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Post by Ramen on Dec 14, 2018 16:36:21 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
North City is like almost any other city when it comes to traffic. Rush hour begins early in the morning at around seven and ends sometime past nine, and then kicks up again at around four until eight. So to say that traffic had ground to a standstill at half-past-six on a Friday evening would be no great surprise to anyone. Not that it improved the sour moods of those sitting stuck in their lanes, tired and hungry after a long day's work with the weekend held tauntingly out of reach. A bored commuter barely paying attention amidst the stop-and-start traffic could have been forgiven for missing the phenomena that suddenly captured the attention of dozens of drivers, some of whom began to climb out of their cars to search, as a sudden tremor started to rumble throughout the city. At first, it was like a jet flying a little too low, but it grew louder and louder until a fireball pierced through the crowds, rocketing down to Earth just above the city.
At first it looked like a meteor, but as it dropped lower and lower, coming dangerously near to building, it became clear that at the center of the smoldering inferno was a spacepod, of that ubiquitous alien design. As it ripped through the city, leaving a trail of smoke in its wake, it came mere metres away from crashing headlong into one of the larger skyscrapers. Whatever terror that might have instilled for the businessmen and women peeking out of their cubicles, it was doubled for the pilot. Red lights blared in the inside of the pod, a warning alarm repeating the same painfully-obvious message: A Crash is About to Occur. But no matter how she jammed the controls, her course was set: she was flying dead with no handle of her own pod, thanks to a mechanical glitch that only cropped up on the second leg of her journey.
"Come on--you stupid--piece--of--!" she swore to herself, giving up on the control stick and resorting to just pounding her first on the panel. Mere moments later, her efforts would all go in vain as her pod absolutely tore into the ground on the outskirts of the city, mercilessly missing the inhabitants inside. Luckily, the pod was designed to take such impacts and she barely suffered through more than a jostling on landing... even if the field outside had been reduced to one massive crater.
Slowly, she pushed the door of the pod open and crawled out, still cussing under her breath. Nearly slamming headlong into a building wasn't her idea of a happy return to Earth, nor was the attention it would surely garner her if anyone interested was nearby. Upon climbing all of the way out, she just turned around and kicked the pod in a fit of anger. "Stupid engineers!"
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Post by Yanwang on Dec 14, 2018 17:34:31 GMT -6
Yanwang was walking around North city. He was pretty bored with nothing to do. He came back to earth to not be bored out of his mind but all he could was train which he really didn't want to do. He had no motivation that Yogu and Nashi were back to life. Well to keep his friends alive but still. There was nothing to do. As he walked around through something caught his eye. There was something falling from the sky. Maybe it was a shooting star? But it keeps falling towards the town. As it got closer he realized it was one of those space pods. He never used one it could be pretty fun to fly that thing. Better than sitting around.
He'd head over to where the pod crashed. He'd find a red-haired woman with armor. He didn't know why people wore armor. If you're strong why would you need armor to protect yourself? It is all about style. Yanwang knew a lot about that afterall he wore the same thing every day. He'd walk over as she seemed to be pissed about something. She even kicked her pod. "You seem to be in a bad mood lady." He said with a cheeky grin. Maybe it was not the best to get someone already in a bad mood in a worse mood but he just had too. "What seems to be the problem here," Yanwang asked trying to figure out what she just crashed her pod into the outskirts of town. Seems like a bad place to land.
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Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Dec 15, 2018 10:05:55 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
Ramen's temper wasn't about to be quelled by one kick of the foot. She knew full well how close that landing came to being disastrous for the city, and even though the navigation system hypothetically ensured she wasn't going to hit any obstacles on the way, the minute she lost control over the pod herself, she learned not to trust it. But soon enough, she wasn't alone in her crater, as what appeared to be some sort of alien child appeared. Despite his apparent youth, he was fairly strong -- it was similar to Tarch in some sense. Maybe they grew up in the same place and there was just some really powerful produce growing there.
"I'm not in a bad mood," she snapped in response, with the kind of sour abruptness that spelled the exact opposite. "I just went through a bit of mechanical trouble and my pod nearly crashed half-way in the middle of the damn city. All because--" she turned back to the pod and kicked it again, apparently still struggling to get her emotions under control. "--Whatever stupid, untalented engineers did maintenance on the thing completely missed some glaring issue with the software or something."
She fumed for a few moments longer, but eventually let out an uneasy breath to try to calm herself down. "... I guess it's not a big deal now, it's over and done with. But it's still a pretty colossal mess-up." She peered back at the ogre at that. "You know space travel is dangerous, right?"
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 15, 2018 11:21:59 GMT -6
| North City Near Miss|
That was a sky-fireball up there.
