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[IC] DBR: Requiem Terra Saga

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The Saiyan Invasion Saga


The sun rose upon a sleepy Mount Paozu, illuminating a previously cold, dark landscape. The trees and grass gracefully danced in a warm summer breeze, pleasantly greeting the day and bidding farewell to the night. For a long time, the humble Planet Earth, once believed to be the only source of life in the entire universe, was at peace. Unfortunately, this was about to change...
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Postby Gurori » Thu Sep 20, 2018 11:39 am

A Lush Forest, Mount Paozu

Blitzing through the forest, at speeds similar to that of a top-class athlete, Akiko was headed for one of the area's many lakes to catch her family's breakfast. This was a daily routine for the monkey-tailed girl, one which her "Grandparents" simply couldn't perform anymore. She wasn't even running, she was leaping from tree to tree, simply making use of her seemingly unique anatomy to greatly increase her own mobility.

As expected, she would've reached the lake in no time, almost immediately diving into the crystal clear water. It only took her a few minutes to catch a big fish, along with a few small-fries too. She was gone as soon as she came, hopping out of the lake and immediately darting off home, fish in hands. Fortunately, Akiko wouldn't need to worry about wet clothes; She had more at home.
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Thu Sep 20, 2018 1:56 pm

Grocery Shopping, Autumn City

Groceries didn't shop for themselves, and a body on the verge of collapse needed rest. So taking a day to go make sure he was stocked up on food for the next few weeks was a good idea. Plus, he had run out of lemon lime soda, and he wasn't going to keep training without the promise of a tangy soda to cool him off after a hard day of training. He entered the store, wallet in pocket, hands on shopping cart walking through the aisles as he had dozens of times before. Picking out some sugar cereal, various kinds of meat, veggies and all the other amenities.

He had enough of his tournament winnings left to last him for years without having to get a "real" job. The idea of which irked him to no end. How someone could tolerate sitting at a desk or whatever for hours on hours a day when they could be outside training? It boggled his mind that people could do it. They were stronger men then him. Things went as they did every other time until he got in line to pay for his groceries. Something felt off. The last time something felt off, he had to smack down a dinosaur that was trying to steal his dinner. There were not dinosaurs in the city, but he kept his eyes open for something suspicious.

When he got to the register, he started putting his things on it when he saw the cashier sweating bullets. It was cool both inside the building as well as outside, and he didn't look sick. He stared at the cashier who motioned his eyes down to the bottom left a few times. He caught a glimpse of of someone's shoe, and it wasn't the cashiers. "Alright. Here's my card. One second." He said and jumped over the counter. The thief thrust at Ovan with his knife. Ovan caught the tip, pulling the blade out of the cheap pocket knife and thrusting the blade at the thief, stopping the blade just before hitting him in the eye. "No. No more of this shit. Get."

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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Thu Sep 20, 2018 3:32 pm

Hirai Siblings, Road to Autumn City

Hayate whistled to himself as he guided the car down the road, taking in the scenery around him. He hadn't been in these parts for a couple of years now and had forgotten how calming the forest could be. The air itself seemed to clear up, especially compared to the desert they had just come from. Autumn City was just another few miles down the road now, and the pair would be able stop and rest for a few days. As much fun as the road was, it was always nice to find somewhere to sleep for a while.

Sticking his head out the window, Hayate called out to his sister who was running behind the car "Do you want to stop for lunch sis? You've got to be getting hungry back there!"

Ayata looked her brother dead in the eye and said "You better shut up and keep driving or I'm eating you for lunch!"

Hayate laughed and said "Love you too sis!" before focusing back on the road. Coming around the bend, he was greeted with a sight for sore eyes, the rising buildings of Autumn City. Honking the horn of the car a bit, he heard a thump on the roof, then saw Ayata climb in through the passenger window.

Rubbing her legs, Ayata grinned and said "Let's go and get kebabs or something. I want some protein after that workout."

Hayate laughed and said "All right, Kebabs it is. Kind of nice to be back in civilization."

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Postby Ralnis » Thu Sep 20, 2018 4:51 pm

Moe Thompson


My day woke up like everyone else's. I wake up, eat a vegetarian breakfast, get a protein shake and go to work. See I like going to a 9-5 job, makes me feel normal despite me having rock music going in my head. I don't own a car so I used the bus, I always wandered what was it like when vehicles have wheels. The reason why I don't fly is for obvious reasons, I mean I am a damn superhero. Still, the bus is always crowded despite being a double decker. Many of these people are just going downtown at the commercial district since Autumn City is a big service economy, most cities are.

