There was some kind of foul play going on here. There had to be.
That was the thought process of the young child of nature as he stalked- or, as he preferred, watched, -the young redheaded earthling train. It just didn't make any sense. Synthesia fancied himself a smart and a strong kid- this woman's mere existence invalidated both of those claims. Synthesia furrowed his eyebrows.
He was currently stationed a fair distance away from the woman, trying to brainstorm ways on how to approach her. He was currently hidden behind a cactus. He was well hidden enough. It wasn't like there was anyone else who had his ability to sense power from far away, right? She hadn't noticed him, right? He reached up and grabbed a cherry red fruit from the cactus, chewing on it out of anger.
There was no way this could be an earthling. No... she must be some sort of alien. His head poked up from the cactus again. He could've sworn that he saw some... scales, on her neck. Yeah. She was hiding them from him. That was it. She was just some stupidly, morbidly strong alien. Not an earthling. He didn't come all the way out to the desert just to be proven wrong. He hated the desert! It made his skin all crack-y and dried up his water. And it was hot! Way too hot.
But his pride was far more important than that.
Synthesia cleared his throat. He scuttered forward, behind the next cactus. "You! With the red hair!" He put on the spookiest voice he could. "You're... uh.... State your name! And business here! Ooooooo…"
From a distance, Ramen's training regime didn't exactly look conventional. She darted from spot to spot in the open desert, firing a hail of ki blasts skyward. Simple, yellow orbs of energy pierced through the clouds, exploding well out of sight. Blasts this weak weren't enough to drain her on their own, but at the volume she was releasing them, it wasn't long before she was forced to bring her assault to a stop. She stood there, gasping for breath, her eyes still focused up at the sky...
... until another warrior came racing down to meet her! With red hair, battle-armour and a light blue gi, she had the look of a warrior about her... wait a minute. She had the exact same look as Ramen herself! At a distance, it might appear that she was locked in a heated battle with her own twin or some manner of doppelganger, but to the knowing martial artist, the even split between the pair's power levels was a dead giveaway for the Multi-Form technique. The pair clashed at length, raining furious blows upon each-other, only to find each blocked or dodged in turn. Fighting yourself isn't exactly easy work, after all.
When the first exchange ended, the two twinned warriors leap away from each other, taking positions on opposite sides of the little patch of desert that had been anointed as their battle-field. That is, until she realized that someone had just called for 'you with the red hair.' Both Ramens looked over at the... cactus, apparently.
"... The heck are you doing?" the first Ramen spoke, stepping forward. The second remained behind with crossed arms, flashing a skeptical look towards the cactus and the man behind it -- a look that, of course, mirrored the approaching Ramen's. She wasn't entirely surprised to be interrupted during training, but recent events had taught her to be at least a little wary of approaches. "You're not some kind of weird desert prophet, are you..? Wait, don't tell me you're like... a scout or something..."
Focus Energy (x2) and [UT] Multi-Form active! Ramen is fighting herself like a nerd.
No, wait, he didn't just scream inwardly. He screamed outwardly too, as the plant boy abandoned any sense of purpose he once had being here and scuttered back as far as he could go. Did... Did this thing just multiply? He rubbed his eyes, hoping it was just an illusion brought on by the heat. It wasn't an illusion. It multiplied! And both of them were stronger than him? How!? What the hell was this monstrosity? Was this ground zero for the eradication of all life on earth!? What chances did they ever have, up against a monster on this scale!
She wasn't threatened at all. She knew he was there. Mission failed. Synthesia's scream turned into a loud sob. "Wait, wait wait wait!" He sniffed. "Please don't, don't take me to your spaceship a-and and cut me open t-to learn more about my anatomy, please! Please! I'm a plant! I have no human parts! You don't want me! Please!"
Synthesia then fell forward onto his knees. "A-And, and, don't lay your eggs in me, either, please! I-I might have nutrients, b-but I don't, don't, just don't you'll be sorry! Don't do that, and, and don't multiply, or, or take over the e-earth, and t-then sabotage your way up the government, a-and then, then, you'll, you'll instigate laws to k-kill all the infidels, and, and, don't do that, please!?" He fell forward, practically bowing down to the earthling at this point. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Given her bewildering response, Ramen could at least rule out the 'scout' part of her question. They might still be a troublemaker, but they certainly didn't seem to be a professional one. She stared across at the man at length before her twinned image stepped up to her. With a quiet breath, both of the forms merged back into a single Ramen, with double the power of before! That is, until she released her power-up to return to her normal state, evidenced by a little less strain at the edges of her eyes and in her muscles. She crossed her arm over her chest, giving the man a long look before speaking.
