Hope | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 753
Total Thread WC: 1325
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| As he flew about the city, it did not take long for the wayward Changeling to come across other people searching for the fake mystical balls. The poor souls under the assumption they'd escape with the wish. They were already failures once they matched up against the Frieza Clansmen that was Sickle. His pride was higher than even the well being of his own body. He WOULD acquire all of the balls. NOTHING will get in his way as he continued through the city. Dropping down every-so-often to pick up shiny things and pennies he assumed to be the balls. It was at about this time he remembered that he didn't actually remember fully what the balls were like...
He decided it would be in his best interest to fly over to his temporary home in West City where he kept the book on Dragon Balls he stole- er, loaned from Ayumu. He had kept it safe for a while to read while Ayumu himself searched for the magical orbs, as he assumed anyone that old and wise would have the book memorized like the back of his hand.
Flying at high speeds to the location of his apartment, he wouldn't bother with the stairs and would go in through the window.
His place was a mess, that was sure. Books and movies strewn about on the floor. Different half-eating foods sitting on disposable plates on every able surface, and a literal mound of empty ice cream cartons against the wall in a corner, reaching the roof. He was as if those living there took all of their belongings and just launched them violently in every direction with no intention of actually cleaning the place up. Sickle, however, did plan on fixing the place up one of these days. He just didn't remember when that was supposed to be.
Either way in his mind, he didn't care. He was here for the book. It only took about five minutes of digging vigorously through old novels about cowboys to discover the ancient tome written by his good friend. It's cover slightly ajar due to a solid bookmark inside holding the pages from perfectly closing. Turned directly to the page he wanted. He had not planned for this, somehow, yet it came to show how lucky he was so far. He was not going to waste this level of luck!
Scrolling through the words, he discovered the precise verse he wanted. Reading it aloud to himself to endure as much as he could from it.
"The visage of the Dragon Balls are visually different from other orbs you may come across. Pellucid and golden in appearance, they feature inside of them a number of similarly colored stars inside that represented their associated number. The Dragon Balls are numbered from the One-Star Ball to the Seven-Star Ball. When brought together, they allow the user to summon the mystical Eternal Dragon."
As Sickle said the words to himself, he could have sworn there was more to it, and thought about continuing, but stopped himself and placed the book back where it was, before flying out of the window and back into the streets, channeling his Ki and scanning with hopes of finding the largest power in the city.
He thought to himself, who would most likely have the balls? The weaker people, or the strongest guy in the competition? His assumption went to the bully, who would find those with the balls first. That was his best bet, he assumed, and thus he flew off to find the strongest guy and to steal whatever ball he may have.
Reaching the strongest guy in the city, he watched from a distance as he witnessed the man physically push another looker. A young boy holding hard onto the mock Three-Star Ball. It's gleaming crystal surface unmistakable. Sickle stood for a moment as he witnessed the bully, another human male, lift the younger one and demand the ball, before jumping out and firing a Ki blast at the feet of the larger flesh bag.
"Drop the child and the ball, before you both disappear permanently. They can't disqualify me for breaking a rule if there isn't any evidence."
It was clear they would take the hint, as both dropped everything they had (which included the young boy) and booked it in opposite directions, leaving some Zeni and the ball on the floor for Sickle to appropriate for his cause.
"Perfect! That's one down, now to go onto the next ones!" |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 7:39:39 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 587
Total Thread WC: 1912
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| While looking around after threatening that kid and his bully, Sickle was wandering willy nilly through the alleyways of West City when he felt a blip on his radar. Something coming up on his senses. A power he felt before, but couldn't pin immediately. It was oddly powerful, but it confused him greatly. The energy was mixed and malformed, as if though it was an odd combination of one or more powers, artificial of sorts. He ignored it at first due to it's lack of importance to him, and he kept forward to try and find more of the items on his list.
All that remained to him was the One-Star, Two-Star, Four-Star, Five-Star, Six-Star, and Seven-Star balls, all elusive to him. He was getting mildly furious at the lack of finding dragon balls, when he witnessed a gleam in the distance. Something shining and burning hot with the golden blur.
As he walked closer, he saw the Seven-Star ball nestled among some artificial bushes, planted next to an oak tree in the alleyway. It was an odd placement indeed, but he forgot the matter and flew up from his position, determining where to go next when something happened out of nowhere. A Ki blast struck him in the side, throwing his body to the ground in a flourish.
The power he had ignored had just hit him with a Ki blast, something he did not expect in the least bit, and was confused by. He looked around shocked, trying to determine where the figure was, before squaring his eyes on the enemy. A person he remembered quite well.
