Faasta
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Post by Faasta on Dec 12, 2018 18:54:44 GMT -6
| Mysterious Arrival |
The clear blue skies of Earth were as calm as ever, until a strange object pierced the sea of clouds...
A lonesome attack pod blitzed through the atmosphere and descended toward the blue planet, sirens flashing and howling as it plummeted. The Nitran inside opened his eyes, smirking at the realization that he'd soon land and be reunited with his fellow soldiers. His work on Namek had finally been completed, with most of the remaining Saiyans having either fled, or died at this hand. Calmly, Faasta tapped a button on his pod's communication devices, attempting to contact a certain Arcosian.
''Lord Chill, do you copy? This is Faasta. I'll be landing near our Northern camp ssshortly...-'' He spoke, yet no response came from the other side. ''...Lord Chill?'' And yet again, the Nitran was met with silence. Strange...What could the Director be busy with, currently? Usually, Faasta wouldn't care much, but something about this didn't seem to bode well...Earth was hostile territory, after all.
[Warning. Systems detect various sources of energy output near target location. Danger level: Critical.] A robotic voice within Faasta's pod spoke. The Nitran's eyes shot open, shocked. Near the Northern Camp? Were they being attacked...!? ''Tssch...!'' Faasta hissed toward himself, sweat forming on his dome. That would explain the Director's silence; he was neck-deep in battle!
Frustration grew within the Assault Trooper. He had to assist his fellow soldiers, yet landing in the midst of battle would do more harm than good, and likely get him killed before he could touch down on the soil. With his attack pod still descending at a breakneck speed, Faasta's fingers flew over the control panel, ordering the AI to find the nearest suitable location for an emergency landing.
[New location acquired. Brace for emergency impact landing in 10... 9... 8-]
Faasta fell back into his seat and let out a loud breath, yet it was far from over. These hasty landings tended to get rough...! His arms dug into the armrests of his set, and every muscle in his body clenched as he braced for impact. [3... 2... 1.]
-BOOOOM!!!-
Snow and dirt flew high into the cold air as Faasta's attack pod crashed into the soil. The reinforced spacecraft sizzled with leftover heat as it sat within a large, smoldering crater. Steam blew from the hinges as the door swung open, with Faasta soon emerging from inside. ''I ssswear if I had a Zeni for every crappy landing I've been in...'' The Nitran muttered to himself, gripping his head tightly as it throbbed with pain. Breathing in, Faasta looked up at the clear blue skies of Earth. It was cold, and silent.
''Whooaahh, check it out! It's a pod! FROM SPACE! H-Hazel, Orchy, check it out!'' A sudden voice called out from behind Faasta. The Nitran hummed, and turned to see a small Earthling boy gaze down at him and his pod, eyes wide with glee and curiosity. '"Whoah!'' ''Cool!'' ...And now there were two more. Great.
Yet right as the Nitran was about to tell them off, a sinking fear began to settle in the first boy's eyes. ''Wa-...Wait guys, that armor. A-and that logo...Mommy told me s-something about that logo...It's the Fleet! THE FLEET IS HERE!'' The boy suddenly began to shout at the top of his lungs, hurriedly turning before breaking out into a run! ''R-RUN GUYS! THEY'RE HERE!!'' ''MOOOM!!''
''Ssshit! SHIT!''
Realizing he'd ruin the entire operation if these punks escaped, Faasta flew into the air and looked down at the children, who were a good distance away from a small village in the distance. Without remorse, Faasta aimed an open palm at the trio and shot out a sizzling orb of red Ki. It impacted into the snow near them and expanded into a loud and destructive explosion which echoed for miles. A crater was all that was left- not a sign of the children. Not even a shred of clothing.
''Ssstupid Earthlings...'' Faasta spat coldly, quickly lowering himself to the ground once more. Being forced to take out those children sure caused the ruckus- there wasn't a doubt in his mind that those villagers would come to investigate soon. The Nitran hissed, turning his back to the settlement and darting into snowy landscape behind him, commanding his pod to autopilot to a safe location.
He had to find a way to the WTF's Northern Camp, and fast! Before he was spotted!
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Post by Hale on Dec 12, 2018 19:35:01 GMT -6
Flying to no area in particular, coming from a lackluster attempt at training, Hale swerved in mid air to dodge what looked like a falling...attack pod? He was no member of the WTF, but he had been around long enough to know what one of their pods looked like descending onto a planet having seen it on both Vegeta and Earth. The humans would say Hale was a deer caught in the headlights, and the way he simply floated and watched the pod made it look that way, but in a matter of moments he was flying down after it out of sheer curiosity and partial worry. The last thing the Earth needed was more of these WTF members, and he was either about to meet one or a lot more if they were showing up to greet this person.