Where could she even begin?
"Are you crazy?" she blurted out, tact all but failing her. "Why would I need to know more about your anatomy? Why would I need to know more about human anatomy!? I'm pretty experienced with the whole 'being human' thing, on account of, y'know, being a human..." she paused a moment longer, before coming to a realization. She was wearing her battle-armour! This guy must think she's some sort of Saiyan. That's it. She reached up to pat the midsection of her armour illustratively. "--If it's the outfit you're worried about, it's just armour. I'm not some alien here to conquer the planet or anything... I mean, neither are like half the people that wear this kind of armour, but one point at a time."
She gave a single, firm nod before adding a final point. "And I didn't multiply or anything like that. That's called the Multi-Form technique. It's like, an ancient martial arts trick that lets you split yourself into two equal parts... I mean, sort of. There's a little more to it than that, but that's the easiest way to put it."
Ramen deactivates both her Multi-Form and her x2, returning to 54,000 PL and a single body.
Underneath the ground, below both the bio-android Synthesia and the human Ramen, a small amount of seismic activity could be felt as the Veggie Machine No. 1 was digging it's way through the ground by punching it, with Endiva riding in the cockpit of the 7 foot tall mech. As she controlled the mechanical being to continue digging through the ground, Endiva was holding out a map, trying to figure out how to get to Satan City from here, as she was planning to show off her brand new machine there by having it try to lift many different giant things.
Eventually, after a bit of digging around aimlessly, Endiva could begin to sense two different powers from above the ground, both of them having relatively around the same amount of power. Curious about what was going on above the ground, Endiva quickly stopped the Eggplant Man, before aiming it's fists up and ordering the machine to rapidly punch the soil until a hole to the surface would be quickly created.
Upon finishing in punching a hole to the surface, Endiva ordered the machine to slowly climb it's way to the surface, before peeking her way from the top of the mech, to see what was going on. Upon seeing the two figures, Endiva could notice that both seemed human and were completely identical to each other, but as she turned her gaze she could eventually see a third person which she did not notice before, hiding from behind a cactus and also seeming to be human, but somewhat weirdly being afraid of the other two women, making it seem like to Endiva that he was hiding from the two for some reason.
Thinking that things could probably get ugly if these three were left to themselves, Endiva decided to enter the conversation to make sure things did not go badly. Slithering outside of her mech, the tiny Gorginian tried keeping her distance while beginning to talk to the three. "Hey, excuse me, but are you three okay? I'm just heading my way east to Satan City to present a new mechanical creation, and I kind of sensed you all from underground."
"Name's Endiva Medusae, it's nice to meet you all." Quickly taking a small bow, Endiva was beginning to sweat a bit, unsure what would happen as she entered this conversation and saw the two women combine into one. While she was trying to make sure that nothing bad happened, she was now beginning to wonder what would happen if they actually decided to just fight her while she was by herself. Holding one hand to the other just in case, Endiva took a look to her machine, the Veggie Machine No. 1, before giving out a silent prayer, hoping that she could do something to try to prevent any trouble.
What the redhead said sounded reasonable, but she couldn't be trusted, obviously. The alien beings sent to dissect him obviously wouldn't be telling the truth. However, she did look human, and she sounded pretty human. Synthesia went from a bow to a crawl as he scuttered forward, poking Ramen's forearm. She felt human. Probably.
Martial arts technique...? How did kicking and punching let her split her body into two forms? Blatant lies. She must be an alien! But she seemed human. It made Synthesia's head hurt. "You can't be human! Humans aren't this strong, they're just kinda squishy and cute and sometimes you see one that's just got a litte strength and they, y'know, do that human thing where you put out your arms and make your muscles bulge, but they've got no strength in them at all compared to me! Synthesia took a deep breath after finishing his statement. "Yeah! But then, if I flicked them, they'd rock back and forth like those cute little toy things that... rock back and forth. Not that I ever flick them, since, well, I'm a respectful being. Obviously."
