Usa
New Member
14 posts 
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 16, 2019 1:58:29 GMT
Life was typically a simple thing, exist and by any means necessary make sure that you persist in doing such. Well, one could suppose this was the main objective of life for those who had to worry about such things. This, however, was not the case for one peculiar individual who lived her life deep underground, blissfully unaware of the drive for life that pulled so many to accomplish things and push their lives further. everything was there that she needed, no matter what sort of issue came her way.
If she was bored, she had her manga and her anime to watch... hell the old doctor even left a gargantuan supply of old model kits. It was almost like she was created and raised by a child in a forty year old man's body. Regardless, these were things that she was quite involved in. So far her favorite series had to be the Isekai that the doctor collected en mass, each one offering an interesting perspective at the lives Usa could be living, but instead she would rather sit in front of a television screen with whatever snacks she could raid from the seven hundred ninety four and a half refrigerators that inhabited the old, decrepit laboratory.
Today was going to be one of those days like many of the others, she had just recently finished a series' anime adaptation after finishing the manga a week before and was rather salty over the deviation from the original plot, forcing a ship between two characters who shared no emotional interests in the manga and ignoring well developed and important relationships that were long seeded in the seven hundred fifty chapter manga series. Usa would trounce angrily about the lab, pouting as she looked for a snack amid the massive quandary of items that inhabited the various containment machines that were for some reason still powered, however this was not a thing she questioned.
With some luck, she would come across a bag of Broritoes and General Mountain Yew. Two of her favorite snacks when she was ready to binge a new series. With snacks in tow, she made her way back to her room, all the way back up on the primary level of the laboratory. It was a trek she despised making, but with snacks harder to find on the upper levels, she had to travel deep into the structure and hope something was hiding from her somewhere.
She would make it back up... eventually, heaving heavy breaths as her final steps up the stairs resulted in her collapsing to the ground for a moment, rolling to her back her eyes would gaze mindlessly into the light hanging above her, wondering if there was any easier way to go about this. Surely there was, but that would require entering sunlight, and she was pretty sure that thirty years of isolation in the darkness of the inside world made one into a vampire of sorts, actually that was a hilarious thought to take pride in. She would decide to remain here, just letting herself rest for some time.
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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 May 18, 2019 1:01:43 GMT
As Ayumu made his way to the small building, dressed in a pink apron with a small little pink frilly headdress from a maid as his bulky arms stuck out as he spoke in a slightly germanic spanish accent as he knocked a few times "Housekeeping?" before knocking a few times more before then noticing that there was a way inside.
Placing his fingers to his forehead as he teleported a few meters infront beyond the door, Ayumu would simply start cleaning up silenty.
"Hello, i was hired as housekeeping and nobody can keep me out at this point, i am going to clean every house contently and smoothly." as he would especially start with whatever kitchen he could find in this god forsaken mess, his body pulsing in energy as he was simply cleaning with his smile shining as brilliantly as the sun.
"Now, who hired me to clean here, anybody capable of answering?" He would respond in the area, hoping that the people nearby would give him some answers, or atleast an answer that would appeal to his own sense of desire to know what was going on.
Ayumu was curious dammit, he was extremely curious and he was not going to let anybody stop him.
PL:1,073,059
Transformed:Yes
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 18, 2019 16:40:14 GMT
Usa's eyes had dropped shut as the intensity of the light overhead began to irritate her retina, something that was never comfortable for anyone truly. Her family sized bag of Broritoes sat on its base against the wall nearby, just beyond her reach. She would burp suddenly, waking herself up and making her realize that she was going to need to eat soon or there was going to be a hangry rampage through the labs and the last time that happened she had to put herself into a suspended stasis just to keep the cohesion for her replaced limbs.
Her mind would be elsewhere as she started to rocker side to side on her back in an attempt to put herself into a better position to rise back up. The friction of her thighs rubbing caused her to grit her teeth at this, eventually rolling over her arm and flopping helplessly unto her chest, the pressure of this causing her a fair deal of discomfort. It would take a simple push to finally get her to her knees and then her feet. "I need to build a device to just pick me up so I can be even more lazy.", the young woman would speak to herself with an affirmative nod. Grabbing her drinks and bag of chips that should be enough to supply an entire family for a night, she started on her headway to her room once more.
