Super Ultra Kami Guru Namorel
Full Member
105 posts
Race: Namekian
Power Level: 82,500
Zeni: 12,500
Training Points: 11
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Capsule House
Dojo
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Hoi-poi Capsule
Namekian Radar
90% Ally (Gadulka)
HM5-Gungnir
Transformations: Great Namek [x11]
Improved Power Namekian [x10] [9.5%]
Perks: Immortality
True Super Namekian Gene
Planet: Earth
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Post by Super Ultra Kami Guru Namorel on Apr 14, 2019 22:12:18 GMT
Namorel Namekian PL: 26,107 Active: HWs (75%): 6,527 GN (x8): 52,216 WC: 406 TWC: 1037 TransWC: 395
Namorel would shrug offhandedly at his mention by the old man, distracted by the communication between the saiyan siblings which he found hilarious. "Nineteen on the galactic calendar I presume? You're still an infant to me then, I'm ninety six.", the Namekian would smirk, interjecting on the conversation of the brothers with gusto. Regardless of if his comment went noticed, Namorel would grin at the fact for a moment.
His attention would soon turn to the tablet that the old man held before the others however, remembering the news of the event and nodding at his mention by the old Human. The look of the Saiyan was peculiar, it had what looked to the Namekian like an agitated aura. "Whatever is up with that Saiyan, it looks almost mindless in its actions.", Namorel would say quietly under his breath as he watched on. The conversation would quickly shift back to Ayumu attempting to resolve relations for a defense pact of sorts. The mention of Namek however piqued Namorel's attention as he made a point to speak up, "Namek is bad enough as it is, I need to get there soon to fix that...", his voice would be once more quiet, but clearly aimed at the conversation at hand.
The Namekian was still getting used to the idea of there being more than one group of Saiyans, but then again he has nothing to say on that matter with the three separate clans running around his planet without and concern for whom was in which one aside from attire or capabilities as such, and in some instances motives. The Namekian's ears would perk up as he caught wind of the other individual long before they made their appearance, tracking their movements by the sounds left by them in their wake, turning to face the bamboo before they emerged, he would seek out a ki signature only to find nothing. Raising his guard, Namorel's eyes were locked on the origin of the movements.
As what appeared to be another Human stepped through the slender tree line, Namorel pondered what was going on with intensity. The weapon in his hands did not help with the attitude he carried with him. Namorel would let the others handle the situation in his stead, but readied should combat break out for whatever reason. His eyes would be locked between the human and the saiyans in particular as he expected little from Ayumu.
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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 18, 2019 8:22:31 GMT
With the reactions from Kondai and Scallio, Ayumu couldn't help but shake his own head softly, knowing full well that there was always a few loyalist who couldn't figure out the small connections, but at the same time he had a gentle smile to give the wrong idea. Presenting them with a kind old man who was glad that he could call in the assistance of the saiyans for when an issue arose, somewhere in his own heart with his downwards aimed eyes, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness that with the devolution of spacecraft he had to first set up a small hub that would allow for faster travel.
Remembering the old fragments of the spacestations that once rested in the atmosphere, there was nothing that the old man could have done with the degeneration in their number, the amount of normal ships starting to reduce themselves slowly as travel became more slow-paced and about the luxury. The fast crafts that were once a market staple having become a backside problem as the people wanted slower and slower ships with more and more luxuries. The massive earth fleet that once decorated the skies and the saiyan pod capture systems having burned themselves in Ayumu his heart as he would then stop shaking his head, letting the energy in his heart to work on earth progress expand outwards to fill his body with a bit more heat as his breath was visible due to the heat from the pod having started to cool down.
"While your words are true Namorel, i think that our little insecure Scallio here" Taking a moment to pronounce the name correctly, letting the 'io' roll of his tongue as he stretched the name a little, not trying to poke fun but trying to learn how to pronounce it correctly as a sign of respect in the least, his smile showing that he was just trying to keep up a bit of a joyful atmosphere. "Has quite a few things on his own head about this, if he wishes to share it personally then that can always happen, so that i can help you when things do go terribly wrong, as such is the human spirit of things with our wandering natures and communication relays."