Then the earth imploded, and Synthesia scurried out from behind his cactus and hid behind the human instead. Whatever conviction of her alien heritage was put on hold whilst yet another alien popped up from the ground. It was huge, topping Synth by a good three feet. And it was big and purple. Synthesia wondered what sort of climate it must've been raised in to make that sort of body the optimal one to evolve into.
But then, it opened up, and a snake slithered outside! Synthesia let out a sigh of relief. He knew snakes. It was weak, too! So weak, in fact, that Synth couldn't fee anything coming from them at all! Whatever thing she rode in was equally as weaksauce! Double score. Synthesia wasn't going crazy at all. The monstrosity he was hiding behind must be an alien! The one who just arrived clearly came from Earth, and on top of that, came from the earth! There was no doubt that it was an earthling. Synthesia cleared his throat.
"Well, Ms. Endymios Medusal, we're just fine. Just fine. Actually, probably not. See, this alien right here is claiming that she can punch and kick and make multiple forms of herself, and man, I'm just not buying it." Synthesia rose his hand, fingers outstretched. The fingers then shot outwards, turning into long, stringy plant vines. "See? I would know, since I can do lots and lots of cool stuff, but other people can't, right, right!?"
Why was she in the desert again? Where had the wrong turn been taken and at what point had she decided it would simply be better to trudge through the unforgiving landscape rather than bother to go back to the nice cool ocean? Azarath had no clue and for that she cursed herself as much as she could comprehend cursing. The desert was always the worst kind of place! No water, no food, just sand and rocks and giant weird pillary things that made her think of clouds and mushrooms.
Usually even the lizards or bugs hidden just along the surface of the rocks was enough to serve as a snack and had the oasis not been so horribly out of the way she would have just collapsed there instead. In the distant hazy shapes slowly took distinct forms as the Earth seemed to crumble and some weird thing popped out. She was beginning to get used to the strangeness outside of her home on the coast so this was far from the most rocking thing to happen. More importantly as she neared the quartet the appearance of a cactus shifted into frame, whole and totally uneaten!
Azarath felt herself salivate at the fortune! Food, drink, people to talk that hopefully wouldn't shoot at her, try to burn her, or try to use her to sell their own brand of purple buns! Not that she had anything against the last bit, they were tasty after all.
The scant distance between her and the cactus were made short work of as she more or less tackled the green treat while completely ignoring the other four, three? and choosing to take a single massive chomp out of the prickly snack. After one very satisfied swallow she would look to the group that had been talking, "Oyo! Sorry. Hungry." she wasn't one to mince words much and decided to just break down the rest of the cactus by absorbing it.
"Sorry sorry. I was hungry." The Majin proceeded to pat herself down while apologizing for stealing what she assumed was their food, "I'm Azarath!" she introduced herself properly and took in the company, a snake-thing, a human, a metal-thing, and a another human. It was unfortunate since she wasn't allowed to eat people and she couldn't eat metal. It would be rude to eat the snake too so nothing more to eat here. At least she had someone to talk to now! Ramen
In a rather short amount of time, things became a tad overwhelming. There was just too much to process all at once, between some kind of small snake creature, the plant lady insisting upon her being some sort of alien, and the arrival of a strange pink bubblegum woman who… absorbed a cactus. Her confused expression quickly gave way to a look of disgust, her nose wrinkling at the sight. And she thought listening to people at at dinner was gross. Between the sudden sensory overload and her poorly-veiled reaction to the Majin’s display, she couldn’t help but begin to back away from the group, only coming to a halt when she was a few paces back again. There, she crossed her arms and peered from new arrival to new arrival.
“You’re all weird,” she declared, once more throwing tact out the window. She let out a sharp huff when her attention fell upon Synthesia. “And you need to quit it with these weird conspiracy theories. Just because you’re stronger than some humans doesn’t mean you’re stronger than all of us. In fact, if you think I’m unusually strong for a human, then you had better get ready to be real surprised, because I’m not even the strongest amongst us. Maybe I’m the loudest, I don’t know, but certainly not the strongest.”