As I got off the bus to my job, I look at the depressing 4 storied building that owns half of my soul. I stepped in and clocked in as I get in the elevator. Mostly small talk was going on but as the dull ring from the elevator to my floor that I squeezed out of the elevator and head towards my desk. There was nothing really major about my desk, I couldn't show off any of my rock memorabilia and I don't need to show anything really, my job is to irritate people at dinner or watching TV to sale them overprice kitchen utensils.

I'm not that great at my job but I hit quotas, I hit enough quotas that no one ask me anything and I don't need to get a promotion. In the grand scheme of things, I'm content in my station. If there's one thing that makes me happy to have this job is people hanging up on me before I even finish my script. It make's me happy that I can be rejected by normal people because I get a lot of admiration as Redline, too much for my taste. Still I closed a few sales before the launch break and my boss comes to me and whisper:

"Hey Moe, off doing your 'other work'?"

Now your wandering, how the hell my boss knows of my superhero hi jinks? Well it's because he got me changing out of my costume in the bathroom. I thought at first he was going to exploit this to get back at me being an ass to him at that one company picnic, but he didn't. Thing is that I saved his kid when I saved that school bus from falling of the I-39 Bridge south out of the city to Monchu Park. Thing is though that I just didn't want to see kids die and saved them.

Still, he was able to keep a secret and cover for me when I have to go save the city from whatever criminal or disaster of the week that comes from hell.

"Yeah George, I should be back in a few minutes." I sighed as I went out the door.

I put some more pep in my step as I only got fifteen minutes for lunch and I needed to get into my costume and go Redline so I can start doing the daily patrol. As I look at my costume, I always had a thought that I could make this better than looking like a racecar driver with a bunch of rock band sponsorships. Still didn't matter what I truly look like, as long the city is saved and no other bullshit was going to happen to him. As I put on my power level scanner watch and my racer helmet, the instruments already picked up a grocery store robbery at my neighborhood.

I thought it was strange at first that someone would rob anything where I live since I can just go all superhero on villain ass or persuade them to not do that. Shit, I even paid for someone's food he was going to steal because he looked that desperate. Still, a crime was a crime so I jumped out of a window in secret and did my signature technique.

My aura explode with a crimson hue as I launched myself at high speeds, faster than anything that I know on Earth, to the scene. It didn't even take me less than a second to get to what I saw was a simple robbery. The robber wasn't anyone I knew of and he had a knife pointed to one guy in a mask, it seemed like the two had a fallen out to me but the guy holding the knife at the other guy didn't fit the MO of the common criminal. However I can't take any chances.

"Hey, maybe you should drop that knife man." I called out the wild-looking man," I mean I know crime is difficult to do now adays but you shouldn't be going after corner groceries because not even they make the best money to rob from."
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Postby The Rebel Alliances » Thu Sep 20, 2018 5:40 pm

Ethan Cole-Autumn City Maximum Security Prison

Yard time. It was the one time a month that I get to see anything besides the cold brick of my cell in solitary confinement. Sure, I had some 'luxuries' that other prisoners lacked. A decent bed. A color tv. A radio. And a few books. All supplied by a anonymous donor. I knew exactly who that donor was, but no one else did. No one could know that the Mayor himself was supplying such luxury to a condemned domestic terrorist. At first I refused to even make use of the gifts, but over time I figured I may as well. But for now, I am enjoying the one time a month where I am among other people, under heavy guard of course. The chains clanged together as I was escorted out the doors and the sun beat down upon my senses. My eyes taking several moments to adjust to the change. And as soon as I stepped on the scene I was greeted by a ruckus which caught my attention. There was a prisoner who was a giant of a man, getting a little loud with a prison guard. Throwing his weight around. And from the sight of the other bleeding prisoner on the pavement, he had just floored the man and that is what got the guards involved.

One guard shocked the man in the kidney but it seemed to do nothing, and the man snapped his restraints like paper and then back handed the guard ten feet and turned his attention to a new guard. The guard was a woman in her mid twenties and armed with a night stick, nothing which would repel the giant.

But before the man could deliver his strike upon her, I placed myself between them with surprising speed given the massive weight of the iron ball my ankle was attached to. His fist smashed against my temple and hardly caused me to flinch. Firmly having his attention as the woman backed away the other guards descended around us but stopped just short of interfering. Its common for them to watch prisoners battle it out, guess they found it entertaining.

I looked up at the man who must have been about eight feet tall as he growled at me.

"You want to fight me, little man?" I met his eye with a look of intense indifference as I responded.

"A boot does not challenge a cockroach to a fight." I then turned my back to him.

I was not about to give these officers, or him the satisfaction. I used to be quick to throw a fist. Look where that got me. But with a roar, the man behind me grabbed me by the head and then slammed me face first against the brick wall of the building. Tearing into it and then dropping me as I lifted a hand to my lip to find it bloody. Well, maybe I can give them a little satisfaction.

