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 May 7, 2019 20:30:35 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | @idkthetagyetso | | ✐ | 46,115 Power Level BS
36,892 Power Level W
23,057 PL Suppressed
18,446 PL Suppressed W
| | ✉ | Suppressed in his second form. [x0.5]
Wearing Light Weights
Equipping Weapon
Word Count: 263
Total Thread WC: 263
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| Namek.
The weirdest place Sickle has ever been to.
Somehow, he managed to stay much longer than the Changeling had hoped, but Sickle knew better than the complain. His plans were in motion, his items ready and his body prepared for the future ahead of himself. He had learned to expect these set backs when it comes to this planet, as it was the type of planet to have random crap strewn about.
However, he did not expect this.
A small farm, extremely little and almost looking as if someone intentionally made the area look extremely tiny on purpose. A small river nearby signaled fertile soil, so whoever planted their crops here definitely knew where to do it and how, but Sickle did not see anything nearby, though he felt a signature, his Ki sense still haywire and not being able to pinpoint exactly where it was coming from.
"Hello?" He would call up into the air, looking around. "Is anyone nearby? I stumbled on this crop field and I'm not sure exactly why it is here." He would question, the last part to himself more than to the outside world.
He was sure his imposing size would spook normal Namekians, hence the lack of them being in view. Most people see the thirteen foot tall Changeling and run for their lives, as gigantic horns and massive heights make people assume he is there to kill them, despite just waiting for his friend to help him continue his plans.
"If anyone is out there, I don't plan on hurting anyone. Relax, don't worry." |
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Sun-Star
Junior Member
66 posts 
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 58,000
Zeni: 15,000z
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Pre-workout Mix[10]
Blunt Weapon
Communication’s Earpiece
Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Transformations:
[x4 +x10] Superior Revealed
[Absorb +x10]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Sun-Star on May 7, 2019 21:43:51 GMT
Star had been dozing, that was probably the best term for it really, just relaxing ever so slightly below the waters edge and staring blankly into space. The croc had been working hard, though with little to no real progress and it was somewhat frustrating to her. She was designed to be a better creature. She was made to be this perfect creation, and yet everything that had approached her had kicked the crap out of her in a fight. Was it just an age thing, was all she really needed time? Or was everyone’s fascination with training and power that they spoke of a deeper thing. She’d suspected that the old human knew more than he’d really told her about the prototype and her evolution. Jealousy was an ugly thing and unbecoming of something as well crafted as herself.
Then the voice of another cut through her self reflection, her eyes blinking away a few times and peering through the water to see just what had caused it. It was actually something she recognised. Not the person but the species. Changeling. In a strange way it was infuriating to the little croc that she was made using the genetic code of this magnificent species but was so damn tiny despite this. The reassurance however was a strange one. It must have assumed that there was a Namekian out here in hiding. So sticking to the water for the moment Star spoke within the creature’s mind. No harm in finding out what they wanted before revealing themselves
And who are you, to invade my little hideaway changeling? You have entered the home of Sun Star. Speak your business, and quickly. I have little patience for intruders
WC: 286
TWC: 286
PL: 21,624
medium training weights on
Pre workout mix Eaten
Weighted PL: 10,812
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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 May 8, 2019 5:42:51 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Sun-Star | | ✐ | 46,115 Power Level BS
36,892 Power Level W
23,057 PL Suppressed
18,446 PL Suppressed W
| | ✉ | Suppressed in his second form. [x0.5]
Wearing Light Weights
Equipping Weapon
Word Count: 481
Total Thread WC: 744
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| "AH fuck not ANOTHER voice" Sickle would say as he would hit himself in the head for a second, trying to release the demons in his head and fix the voices. Sickle was terrible when it came to telepathy, as his mental instability made him all too away of voices in his head, and this only raked at his grey matter as he tried to figure out what exactly was causing it. That was just about the time he lost control again, snapping for a moment and firing two small beams from his eyes into the air out of frustrated rage, the purple blasts making a light singing noise as they cooked the oxygen around them, before his body and mind took control once more, his consciousness taking back the helm of his body. "Ah, fucking hell. Not that again. I thought I had gotten it under control." He would curse to himself, rubbing one of his horns lightly as a migraine filled his forehead, causing a terrible burning sensation.