She raised her hand in the hopes of preventing any interruption as she tilted her chin up with an imperious air. Her voice took on a tone one could almost mistake for some sort of pride. “Just you wait until you come across a certain fighter named Terryn Yaki. He’s like me, but even stronger.” She paused a moment, considering her claim. “I might have better technique and I’m probably smarter. But in terms of raw power, he’s far superior to me. The last time we fought, he practically knocked me out with one hit when he decided to take it serious. So…” she shook her head. “Reconsider your opinions about humans.”
She waved her hand vaguely upon concluding her little rant. "... As for the other two of you. This is kind of sudden, but yeah. Hi. Please don't inhale any more cacti."
Last Edit: Jul 13, 2018 16:10:18 GMT -6 by Ramen: fixed a redundancy
With the almost sudden arrival of the Majin Azarath, Endiva was surprised a bit by the woman, and while she was unnerved from the woman's eating of a cactus, she mainly tried to ignore the woman as she continued to listen to the conversation between Synthesia and Ramen. As she continued to listen to the two talking to each other, Endiva was a bit confused on which one of the two was a human, and which one was the alien, but as a alien herself, she was leaning on the opinion that Ramen really was human due to her looks, while Synthesia was most likely not of this planet due to what he could do.
"Well, in my opinion, since I myself am a alien, I kind of believe that Ramen really is human like she is saying. I mean, all that really makes a human unique is their creativity, lack of extra limb such as a tail or second set of limbs, and their relatively high power compared to other races. With what I can sense from her she seems to fit all three boxes, and I can easily believe in the ability to clone yourself by using Ki or similar materials, but either way if there was any real other alien besides myself and the living garbage disposal the universe calls the Majin that is here, you seem much more likely to be not of this world.
Taking a napkin and taking some napalm-sweat off from her face, Endiva continued to worry a bit before checking on the power that was in the Eggplant Man, which she could check from a light on her gauntlets. Currently, the light was still green, so for now the machine was still okay to be used, but with the extra heat coming from the Diablo Desert the Gorginian was a bit worried about the machine overheating. Because of this, Endiva quickly commanded her machine to dig into the ground to stay cool, at least until everything was done with.
Turning her direction back to the Majin, Endiva eventually decided to finally deal with her, hoping to direct her away just in case she would try to eat people again, as she feared. "Well anyway, yeah I can understand why your so hungry. I can understand why every member of your race is hungry, seeing as every single one of you are pretty much amorphous masses of bubble gum. If you want food though, just head to a buffet in any of the cities in the world, like Satan City, and don't eat cacti."
"And if you ever think of eating people, like the rumors I have heard on my home planet of Gorgin, well let me just say that you have less power then the other two combined, and while I may be weak, I still have ways to defend myself just in case." Holding both of her hands together just in case, Endiva hoped that what she just said would be enough to make sure that the Majin woman would safely go away, and while the Gorginian woman was slightly worried about what would happen from Azarath, she hoped that the other two people would protect her alongside the Veggie Machine No. 1.
Eggplant Man's PL: 5000
PL Multipliers: None
Last Edit: Jul 13, 2018 18:18:37 GMT -6 by Endiva: Oh forgot the post-post stuff.
As par usual, both the redhead and the snake-esque woman's words were immediately met with skepticism from the child of nature. It was no wonder, really- the last time he'd met the man named Terryn Yaki, he dragged him through his home forest and made him remove rubble from a landslide. He barely even put up a fight! How could poor little Terryn Yaki even begin to stand up to this absolute unit standing in front of him. She was just lying, right?
But then it hit him.
Not very smart? Not very tactful? A decent chunk of power which he really didn't deserve?
That was definitely Terryn. No doubt about it. So she probably wasn't an alien overlord looking to claim this planet as her next target. Probably. He was less keen on disbelieving her now, at least. A little bit. He was still doubtful. He'd still never seen a human even begin to approach her power level after all, so he couldn't entirely be blamed for his skepticism. He crossed his arms and looked to the side indignantly. "F-Fine. You're a human. Probably." He whispered the last bit. "B-But, humans aren't exactly known for their strength, y'know. Those space ooga-booga's? Sure, most of them like to fight, for whatever reason. But humans!?" He scrunched up his nose at Ramen.
"Oh, and, about that human? Terryn Yaki? Hmm? Well, he was easy for me, you know. Only a little while ago, he broke a tree in my forest, and so I made him clean up a bit! I made him do it! Because I was stronger! And, and, even if he did somehow manage to get an obnoxious amount of strength, I'm going to watch you to figure out how. You must be, I dunno, cheating, or something. I'm sure of it. I'm not leaving this spot until you tell me."
