Scallio
New Member
40 posts 
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 55,000
Zeni: 5,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Sadalan Dragon Radar
Space Pod
Transformations: Oozaru[x14]
Beserker's Omen[x14]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Scallio on Apr 30, 2019 0:44:08 GMT
Scallio, the ColonelScallio had been on earth for a few weeks at this point. The planet was nice, he supposed. Gentle weather and natives. But the planet seemed to be a magnet for strong warriors. Demons, Namekians, and other saiyans from all over the galaxy wanted to make their way to the planet for on reason or another. The Namekians were searching for something. The Saiyans wanted to test their mettle. And the demons… well he had no idea what the demons wanted.
But right now all Scallio cared about was training. Mastering his gifted abilities. To learn how to control them with little toll on his emotional state. Using his power… it made him angrier. More easily agitated. He was trying to change that. In his current form the green energies that coursed through his body normally were surrounding him, his having changed to a golden color. The earth shook around him while he raised his power level further, before throwing his arm forward and firing out a single ki blast out into the ocean.
The ki blast split the water down the center, before curving upwards and firing off harmlessly into space and exploding. Scallio watched, and he felt no more tired than before. Frowning, he began raising his power again, concentrating more of his ki into his right hand to try again.
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Enyo
New Member
8 posts 
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 15,950
Zeni: 3,043z
Training Points: 3
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Blutz Wave Blocking Visor
Saiyan Style Pod
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Enyo on May 7, 2019 20:41:36 GMT
The earth air was so much nicer than Frost. It wasn’t a matter of it being cleaner or dirtier. It was just that earth felt so much less… suppressing. The air was warm and clear and free, and frankly Enyo, loved it. She barrel rolled through the air, laughing a little to herself as she flew wildly and freely across the ocean and blue skies. The mutant hadn’t been on earth long, and she hadn’t found that Kami guy’s place just yet. A whole planet was a big hay stack to look for a needle in after all. But that was alright. She had time to kill. Time to enjoy the blue skies, bustling forests (that remind her so much of her old home), and the plethora of Earth’s delectable treats. What the fuck? Enyo froze in the air. She stopped dead as her ki senses pinged and picked up a familiar ki signal. No. No, fucking way. Enyo pivoted upright and turned in midair, homing in on the swell of familiar ki in the distance. He wouldn’t. Lettuki wouldn’t just be fucking around out here without telling me. Right? Enyo had assumed something had happened to her leader. Why else would he not have contacted her for a whole year? Why else would he have gone completely radio silent if not for a good reason? There was no way he could just be training out in the bright day of earth all willy nilly without contacting her. Enyo tried to repeat this logic to herself like a mantra to drown out the ache in her chest. And ache that swelled and quickly began to burn in anger. Then into rage. Enyo snarled and summoned her ki in a bright burning green fire around her. A light that shone even in the earth daylight. She then blasted forward leaving a trail in the ocean in her wake, making a bee line for the thrum of Berserker’s ki she could sense. Ever since she had taken Lettuki’s hand all those years ago, he had respected her as his soldier. He never just disappeared like he had this past year. She had been included in his plans. She had felt almost confided in. There had been a sense of trust that Enyo hadn’t had with anyone else before. To think that he might have just been casually messing around without contacting her just once? It made her feel… forgotten. After a lifetime of being thrown away, discarded, ignored, she couldn’t tolerate it with Lettuki. No, he had given her fucking purpose, damnit!! He wouldn’t do that. He couldn’t have just forgotten about her. … and if he had, she’ll make sure he’d never fucking forget again.
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Scallio
New Member
40 posts
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 55,000
Zeni: 5,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Sadalan Dragon Radar
Space Pod
Transformations: Oozaru[x14]
Beserker's Omen[x14]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Scallio on May 7, 2019 22:23:16 GMT
Scallio, the ColonelThe second ki blast he fired forward from his hand split the ocean in two just like the first. His emerald ki still surrounding him as he raised his hand and directed the blast into the sky to harmlessly explode just like the last. He sighed, his berserker ki slowly fading away as Scallio relaxed his body. His golden eyes slowly changed back to their typical onyx, his hair which had been standing straight up now fell back down into its usual spiked pattern. It was shortly after that that a green light began shining out of the corner of his eye. Scallio turned to face it as he raised a hand to cover his eyes from the light.
Between his fingers he could slowly make out the form of a… person? Someone was coming to see him, and they didn’t seem friendly based on their speed and the way their ki was violently shooting out of them. Ki was an extension of ones self. A physical manifestation of their warriors spirit. This one… he’d have to be warry around them.
As the person got closer Scallio raised his own ki, this time now blue as he suppressed his Berserker urges to unleash his power. He didn’t know if this person was a threat yet, or eve who they were. He wanted to wait until he felt like he needed to use his abilities at their fullest before unleashing his inner strength. Right now all he had to do was wait.
Once the person stopped in the air, he’d recognize her as a Saiyan woman. With a strange visor and leggings. He raised an eyebrow, and a hand in greeting. “Yo.” He’d speak. “What brings a Saiyaness like you out to Earth? Pretty far away from home aren’t you?” He’d ask, his own tail unfurling behind him and swaying behind him, aiming to show that this saiyaness was among her own kind. There would be no need for a fight.