Then, in one swift movement, I elbowed him in the gut where I could hear all wind leave his body as he stumbled backwards. Then, I spun a swift kick in his direction, but not for my foot to make contact. Instead, the iron ball I drag around smashed into his face and sent him flying across the entire yard. Where he sailed through the outer prison wall. I could see him breathing, so he was alive.

He was just fucked up.

Spitting some blood on the ground beneath me, I cast my gaze around and could see the officers atop the walls aiming their weapons at me. And I knew my play time was over. With a bored shrug I exhaled and then met the gaze of the woman whom I had saved just moments ago. As she watched me in disbelief with what she just witnessed. I then commented in a neutral tone.

"Yeah, guess I have been a bad boy. I'll see myself to my room now." And with that, I re-entered the prison only for the woman to run after me and 'escort' me back to my quarters. Never saying a word the entire time.

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Postby The Republic of Atria » Thu Sep 20, 2018 8:13 pm

Ovan held the knife at the would-be robber. "I hate a lot of things. Bullies are number one. I'd kill you but-" He was cut off by some... Slapdash superhero looking guy, with a remarkable red glow around him. Something told him that despite the man's quite terrible taste in clothing he wouldn't approach. "You look much more interesting than this chump here." He said and threw the thief over the counter. "Don't ever let me catch you around here again." He finished and turned his attention to the masked vigilante who interrupted him and climbed over the counter.

Ovan didn't even realize he was still carrying the knife that he took from the robber. Normally he would've just wrapped things up and started heading back home, but something about the "hero" had his attention. He hadn't fought an actual challenging opponent in awhile. "And what if I don't? You'll make a big mess of this poor man's shop? This is my favorite grocery store and I'd rather not destroy it. Tell you what, since you seem all fired up. Let's head outside and we can settle this without have to endanger lives?" He suggested, leaving the store and dashing with inhuman speed to the outskirts of the city to await his challenge.

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Postby Turkducken » Thu Sep 20, 2018 9:14 pm

The Forests around Autumn City were a brilliant shade of green this time of year. The animals of the forest were incredibly lively, and some of the most dangerous beasts, those who had hibernated through the cold times, were out in force. They were retaking lost territory, forging for food, and generally raising hell. Some of the largest among them, dinosaurs, were particularly aggressive beasts. They stomped and roared over their territory with bombastic primal fury, these creatures were the top of their food chain, and had no natural predators. This is why it was particularly strange for a young man to be eagerly challenging the largest among them in an open clearing.

"Come on you lizard! Come eat me! I dare you!" the young man shouted across the clearing. The lizard in question, was puzzled by the young man's challenge, as it dwarfed the seemingly tiny human. "Come on! Come eat me you coward!" the young man shouted again, this time picking up a rock and throwing it with considerable force at the huge creature. It struck the bridge of its' nose with a hard and loud whack. The creature, obviously incensed by this, disregarded its' own confusion; and proceeded to charge at the young man. The young man gave a cocky smirk, and proceeded to charge at full speed towards the creature. Just before the two collided, the young man gave a swift uppercut to the jaw of the creature, and it was all over for the creature. That one blow ended its' existence, and it collapsed with a messy and loud thud, to the ground. Other animals, observing from the treeline, watched in shock and terror, before running away in fear from what must be a monster. The young man then proceeded to mark and carve parts of the beasts body, taking some of the prime meat for himself, before departing.

He walked alone through the forest, reveling in the feelings of combat he had experienced just earlier. He came across another clearing, this one with a road running West to East through it, and proceeded to walk into the road. Completely lost in his own thoughts and reveling in the prospects of having dinosaur meat for his own dinner.
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Thu Sep 20, 2018 10:24 pm

Hirai Siblings, Road to Autumn City

"Almost heaven... Papaya Island..." Hayate sang blissfully for the third time. Ayata tapped a window impatiently, waiting for the worst part. "COUNTRY ROADS... TAKE ME HOME..."

"I SWEAR TO GOD HAYATE, YOU SING THAT STUPID SONG ONE MORE TIME I AM GOING TO BLAST THIS CAR APART, AND YOU WITH IT!" Ayata screamed.

Sensing her power flare up, Hayate grinned and said "I'm sorry you lack taste in music. Clearly being strong doesn't equivalate to intelligence after all."

Ayata calmed herself a bit before replying "Says the guy who actually chose to go to school and got sad when he flunked out. I'd say I'm well off where I am." Staring out the window, Ayata began to try and count the trees so that she could sleep off the rest of the journey. It had been a long run this morning, around 50-60 miles. As she began to drift off, Hayate grinned and put back on his music, this time singing silently to himself. Soon he was lost in the words, transported to the tropics and the clear blue water of his childhood that he missed nowadays. Feeling himself beginning to drift a bit, he snapped himself back into reality to find a person walking through the middle of the road.