The Changeling from the orphanage.
The mechanical creature popped his metallic shoulder with a crack, before opening his eye cover to show both of his eyes. They burned with a hatred and rage he had not seen in many years, and the whole look of the Changeling screamed revenge and vengeance.
Sickle was not having it today. He was having a stroke of good luck and this just put a damper on his whole day, and he was tempted to just ignore the creature and go about his day, before he saw what it held in it's greasy little monster hands...
A dragon ball.
He had had it. This was the end of it. He NEEDED that ball, and it was stopping him from getting his wish. Not only was it a freak of nature which needed to be eradicated, but it also kept him from his prize. It was not part of the competition, it merely wanted to attract his attention, and thus he determined the perfect example to teach the freak.
It. Will. Die.
As he thought this, three more blasts came his way, barely missing him as he moved to the side, he would look forward with a burning sensation in his eyes. This was not the person OR day to fuck around on, and it would now learn why.
"Oh no you dont!" Sickle would announce, before flying at high speeds towards the Changeling. "YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY THIS TIME YOU FILTH". As he finished, he would lock hands with the enemy, face to face only inches apart. His snarling maw trying to hit it's skull orb, all the while his fingers tightened against the enemy's hands, attempting to crush them. He would be successful in crushing the hands, hearing a large crack from one, resulting in the beast to reel back away from Sickle and tend to it's wound, crying out in anguish. |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 7:55:52 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 579
Total Thread WC: 2491
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| After Sickle had crushed the other Changeling's hand, he fled towards the streets below and began to speed through the alleyways, passing people as he did. During his flight, he grabbed another person's ball quickly, making his total become three now, and allowing him to keep looking faster and faster with much vigor, attempting to gather the rest with too much conflict. However, his plan fell short at the time he forgot the washing machine chasing him firing energy blasts towards him at high velocity, however missing nearly every shot. Sickle was starting to wonder if he seriously sucked that bad at hitting targets or if he was not trying on purpose for the simple reason of not wishing to truly harm Sickle, but just get him into slow methodical combat.
Either way, it didn't matter to Sickle. His body flipping around and firing two blasts into the being's chest, he flung himself into it's body and began to berate the poor thing's body with minor jabs, punches, and kicks. It's entire figure seeming to not fight back at all, despite all the damage being dealt. Sickle had assumed he merely was overpowering the enemy, but that proved to be untrue when it clearly overdid Sickle and grabbed his tail, twirling him around like a toy and threw him violently against the bricks of a small shed-like water house. The Changeling chuckled at Sickle's damage, and would land on the ground, unscathed by the hits and blasts, mocking Sickle and his being for not being able to take hits like it was nothing. How dare this filthy monster laugh at Sickle's elegance?
With a mighty punch, Sickle would thrust his fist in the machine's jaw, launching it into the air above the streets with a large clang, resulting in the Changeling to follow up and hit him with both his hands combined in a downward motion, thrusting the figure into the ground hard. Sickle was under the impression that he was the victor, but took every precaution he could. This was no mere Frost Demon. This was an abomination of nature itself. Something with a history behind it he didn't even want to imagine, and he did not want to nearly lose to it a second time.
He would flare up his Ki, taunting the creature below in the crate on the ground level, before firing off three blasts into the hole, warning shots to threaten it to rise once more. He did not wish to risk being too close as to not be sneak attacked, but got back into close range and flexed his muscles and fingers, preparing for mortal combat. This would be the very last time he ever fights this enemy, and he would never have to deal with it ever again.
"Get out here and face me you coward. Whatever the hell you are. What even are you? Who are you?" Sickle would taunt some more, landing on the ground a small distance from the crater and began to take his fighting stance. "Speak up you demon. A clansmen like you belongs in a burning space pod, not to be living it up here like some sort of freak of nature." he would continue, pushing the buttons of whatever it was that faced him. Despite all of his encounters with this Changeling, Sickle had never bothered to actually figure out who he, or it, was, and his maniacal taunt was inspired partly from genuine curiosity. |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 8:28:26 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 874
Total Thread WC: 3365
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| "Frigi."
"What?"
"My name is Frigi. I was born in the vastness of space... Unlike you pampered idiot."
Sickle was beyond perplexed. He was not expecting for the Changeling to open up so wildly after the taunts. He was expecting something more along the lines of 'die now' or 'I'll kill you', but to learn more about his enemy seemed... odd. It made Frigi seem more human than anything else. Sickle got it easy on the belief that his prey and enemies were nothing more than animals. It was how he had always felt about his enemies... But Frigi gave off a vibe he didn't like, and he was not about to fall for any bull now.