But a spar, though… that could be fun. If she was one of those girls. Not all Saiyan females were warriors. Most females on Sadala were typical women from most races. Housekeepers, mothers. And so on. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t fight. She looked stronger than most saiyan females. And to be honest that was something Scallio liked in the females of his species. The fewer people of his own he needed to protect meant the more time he had to protect others that couldn’t protect themselves… besides, Saiyan men liked strong women.
He was still concerned about what could’ve possibly brought her to Earth. What was it with Saiyans and this planet? Lately it was like this planet was a magnet for strong warriors. It was strange. He wondered why that was.
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Enyo
New Member
8 posts
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 15,950
Zeni: 3,043z
Training Points: 3
Fighting Style: Brawler
Items: Blutz Wave Blocking Visor
Saiyan Style Pod
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Enyo on May 15, 2019 14:37:41 GMT
Enyo arrived in front of the man, floating above the ocean casually; the berserker’s ki faded away, replaced with the flavor of the man’s regular aura. Seeing that this wasn’t Lettuki, Enyo released her ki, and then returned to suppressing it, as was her habit.
Ki suppressed to 10% : 1,468 She didn’t know if she was more relieved or disappointed to discover that the berserker’s ki she had sensed hadn’t belonged to Lettuki. On one hand it meant he hadn’t callously forgotten her and was fucking around on earth. But on the other, that meant he was still missing. Enyo sighed, and then floated to the sandy shore, boots digging slightly into the wet sand. The matter with Lettuki settled, she turned her focus to the saiya-jin man. A man with the same berserk power Lettuki had. Enyo hadn’t known there could be others with Lettuki’s same strength. She had always assumed, like her, that he was a unique anomaly. But it seemed that she had been wrong. When the other saiya-jin greeted her, Enyo clasped her hands behind her head and sighed, “Man, I thought you were someone else… whatever. I’m looking for some Kami guy. I flew here from Frost because he invited me down for some interesting training.” Enyo dropped her hands from behind her head, moving them to her hips instead. She grinned, exposing her sharp fangs and asked sweetly, “You wouldn’t happen to know where I could find the guy, would you hot stuff?” And hot he was indeed. Whoever this guy was, he was a fine hunk of saiya-jin meat. He had a determined and striking face. His unruly saiya-jin hair swept upwards and slightly forward. He was strong as well, even without using his berserker’s ki. He matched her pretty evenly. Even if the guy didn’t know where Kami was, he’d make a good sparring partner. And she had no doubt he wouldn’t mind throwing down. He was a saiya-jin afterall. No saiya-jin worth his salt would turn down a sparring match. It’d been a while since she had an evenly matched sparring match. She often hunted much weaker prey, or challenged overwhelming foes. Hell the person she had trained with the most, Lettuki, was capable of swatting her like a Vegeta damned fly! No, fighting someone who was on her level would make for a fresh change of pace. Assuming he doesn’t go all out berserk, grow and extra few feet, and come at her like a wrecking ball. Buuuuuuuut, Enyo felt pretty confident he wouldn’t pull out his ace in the whole for something like this.
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Scallio
New Member
40 posts
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 55,000
Zeni: 5,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Sadalan Dragon Radar
Space Pod
Transformations: Oozaru[x14]
Beserker's Omen[x14]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Scallio on May 18, 2019 9:15:26 GMT
Scallio, the ColonelAs the girl descended down to the sandy beaches Scallio would follow her. He landed a few feet from her, well within talking distance but far enough away that he wouldn’t feel like he was invading her personal space. He’d slowly bend down before leaning back, resting his arms on his knees as she spoke about having been invited to train here by someone named ‘Kami’. Scallio shrugged his shoulder. “Beats me. Never heard the name.” Not that he even knew what it meant. There was no word for God in the Saiyan language, save for the Super Saiyan God legend. But that was all it really was. A legend to inspire the warriors of the next generation and keep the Saiyan race strong and thriving. At least that’s what Scallio thought anyway. But when she called him hot, Scallio chuckled. It hadn’t been the first time a saiyaness had come onto him in such a way. After all he was strong and he was handsome. It wasn’t unusual for a saiyan woman to desire him in such a manner.
But that wasn’t what they were talking about, now was it? Right now Scallio was curious as to who this girl was and what she was doing. Her intentions seemed innocent enough. Come to get training from a guy named Kami. Not that he knew who that was. But if he was strong enough to offer to train a Saiyan warrior then he had to be someone worth meeting. Perhaps she and Cal could work together to find them. “But whoever they are, if they want to train a Saiyan warrior they have to be pretty tough. Sounds like someone I’d want to meet.” He hoped that she’d pick up on what she was getting at. Besides, it’d be nice to have a sparring partner around in the meantime while they searched for the guy. No better training than fighting someone around your level.
He would stand up after that and walk up to her, his tall form towering over hers as he held out his hand to her in greeting, smiling. “So why don’t we travel together for a bit, eh? Besides, you’re not bad to look at yourself.” He’d tease, grinning. She wasn’t a bad looking saiyaness. She had the right curves in the right places and her body language spoke more about her power than her ki showed right now. “I’m Scallio, but you can call me Cal for short.” And if she took his hand he’d shake hers before letting go and allowing his arm to fall back to his side. Even if she said no to his proposition he figured he could at least talk her into a spar. No Saiyaness worth her salt would ever turn down the opportunity to fight someone like Scallio.
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