"So, let us take the heights of each other, as i am the average human height, Kondai would be around my height... The new guy who is named..." Letting his state his entire ordeal of demanding the identifications of everybody in the area as if he was a form of police untill Ayumu his eyes shined for a moment, putting that thought in the backline for a second as he then continued. "So, Back to the old science of man, With Kondai and me being the smallest ones in this area, that would mean that we would have to be the biggest cocks, so act a bit more your size and be proud of yourself." Ayumu would then proclaim. Snickering to himself, Ayumu would use a small manifestation of magic materialization to place it alongside Kondai his pants to fit rather snugly and with a obvious tell. Ayumu in response would whistle rather contently with a smirk on his own face.
"Hello, The name is Ayumu Hope" Ayumu would then speak towards the warrior or guard that had appeared, upon closer inspection and having his eyes run from the top of his body to the bottom, inspecting his entire outfit. He couldn't help but be a little impressed. His eyes gazing towards his weapon, his equipment and the way that he even handled himself, he could only imagine the amount of training the soldiers of earth had been getting, yet the main thing that was important was discipline. His mouth wanting to form a few words as he swallowed, feeling that his own lips were a little dry as he would snap his own fingers to manifest an array of floating plates. These plates themselves had a few carved decorations on them, taking a moment to solidify from energy itself, each other them that flew to a person had personalized carvings that corrosponded to themselves. Yet soon they were followed up with a cup for each person as Ayumu would ignite a small burst of fire using his own ki to ignite a cold looking flask before then pouring in a warmed drink of sweetened tea for everybody.
As Ayumu did this entire charade, having taken a moment to scan his own body with a small spurt of energy for where his identification was, he would pull out his ancient license. Knowing full well that this could cause some issues, he would still show it along with the information on it about his original books that predated the variants of Ki training that had appeared today. "Writer and recently somebody who trains people, i am here to find and recruit people to protect each other." He would admit.
"Please do enjoy the drinks everybody, because if things keep becoming more and more busy, i am going to have to prepare more. But please mister fist full of steel, could you lower the weapon for now? Besides the giant namekian" Pointing towards the creature that was towering above them all. "None of them could hurt a fly, and even the scary big namekian himself wouldn't even harm a fly if he was forced too." Chuckling to himself upon having the thought of a little fly buzz around the namekian, just the confusion at the creature at first and then the attempts to get it away. He hoped to one day see such an interaction to then bring enjoyment to his own heart. "So, if this is taken care of, May i see your identification papers mister Tek?" Knowing that the others had to show their own identifications probably, so he could peek at those.
"What group and faction do you belong too, along with what rank have you managed to attain?" Wanting to reward him with a small collection of magically manifested cookies for if he had archieved a decent rank.
WC:1022 TWC:2646
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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 26, 2019 2:26:59 GMT
Kondai pouted a bit in a humorous manner when his brother claimed to be joking, crossing his arms and acting in a manner that showed he still had a lot of maturing to do before he was ready to be considered a full-fledged warrior. Which was likely the exact idea behind sending him to Earth, allow him time to mature and get stronger. Kondai did have some maturity to him though, it was clear he held great pride for his home and race and looked forward to helping people out in whatever way he possibly could. As his entire speech to Ayumu previously proved.
Kondai somewhat frowned at Namorel before he smiled a little and returned the jab jokingly, with obvious intent not to harm.
"So, I suppose that makes you a wilted up old slug man then. Don't run out of energy just yet, I'd be disappointed if I didn't get to challenge you to a little one on one someday soon, you seem strong. Though now is not the time for such a matter so we'll have to put a pin in that for now. As unfortunate as that is."
