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 13, 2019 5:15:32 GMT
Look, okay, I can't let you into there. I have some samplers of it if you want, but I can't let you have whats in the freezer." the manager of the Southmart said to the odd alien in front of him. Sickle, the changeling standing hunched looking past the man at the food aisle with a hungry growl trilling from his throat, ignored everything the human said. He didn't care about the feeble creature. He wanted to eat something delicious.
"Eat... I want eat."
"No, sample. You're not just going to eat here without paying. If I have to, I will call the police." he would say, pushing Sickle back as an employee opened the door to retrieve a small container inside.
The trill of a deep roar would echo in the aisle as Sickle sprung past the manager and dived into the fridge and began to rip into the product inside.
"Get out of here you idiot. What the hell are you doing?"
"Grrrr..."
The voice couldn't seem to catch the attention of the Changeling struggling inside of the supermarket cooler. His suppressed form clawing at a container to try and pry the lid off. East Continent's Finest: Ken and Larry's Chocolate Cookie Cutter Ice Cream it stated in bold letters on the side, featuring an image of a cow zoanthrope giving a thumbs up. The manager of the store could do nothing but have his face in his hands as he seemed to just lose all hope in his employees and store. He motioned for them to leave the creature be as it tossed and turned in the freezer, door shut. Sickle could have cared less about the miserable little half-wits on the other side of the glass. His hands dug into the hard-as-rock dessert. Stuffing his mouth with the chunks and devouring it as fast as he can. He had completely forgotten why he was in this city, to begin with, let alone how he arrived at the store. All that was in his brain was finding a way to finish off all the delicious goodness that filled the aisle. Realistically, there was way too much for him to eat, but he wouldn't have it. He wanted all of it.
He growled low at the now empty container, throwing it against the wall and shattering the glass, before pouncing against another and rolling onto his back while stuffing his maw with more and more. His face was painted a brownish tint from his savage eating, and his eyes burning with the fierceness of an animal eating its prey.
Normal Power Level: 24,500 Suppressed Power Level: 6,125 Form: First Form [x0.25] Word Count: 431
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 13, 2019 5:25:56 GMT
Ayumu himself would come forwards at a rather fast speed upon seeing the problem as he was shopping for small accesoires for his attempts at making enchanted equipment, from naming little trinkets to terms like the onodachi, excalibur, eye of the dragon and many more with little ingravings, he had dropped his bag of treasures and ended up rushing.
"Okay, Sickle, That is a bad idea, i will whoop your ass if you go out of your way to eliminate more people from your little desires, also what did i even tell you?" Taking out a little collection of papers as he whipped through them before then pulling out one. "If you collect a small collection of good boy points you can get yourself a free meal at my house where i will give you as much ice cream as you can have." He would proclaim with a soft smile on his face. Ayumu always made certain to take care of the people that he had been training and playing with, but this arcosian was always a little bundle of joy to be around, although he did have some rather strange tendecies. But who says you can't work them out of a person to make them better?
WC: 207 PL: 26489 Transformation: x4 (ON) Heavy Weights (ON)
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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 13, 2019 7:22:39 GMT
The Changeling would grumble harshly at the old man as he dropped the container of ice cream he had squared away, dragging himself out of the fridge like a knock-off lizardman version of 'The Ring'. His smooth skin crackling with broken ice shards that had begun to form on his body, falling to the floor and shattering. Curling his tail around his chest and body as he crawled to be next to Ayumu, he would snarl lightly under his mouth as he accepted his fate in the matter. He knew Ayumu too well to fight back, that was sure. As he would follow Ayumu, Sickle's Ki would begin to form the figure of his clone beside them. Red smog forming an identical Sickle in his second form, tall and straight up, looking down on the two as they would find their way wherever Ayumu would be going.
"Say, Old Man, why are we hear?" the more rational diversion would ask for the wild beast of creature below. They shared a mind and personality, yet he seemed calmer whenever Sickle was out of it. Its gestures were civil, though devilish in intent, and his large stature required him to bend over slightly as they would walk so his head didn't go through the ceiling. "We can't seem to remember exactly why we are here. We know you probably were doing something, however, the distraction made us lose our train of thought."
The larger Sickle would spook the other market goers a bit too much, one lady seeing him and booking it for the doors, though he could care less. To Sickle, his appearance did not matter. All that mattered was the fact that he could speak semi-coherently with his Ki clone than with his deranged wild self.