He then noticed the Majin eat the cactus whole, and he squealed, moving from the place where he was supposed to stand. He looked at the Majin in shock. That poor cactus! Gone! Forever! Synthesia stared at the Majin, and then at the other woman's absurd suggestion. "S-She just, she just ate it, she ate the cactus..." He muttered to himself, kneeling down where the cactus used to be.
"She just ate a cactus! And you want her to go to a buffet! In Satan City? Are you insane!? Hmph!" Synthesia stomped his foot on the ground in frustration, letting out a loud groan. "The world sure is full of crazies..."
What sort of silliness was this? Don't eat the cactus? If Azarath was a religious Majin or even knew what religion was she might feel an actual insult at being told not to eat something. Sure the prickly bits were kind of annoying when it first went down but what was a few scratches when there was a snack to be had? Honestly these Earthlings were always to short-sighted. She was a nice Majin though so she would keep from eating anymore cacti for a bit, they weren't all that tasty anyway and making friends was a bit better than eating them.
The snake lady though was talking a whooooole lot and it was sort of hard for Azarath to keep going with the large words and threats she kept throwing out, "What?" she asked while looking at the snake and scratching under her chin. At the very least she had heard the part about eating people and in the buffets in Satan city! She had an answer for those after all.
"Don't eat people. Gotta spit'em back up or someone yells!" She had only eaten one person so far and that was only for a teensy bit of time before the Sheriff made her spit them out. It's not like she enjoyed eating humans but if they were in the way she could just gobble them down to and spit them out after she was done. Easy peesy.
"Not allowed in buffets! Can't pay, eat everything." Azarath laughed at this, the last time she had been to one of those was in South City and she had been kicked out after inhaling it all! The snake seemed to have alright ideas though.
They were talking about fighting, right? Something about humans not being that strong but she was pretty sure she had met a few strong Earthlings before. They might have had a tail but they all sort of look alike so they were all the same, "Nah nah! Earthling's are super strong!" she was excited to share her only experience being on the receiving end of an attack, "One went whoosh! and hit me with a hand and I went to bits! It was fun." Ramen
"I like to fight just as much as any 'space ooga-booga's!" Ramen protested, shooting a glare towards the plant man. "Just because I can't turn into a giant ape and eat a city doesn't mean anything. I mean, Earth is full of martial artists. They're like, crawling out of the woodwork every time you turn around! True, not all of them are as strong as me, but still..."
Being accused of cheating didn't exactly sit well with Ramen, and her glare only hardened at that. She took another pace back, this time turning half around with a mind to just jet from this place. The Majin's apparent experience in trying to eat a human before didn't exactly help either. Still, after shaking her head and letting out an annoyed sigh, she opted to answer the man. "There's no trick, and there's no cheating involved. The secret to getting strong is the same for me as it is for anyone else. It's about hard work, consistency, and putting your training first. Besides, I have to be strong if I want to live without worrying about crazy people."
She paused a moment, her attention falling on the Majin. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She wanted to scold her somehow, for something, she just didn't have the words to spare.
Short post but I didn't want to hold you guys up too long.
Listening to the Majin lady, Endiva really didn't expect Azarath to say anything besides what she did say, though the fact that she didn't eat living people was somewhat of a surprise to her. Despite the surprise though, Azarath was exactly the kind of Majin that she thought the race was like: hungry all the time and as smart as a 3rd grader. As she listened to the conversation between her and the Majin, Endiva paid less attention to the talking between Synthesia and Ramen, though she did take mental notes on when Ramen mentioned about being worried about strong and crazy people.
After waiting for everyone to be done talking, Endiva turned her attention to the Majin, having formulated a idea. "Well, it's a good thing that you don't eat people then. It's something that is very bad to do, unless your doing it to somebody really evil, like the World Trade Fleet or some other space criminal group. Still though, if you do want food to eat, at least enough to sustain your existence, I may be able to help in that. All you need to do is help me in training my little robot, who you can just call the Eggplant Man, so that it'll be able to protect me in Satan City.