Then a sound would catch her attention, echoing lightly through the metal and concrete halls, indistinct and indecipherable her eyes would furrow into a frown. "I swear to god, if the Rat Squad is back, I'm going to kill all four of you and turn you into my next meal!", Usa would yell without concern as to whom it might actually be, she was sure the threat would be enough to push back anyone stupid enough to break into the lab. Her mind still on her stomach, she continued on her way, gracefully striding between rooms and passageways on her way back to her own room. Once inside she would toss three pillows unto her chair and grab the fluffiest blanket she had managed to find, it was binge watching time.
The show she chose was the sort with an opening that dragged on for what felt like an eternity, giving her time to rinse out and fill a bowl with chips and an unholy combination of fifteen different dip flavours she had scoured from every corner of the laboratory. With her Breakfast-Lunch-Dinner complete, she would take a seat in her chair and start to enter a vegetative state of only eating and watching when an overwhelming pressure erupted through her mind... something she couldn't even begin to describe. The chill running down her spine, she would attempt to hide herself... and her food in hops at what she felt was superficial.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 482
TWC: 1,000
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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 May 18, 2019 22:37:17 GMT
As Ayumu had finished cleaning the entrance of the lab, a large amount of bags, snack wrappers and bowls that had to be cleaned out, he would simply stride into the room where the soft tuned of an anime were playing, the jingle of a small song that he hadn't heard in a while as he would simply aim his hand to the ground, embedding the area with nearly a million powerlevel of cleaning force as he then simply spoke "Clean." Before the floor would be left spotless.
His pink apron fluttering contently as he would nod to himself as he saw a figure attempting to hide, seeing a formidable sized set of blankets that was hiding, Ayumu couldn't help but manifest a small projectile of energy before making it vanish as he would then groan upon seeing another large file of wrappers, papers and other small decorations.
His entire body tensing up as he would gather even more energy at the palm of his own hand, starting to rinse the entire area with magical area as he would then ask. "I was hired as house cleaning. What needs to be cleaned, i can clean everything from people to millenia long stains." He would nod knowingly.
WC:206
TWC:414
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 19, 2019 0:17:45 GMT
There are few things more terrifying than someone breaking into your house and committing some heinous act... however, apparently it is even more terrifying when someone breaks into your house and starts cleaning anything without prompt. Well, this was the horror and terror that Usa now had to look at face to face. An ungodly large man in what appeared to be a frilly pink maid's uniform... the young woman knew there was much, much to the world she had never seen, but this specific vision was not something that made her want to see the rest of the world, it left her with more questions than any conceivable answers.
"You do realize this place has been mostly abandoned for twentyish years now, right?", Usa finally perked her head from underneath the blanket and spoke to the man, cocking her head to the side. It was a legitimate question and she was still pondering the man who had let himself into the old run down lab without so much of a reason given beyond some contrived story that someone asked him to clean the place up, something that Usa found rather difficult to believe. "Also if this is some sort of set-up, the git up ruins the mood and I do not see a cameraman anywhere around here.", she would follow up her curiosity with a snark towards the old man, poking fun at his apparent position as a maid despite the circumstances.
Usa would rise to her feet a and pause her show, sighing annoyedly and frown for a moment. Her moment of perpetual peace and quiet had been broken by some stranger who apparently could walk through solid steel doors... then again based on what Usa had felt prior, perhaps this was not so contrived in and of itself, but rather simply a capability the man possessed. With no means to defend herself, she would rest a hand on the back of her chair and the other on her hip, the sleeve of her sweater rolling over her hand and underneath her palm. The pale green hue of the knitted piece a contrast to the sea foam blue of her sweat pants that were accompanied alongside it.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 369
TWC: 1,369
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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 May 19, 2019 21:23:09 GMT
As Ayumu noticed that she was starting to feel awkward about him being here, he wuold snap his fingers and bring forwards a little more excitement into the room as he started to form a telepathic bond at first to make sure that he could take advantage of this in a later moment, a slight mental click before letting it detach.
Placing his fingers to his forehead, Ayumu would teleport behind the woman in a mere instant as he would simply then take out a small bucket to put on the ground near her as he would say with a surprised tone. "No yeah, i am not sure why anybody would trust the random cleaning person... Abandoned for twenty orso years and he is tasked with cleaning it?!"