"You clearly do not know me well then. I've been dragged across the universe for nearly a hundred years. I never even got to see our homeworld. That was before I was launched here and were abandoned right in the middle of a frozen wasteland, left to die. I was pampered in the sense of kid being excused from never seeing his family, but I never got what I truly wanted." Sickle would retort, going against the fold of his opponent's logic. He did not personally see himself having been in the best of situations, but others may perceive it that way. "That it matters soon, one of us is going to die either way."
"Then let us hope the other dies... And I do not plan to lose."
With that Sickle would rush his opponent, crushing his foot with his own and socking him hard in the jaw with his fist, rocking his neck up and popping his spines vertebrae with a smooth pop. As this happened, Frigi's own tail swatted Sickle away carelessly into a park, crashing through a tree and demolishing nearby student projects. His body being freshly bulby from the damage, just beginning to form bruises and cuts. He did not expect to take this long to finish off his prey, but it seemed as if the power let off by the Changeling was something that would never go away, and while looking around for a weapon to use, Sickle saw two perfect items.
A large round disc, and another dragon ball. That makes his total could four, and his enemy screwed.
Throwing the disc hard at Frigi, the ding of his dome cracking with the hit from the solid granite slab was uncomfortably spine chilling, resulting in the head-orb physically cracking from the pressure of the hit. The sickening blow gave Sickle the shivers, before he would watch as Frigi grabbed at his head and cried out in pain. Regret had begun to pile into Sickle's mind as he contemplated ending the battle here, but things never go as they seem, and with a surprising attack, Frigi launched himself into a hate-filled rage and began to pound into Sickle's chest and head with punches and kicks, causing serious damage to the Frost Demon. Both were exhausted from all of the fighting and both were about to collapse for a moment from all of their wounds, before Frigi stopped hitting and took a small break, grabbing a nearby wall for support, Sickle mirroring him.
"Why... Why are you still alive..."
"I could ask you the same..."
"I'm made of metal and the highest quality of plasteels... You're flesh and blood..."
"Sometimes... Flesh and blood is stronger than any synthetic material..." They would converse, both on the verge of collapse. Sickle was the first to rise to his feet completely, dusting off his body and stretching, feeling his joints pop with a nice clicking sound, as well as his brutalized skin relaxing to ease the pain and discomfort. This freak... Frigi, had given him something he was sorely missing in his every day life. Competition. An enemy that was similarly matched, but not too powerful. However, Sickle hoped to find his competition in something he could agree with, not an abomination that would ruin their perfectly good Frost Demon body with nuts and bolts, servos and motherboards. This freak was not just an enemy to him, it was a dedication against all things that he despised in this world. People demolishing the natural order of things in favor of ruining the ecosystem. Mechanical beings taking themselves from the food chain, only to fall at the hands of another. The bemusement of the natural order as it tries to take those who make themselves unnaturally immortal. It was everything Sickle stood against. His prey-predator mentally relying on those who could fall at his knees, and unlike mother nature, he could kill these beasts. This would have to be his first it seemed.
"Consider yourself lucky" Sickle would say to Frigi, reaching out a hand for the Changeling to grab, lifting them to their feet. "You're the first person to give me a real challenge in forever." he would finish, before throwing Frigi back into the air and blasting them multiple times with Ki blasts, and rushing into the air to assault them with hundreds of punches. The sounds of metal twisting and bursting assuring Sickle of his success as smoke and dust began to bellow from Frigi, blocking the view of the fight from Sickle. |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 20:04:08 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 387
Total Thread WC: 3752
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| "Shit, where the hell did he go?" Sickle would question, as he felt the pressure against his fists disappear in the smog. The blackened air faded to reveal a lack of the mechanical creature, but rather the dragon ball he held onto floating in the air inside of a Ki bubble. It was as if he simple disappeared into thin air...
The fact that he got away pissed off Sickle, but at least he didn't take the ball with him, and that was one of the better alternatives to the fight.
Sickle would drop himself back down the ground, gripping the newest ball. That meant he now had five of the faux wishing orbs, and just needed to get the last two. His mind was still locked on the idea that his enemy got away. He had been determined to kill the Changeling, but he managed to slip through his grasp once more... It would not happen a second time, that was for sure.
