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Post by Nashi on Nov 20, 2018 20:25:44 GMT -6
Neat, thought Nashi. He was looking at his reflection through a pond, in Heaven, watching as his two tails moved around in the air like a Nekomata. His mastery of the throat chakra, and through it his spiritual (and physical) increase in maturity, had increased his power by a great degree, but he was not cognizant of this. What he was cognizant of, however, was his advancement as a person. And, moments later, a light. The light of life. It was a light Nashi knew, somehow, that he could trust. He almost seemed to float, while vanishing all the while— like dying, but in reverse. Looking up, he saw his halo flaking yet floating away, almost on fire, returning to wherever it came from. Hence began life two of nine.
Nashi’s eyes opened to see Earth’s sky in all of its imperfect glory. He was now where he once was, half a year ago: in the middle of the streets of Satan City, lying on his back but not by his own doing and close to death. But, now, his death was behind him, not in front. There were differences, of course. Instead of the smell of death and rubble, there was the smell of road and… rubber? And instead of the sound of distant damage to buildings and the constant hum of flames, there was instead the sound of moving cars and beeps. But as time went on, he noticed that the sound of moving cars became continually more quiet as the beeps became more constant. Getting up, he saw the cause: he was standing in the middle of the road as heavy traffic was going on. He got up on his feet and looked around, seeing more life than he had in months, and wondered what it meant. They… they took back the city? That put a smile to Nashi’s face. The horrors of the Goons, presumably, then, had ended? Here’s hoping.He floated up and out of the traffic to take a better look at his surroundings. He noticed one building in particular that had fallen down, and— Wait.Where’s Yogu?! Yogu had died quite close, so presumably he’d revive somewhere near! ”Yo! Are you here?”
Om-Yogu Garon Cobane Sythus Base: 60,100PL
Tranquil Deliverance (truly permanent): 180,300PL
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Post by Om-Yogu on Nov 21, 2018 11:55:30 GMT -6
Train, Train, TRAIN! That was all Yogu was able to think about. " I GOTTA BE READY! I COULD BE REVIVED AT ANY TIME!" Yogu had closed the facility and was training nonstop. He had no clue how long ago it was but he definitely hadn't seen Nashi or Yanwang for more than a week. The entire place was trashed. The wall to the library had been knocked down, the training room was unrecognizable, and the once peaceful air that surrounded the Garden was filled with smoke from the smoldering rubble of training equipment. He could tell even without Energy Sensing that he had gotten stronger. His technique had gotten better significantly and his movements were much more fluid. His strength was comparable to when he had last used his transformation. " Alright. I guess the fundamentals training is done. Probably could've done a little more but... Guess it's time to do the more advanced training!" Just as he was about to begin, he started to get a weird feeling in his gut. " Huh? Am I getting sick or something?" Suddenly, Yogu's vision is filled with a blinding white light. " WHAT'S GOING ON!" He looks up and sees that his Halo was disappearing. " NO, NO, NO! WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Then, Yogu has a moment of realization and terror grips him. " AM I MOVING ON AND BEING REBORN?! NO!" Then the Halo disappeared entirely and the blinding light reached its peak. Then everything went dark, and Yogu could no longer feel. Then he felt everything. It was hard to explain what that meant to Yogu. But it was like an integral part of him that was missing had suddenly returned. It was dark, and he felt warm. " Am I being born? DO I ACTUALLY HAVE TO START OVER?" What Yogu didn't realize was that the warm feeling was just the sun, something he hadn't seen or felt in months. He layed there for a moment, freaking out. " Wait. Wouldn't I have lost my memory?" He then sits up and realizes he was in a bush. Then when he realized where he was, he began to cry uncontrollably. " KANRIN ACTUALLY FUCKING DID IT!" Yogu screams, attracting the attention of several bystanders. But Yogu doesn't care, because when he hears the far-off call from Nashi, he gets even more ecstatic! He launches into the sky and senses the Senbyō's energy, who was actually right next to him. While he sensed, he was pretty sure he could sense Garon's and Cobane's energy from far away. " NASHI!" Yogu screams before coming crashing down to the ground, right next to his friend. " HE DID IT! KANRIN ACTUALLY DID IT!" Yogu runs around to random people on the street, raving about how alive he is.