"Sun Star, huh?" He would respond aloud, looking behind him away from the farm and standing still, facing the opposite direction as he spoke, his voice firm but fun and hinting at some potential laughter behind his speech. "Quite the interesting name for a Namekian. Is star your surname, or did your parent seriously name you Sun Star as if that didn't seem slightly off to anyone." He would joke, placing his hands on his hips and chuckling to himself. "I can hardly speak, my father gave me a rather odd name, considering Sickle isn't a traditional Changeling name by any means, though I do still bear the clan name that is, at least I am not synonymous with balls of fire in the sky." His voice would break into a light chuckle, before laughing hysterically at that, slapping where the human knee would be, pinging lightly off of the hard skin with a thud, rather than a stereotypical smack sound. His bio-armor chafing as the dragon balls inside slide about. "I apologize for being so rude, Sun Star. I was unaware someone lived here and was merely on a stroll. I did not expect to meet anyone or anything this far out from any of the villages and my friend told me to wait while he prepares something for us, so I had time to kill." He would explain his actions, hoping whoever it was would come out from hiding and greet him.
"I have time to talk if you should wish to, you never know why someone of my race may be prowling these cyan plans of yours, no? Not to mention, judging from my senses I doubt you'd prove much of a challenge to me either way, especially considering I am barely in my second form and I already seem to match you. Just come out, let's talk." |
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Sun-Star
Junior Member
66 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 58,000
Zeni: 15,000z
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Pre-workout Mix[10]
Blunt Weapon
Communication’s Earpiece
Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Transformations:
[x4 +x10] Superior Revealed
[Absorb +x10]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Sun-Star on May 9, 2019 9:57:29 GMT
Star was quite amused at the response from the changeling. She hadn’t encountered any of their kind before now and it was fascinating to see how they responded to something as simple as a telepathic communication. But then again it wasn’t like Star could talk normally, she just didn’t have the throat and mouth for it. Her last attempt was just a mess so she’d left it as it was for now. Her eyes peeking over the water opened wider at the beams the other created. Fascinating to say the least. Though she tried to at least be a little sympathetic.
If I’d known you’d react like that I’d have just kept quiet. Though, you’re right. I am no Namekian… I have a little of them in me, a little of your kind too now I think about it. For clarity.. It’s Sun Slash Star. So I just removed the stupid slash between the words and to those I like, they can just call me Star.
The croc emerged from the water without much ceremony, slipping out onto the bank and letting the warmth of Namek start to remove the water clinging to their body while they watched the changeling. he’d already mentioned that he was able to detect her in some way. So she felt little need to hide, though at the same time she did little to announce herself to the other. She regarded him levelly for a while and then in a tone that just screamed jealousy added
You change forms so easily? Were I able to do the same I do not think you would be so, confident in dealing with me. Then again, like everyone else I have fought you likely have some nasty little trick to incapacitate me, or some hidden wealth of strength that I have yet to figure out how to match up to.
The little croc advanced steadily through their little farm, carefully looking over the early signs of growth with every bit as much pride as a king would look over their subjects before taking to the sky and floating, acting like the sky was a soft pillow and folding their arms under their chin, the slitted eyes staring carefully at the changling
I can only hope when I figure out how to get to my next state, that I will be so tall. It’s rather humiliating being so tiny. Folk don’t take you seriously.
WC: 405
TWC: 691
PL: 21,624
medium training weights on
Pre workout mix Eaten
Weighted PL: 10,812
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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 May 22, 2019 16:05:18 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Sun-Star | | ✐ | 46,115 Power Level BS
36,892 Power Level W
23,057 PL Suppressed
18,446 PL Suppressed W
| | ✉ | Second Form [x.5]
Wearing Light Weights
Equipping Weapon
Word Count: 491
Total Thread WC: 1235
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| As Sickle would begin to calm down mentally, having heard the comments made by the creature inside of his mind, he formulated what to respond with. Everything still slightly dizzy from having gone back into the fold.
"Ah, don't speak of such oddities. I have no reason to even begin thinking of playing dirty. I do not fight others with tricks and ganders. I cut their throats open and watch them like a stuck pig on a butcher's hook" He would comment, before waving off the remark and simply scoffing at himself. "As for power and my forms, they're not easy. That is for sure. Everyone of my race must suppress their power at birth as to not accidentally kill themselves with the sheer explosion of power inside of our bodies. I am currently only able to achieve this form, my second thus far, without turning inside out and popping like a balloon. Thankfully enough, I'm still pretty powerful despite being at only roughly half of my power, minus some due to my weighted bio-armor, but otherwise I roughly clock in at around forty thousand in galactic power level. I believe that is roughly around zero point nine Kili?" He would say, flexing his arm for a second impressed with himself, before sighing. "Not that it matters, as I have to actually figure out how to achieve my True Form without killing myself in the process. At this point, I'm tempted to just wish on the dragon for it. Or, better yet, my own distinct form! Ah, either way. It's pointless until now. I do not wish to do any harm." Sickle would state, before falling to the ground in a cross cross manner, his tail wrapping around in a coil under him to act as a seat.