As he had been thinking this, we watched the streets as he scanned once more, trying to find the remaining two dragon balls so that he may try and receive his wish from the Red Ribbon Corporation. He had many ideas in his mind on what he wanted... There was a house, potentially, or maybe a Dragon Ball Radar like his friend Ayumu had. They were interesting and allowed easier access to the actual Dragon Balls should he desire a true wish. He had many ideas on his mind that he would request from the Eternal Dragon, but that would have to wait for now. What he needed at the moment was to finish this quest of his so he may return home and rest. He was still heavily bruised and messed up from his encounter with Frigi and was not exactly happy with how much his carapace stung to move. He would remove his bio-suit's upper half, revealing the purple damaged skin below, raised and torn up. A small shrapnel shard being ripped out from his side and tossed aside.
"Never... Again..." He would say casually to the side, as if though he were hungover. A small spill of blood leaking from the wound before he would cauterize it with his Ki, recoiling at the scorching sensation. "Never... Again... Will... He... Survive..." |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 20:44:12 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 1036
Total Thread WC: 4788
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| Making his way back to the massive campus of the Red Ribbon Corporation's headquarters, Sickle had been everything but dead with exhaustion after today. It was potentially his worst possible day he could have had when it came to fun and games. This was supposed to be a little hunt for fun for civilians to enjoy and instead Sickle gets to return with his body barely intact and his chest trying to cave in. The sheer pain of it all would not make whatever reward he get worth it, that was for sure, and Sickle was ticked off that he could not find the last two Dragon Balls. They should be easy enough to find to the average joe, but to Sickle he was sick and tired of looking. He was on the verge of giving up and handing off the balls he had himself to some random person he saw on the street, but it all wold stop as he turned a corner and saw in the distance something that made his day seem a little bit better.
Two groups of humans and aliens, matched glaring at each other and they yelled at each other. One of them was holding within his hands a glowing golden orb, shining bright in the noon light. It was one of the last remaining balls he needed, and he was not about to give up right now.
He would walk to the crowds and clamber his way into the crowd opposing the dragon ball holder, looking for a calmer member to converse with and discuss the problem with. He found his to-be ally in the form of a young female Saiyan with no tail resting against a wall by the crowd, looking over the area instead of berating their opponents with verbal slurs. He was curious over her for a moment, turning to look out and discover what had her so entranced. That was, until he saw what she had been looking at.
The entire square was getting darker, revealing the millions of bright shining lights across the city making the sky glow with an artificial aura that changed colors beautifully. The fountain nearby that the two crowds were fighting by would spout water spontantiously as the night fell, causing the two groups to recoil back and flee for a moment to their own sides of the cement column of water. The woman laughed at this, before noticing Sickle who was approaching from her side. She looked him over, eyes widening when she looked down at his freshly messed up upper torso and stomach, pulling a hand to her chin, smirking.
"Get into a scuffle, lizard?" She would say with joking malice, something Sickle found hilarious. This Saiyan, this monkey mocking him when he was at his weakest amused the Changeling. He was here for information, but she managed to make him stifle a laugh, something he did not have happen often. "You look as if though you fell from orbit."
"I feel like it, that is for sure." He would respond, before handing over a hand to shake. She accepted and crunched his palm, slightly stinging, but he endured. "I wanted to know if you knew anything of the two groups in that curfuffle. What's their deal?" He would feign ignorance. "I am Sickle, by the way. Who are you?"
"My name is Nion" She would smile, returning the pleasure, before looking back the bickering humans and aliens. "Those are members of that contest you're part of. Don't fake it, I saw you stache your own dragon balls in your bag. They have one of the few remaining ones and are arguing over who gets the wish. They're part of rival gangs who want to request money from the company as the reward." She would go into detail, waving her hand in the air as if finding it unacceptable. "Personally, I would have just killed them all and went on my way, but I do not wish to participate. You, on the other hand, can do whatever you wish. I want to watch how you solve their little... problem." She would mention to him, nudging at him to go and solve it the way he knows best... By threatening their lives.
With that, Sickle would get the courage to push himself further and waltz over to the gangs and push his way to the center, flaring up his Ki between them. Two of the humans would fly back into their allies, his energy crushing the concrete below them and forming cracks, all while Sickle himself put his arms up to either side and spoke up above the two crowds, Ki channeling to his finger tips and suggesting a blood bath.
"DROP EVERYTHING YOU HAVE AND I MAY LET YOU LIVE." He would say loudly, watching as everyone seemed to simultaneously shit themselves in one fell swoop, dropping everything they were holding. Luckily enough, Sickle was able to dive in and grab the final ball as they ran away, trampling over one another. Sickle had successfully managed to acquire all but the very last Dragon Ball for this stupid little hunt, and he was ready to go looking for the final one! It was so close to being his, he could just smell the victory and prizes. His inner genetic determination to become the one who overcomes all obstacles pushed his drive more and more. He WILL do this and he WILL win!