Kondai said before the old man set off about something Kondai didn't quite entirely understand. He for some reason went on about their height in relation to their genitals. Kondai looked at the old man completely poker-faced and confused. To Kondai this made no sense as height had nothing to do with the endowment of an individual, and more importantly why did endowment matter in THIS situation? It was the last thing that came to mind when Kondai thought of his height. Was this man suffering from heat stroke or some form of delirium? It was a somewhat humid day in his forest so the first one wouldn't surprise him but both cases would be rather unfortunate. He didn't say anything to the old man out loud though as he didn't wish to seem rude.
it didn't take long for Tek to surround them and have a squad of snipers aimed right at them. Kondai hissed mildly, he did NOT like having weapons aimed at him immediately for no reason and this made him very angry but he dealt either way. When Tek asked who they were Kondai waited for Namorel and Ayumu to introduce themselves. Kondai reluctantly introduced himself to Tek despite how incredibly rude his sudden drop in with weaponry was in Kondai's eyes.
"Private Kondai of the Sadalan Army. Pleased to make your acquaintance I suppose."
Kondai didn't sound all that enthused whatsoever, his upset at having guns aimed at him was pretty clear. He hoped that this commander would understand how this sudden jump to threats of violence was pretty upsetting to someone. Kondai both really relished in such a challenge and wanted to push it further due to his saiyan blood but also knew he couldn't as that would be very morally wrong. It was a bind for any Saiyan-blooded individual, Kondai was sure he wasn't the only one here, he could only assume Scallio had a slight itch for a fight now too after being put in this situation though he was sure Scallio wouldn't act on it either.
WC: 539 TWC: 2,115 Heavy Weights (+75% Gains) Training Mix (+10% Gains)
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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 Apr 26, 2019 3:28:34 GMT
Scallio, the ColonelSo much was happening all at once. The Namekian had made jokes about his age and Kondai also teased him. Scallio chuckled at that, but the insides of his mind were still churning away at the information he had just learned. Another Saiyan like him… he could only imagine the destruction someone like that could cause if left unchained and uncontrolled. An Oozaru alone could bring an entire planet to heel over the course of a few months, but Scallio could access his power whenever he wanted... or it flared up when he got angry. To be able to access that power at any time… he could destroy a planets surface in a day if he wanted. Probably faster.
Not that he would. Scallio wasn’t a Vegetan Saiyan -- he was not a conqueror, he was a savior. Someone who helped people. How ironic it was, then, to be cursed with such an incredible power that he had a hard time controlling it. But things quickly went out of hand very quickly. At first Ayumu had been speaking about something related to their heights -- it hadn’t meant much to Scallio. Scallio stood at a solid 6’5, standing a head over his brother.
But then another Human entered the area, carrying a gun. Snipers appeared in the bushes all around them, and that was the last straw. Between the video he’d seen and the threat of coming under attack, Scallios emotions had been tested enough. To those that could sense energy it would feel as if a sudden cold chill went right up their spines. A green aura began to surround Scallio as his eyes flashed golden, his power level spiking as his hair stood on end.
His muscles bulked. His frame got larger in an instant, towering over the two humans and his brother, now standing at a gargantuan 9’3. The green aura clutched tightly to his body as he turned towards Tek, though he said nothing as Ayumu was speaking. He hadn’t attacked yet. But the air around the group had suddenly gone cold. And to many they might feel as if they were staring down a cornered predator ready to pounce on his prey and tear them limb from limb.
But that wasn’t yet happening. Any scouter in the area would read an impressive 122,000 power level when set to scan Scallio, but he had yet to move. Though after Kondai spoke, Scallio would speak to the commander. “Colonel Scallio of the Sadalan military.” After all, Tek had come here prepared for a fight. Scallio would not hold back if attacked first. “There is no need for violence here, Commander. Tell your men to stand down.”
The tone of Scallios voice suggested he was not asking this as a request of Tek.
It was a threat.
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Current PL 122,000. Berserkers Omen active.
Full Ki/Stamina remaining.
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Jack Cyprus
Staff
39 posts
Race: Android
Power Level: 27,502
Zeni: 7,245
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Communicator
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Perks: Mechanical Overclock [x4]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Jack Cyprus on Apr 30, 2019 15:23:25 GMT
Scallio 1875 PL 1563 Zenni
Kondai 2842 PL 1427 Zenni
Ayumu 3122 PL 1750 Zenni
Namorel 1223 PL 635 Zenni
Tek 303 PL 272 Zenni
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