His reactions kicking into gear, Hayate quickly yanked the steering wheel to the right, swerving out of the way and causing the car to begin to roll. Just narrowly missing the man in the road, the car skidded across the ground on it's side before coming to a stop. Groaning, Ayata asked "What the hell just happened..."

Hayate began to unbuckle himself "Guy was walking in the road for some reason."

Ayata quickly undid her seatbelt, and climbed out of the car with her brother. Looking at the man in the road she yelled "Hey, what's your problem? Don't you know roads are for cars?!" Her tail curled around her side in a rigid way to show her anger.

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Postby Finland SSR » Fri Sep 21, 2018 1:33 am

Prince Callar, Leader of the Saiyan Race!

Somewhere far, far away





Sol III, then. North Galaxy. That's where, according to the few sparse documents detailing the traffic in and out of Planet Sadla before its untimely destruction at the hands of a meteor shower, the last hope of the Saiyan species could potentially lie. A few infants had apparently slipped from the eye of the Planet Trade Organization around two decades ago, and now reside on that planet, apparently called Earth in its native language. Though they were designated to destroy it and thus prepare it for sale in the galactic market, something must have gone wrong, as biomatter scans and analysis from outer space indicate that the planet is not only thriving, but its civilization is starting to advance to the space age, their technology in some fields rapidly catching up to that of the galactic standard.

Which could only mean one of two things. Either the Saiyans adapted to the Earthling society and lifestyle and have forgotten their mission. Or they are all dead. God, I hope it's not the latter. There were only five of them left in the Planet Trade Organization, and, what's worse, all males. There wouldn't be any grounds Callar wouldn't step down to so his species could be brought away from the claws of extinction. That's the duty he felt as the last member of the Saiyan royal family. If there's anyone whose shoulders carry the burden of preventing this fate, it would be his.

"Hey!"

Two of Callar's comrades, Radis and Egpla, had been designated to travel to Sol III, officially to prepare the planet for sale, but also to find out what the hell happened to the Saiyans who were supposed to have landed on Earth. The second goal was never vocalized to any of the upper leadership of the PTO - neither any generals, nor Lady Eis, nor the Emperor, they didn't need to know. However, Callar couldn't help but feel that Radis and Egpla both could... screw everything up. Not by getting defeated - there's no chance that the duo could possibly lose, no - but because they were both meatheads, followers of traditional Saiyan character, which wouldn't bode well when Callar hoped to recruit Earth's Saiyans and take them under his wing. Obviously, neither they nor I know anything about how Earthlings operate and what their character is like. Best just cross my fingers and hope they can-

"Hey, pretty-face!"

Callar sighed, exiting his conflux of thoughts, and turning his face towards the alien standing in the corridor, a few meters away, and constantly calling out to him with a smirk on his face. A humanoid warrior with fur across much of his body, wearing heavy Battle Armor - the call-sign of Commander Appala, one of the highest ranking officers in the Planet Trade Organization. Him and Callar were... acquaintances.

"If someone as ugly as you calls me pretty, I'm not sure if I should take this as a compliment or as an insult." the Saiyan prince replied, turning his whole body to face Appala, who responded with a snicker.

"Took you a while to come up with that retort, Petite Prince! Your comedy skills must be going rusty."

"The hell do you want?"

"Oh, nothing much, just snooping around, looking over the units in this station to check if nothing is amiss... A label I couldn't put on two of your monkey comrades. Where are they?"

Callar raised his eyebrow. Why's he interested in that? "They're on a mission together. If your eyes haven't gone blind from looking into a mirror all day, you can check the mission catalog and will find their names."

"Oh really now? Where are they heading? I would've imagined that you would be with them."

"Sol III, standard planet sweep. I'm not with them because I am not a nanny who handholds reasonable warriors."

"Hehe, oh so?" Appala snickered, smirking and looking over his fingernails, all dyed and preciously crafted. "That wasn't the case in the past, was it? After all, someone like you needs to do everything to make up for the fact that you're a mudblood just like them!"

A purple aura instantly burst to life around the bastard prince, shaking the reinforced windows and walls of the corridor a little and popping a lightbulb above Callar's head. Appala's smirk widened. It's easier and easier to press the right buttons in this kid, isn't it?

"If you're here to provoke a fight with me, then you could have just said that from the beginning." the Saiyan muttered, clenching his fists, though still standing upright and not in a combat stance, while the aura continued to flow around his body. "I wouldn't have said no."

"Aw, that's the spirit, little prince!" Appala exclaimed, spreading his hands to the sides. "Come on, I'll even let you throw the first punch."