Using a combination of magic materialization and his teleportation ability to appear on the other side at a mere instant as he drew the attention again, this time appearing in a blue puff of smoke as he had a messy hairdo reminscent with the bland looking dress he wore to an old housewife as he faked his voice to be a little more femine. "But i can not believe what kind of wish there would have to be made before this man to give the idea that he could just start cleaning!"
A final puff of smoke as the bucket was removed and Ayumu would appear back at the entrance in his apron and headdress once again as he spun a dry broom with a proud notion. "Kami of earth, atop the tower of korin and high in the sky, i am here to help make the world a better place by doing little jobs and even protecting the planet, but in my side job i tend to grant wishes to others willy nilly!" He would proclaim contently.
Before then taking of his headdress and turning it into a bouquet of flowers as he moved it forwards "But this may interest you more." The scent of roses spreading before he would then snap his fingers as he pushed outwards a bucket of chicken wings. "Or this instead, it depends."
WC:357
TWC:771
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 20, 2019 0:08:21 GMT
Usa could only watch the old man who stood at the entrance to the room, uninvited for that matter. It was bad enough that he was here to begin with, but something felt... off. The intense pressure rising from the man was not normal, it was a sensation she had never felt from another living being, even the mutated abominations at the underside of the laboratory never gave off any sort of indication that they too could create a pressure like this... was this a common thing in the world beyond the doors to the gargantuan underground structure?
Her eye brow would raise at the old man for a moment when something clicked in her mind and without thinking her thought processes halted and started once more. Her initially curious expression quickly shifting to one of skepticism and speculation as her brow furrowed and she frowned. As soon as the old man disappeared from her sight she tensed, fish clenching at her waist and not moving an inch from where she stood. She would do her best to ignore the fact that the old man was talking in her head and close her eyes to take a small breath and calm herself beyond everything that was going on before her.
As her eyelids rose once more, the old man had shifted again, and once more as well, each time still communicating telepathically and trying to make light of the situation it seemed. In the slightest, Usa was not really amused. "So... you break into my... house...? And then claim you were hired to clean a place that has not been touched in decades while claiming to be God?", the woman spoke with skepticism in her voice, still frowning at the old man. She would start to take slow steps towards Ayumu, her eyes not moving from him, making sure he didn't try to teleport away from her again.
"I don't think it would be remiss of me to be even the slightest bit skeptical of your claims. Were you some keen omnipotent being, you would know that interrupting a girl during her binge watching time is never a smart thing to do.", Usa was continue to say, tsking her tongue and finger at the old man, a sly grin crawling over her face, but dropping as soon as it arrived. Completing a circle around the man, she would make way to return to her chair, intent to eat something, unabated by the 'surprise visitor'... she had spent two hours looking for it all after all.
Taking a bite from a Brorito caked in the hellish abomination that was her twelve dip surprise, she would roll her eyes at the television which had gone into idle mode in the insuing confusion of this 'god' breaking into her room.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 467
TWC: 1,836
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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 May 20, 2019 2:00:09 GMT
As Ayumu noticed her eating another brorito instead of the food that he provided he just snapped his fingers to remove all the items before then realizing that the habits of this woman had degenerated into something he couldn't even understand.
The scent of food and sauces making the air a bit nauseous, his body trembling a bit as he would realize that from her living enviroment she couldn't just randomly stand windows, either medically or because of some other reasons as he stepped into the other rooms with a small set of air fresheners hanging from the hallway lamp.
Yet then something struck Ayumu as he would turn around, confusion spreading on his own face.
"So, uhh... Tell me what you want to eat, i can cook you an actual dinner up as we can discuss why this house was abandoned for so long with you in it, while you do not seem to be older than twenty or so, i must keep an eye on what has been living on the planet...
You see, i myself used to do training regimes and help people get some muscle mass and be able to protect the planet, but i am certain that this isn't needed?" Ayumu proposed, knowing that this woman surely had a reason for being in this room.
Cash was never a problem for himself after all these years and expierience he had enough, but he wasn't able to just connect to another person willy nilly.