That... wasn't normal. Especially because it was careening through the city. Bad. This was bad. Terryn was in no shape to stop it, and instead of actually stopping it, Synthesia was thinking about how to stop it. Wait, it flew right out of the city- that was convenient. Thinking that his problem was done with, Synthesia then realized that there was a field over there. A field full of grass and flowers and cute little snow animals!
Oh no. Oh no.
Gathering strength to his legs, Synthesia bounded into the sky. He could finally use his new neat little trick! From his back, leaves emerged. Not just any leaves- gigantic leaves, leaves big enough to cover his whole body and then some. Leaves that didn't seem like leaves- because at this moment, they were acting like wings! Synthesia fanned out his leaf-wings, bolting through the sky towards the site of the crash as fast as his psuedo-science could take him.
He arrived soon.
There was now a crater.
Synthesia stopped mid-air, his jaw hanging open as he pointed towards the crater. Oh man, was this person about to get a piece of his mind- wait a second. Was he reading that power right? His jaw remained open. Was that... even possible? No matter- he was probably misreading it, or something. Oh man, was he about to give this person a piece of his mi- he knew this person. Oh no. Not again. The uber-strong half-human who could split herself into two. The girl he had met in the desert, who had spooked him so bad that he still hadn't been back to this day.
There was a small, red child too. How was this child not running away? Clearly, this person was a danger. Frankly, Synthesia didn't even know what to say to her- so, he just wouldn't say anything at all! Perfect. The leaves he generated as wings fell to the ground, and he stared at Ramen with a look of mild displeasure. That would show her.
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Post by Yanwang on Dec 15, 2018 17:04:04 GMT -6
He must have really got on the red-haired girl's nerves. She yelled at him, as he shrugged. She explained that her pod had mechanical trouble. How the engineers had not done a good job fixing her ship. He'd pull out his Fujin Bag. "Alright. I get that. So bascailly your pod is really bad and the people didn't do a good job fixing it." Yanwang said as he shook the Fujin Bag around in front of Ramen. She was asking if he knew how dangerous space travel was. "Uh no, I don't. I've never been to space. How you ever traveled between the living world and the otherworld. Cause I've done that and that is prob way more dangerous." He had to rub it in that he totally did something far more dangerous. Before he could explain what he was going to do someone else had arrived. A green haired lady. "Hey lady." He'd wave as Syn not knowing who it was. "Anyway do you need any help lady or are you good." He then asked Ramen. If she needed a new pod he could try to make her a new one.
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Post by Ramen on Dec 16, 2018 14:45:01 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
Another energy signature captured Ramen's attention just as she was turning to face her pod again, this one not quite at the level of the strange alien kid. She glanced over her shoulder and squinted at the new arrival. Although she was initially impressed by the sight of wings made of leaves, whether they looked particularly useful or not, she inwardly groaned once she made out the figure at the center of them. It was that strange boy from the desert who thought she was some sort of alien warlord or whatever. Their meeting hadn't gone particularly well, but it had ended mercifully quickly as he ran off for a date or something with the creepy pink blob that was absorbing cacti.
"What do you want?" she turned to face Synthesia, crossing her arms across her chest and flashing him a rather pointed look of distaste to match the one he was wearing. "Are you here to throw around stupid accusations again? Or, wait -- no, I'll just confirm whatever weird conspiracy theories you're rattling around in your dumb head." She turned up her nose and let out a sharp huff of air, before adopting a high-pitched, utterly mocking tone. "I'm here to conquer Earth now, because everyone stronger than you is clearly some sort of wild criminal on the loose!"
It wasn't as if Ramen was ever particularly good at hiding her emotions, but after that landing, her mood was basically just sour lemons wrapped in sandpaper. She wouldn't have had much patience for the boy on the best of days, and this wasn't the best of days. She eventually turned back to face Yanwang, her expression relaxing somewhat. "... I should be fine, I think. There are plenty of other pods I could get on the planet assuming my allies here are still in one piece. But I do appreciate the offer." She leaned over to pull the open canopy of the pod shut, setting it to lock for now.
"I just need to carry it off somewhere safe where it won't end up on the black market for spare parts. Knowing this city, I probably shouldn't leave it for more than a couple minutes unattended."
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 17, 2018 19:28:29 GMT -6
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Was she mocking him?
Yeah! She was! She called him dumb! He wasn't dumb- he was many things, but he would never concede to being dumb! Unacceptable- she was so rude! He hadn't even done anything wrong! She wasn't even that strong. Sure, Synthesia had his jaw dropped at her power mere seconds earlier, but if mental gymnastics were an official sport Synthesia would've been an Olympian. Synthesia finally saw why the human kids he met made fun of people with red hair- they really didn't have any souls! The other red-skinned child was no better! Synthesia jabbed a finger in Yanwang's direction, temporarily diverting his attention from Ramen as he thought of something cool to say in response.