Callar would have gone right for the bait, had his mind not taken a second's worth of a pause and noticed that various PTO goons were already starting to gather from both sides of the corridor to watch the ensuing fight. No doubt, if the Saiyan actually moves in and this incident is reported to Lady Eis or, god forbid, the Emperor himself, he would suffer grave consequences. That's not to mention the fact that no matter how much Callar hated Appala, his narcissism and his insufferable attitude, the power balance between the two was firmly in the latter's favor. For now.

With all that in mind, Callar sighed, the aura around his body faded, and the prince began to walk away, pushing himself through the crowd of assorted alien goons, much to Appala's dismay. But not before he spoke:

"If you ran out of boots to lick, Appala, then go lick your mirror, it'll respond in kind."
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Postby Gurori » Fri Sep 21, 2018 7:12 am

Sol System: 5 AU away from Earth

Two white orbs shot through the dark, empty void of space, both headed for Sol III; Known to the locals as Earth. Occupying each orb was a Saiyan, headed for the blue planet with two missions. The first mission was rather simple, really; Annihilate the natives, let the PTO do the rest. The second mission probably wouldn't be as easy though, it wasn't even an official mission; Find the Saiyans which were sent to Earth and bring them to Callar.

Fortunately for our heroes, there was still a few... Hours left before the Saiyans reach their destination.

Emperor Galacius' Spaceship, Deep Space

Unfortunately, nobody even needed to report it to Lady Eis' as she just so happened to be headed for Callar's quarters at the time. As such, she had clearly heard the commotion. Nobody seemed to have thrown any punches though, so Eis would probably let it slide just this once. "The Monkey is being teased by the Bunny, how cute..." Of course, those words could only have been spoken with a mocking tone. In-fact, that was the tone Eis tended to use when speaking to these two specifically.

"Fun aside, I need a status check on those two. When was the last message sent?"
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Postby The Fallen Jedi » Fri Sep 21, 2018 8:02 am

Outskirts of Autumn City
Khido 'Tenom


For most of his life on Earth Khido had no actual home, living most of his life in solitude in the wild as a form of penance for his failure. True that he participated in World Tournaments as a way to scale up his own power but those were few and far between as well as the fact that when he fought against other participants that he would hide his extra pair of arms in order to avoid freaking out the spectators as to his appearance. However even with this limitation did he learn to appreciate the variety of wildlife on the Earth, being more plentiful and diverse than on his home world of Salexis: it helped him at least momentarily forget about the reason why he was here on Earth to begin with. Hidden within the forests leading to Autumn City was where the tall form of Khido walked throughout the forest as he made his way towards Autumn city. He had interacted with humanity only a little at a time, leaving when his part in the World Tournament was done but this time he would try to learn more about the planet he was on, to understand humanity more.

As he approached the city however, he could feel two energy signatures almost on par with his approaching a clearing in front of him. Growing interested in the intensity of power, Khido would come to a halt only a few feet away from the opening and keep himself hidden behind a large tree trunk "Did they sense me?" Khido asked himself as he began to suppress his power as much as he could in order to avoid detection.
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Postby Turkducken » Fri Sep 21, 2018 8:16 am

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Colrab was surprised by the oncoming vehicle, it swerved just past him, before completely falling to its' side and skidding to a halt several feet away. A woman, who appeared to be of similar age, jumped out of it. Proceeding to yell angrily at him, and while he didn't completly understand everything she was saying, it sounded like a challenge. "So you wanna fight huh?" Colrab called across the gap between them, dropping his bag full of meat to the side. He took up an aggressive stance, and began to taunt his new opponent. "Come at me then!"

Ayata sighed and turned to Hayate saying "This will take me a bit. Get the car flipped" Turning back to the mysterious man in the road, Ayata said "Fine, but you asked for it." Looking over her opponent once for some quick analysis, she noted his larger and more muscular, form, but didn't think too much of him, having never even seen him at the Tenkashi. She cracked her neck once before launching off the top of the car with a powerful ki enhanced leap, pulling back and aiming a punch right at Colrab's chin.

Colrab witnessed the woman's athletic spectacle, "Damn she's faster than me!" He thought, he took the punch head on. Sliding back a few feet from the impact, it had scuffed up his chin a little, he looked up at her with a wry smile "Is that all you've got?"

He rushed at her, yelling at the top of his lungs, before attempting to grapple and throw the woman.

Ayata was suprised at the man's durability. That punch would have broken most other peoples jaws. She barely go out "Well look at you... tough guy hu-" Before he was back on her, picking her up and throwing her. Ayata hit the pavement a few feet down the road, making a sizeable dent in it. Feeling her muscles burn with energy from the pain, Ayata used Ki to push herself up.
Grimacing she said "You are so dead" before blasting towards Colrab and attempting to pummel him down with a barrage of punches.