Word Count: 296 Total Thread Word Count: 727
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 13, 2019 7:31:51 GMT
"We were planning to bring a few tubs of ice cream to the house where you could earn them upon eating them, but when i looked away because of a few sales i would notice you getting away almost instantly." As Ayumu would take a small collection of toys from his pocket as he dumped them into the bag that he manifested out of his own magical energy, weaving it together before then smiling to himself.
"But little fellow what is your goal again, what is your plan to resolve in this scenario and what will you do to make sure that no victims fall?" Of course, the side that was murderious was always there, but the person that he was talking to at this point would probably be able to figure this out as he then send a few energy hands out into the nearby passages to get a few ingredients he needed for dinner and the next few days. Rice, potatoes, minced meat and some other smaller vegetables, especially the ones that grew from dinosaurs themselves. It didn't take much longer as Ayumu would then manifest consider what he should do for breakfast in the morning as he would search for eggs with a small detached set of magical eyes, soon finding a sale on rice and stocking up rather nicely. His smile growing a bit wider as he hoped that the answer that came from the person he was in the shop with would be interesting or logical.
WC:251 TWC:458
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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 13, 2019 17:53:58 GMT
"Ah, I see..." the larger figure would say, realizing exactly where it had gone wrong. It's hand rising to its chin and scratching at his smooth scaley face. "I wasn't going to kill anyone... I just wanted something to eat" the Changeling would say depressingly, the real Sickle doing a light whimper for a moment at that, before tapping his tail against random items they passed by, seemingly for no apparent reason. His clone dissipating and reappearing in front of them, waving his arms about curiously, looking around the area as they spoke. "I can successfully commit to something and not cause a genocide in the process. I just happen to get caught up in the madness a bit too often..."
The actual Sickle would be inspecting a watermelon in the grocery, dragging lightly his index fingers claw across its hide as to not break the skin, feeling the texture of the fruit. His eyes widening for a moment, devising how exactly to fit the entire thing in his mouth without transforming into his horrifying and disgusting second form. This all happening before his clone would continue the ask his questions to the old man.
"So, what's on the menu for the future. What are our plans for the next few months. So far I've been left in the dark and I'd rather like to know if I get to adorn my throne in skulls or not." his clone would speak, beginning to sound viler and viler as the ended the sentence, waiting for a response from Ayumu.
Word Count: 258 Total Thread Word Count: 985
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 14, 2019 8:46:42 GMT
As he noticed the way that he ended his sentence, Ayumu would notice a small set of people starting to run of in the distance as he would smirk to himself, knowing that a young fellow with the disposition of Sickle had always needed a bit of excercise. Simply gasping to himself in an audible tone, Ayumu would point towards the men dressed in normal outfits who had been taking quite a collection of wallets and money from behind the counter as they voiced an audible 'oh shit' as Ayumu would send out a wave of energy to block the windows and doors from being damaged.
"Scythe... Wait, no. Sickle, it is time for you to prove how to eliminate an opponent without harming them too badly! We got a few ki powered warriors in the front of you that are willing to kill. Yet with the people in the store, if you go lethal the kids may be terrified and the adults may panic and get hurt!" As he spoke his order, Ayumu would then hope that Sickle could stop this little criminal activity, his own mind realizing that he could quite a nice sale on the items that he had been getting from this store.
WC 207 TWC 665
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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 14, 2019 9:09:11 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
☒ | Ayumu Hope | ✐ | 24,500 Power Level 6,125 PL Suppressed | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 343 Total Thread WC: 1328 |
| "You want me to deal with those men?" A rather confused Sickle clone would question, scratching his head with a curious nature. He was cautious at first, understanding that the old man was not desiring death and carnage. The real Sickle would crawl away from Ayumu and disappear below some grocery store shelves, the darkness encasing his figure as the massive Ki body double raged forward towards his opponents. He was physically unable to be damaged, as he was not designed to be used in combat, and all it could do is look menacing and morph it's rearing ugly maw into that of his third form, splitting his jaw and roaring loudly, before pulling back and acting as if though he was going to attack the men. Unbeknownst to them, to their flank was the real Sickle, lunging his body at two of the men and attempting to knock them out cleanly with his bear hands. "Surrender and face a sentence, resist and return in a black shaded bag." he would bellow from his chest, his iridescent domed skull shining in the light of the store, before his Ki clone would dissipate. His vision would finally settle on the last men, and he would attempt to stare them down, daring them to attack him and risk turning out worse than their buddies prior. If they accepted defeat, he would punch them square in the face and knock them unconscious, finishing up for Ayumu and displaying he had some semblance of restraint in his mortal form. However, if they resisted and fought back, his little body would fling itself onto the chest of the last remaining men and smash his skull repeatedly into theirs, shattering their noses and facial bones, but ultimately leaving them alive, but badly wounded.