Hale watched as the pod partially changed course but continued towards the earth at a speed he could barely keep up with without trying much harder. In a matter of moments it crash landed as the pods tended to do, and kept his distance in the sky watching for who or what was about to exit. "The hell is that?", he found himself saying out loud, as he watched the red unfamiliar alien crawl out, but giving a sudden slight chuckle as he moved closer and recognized a race he had seen very few of. For a moment he swore the alien would have seen him as he looked up, but he didn't give any sense of recognition, which perhaps was from the hard landing, or perhaps he simply didn't care.
Unfortunately it seemed there were others that had noticed the alien, and within moments they were freaking out and scattering like rats. Before he could think to say anything the red alien was firing towards them and in a panic Hale rushed towards them without time to do much else. One of them blasts hit his leg as he wrapped his arms around those being fired at and kept flying forward to get them away from the area. "Leave, do not turn around, and I mean now" he yelled towards the children, turning back around with a scowl on his face and rushing back towards the alien.
"Hey!" He screamed over as he made sure this time he was spotted, landing and walking towards the new arrival. "Firstly, who are you, secondly why are you attacking people at random? Answer quickly, I have little patience after that little stunt you just pulled." It was clear Hale was Arcosian, but he was in his Brute from as he stayed in a lot recently, so his form was hulking and his voice was booming with a deep tone.
pl 16,985 base
Currently in Brute From: PL 33,970
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Post by Mollusc on Dec 12, 2018 20:17:03 GMT -6
Mollusc was back to his training ways. While being in hot weather had its issue being in the cold had it's an issue as well. He didn't feel as limber in the cold. If he got too cold he might turn into a green icicle. Still better than the warm weather that drained him so quickly. As he walked around He saw a large explosion in the distance. Mollusc ears twitched. Seemed like it was fired from somewhere. He assumed it was a ki blast and not just a random explosion. He assumed not much could explode out in the snow. Mollusc walked around heading towards the explosion.
When he arrived he saw a red-skinned alien. He had the symbol of the WTF on him. He'd give him a glance. Then he looked at the Aroscian. He seemed to be protecting a couple of kids. Mollusc looked at the red alien. "You can leave." He said. "I mean the Wtf. I would have normally destoyed you without remorse however I have a use for fighters. Fight for me or fight for your life." He'd look at the Aroscian. "Offer goes to you as well. Expect the fighting part. I need warriors to help me prepare for a threat that is far surpassing the WTF." While the Red alien had seemed to attack the kids he could not be sure since he had just arrived. Still, he could be redeemed and fight for him. He needed people on his side to help agiasnt the saiyans the day they struck.
Powerlevel:58,000
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Post by Karon on Dec 12, 2018 20:37:12 GMT -6
Karon's PL: 4,000 Items: Scouter
A new trip to Earth, and a new list of runaway spirits for Karon to hunt. Near the top of that list was the spirit of a woman, who had lived out in a cabin in the frigid north, alone. The closest civilization was somewhere called Jingle Village, so Karon decided to begin his search there. He was asking around to see if anyone knew where this cabin was, because he wasn't keen on just wandering out into the tundra and looking for a ghostly ping in his energy-sensing glasses. So far, he hadn't had any luck. He spent some of the very few zeni he had at a street-cart selling hot cocoa and stood sipping it with both hands wrapped around the paper cup. By Yemma it was cold. The only place colder was some very remote parts of Hell. Why did any Earthlings willingly live here?
Suddenly, an explosion sounded from outside the village. It was almost certainly not the ghost woman Karon was here to find, but he was curious all the same, so off he went in the direction of the noise. When he got there, he was met with a pretty chaotic scene. A group of aliens (he couldn't be bothered to remember all the species in the mortal universe, but he at least knew none of them were of Earth) clustered around a crashed space pod. The red alien was being accosted by a green one and a muscley blue-ish one, while a handful of human children ran away towards the village. He supposed it would be scary, to have a rainbow of strange buff men land outside your town and start shouting. Scary if you were a kid, anyway. Karon, on the other hand, was just mildly interested and approached the group until he was only a few feet away.
"Hey," he called over, then took another sip of his cocoa, "You guys gonna fight or what?"
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