"So, Sun. I will call you sun, if you do not mind. I assume you are this lizard down here, no? You look an awful lot like the crocodiles and alligators of Planet Earth, yet you say you possess genetics from other species?" He would say aloud, mostly questioning himself. "Does that mean you're a genetic modification? I've so far yet to meet anything remotely as interesting. Most of this universe is full of monkeys with large powers trying to kill each other and mystical space dragons. That, and my best friend who owns this planet. I've yet to meet a product of science." He would state excitedly, peering over the small farm himself, admiring the work. "I find it quite odd I'd meet you here. Your species isn't native to this planet, I do believe. All I have ever encountered was the giant crabs and whales." He would ask quietly, scratching his horn with his wrist-mounted blade, before setting his hands on the ground away from the farm, digging his smooth, nail-less fingertips into the soft, cool dirt. Relaxed, he awaited a response, Hopefully, he did not come off as too hostile. |
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Sun-Star
Junior Member
66 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 58,000
Zeni: 15,000z
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Pre-workout Mix[10]
Blunt Weapon
Communication’s Earpiece
Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Transformations:
[x4 +x10] Superior Revealed
[Absorb +x10]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Sun-Star on May 22, 2019 17:10:43 GMT
Star would smirk ever so slightly, the croc finding it amusing that the changling race was one that didn’t bother with strange tricks in order to win it’s fights. It would seem that one of her racial makeup wasn’t a trickster in nature. Unlike the Namekian and the human she had had the displeasure of fighting and being pummelled by lest she forget. But she was still alive and that was what mattered to her now. She’d work on a side order of vengeance another time. Her little face narrowed heavily when it came to the information that the form changes among the changelings wasn’t going to be an easy thing and caused the little croc to rub its chin with some care. It would explain why a creature as strong as she was being beaten so easily that was for sure. Her power was likely supressed in some way as her genetic code mimicked that of the changelings. How frustrating for her
Well. I look forward to seeing how much stronger I would be if I become able to transform out of this tiny form and into the one I know to be my designed finishing point, but I am more intrigued by this concept of galatic power level? What is it and how does it relate to ones strength?
Then the second piece of fun information came to her, there was a means to gain wishes and have them fulfilled on this world? How strange that such a thing was even available. Of course, the others on world would not have informed the potentially dangerous creature about such an easy means to complete her objective and potentially squash the even present hunger. But she once again spare d a thought towards revenge against this world and its people.
I’m sorry, a wish? I have not been here long. What dragon? I have yet to encounter such a creature and to find that it grants wishes? My I have a wish I’d love to have fulfilled sometime... Heck it’s all I wanted since I was made last year
She wiggled in place for a moment or two before taking to the sky and sitting in the air to be at roughly head height and turned slowly before settling down again. Mostly just making it obvious it was her, or at least it was under her control in some way before deciding to be just a little silly with the changeling.
Oh no I just like using telekenisis to mess with people.
There was only a slight pause before she nodded though
Yes I am this little thing, and I was lab grown from DNA borrowed from just about every race going. Though my dominant genes appear to be Namekian and Changling in nature. Hence the green colour and as I’m told many have apparently compared your race to reptiles in much the same way as Saiyans are monkeys. So I’m guessing the two were mixed together in a careful way along with a little croc to make me look this way. As for why I’m here, I fled Earth, another of my kind... A wolf creature was on World and I had the inkling of a suspicion that our kind. Those of us grown in that lab will feed on one another in order to achieve our completed state so to speak. So, I wanted to feed here and grow, but was rather instantly stopped by a human protector on World and am basically under a weird form of agreement. I don’t get killed if I stop trying to eat the locals. I’m working on it, finding ways to build my strength and also biding time... I am only one after all, I can’t expect myself to be capable of taking on the whole world already.
What of you Sickle? Why have you come here? You spoke of knowing the person in charge?
WC: 655
TWC: 1346
PL: 21,624
medium training weights on
Pre workout mix Eaten
Weighted PL: 10,812
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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 May 22, 2019 18:03:07 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| ☒ | Sun-Star | | ✐ | 46,115 Power Level BS
36,892 Power Level W
23,057 PL Suppressed
18,446 PL Suppressed W
| | ✉ | Second Form [x.5]
Wearing Light Weights
Equipping Weapon
Word Count: 1040
Total Thread WC: 2275
Sickle's Voice: d10000
Sickle's Ki Color B: 04cf3d/d10000/ff27f6.