If either worked, he would look to Ayumu with a good impression on his face, before gripping his domed head and cringing in pain as the psychotic episode ended horribly. His fog of war dissipating into regrets and moredom.
"Ugh, this is why I hate myself." |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 14, 2019 9:25:23 GMT
As Ayumu walked forwards, figuring out that he had a few things to teach a person, he would laugh at the little rascal who had been bashing heads in before trying to lift the creature up.
"You see Sickle" He spoke in general as he would close his eyes softly, his torso starting to expand slightly as a strange amount of energy started gathering at his own body, his other palm starting to radiantly glow, a source of energy that was becoming more and more dense as Ayumu started mixing in his own ability to displace his power to make it seem even more intense as it took a few moments before his shirt had completely torn off. "Even the most vicious powers can turn into a little source of energy that can protect people, which is able to shred through any form of evil!" As he would then pulse his palm forwards, the barrier that was on the walls vanishing as a small gap in the window had the shockwave travel through it.
"The littlest attempt at seemingly like a hero may seem unimpressive at first." Ayumu spoke as the pulse just struck the man in the side of the head from a distance away, the damage probably having reduced from the amount of space it traveled, even the fact that it managed to pass through an opened window without causing much more than trembling it.
Yet as Ayumu then pulled his arm back, the energy vanishing at once as the truck would suddenly be flipped up into the air, a large open palmed handprint on the side of the truck as it landed on the otherside of the road, the man inside having been knocked unconscious. "It may be time for me to teach you the secret of how to perfectly manipulate your Ki so you too can devastate people like this without risking your powers failing you."
WC: 320 TWC: 985 WITH PERMISSION, AYUMU LEARNS HIS SECOND LEVEL PALM STRIKE!
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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 14, 2019 9:44:45 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
☒ | Ayumu Hope | ✐ | 24,500 Power Level 6,125 PL Suppressed | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 403 Total Thread WC: 1731 |
| "What the actual fu-" His eyes would widen as he watched everything unfold in front of his very own eyes. The truck, everything about everything that happened was extreme. He knew about Ki. At least, what he was personally able to do, but this was absolutely batshit. The giant palm shape in the truck looked like Buddha himself smote the truck. "I really hope the person inside that truck is alive..." he would say, surprised by his ability to care so much about someone he was threatening just moments prior. "You want to teach ME of all people... what was it... to manipulate my Ki or something?" He would question Ayumu with a cautious mentality, his brain jogging hard as it tried to see why this stronger alpha would hold enough trust to give him valuable information like that. He had known Ayumu for a long time now, but still he held wonders as to what exactly went on inside the mind of the old man. "In the very least explain what the hell that was just then?" his rather thick Changeling accent pushed past his Earthling lingua.
"I am not sure if your training will help assist in preventing the pain and stress that comes with straining my body in my true form, but I will gladly accept your offer. Where do you wish to train?" Sickle would beckon, reaching over to a wall with a dropped landline telephone and hung it up, before channeling his Ki inside of his body and scanned the forms of the assailants, reading their Ki signatures and power. They were nothing special, the average human at best, and while rifling through their coats, he came across a small handheld cellphone. He was not the type to loot corpses, er, well, living victims, but opening up the phone using the finger of the unconscious man revealed plans for future robberies and heists, something he felt the police and others may find useful. He would delete the security passwords and identification from the device and toss it to Ayumu, grunting loudly as he did, before stretching his spine and whipping his tail back and forth, cracking it hard against the wind like a bullwhip. "We may want to prepare everything for whoever cleans this up. I do not want to be forced to do more than just knock people unconscious but I can't guaruntee people who detain me." |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 14, 2019 9:55:17 GMT
Ayumu would then walk outwards as he lifted the truck up with one palm, showing that the man inside was still alive, yet instead of being messed up from the impact, it seemed that not even a single scratch had showed up on the body of the man as Ayumu gave a knowing grin.