Returning smugly to Nion with the ball in his hands, he would put it in his back with great pleasure and high five the saiyan, congratulating himself for getting this far without leveling the city or causing a species ending disaster. He had a problem with committing massacres and was impressed with how well he has been handling the situations. Ayumu's training seemed to be working quite well for him indeed.
"Good job on dealing with that. Not a single drop of blood shed. Definitely an impressive feat. You seem to have a nack for threatening people" She would growl, high fiving Sickle and patting him on the back. "Follow me for a moment." She would say, leading him off towards the Red Ribbon Corporation building. |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 20:58:49 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Metal Sickle | | ✐ | 25,942 Power Level
6,485 PL Suppressed | | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 521
Total Thread WC: 5309
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| As Sickle followed behind Nion with a questioning look on his mind, he was confused heavily when she stopped the two in front of the reception entrance for the Red Ribbon Corporation. Her hands going to her hips as she would turn back to look at the Changeling, pursed lips and her tied back hair blowing in the wind. Sickle was unsure why she had brought him here before he could acquire the final dragon ball, and was about to speak up before she raised her hand to show a single index finger, hinting at him to quiet down and to listen, not speak. Sickle was stunned. He would normally have slain her for her insolence, but something about her was commanding. He wanted to listen now, it was no longer just a requirement.
"Look up and see the building before you." She would say, raising his head to see the headquarters for the Red Ribbon Corporation. Their blazing logo screaming importance. "It just appears to be any other corporation, no?" She would question, before shaking her head. "No. No they are not. They're the bed of democracy for the this putrid planet. I have heard of you, Sickle. Words pass quickly on attentive ears Frost Demon. You're traditional, and I like that. This new age of freedom is a guise, and the punishment of civilians starts at the head." What she said was oddly comforting to the Changeling. He did belief such, he was a strong believer in authority, and this was not his idea of a true world. If what she said was true, he was doddling around under the whims of his enemy while they pressured more on governments and the rule of the true highest being on the planet.
"Shit... I have been on this planet for so long, yet I had never thought that the RRC were one of my worst nightmares..."
"Not just them, all companies like this. They are all holders of political power. They place their bugs in the nest of democracy and claim untapped power within the government, tearing it apart behind the scenes," She would finish, before reaching into his shirt, retrieving something. She would hand him the final Dragon Ball, surprising Sickle as he wondered why she would lie about it. She was the actual holder of it, yet claimed to not be part of the whole competition. "Take the final one and continue playing along with them, but know well the repercussions of siding with the wood being thrown into the fire." As she would say this, she would walk off at a brisk pace, leaving Sickle alone to contemplate her thoughts to himself.
Turning the dragon ball over in his hands, he saw a small sliver of paper with a phone number on it and a drawn face sticking out its tongue. He would pocket the paper, retrieving the balls and entering the reception area, determined to take as much from these corporations and planet as a whole as he could. First was this reward... Next would be a mission of his own.
"Look out world... I'm coming." |
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Metal Sickle
Full Member
Currently living it hot in the Big Gete Star
138 posts
Race: Changeling
Power Level: 77,052
Zeni: 3,640
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Nam/Sad Dragon Radar
Ancient Frost Sharp Stick.
Hoi-Poi Capsule
Earpiece
Medium Weights
Transformations: Emperor Form [x5][Perm]
Perks: Big Gete Star
Planet: Earth
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Post by Metal Sickle on Apr 23, 2019 21:01:40 GMT
Quest Complete!
Easter Dragon Ball Hunt
The Red Ribbon corporation is holding a little contest...a mock dragonball hunt! These artificial dragon balls are similar to the real ones, but instead of summoning Shenron the Red Ribbon Corporation will grant one wish!
+25%PL gains, +25% Zeni gains
Chance to win a Dragon Radar
10 or above /D20
2.5K WC minimum
7.5K WC Limit
Ending Statistics
Total Thread Word Count: 5,309
Non-Quest Bonuses: 10% PL Bonus (Racial)
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Kondai
Staff
134 posts 
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 39,557
Zeni: 14,769
Training Points: 3
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Pre-Workout Mix [9]
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Transformations: Great Ape (Controlled) [x13]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Kondai on Apr 23, 2019 21:33:06 GMT
Power Level: 4,380 Zeni: 2,655
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