Leaning on a chair that was starting to float, Ayumu awaited if he would get an answer as he would simply turn upside down while trying to figure out how to help this person, a smile on his face still as he would busy in other rooms cleaning up and sorting everything.
Making sure that the gas and all that was still turned on and attached and if not, he would find a solution to that himself.
WC:325
TWC:1096
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 20, 2019 6:18:54 GMT
Usa felt almost insulted at the older man's insinuation that her Broritoes were not proper food, the divine flavour and exquisite texture that the tiny triangular chips were constructed of were the absolute pinnacle of ingestables, be they of the snack variety or for any other meal of the day. bringing her hand to her chest, and gasping at the sheer audacity of this man, her frown would furrow a bit further as she half glared at the far older Human that stood in front of her. However the prospect of the foods she had only ever seen animated did make her consider for a moment, but the bag of pristine Broritoes said otherwise.
"How rude, I'l have you know, these chips are among one of the finest delicacies any living being on this planet has ever conceived. The perfect blend of flavour and texture all packed nearly into this bag of triangular bite sized pieces. And the sheer perfection that comes from adding my personal twelve and a half dip combo only further escalated the ecstasy that it ensnares you with.", Usa would bark with a pout, leaning back further to grab the bag of chips, slowly eating one at a time to make a point to the man that seemed to be poking around otherwise. She would continue to consider the other half of what he had said as she downed her snack food, lunch, dinner, second dinner, and breakfasts all at once.
"For starters, I don't think houses come in this size... or mostly submerged beneath miles and miles of stone and dirty, and second of all I... don't think it is quite abandoned aside from me. I've seen what looks like four sea turtles on the lower levels who like to dress up as ninjas to fight the armoured rat men on basement floor nine... it was funny at first, but very quickly got annoying when they would fight while I looked for snacks.", the woman would begin to speak, her original intent quickly shifted as she veered off to talking about the genetic abominations that the scientists had left to roam free deeper and deeper underground well beyond the primary levels and let along the surface floors.
"Training on the other hand, I've contemplated it, but I don't think I have the build... or the motivation for it.", she would comment, lowering her voice with the secondary comment jab at herself. Holding back a bit of a laugh and humming innocently to herself as she thought about it. It was an absolute wonder she could climb twenty thousand steps while encumbered by a bag of chips, let alone do real... active training. The thought of it alone made her exhausted and want to curl up in a ball and take a solid week long nap, and that week of napping would mean so much less snacking to be had. It was all a tragic wave of thoughts that culminated in her leaning back further against the chair, almost knocking herself and the bowl of concocted and fowl smelling salsa to the ground, but stopping before this calamity could be wrought upon the room... and her ego.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 531
TWC: 2,367
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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 May 20, 2019 18:25:32 GMT
As Ayumu noticed that she was willing to train and spoke about the four sea turtles that were battling crime, he couldn't be amazed at the knowledge that they were still alive, when the changeling Nicolas Frage wanted to steal the declaration of sea turtle indepedence, it was quite a bit of information as Ayumu mumbled about it out loud before then nodding with a sagely look about himself as he would manifest a small spherical ball of energy to balance on the tip of his fingers.
Letting it roll and move he would contently show it to the girl before himself. "So, This is ki, i always take this step first while i show the people of earth what they have been training with as i then ask them to show the same so i can figure out how much they have learned about it and if they have expertise in making others do stuff for them or maybe even have the power to blow up a planet or two." Ayumu his face showing a bit of disdain for his own latter comment.
"Now, You probably have a few more bits of information you can share as i must remind you... Uhh... Your door is connected to an old lady her basement in ginger town, like... Directly connected, it is just locked." As he would clarify this bit of information before scratching the back of his head, trying to figure out just what kind of race this person he was interacting with was...
WC:254
TWC:1350
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 20, 2019 19:37:10 GMT
The curious Biological Android could do little more than watch the man, whom we should not forget was intruding on her room, her sacred ground of resting and binge watching old year nine hundred eighty anime. He seemed to show curious interest in the mention of the biological horrors beneath them roughly a mile and a half give or take, mumbling something that for the most part Usa completely missed, so she figured that the matter, whatever it may be, was unimportant and could be dismissed past that point. Either way, she still held a great deal of skepticism towards the old man and to his true intentions here in her abode... we what she had claimed as her abode that is.