Sickle's Ki Color G: 1200dd/ff27f6/00ddb1. |
| "Interesting! That is quite the tale. I did not expect the wolf part especially!" He would say, rather giddy to the idea of it all. He took it at face value, the validity confirmed through the vocal patterns of the little croc. He could believe them for sure for now. "I must say, I am impressed that you managed it this far. Earth is quite a ways away, and not many make it unscathed." He would state, before continuing on.
"As for us Frost Demon's likeness to lizards, that is rather true. We appear quite like them." he would say proudly, his smooth skin feathering up like an angered chicken to reveal extremely small, fine toothed scales. They sectioned into each other so perfectly one would have never noticed had they not been shown it directly like this. "So that makes much more sense in that regard. Namekian tinting you such a way is also hilariously ironic, considering you're currently on the home of the Nameks. Weird hippie-like species for sure, but nicely colored and definitely they know how to create a good meal considering their inability to consume food." He would slightly jab at the species, before clapping to the Bio-Android.
Then the topic came to wishes. He had totally forgot of his company, and his casual mention set off alarm bells to the other creature. He felt a hush to his own tone, Sickle did, and with an annoyance in his heart, he knew he couldn't hold back without causing the creature to lack trust in him. His eyes would dilate into thin slits over their typical blue orbs.
"There... Are devices on most every planet referred too as Dragon Balls. When Namek was still young, they sent out emissaries to the stars to pressure the alien races to accept them as gods, and in exchange, these guardians gifted the planets with the ability to request a wish, the power unrivaled by anything people had seen. When these Dragon Balls are gathered together on the planet, and their magical password has been spoken, they release a mighty beast into the sky, hundreds of miles in height, who accepts or denies your wishes depending on their complexity. Over the years, some sets of Dragon Balls got stronger, such as those on this planet, allowing three wishes, while it is speculated that other Dragon Balls on planets that use them a lot grow weaker after each use." Sickle would explain, remembering what Ayumu and the book taught him. His hand making small Ki orbs in the shape of seven balls, before a small Ki dragon appearing from these Ki balls in his hand, recreating the scene of Shenron coming forth from the balls. "I only know of three sets of Dragon Balls, being from the planets Sadal, Earth, and Namek. However, it is speculated more exist. I hope that maybe even my homeworld possesses a set so that I may hunt them there." He would finish, before remembering the last two bits of information.
"OH, as to your question on Galactic Power Level. That is what the Planetary Trade Organization of Changelings refers to Power Level as. If you do not know what that is, it is your physical strength at it's absolute peak when comparing all of your inner energies and your physical prowess. So when you are weakened in battle, your Power Level is considered lower as well. When you are being boosted by outside sources such as reducing weights, you rise in Power Level.
For example, my species on average is born with a typical non-ki physical Power Level of around eighteen thousand. This is pretty high, as the higher end humans are born with a physical Power Level of four thousand. I was born a prodigy of my youth, born with a total of twenty four thousand before I ever unlocked my ability to access Ki. This was unheard of for my people, so do not take it as an example of all of us. After training my Ki, I managed to boost my power to roughly forty thousand without suppressions, making me relatively dangerous compared to most out there. My transformations hinder me, unlike other species who get transformations that boost their strength to unnaturally high levels. Due to this, my base power is considered my total power, and I will never match someone of Saiyan or Human birth." He would casually mention, detailing the fine tuning of Power Level. "As I sense you now, you are roughly around twenty two thousand Power Level, while I am right now standing at roughly eighteen thousand with all of my restraints on. If I were to remove these weights on my body, I would somewhere in the twenty three to twenty five thousand range. So, effectively, we are evenly matched before transformations, should you have any hidden under your sleeve." He would state, while writing out the numbers on the ground in both common and chilled.
"Also, in regards to the owner of this planet, his name is Guru Namorel. He is a Namekian I met on Earth who is about four times our power levels. When we were on Earth training, he threw me into the planet's moon and shattered the atmosphere with a thunderous crack when he punched me. He's crazy strong. If you ever think about getting more powerful, he is definitely the Namekian to look for." Sickle would start to end his ranting. "He is one of those guardians I mentioned, and his life is connected to the wishing Dragon Balls. If he dies, so do they, and so the Namekians treat him as they king and god. He likes to refer to himself as 'Super Kami Guru Namorel' after an ancient ancestor of his people who saved them from utter annihilation. I cannot say anything, though, as my great so-on grandfather was the infamous Cooler who committed mass genocide on the monkeys. As for other guardians, my friend Ayumu Hope is currently the Guardian slash God of Earth, and lives on that big ass tower in the plains of the west continent I believe. He's cool, if you wish to see him at all. He visits this planet from time to time." |
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