Turning her attention back to the other two, Endiva continued to try to make sure that the two did not fight each other, and as she looked at the two, she noticed that they seemed much more calm at the moment, causing her to stop sweating in nervousness. Taking a moment to make sure that her Veggie Machine No. 1 was still cold, Endiva pressed a few buttons on her mech, before having the machine make another tunnel to the surface, before slithering inside of it for preparations.
"So hey, since we're all talking about fighting, how about a chance for us all to spar against each other? It should be a fun fighting experience, and since I need the training for my machine, it will be a win-win scenario for all of us, though if my opinion is correct, and it usually always is, it seems like the redhead will most likely beat us real easily. Either way though, as long as you don't bust my machine completely, I'm okay with a round of sparring."
Causing her machine to take a slight fighting stance, Endiva set the machine to full power, before slithering out of the machine and going behind it to control the machine from a safe distance. While she was almost certain that the Majin wouldn't eat the machine, she was still worried about the collateral damage that would come if she was still in the machine, seeing that she would probably be bumped around while inside until she built a more stable seat. Preparing to control the robot, Endiva said to the others "For anyone who actually wants to spar, I'm ready, though I'm not the one directly sparring, it's my robot who I am controlling who is."
Synthesia glared at the redhead, clearly skeptical of her claims. Hard work? Synthesia didn't work at all, and yet, he was stronger than most humans. What was she going on about? Synthesia wasn't going to hear it. So he didn't. He covered both of his ears and scrunched up his face. "Blah, blah, blah, oh no, I'm a human, I work hard! Grr!" Synthesia stomped his foot on the sandy earth.
He then turned towards the lady who seemed to enjoy her electronic contraptions. He removed his hands from his ears and pointed at her with a discriminating finger. "No. I'm not going to fight you, or her, or anyone for that matter, unless I have to." He also didn't mention that he'd fight when he was curious or when it was convenient to him, but they didn't need to know that. "And especially not in the middle of the desert, where everything sucks!"
His head then flipped towards the Majin. These other people were a bunch of mean or weird crazies, but she seemed... genuine, if Synthesia was being nice. He just needed to educate her! He didn't need to mention that it also gave him a perfect excuse to get away from these people. His hand shot out into a vine that wrapped around the Majin's wrist. Synthesia noted that she was pretty strong, but that strength was offset by her seeming lack of intelligence. "You're coming with me, pinkie. If you do, I'll, uh..." Synthesia paused for a moment. "...teach you how to, uh, get the most food out of eating plants? Yeah. Sure."
Synthesia stormed off, certain that the Majin would follow him.
TAGS: RamenEndivaAzarath OOC NOTES: Synthesia is storming out of the thread! Thanks for this one!
Last Edit: Jul 16, 2018 11:02:12 GMT -6 by Synthesia: so much to see
Way too much talking was going on again and Azarath felt her head spin as both the red-headed Earthling and the snake-lady seemed to go off on tangents about fighting and martial arts and robots in Badman Satan City! Honestly what was wrong with these people and just talking in short sentences? Nothing flowery and with no big words! Just nice and short and under ten words. Still she had to agree with the Earthling that this planet was filled to the brim with people willing to fight! The giant monkey part was confusing but Earth was weird so she let it slide.
"Hard work? No hard work! I eat and eat and eat! Eat big things in the ocean!" she laughed jovially at the thought of working hard to get stronger. She had absolutely no clue what that meant or how one got stronger but she knew it got easier and easier to eat bigger things the more she ate! That didn't feel like hard work at all though and more like her just dropping on things and turning to goo and swallowing them up.
The snake lady said she was allowed to eat people from the World Trade Fleet? She knew the name even if it had been a couple of weeks since she last heard it! They were evil or something. That was definitely good to know! She never got to keep the people she ate so that just meant she had to find some World Trade Fleet people to eat and she could keep them! Everything else beyond that sort of went over her head, sustain her existence? Protect Badman Satan City? Sounded boring and also she didn't know some of those words.
"Fight? I don't like fighting! Just wanna eat!"
When the thin vine of the other Earthling wrapped around her wrist Azarath offered no resistance to the slight pull, simply tilting her head at his reasoning and waving to the other two as she lazily followed after, "Byeeeee! Gonna go eat!" was heard for a time even after sight would be lost and she continued to shout goodbyes. A bit excited to find this new way of eating she had apparently missed! Ramen
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