OOC: WOOOOO! BACK IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING! |
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Post by Garon on Nov 22, 2018 21:31:45 GMT -6
Somewhere in Satan City, not too far from where Nashi and Yogu died, laid the foundation of what used to be a rather humiliating statue. Bits and pieces of copper were still sticking out, showing what was left after some human had destroyed most of it. On this particular day, a jaded adult, who was now free from Badman's control, was strolling past these remains. He was almost entirely distracted by his BaoPhone when he could have sworn that he heard the most peculiar noise coming from where that horrible statue used to be. Weird. The man decided that it was probably just him, but before he could take another step he heard it again. And this time, other people did too. A small crowd amassed around the pedestal when it began to twitch around. A blue light began to seep from underneath it when suddenly... "HYAAAAAAAAA!"
Underneath the foundation was none other than Garon, azure light still faintly glowing from his newly formed armor. Using his new strength, Garon pushed the base off of him, launching it into the air. Then, with one of his raised arms, he blasted the pedestal out of the sky, causing debris to rain down from the resulting explosion. It was only when he turned his attention towards the small crowd around him he began to ask the question: ... where the hell was he? One second he was configuring the suit with Ace as normal, and the next he found himself under that giant metal thing. Garon turned his attention to one of the citizens surrounding him for answers. "What the- where the hell am I?", he asked. The man, slightly nervous in front of one of those ki-wielding super dudes simply responded "Uh, y-you're in Satan City, my guy.". He had to be joking. "Oh, okay. Hilarious.", Garon said sarcastically. "Except you're lying, because everyone here is dea-". He stopped himself, realizing that the person he was talking to didn't have a halo. Nobody did. "Wait but... if that's... then that was..." he mumbled as he began to realize that he was no longer dead. Now everything was beginning to make slightly more sense. That thing that he'd blown up was the foundation of that damn statue Maple had built on top of his corpse. But as some things became clearer, he began to ask himself more questions. Why was he here? Who undid the effects of Badman? And if Badman is gone, then what had happened to those dreadful Stargoons? As he asked himself these things, his train of thought was derailed by a rather... excited Yogu. Walking past the small crowd that had formed upon his arrival as if it was nothing, Garon flew over a block or so to where Yogu and Nashi were reuniting and landed next to the two. Tracking the two down wasn't very hard; he didn't even need to use his Scouter to pinpoint the source of Yogu's excited exclamations. "Hey. You two." Certainly something strange was going on here. "Do either of you know what the hell is going on? 'Cause no way I'm buying that we just poofed right back here of all places. We're kinda supposed to be dead."
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Post by Cobane Sythus on Dec 3, 2018 21:36:48 GMT -6
Return of the Heroes, Plus One Cobane Sythus - 25,000 PL Base Form (x1) - 25,000 PL
On the concrete where Cobane’s skull had been shattered, a being of the exact same appeared laid their, breathing with a sad gaze, unlike the warrior that had been there before. The chance of life had been granted to Cobane, and in his moment of realization that this would be his only chance, he accepted the terms of revival, all without settling his responsibilities. Hermes must’ve been pissed… or sad. Though this new chance at life begged a lot of questions. Was the Azazel guy still around? He seemed intent of coming back to life when he had met him face to face.
As Cobane lied in the dirt, he felt the energies of people surround him. They were all small, citizens no doubt, but they were smaller and… innocent. The magic of the city had been cleansed, replaced now with fresh air and wildlife. There was no violence, there was no pain, everyone was back to their normal lives. It seemed that most citizens were unfazed by the fact they were revived or snapped back to reality. Why was that? Typically everyone would be all over the recent strange happening on Earth, but now they seem fine. Did they not realize they were dead?