She would continue her ravenous consumption of the Brorito chips that were nestled ever so carefully in her free arm, wrapped and locked around the bag without any sign of letting go, her left hand digging through the plastic container to locate the perfect and largest chip that was available, always expending them first and working her way through the remnants once she had consumed her fill. These were the simple, and few, things she enjoyed in her fairly mundane and arguably lonely life. Snack foods and television were all a girl needed to survive, no?
At seeing the ball of energy form in the man's hand and dance ever so freely between his fingers, Usa would ponder such as she had never seen anything of the sort done before... however it did remind her of something she had almost completely forgotten about in the last few years or so, a tool she really could have made use of the other day when a spider found its way into her room. "I have no idea what ki is, but I know full well I am entirely capable of this... well I was about three years ago and sorta forgot about it.", the young woman would say as her left hand rose, the arm straightening and the wrist launching upwards, revealing a barrel at the interior of the arm with rotated with intense speed before charging a blinding violet light and firing at the wall, dissipating at it came into contact. As soon as her demonstration was done, her hand returned to its proper position and she returned to her snack foods as if nothign had ever occurred.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 399
TWC: 2,766
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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 May 20, 2019 20:33:09 GMT
Noticing the robotic and biomechanical components that made her arm able to do this, he wouldn't be too surprised besides the fact that they managed to finish problem 16 on androids and biomechanical droids which was the removal of their hands and being unable to recollect them... Well, that and problem 16.2, where their heads tended to get crushed in dramatic fashion.
A bit of a shame as it always happened within atleast three hours of production, nobody was able to figure how that happened but later versions didn't have any issue with such small notions.
Something that kept baffling Ayumu as he would cough lightly with his widened eyes closing slowly as he started to ponder his options.
"Alrighty... So you are using mechanical generation of energy, or atleast a portion of the process which means that you have a core that should be outputting energy at the level of your capabilities at all times..." Thinking through these options, Ayumu would then manifest a small ball of mechanical components that awkwardly shuffled about before then tossing a small piece of robotics towards the girl.
"Weird idea, but i want to see if you are better at destroying, repairing or something else." As he would point towards the small little item that was laying near her, smiling contently with the knowledge that not everything would be of use here.
Yet that he could figure out something else and manage to worm his way into training another person their skill!?
"That little chip allows you controll, you can try using that, but it is moreso for bringing it closer.
So, Show me, what is your main expertise?"
WC:277
TWC:1627
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 21, 2019 0:33:03 GMT
Usa's attention would turn away from the old man for a moment as the bag felt lighter... had she eaten her Broritoes that quickly? She was known for going through these bags in moments at a time, but she still had a very difficult time believing her own capabilities in this manner. Pouting and then frowning for a moment, she would set the bag aside and cross her arms defiantly across her chest, frustrated and still not entirely full form the snack that was to be her food until she was precocious enough to bring herself to the depths of the laboratory once more.
"The hell am I supposed to do with this thing?", the young woman would ponder at the mechanical bits and bobs the old man has chucked her way. She saw no relation in each individual piece or them as a whole, rather they all seemed too dissimilar to one another. She would take them one at a time, trying to poke them together in all manner of ways, perhaps this was a puzzle that she had to solve like that spiky haired kid from that mediocre ball based game anime she watched? It didn't take much to irritate Usa when she wasn't concentrating on a task... and this accomplished that without the slightest issue, as she was getting ready to throw each piece in a random direction, something in her mind clicked, as her fingers ran slowly over the tips of one of the pieces. It was at this moment she had an idea.
Her concentration shifted and her mechanical arm produced a soldering iron from the tip of her index finger. From here the now more than absorbed young woman would begin to work the pieces together in various configurations until she was satisfied with the outcome of her work. Lifting the device up, she would run a small current through the device and produce a tiny light, but beyond that there was little else the device she had jury rigged could accomplish. "There it does something, satisfied?", she would muster this frustrated question as he mind shifted once more on her. Usa's posture would shift to one of a more stern and composed stance, furrowing her brow into a speculative stare and coughing dismissively at the old man. She would take a moment to glance over at the television, the scene locked on the opening credits of the animation, the title card still not even fully revealed and the elusive binge she was hoping for before this whole incident locking itself away from her until later.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 432
TWC: 3,198
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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 May 21, 2019 3:07:06 GMT
As Ayumu watched her mess with the small apparatus and started making a small light out of it, noticing how it was moving a bit more as he would raise his left eyebrow, a few creases in the skin above his eyebrows as he would take out a small hankerchief, rubbing his own forehead.