"This is Ki, although i use a combination of Ki and Magic." Ayumu manifesting a wild orb of energy before coating it in Ki as it was turned into a marble that he shot up into the skies, splitting the clouds as he blew the tip of his finger like a gun with a knowing smile. "The reason that i would give you this information on myself that easily is rather easy too."
Ayumu had always wanted to try this as he then projected his full power towards the little Arcosian who had done his best to keep everything going, to show that he was capable of keeping a little bit power on himself. Ayumu was starting to grow strong, he was figuring this out and he was starting to figure out that other creatures were starting to slow down, so why not play to this effect. "Because i want you to grow stronger than me, strong enough so that i can lean on your shoulder just like i let you shoulder on mine whenever you are in trouble. I want you to not just see me as a friend, i want to form comradery and relationships that will last the test of time, even when our bodies are evaporated by somebody who attempts to ruin our day that we are there to rescue each other." Untill he then gave a quick pointer towards the Phone.
"They are probably going to have to wait on 'cleaning' up the villains that could come here later, especially as there is a small collection of something that you gathered from that machine right?" Checking the phone in detail before then grunting rather loudly, his voice sounding much more annoyed than it ever had, maybe even a little anger as his energy started to spill out.
"Sickle. I am going to deliver the stuff at home, I want you to prepare and grab whatever you need at home, but we have to move out as soon as possible, there is going to be an explosive situation at an orphanage. We have to stop some annoyances and this time, we may have to put in more force than we wish."
WC:419 TWC:1404
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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 14, 2019 10:14:51 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
☒ | Ayumu Hope | ✐ | 24,500 Power Level 6,125 PL Suppressed | ✉ | Suppressed in his first form currently. [x0.25]
Word Count: 454 Total Thread WC: 2185 |
| As Ayumu made his case and demonstrating, Sickle took a deep notice before the old man began to calmly freak out and explain about the 'explosive' situation. Sickle was unaware fully what he meant, but went along and thought of everything he could do to prepare. He began to dig through the belongings of the men, retrieving a small device he was unaware of that looked vaguely like a remote control with a big red button on the top, as well as multiple notebooks detailing in deep detail the creation and dismantling nuclear fission missiles. He didn't understand any of that jargon but he tucked it all away in a small black purse he found behind a counter, alongside some wire clippers, a wrench, some scissors, and a stapler. His mind thinking back to the movies he would watch on his down time and all the movie heroes who dismantled TNT explosives and how they had to cut colored wires. 'It couldn't be very different to that, could it?' he would think to himself as he stuffed as many thin shirts as he could into the bag. "Uh... Uh... Shit shit shit shit shit." He would repeat over and over as his mind raced over all his possibilities. He would gloss over the type of bomb and where the orphanage was on one of the computers inside of the grocery, memorizing the coordinates and getting ready to take off, when it hits him. Sickle's body retorts and collapses for a split second, his head hearing voices and fighting back and forth as searing headaches plague his conscious. Barely rising to his feet awake, Sickle held onto the counter for support as he got his bearings. Wrapping the black back around his shoulders, and sliding on some leather gloves and a Earth military leather bomber jacket he appropriated from the unconscious criminals, he would fly at tops speeds towards his destination, plotting in his mind what he is going to do. If there are guards, he may have to shoot them down with his Ki eyes, but he doesn't want to kill or risk going apeshit on them and potentially fucking this up. All the possible scenarios coursing through his mind as he followed suit to his final destination, pulsing his Ki vibrantly in the air as if to flare to Ayumu that he was on his way there.
He wasn't about to let these lowlifes nuke a literal Orphanage. Sickle was evil, but he is classy evil. This is the type of dastardly you find on a children's cartoon. He found dishonor is unwarranted murders that weren't genocides, and he knew damn well he wouldn't let these feeble flesh monkeys get away with it.
[Sickle is leaving the thread] |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
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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 16, 2019 3:23:01 GMT
Sickle Gains:
Power Level: 1,442 Zeni: 1,093
Ayumu Gains:
Power Level: 1,449 Zeni: 757
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