Sitting up off the ground, Cobane’s body felt refreshed and brand new, like his soul was put into a new body with the exact same look. The man felt like he could take on anyone, but with the gap in power between him and Garon, he knew that wouldn’t be true. Speaking of that kid, where was he? Certainly he was brought back, too. The Assassin stood himself up and began to stretch, yawning like he had taken the world’s longest nap. The area was filled with power levels, but three stood out like light towers. They were unquestionably the three from heaven he had seen, but weren't there more to revive? Did they choose not to? Strange.
Letting his body droop, the man made his way to the sources with mixed emotions clouding his eyes. Nothing made sense anymore, but if he was back, then hell, maybe all could be well. Approaching behind Garon during his confused spiel about the fact they’re supposed to be dead, Cobane crossed his arms. “Did you get amnesia or something? Did you not see the giant dragon who offered to bring us back at a yes or no command?” Cobane approached the group and smiled. He didn’t really know much about the group gathered here, but he could make a few short guesses. “Still think I’m a bad guy, Yogu?” The Dragonborn joked before cocking his head to the two tailed anime-turned-real humanoid. “Nashi, right? Never really got to meet you, but you look in great shape.”
Lastly was Garon, his rival who had managed to take full sprint ahead of him in the afterlife. Cobane was impressed, his power was nearly doubled by the doragon, yet he still was arrogant in his fighting. Perhaps he’ll one day get over that hot-headedness, but for now, he was still number two in Cobane’s mind. “Yo, purple scales, you ignored me in heaven, so I suppose I should kick your ass.” The Ex-Assassin threatened, though it was an empty one assisted with a joking tone. “Glad ya made it out.” Cobane smiled, turning and gesturing to everyone independently now. “So since we’re back at the beginning, My name is Cobane Sythus, once a mindless assassin, broken free simply by my will for justice.” The Doragon sighed at how awfully dumb that sounded. “Or that was what the ogres told me.” |
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Post by Nashi on Dec 8, 2018 23:00:06 GMT -6
FUKKATSU NO N Yogu shouted back, revealing that he was… embarrassingly close. Oh well, this was the sort of thing that happened when you relied on mere heightened senses as opposed to some manner of energy sensing. "Yes! If you're here you, then that must mean all the heroes of Satan City were revived!"Yogu must have been in some manner of shock. Not only had he not noticed Nashi's changed appearance and power, but now he was raving on and on to random pedestrians. "Indeed. Kanrin found a Kami!" It was the only explanation available, given that Nashi had no idea about Namek. And if Yogu was brought back, Garon must have been brought back, too! Indeed, there he was, confused-looking and in that cool armour. "The Shinjin must have found a Kami, and that Kami must have made Dragon Balls, and someone must have used those to revive us!" Nashi didn't know the exact process; he was mostly going off of what Konpa told him. Ah, and there was Cobane! Cobane was sent to HFIL after getting game ended, so it mustn't have been a 'heaven only' thing— sensible, given that most people went to HFIL. "Hey Kebab!" Nashi did not know Cobane, though he did recognise him from the Corruption of Satan City. Nashi didn't know Cobane's name, certainly, and if 'Kebab' sounded like 'Cobane', it was coincidence. He was just hungry. "Yeah, there was a Dragon, and— wait, was there?" He couldn't remember a giant dragon, asking questions or otherwise. But, still, there was something oddly familiar with that image. "… Yeah no I don't remember that. Prolly a doragon thing…" Nashi was only, like, 62% sure this guy was a doragon. If the 38% ended up being right, he'd be quite embarrassed. "… Nah I'll just call you Kebab Sauce."Nashi's stomach made a long grumble. "… Speaking of kebab, do you guys wanna have a celebratory feast? Like a kebab, or a… well, a kebab." Nashi really wanted a kebab. kebäb
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