A small stain of the dust that was in the hallway from earlier having stained the hankerchief now as he patted his own apron down, to get rid of the stains on his hand as the pink was sullied with brown.
Starting to ponder what to do at this point, he would lean his own weight onto the ball of his left heel, lifting his right leg up a little as he scratched the inner thigh with his shoe, a few scratches forming as he would then nod.
"It isn't that simple at all times, while frustration was shown, you seem to have a strange semblance of energy..." Ayumu lowering both his eyebrows as his wrinkles became more and more obvious on his own forehead, trying to figure out what was going on as his little nogging was going into overdrive.
A few past ideas that he had surfacing contently as he would stuff his hankerchief into one of the chest pockets of his own outfit as he started to manifest a few tools from his own little 'bag' made out of energy.
A strangely game like bag that resembled the 8-bit days that were centuries gone now as he would have pulled out a potion, a few training tools and even a few items that seemed to resemble a magical girl her equipment with a small plushie resembling a deadpan sentient pink cat.
Yet as he was rummaging through all these items, he would soon find himself drawing a small sphere from the bag as he would hold it out towards the girl.
"We are going to be checking your base limitations, put forwards the maximum amount of power you can and i can work out how we will train your body, maybe when you grow strong enough you can earn some cash just by flaunting your power around along with those assets of yours." Pointing his finger to her rather full figure as he sighed, his wrinkles fading as his expression eased up. "Maybe even to run your own animations and make a few reboots that you wish to see?"
WC:406
TWC:2033
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Usa
New Member
14 posts
Race: Bio-Android
Power Level: 45,000
Zeni: 18,000
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Brawler
Planet: Earth
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Post by Usa on May 22, 2019 6:37:04 GMT
The young girl's brow creased as she watched the old man, pondering on what had happened up to this point and the absolutely absurd instances that had led to an encounter that otherwise likely could have been completely avoided to begin with. Really, even in the more underappreciated works she had read or watched situations like this never led to anything but frustration or a problem... except that one fantasy epic, but that was one of those series that was more print than recorded and she did not want to even consider getting involved in that mess of reading, there are so many other things to watch or read after all!
Usa's attention wouldn't divert from the older humanoid who seemed to be biding his time for a moment, she really could not discern why, but what else could someone in her position do as is? After a moment of what Usa could only describe as discomfortable standing the old man began rummaging through a bag that looked like he picked it up from a children's game story... in a way it was rather humorous, but at the same time it was rather... curious? Really incapable of making up her mind on that front she would mentally shrug and simply focus her attention on the fact.
He would pull all manner of items from the bag, some of which seemed rather conventional and yet very odd for someone who was doing housecleaning and not training or other activities that would require that array of tools. What followed this was something that seemed a modicum more familiar to the cartoonishly indoctrinated woman. What seemed to be a wand for a magical girl and... a familiar? Now she was on the fine line between 'what the hell', and laughing her ass off at the peculiar old man. The absurdness of this all just tugged at her collar and she could not shake that feeling.
"Rude! You don't talk so passively about someone like that after essentially breaking into their home!", Usa would shout with a scoff at the old man's comment on her... 'assets'. A matter under other circumstance she may have considered a compliment, but these particular ones were not those. She would turn to face the other direction with her arms crossed for a moment until his second notion caught her attention. Ears perking up, she would turn back and offer a hand to the orb, unsure as to what the old man expected to happen but she may as well entertain whatever he had in mind no?
Nothing felt particularly different or changing as she looked placidly at the orb. Had she not made the notion clear prior, she had no idea that the intent was to show control of energy, but beyond the external release of her inner hydrogen cells she installed into her arm on her own, she had absolutely no idea what the old man had meant and sat there, staring at a ball that gave her no clear signs or indication something was supposed to occur.
Usa
Bio-Android
PL: 4,000
WC: 511
TWC: 3,709
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