He opted to take the blows again, "I can survive these punches if I keep my guard up, but there's just no way I could dodge her incredible speed!" he attempted to find an opening, to swat her away yet again.

Ayata kept up the barrage, knowing that he couldn't keep on taking the hits forever. Suddenly, she noticed Colrab's arm coming up to swat her. Quickly, she put up her other arm to block the attack. Grimacing from the pain as she got pushed into the pavement a little, leaving two boot prints in it, Ayata quickly focused that pain and tried to deliver a roundhouse kick to Colrab's chest.

Colrab had successfully pushed the woman away, but she was proving to be stubborn as she threw a returning kick. "Get away from me!" he yelled, grabbing her leg mid-kick, and throwing her into the air.

Catching her self in the air by focusing her Ki to fly, she yelled back "How about no! You wrecked my car asshole! Who taught you to walk in the middle of a road way?!" Ayata used flight to speed herself forward, before suddenly flipping in front of Colrab, attempting to bring her heel down on his skull. Colrab was stunned that the woman could fly, he had never seen a Human do that before. Once again her incredible speed made it near impossible for him to dodge, but with the threat of her heel coming down, he had to make a move. He moved to the side in an attempt to protect his head, and planned on the impact to come down on the top of his shoulder, where she would be caught off guard and open to another grapple.

As her heel connected with Colrab's shoulder, she heard behind her "Ayata ENOUGH!!!" Hayate had flipped the car and was standing infront of it with his arms crossed. Ayata quickly disengaged floating back. Hayate walked towards Colrab and said "I'm sorry for my sister. She can be touchy. The crash is on me, I wasn't paying attention with my driving. Can I help you with anything?"

Colrab was surprised that it was over so quickly, but he supposed it was only natural, as it started just as quickly. A man in a dark gi approached him, apologizing for the acts of his "sister", and asking if he needed anything. "If you had any miracle restoration medicine that'd be perfect." he somewhat sarcastically suggested while rubbing the impact on his shoulder, she had made a good contact hit, and he was definitely sore from it. "Thank's for not hitting me with your car, I was going to go back to my camp ground, but I think my meat might've spoiled by now..." he sadly looked over to the wet bag of dinosaur meat, a few flies buzzed around it.

Hayate laughed and said "Can't say I have restoration, but I've got some weaker painkillers. Sorry about your meat, say, We are heading into Autumn city about a mile or two down the road, how about you tag along and I'll buy you some lunch for the trouble." Ayata looked visibly disturbed at her brothers proposal, having just been fighting with the other man. Exclaiming to him "Hayate you can't be serious!" Hayate said "Dead serious Ayata. Why don't you get in the car and cool off." Ayata begrudgingly retreated back to the vehicle.

Colrab gave an uncharacteristic smile at this, "You know its been a while since I've been in civilization, and free food sounds pretty good about now." he extended one hand forwards, "I'm Colrab by the way, Colrab White."

Hayate smiled and shook the hand "Hayate, Hirai Hayate. Let's get going then."
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COLLABORATION BETWEEN GURORI AND THE ANARCHO-SYNDICALIST COMMUNE.


Low Earth Orbit

Just on schedule. Both space pods had reached the humble blue planet, now sitting in a low orbit, ready to head to the surface at any moment. This left one of the Pods' inhabitants in a rather good mood, as he believed this would be like most other missions, complete domination over whatever warriors this planet throws at him. So, pressing a button, he activated the communications system.

"Egpla, we're here. We'll be landing in a few hours."

"Goody goody my most esteemed companion. This shall be a glorious reboot for our once proud people."

"His highness will be pleased if we find any of the runts who clearly failed their missions, whether or not they get punished is up to the Prince."

"Awww, Does Raddy Waddy miss his baby sister that much? Little Kyuku will be so happy wappy to see her big brother."

"Shut it, you. I couldn't care any less about her. After all, the runts were sent off a mere week or two after they were born."

Egpla laughed maniacally "Raddy Waddy is scared to show emotion is he? All rage and no play makes an Ozaru a stupid monkey, as my good ole friend the king used to say. When can I start killing?"

"Once we've landed. Do NOT kill any of the Saiyans. The data we have tells us that there's only two females left and they both live on this planet, they're valuable assets to rebuilding our race."

"As a benefit though, since one of them is your sister, it does mean that your genetic line comes to an end with your sorry self. HAH, Your family dies with you, die, die, die, DIE."

The communications system had gone silent for a moment.

"Like anyone would want to be your mate, Egpla."
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Postby Finland SSR » Fri Sep 21, 2018 9:50 am

Gurori wrote:Lady Eis


Prince Callar, Leader of the Saiyan Race!

Emperor Galacius's Spaceship





Thanfully, Appala decided to not follow him, and instead decided to just swallow the defeat and backed off, while the crowd dispersed. Callar, however, did not get the chance to take an easier breath. Hastily walking through the corridors of Emperor Galacius's spaceship, he was met face to face with Eis herself, the daughter of the aforementioned monarch and the PTO's enforcer.

An enigma, yet far from a likeable individual, at least from Callar's point of view. He never held much affection for the Frost Demons, though their organization did serve as a good shelter for the remnants of the Saiyan race.

"I can't tell you any more than I have told Appala." the Saiyan prince replied, taking a few breaths through his nose to calm down after his previous outburst. It wouldn't be good manners to lash out at your boss's heir. "You can find everything you need in the mission log, but if you can't find the power button in the ship's computer for whatever reason, I received the last status report from Radis and Egpla a few weeks ago. They're alive and well, and ready to land on Sol III. And they shouldn't have a problem sweeping the planet, either - the strongest individual on that planet couldn't pull out Radis's tooth, much less defeat him."
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Mt Paozu Region, Earth

Two, white-hot streaks of light sliced through the pale, blue skies above Mount Paozu. As they were moving at such great speeds, it did not take much time at all for them to crash down into the planet's surface, forming a large crater which shook everything within a 2 kilometre radius. Two spherical objects were at the centre of the crater, with both opening at around the exact same time. Out of one of the spheres, a tall, muscular figure had emerged, letting out a prolonged sigh as he could finally stretch his legs after such a long trip. On his head was some kind of device, which he adjusted slightly.

"Egpla, scout the area. If you just so happen to find a Saiyan, bring them to me. I'll be heading East, as my scouter is picking up some rather high power levels. It'll be for the best if I take them out first."

Emperor Galacius' Spaceship, Deep Space

"Very well. If for whatever reason they fail to contact you after their mission is complete, you are to take your squad and head down to the planet yourselves."
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Fri Sep 21, 2018 11:22 am

Egpla, Sol III

"Roger Roger Captain Dodger, I'll find one of them girls for you Mr. Big Time. It'll be done like two shakes and the destruction of a PLANET" Egpla blasted off the ground surrounded in a pinkish purple aura, flying off towards a high power level that had popped up a couple kilometers away. Flying over the moutainous region, Egpla took the oppourtunity to blast a couple trees, several large reptilian life forms, and drop a couple of energy bombs. The whole time he laughed like the wanten destruction was the funniest thing in the world to him.

Finally approaching the power level, Egpla dropped from the air, landing right in front a teenage girl, running home holding a fish. Seeing the charecteristic tail of their species, Egpla grinned and said to her "Well now, your too young to be Raddy Baddy's wittle sister but your still one of the girls. Oh joy, joy, JOY, Callar will have so much fun with you. New world, new prince, new reboot, all new, brand new, new, new, new. Now come along girl, we have to go find the others!!!"

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Postby Finland SSR » Fri Sep 21, 2018 11:56 am

Gurori wrote:Lady Eis


Prince Callar, Leader of the Saiyan Race!

Emperor Galacius's Spaceship





The Saiyan prince placed his hands in his pockets during Eis's response. Thankfully, Eis didn't seem to harbor any anger or malicious intent, and merely acted professionally.

"If it comes down to that, I'll consider that option. It would be overkill... but better than than just letting Sol III go, in that case."

If Radis and Egpla do somehow fail in their mission, would this mean he underestimated the Earthlings or overestimated his fellow Saiyans? That's a question for another day, and one Callar hoped he wouldn't need to answer.

"Either way, I'm less worried about Radis and Egpla actually dying in their mission and more about their act during it. It almost feels like I am the only sane member of my species left."

Perhaps it would have been a good idea to just join the first wave with Radis and Egpla. The Saiyans living there would have a clear image of their leader rather than just a few hints from those two madmen, and there would be less chance of either one of them killing a Saiyan on accident.

Unaware that he was still standing in front of Eis, Callar slapped both of his cheeks with his hands, trying to snap out of his thoughts.

Get some confidence, you idiot! No leader ever leads his people without a few mistakes here and there. Everything will be fine. Have some faith in your ability, my god.

"I'm sorry... do you have anything else to talk about?" Callar spoke to the Frost Demon in front of him.
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Mount Paozu

"New-- what?" Of course, being mostly uneducated meant that Akiko had no clue to what this strange person was talking about and to be honest... She kind of didn't want to know. The girl simply wanted to head back home and eat the fish, simple as that. "Are you sure you have the right person...? I have no idea what you're talking about."

Autumn City

With his scouter literally screaming in his ear, now was the time for Radis to come crashing down upon the city street, not too far from where Ayata, Hayate and Colrab were stood. It was quite the catch, honestly. Not only had he found himself two Saiyans, but one of them was also his sibling. "Kyuku."

Emperor Galacius' Spaceship

"...No, you can leave now." With a visible look of disdain upon her face, Eis had turned herself around, headed back to which she came, presumably the bridge where the Emperor was situated.
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Postby Turkducken » Fri Sep 21, 2018 12:50 pm

Autumn City

Colrab had enjoyed the ride with Hayate and Ayata, who he had learned a bit about on the ride over. They had told him about the mystical artifacts known as Dragon Balls, which he was privately interested in, but even with all of their stories he couldn't verify these magical items himself; and it seemed unbelievable. "You know Ayata we should really find the time..." he was cut off by a massive pressure moving towards them, "Something's coming!" he shouted, and just then a man exploded onto the scene, right before their very eyes stood a man wearing full black armor. The very same kind of armor that Colrab himself wore! The strange man looked at Ayata and said something, but Colrab hadn't the time to care, he could sense that this man was dangerous. "Hayate! Ayata! Stay back!" he shouted, and charged at the imposing figure.
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Fri Sep 21, 2018 12:58 pm

Egpla

Egpla stopped and considered for a moment, just one moment of clarity in his fevered state. He looked the girl up and down, made sure he wasn't just mistaking some random tailed girl for a Saiyan. The moment passed. "Yup."

Egpla lunged for the girl, attempting to grab her by the back of her shirt.

The Siblings

As Hayate was getting back in the car from lunch, a mysterious figure slammed onto the ground in front of them. The man was some kind of muscle-bound freak of nature, but what scared Ayata much more was the large, furry tail the figure had wrapped around his waist. Hayate noticed it as well and quickly put himself between the car and the man. Did he know something Ayata didn't?

Getting out of the car into fighting form again, Ayata watched as Colrab charged down the large figure and yelled back to him "Like hell I will. Mind telling me while we fight him why you gave us a fake name?" Ayata followed Colrab charging forward, using a ki leap to try and deliver a flying roundhouse kick to this strange beings head.

Hayate looked at both and them and said "Wait, shouldn't we see... why are you people like this..." before taking up a defensive stance and running behind the pair of them, ready to back them up. Though the guy didn't look much more powerful than a lot of the people they had fought before, there was something about him that set off Hayate's instincts like a wildfire. This was going to be ugly.

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Postby Gurori » Fri Sep 21, 2018 1:17 pm

Radis: Autumn City

"...You're a Saiyan all-right." Radis mumbled under his breath, immediately entering a quote on quote "battle-mode" as he darted Colrab, with speeds that no Earth-born warrior could move at. With the extent of either arm, Radis drove the respective fist directly into his opponent's gut. "Charging into battle with little to no idea of what you're up against!" Contrary to what Callar thought of him, Radis wasn't exactly insane at all, if anything he was as sane as the Prince himself.

As for the flying roundhouse kick sent by sister dearest Ayata, it had landed, though thanks to a combination of superior biology and strength, Radis was able to shrug this off. It was an annoyance at most.

Akiko: Mount Paozu

"Hey, what are you--" She couldn't even comprehend Egpla's movements, they were far beyond what she was capable of seeing. As a result of this, she had found herself being grabbed by the back of her shirt, which had invoked a shout from the female Saiyan. "HEY! LET GO!" Of course, she was going to fight back, as she attempted to force her elbow into her assailant's chest.
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Postby Turkducken » Fri Sep 21, 2018 1:30 pm

Autumn City

Colrab was in shock, he had never been hit in this way before, such power and speed. He gasped for air as he stumbled backwards, "What..." he choked out, "Are you?" it was during this time that Colrab got a good look at the foreign invader. He was rather tall, and looked similar to both he and Ayata, he also noticed the furry tail wrapped around his waist.
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Fri Sep 21, 2018 1:37 pm

Egpla

Egpla took the hit to the chest and laughed manically "Good, good, you're strong, strong to fight. Say, is that your house down the road?" Egpla took off with the girl in hand and flew over the small cabin that was nearby. He dropped a Ki bomb on it, causing a rather large explosion on impact. Laughing even harder now "Well, it was your house..."

The Siblings

Ayata managed to catch herself from screaming in pain. It had been a long time since she had hit something with no give and it felt as though she had sprained her ankle. This guy... he was inhuman. Kicking back with her free foot, she focused her pain and ki into her arm, and taking careful aim yelled "COMET STRIKE!" sending out a thin red beam of energy directed at Radis's chest.

Sensing an oppourtunity, Hayate dashed forward, focusing his key into his fingertips, and struck at three points on Radis's back, exclaiming "Tri Strike!"

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