"Hey! I'm not a lady! I'm a proud, independent plant. And I like being a guy more, too! Okay!?" Ah great, he hadn't come up with a good rebuttal. Well, Synthesia supposed that rebuttals didn't need to be good in order to be effective. "O-Oh yeah? W-Well! Even if you aren't a wild criminal, you must be a wild animal, because, uh, you smell!" Perfect! Wait, she said something about North City, too! Something about how this ship would be stolen if she left it here, or something dumb like that! Offensive! Didn't she know what was here!?
"Oh? You think someone's gonna take your pod, criminal? Well! Nobody will! Because!" Synthesia posed in a T-position. "North City is the Pride Trooper Headquarters, and the Pride Troopers are super cool, super strong, and we put a big stop to LOTS of crimes! Especially the ones here! Because! It's where our Headquarters are!" Synthesia crossed his arms smugly, and stared at Ramen even more so. "I guess! You just don't know! Much about this city at all!" He paused for dramatic effect.
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Post by Yanwang on Dec 17, 2018 21:16:08 GMT -6
Guess this plant lady and the red-haired woman had a lot of beef. Why they had this problem he had no idea. Still, it was a little awkward. He'd look at Ramen as she yelled about how she was here to take over the earth. Yanwang smiled, this was the perfect time for him to beat up the bad guys. If she was bad then he had to stop her. Plant lady though apparently was not a guy or a girl. "Well actually. According to me, you're a girl. You're like my friend Nashi. Just can't decide which he wants to be. Half the time he is a girl and the other half of the time he is a guy. Why is it so far to choose?" Yanwang asked Syn, it still really had not gotten through his head that Syn didn't have a gender cause it was a plant. Course now he had to focus on Ramen. "Didn't you just say you wanted to take over the planet?" Yanwang said cracking his knuckles. "Why should I not just beat you up. I'm totally the strongest guy ever. Never been beaten. I can prob throw you back to wherever you came from faster then that pod took you here." He was swelling with his ego agian. He had trained pretty hard, some random red-haired girl could not just beat him, right? Plus she didn't seem all that tough.
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Post by Ramen on Dec 18, 2018 19:35:03 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
"Oh, the Pride Troopers," Ramen's temper suddenly flared at the mention. "I'm sure you lot are really on the ball."
She couldn't help but glare at Synthesia now, her distaste turning to raw, bitter emotion. In truth, she hadn't had much experience with the Troopers. She knew that Terryn was one, or at least he had claimed to be such when he was trying to act impressive. There was a time when the title would have been enough to earn her respect, but those days were long over. She had seen some of them fighting at the Lookout and was initially impressed, but since then, what had they done? They failed to protect Satan City for starters. But their most grievous crime came during the attack on Central City, a failure which she couldn't bring herself to forgive.
She ended up just waving her hand with a dismissive flick, making a point to turn her attention away from the bio-android. "I'd put more faith in some minimum wage security guards from a shopping mall than your organization at this point. When was the last time you people did anything useful? I mean, if they let you in, their standards had to have dropped. You're the idiot who couldn't wrap his little head around a human being stronger than you. As if that's some accomplishment."
Upon concluding her rant, she finally looked back to the small alien. He seemed to take her comments a little too seriously, to which point she just stared at him with a blank expression. "That was sarcasm. I don't fight little kids, at least not unless they're somehow going to be torching half a city with some stupid natural power. But uh, you probably shouldn't claim to be the strongest guy ever. The last person who walked around talking like that was a Saiyan named Banzo, and if his fate is anything to go by... well, the Pride Troopers will probably find some way to screw you over and watch you die."
"I hear that's what they're good at."
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 19, 2018 20:04:29 GMT -6
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They weren't in a fight, but the redhead wasn't pulling any punches.
Synthesia was upset before, but now, he was really upset. Just who did this person think that she was? Synthesia glared and shot her a condescending smile. "Big words for someone who's got nothing to back them up, hm?" Synthesia sneered. "Seriously? You'd criticize us for not doing more to protect the city? Uh, where were you? Besides, we did protect the city. I dunno who this Banzo was, but there was some green hulking Saiyan who tore the place up. Our Captain killed him at the cost of his own life. You'd trample that sacrifice? Maybe if you died in that crash, our job of ridding the world of evil would be brought that much closer!" He threw up his arms in a mock-cheer, smirking as he motioned towards the pod with his chin.
"'Sides, did you not hear? We reclaimed Badman City. We're still helping out with the reconstruction efforts over there. And, let's turn back to you, what have you done, hm?" Synthesia flexed and beat his chest like a monkey. "Got all big n' strong while doing absolutely nothing to protect the world? And you're complaining about us?" He then turned his attention towards the little red boy. "Don't let that mean old lady ruin your dreams of being the strongest guy ever- it can happen to all of us! Who cares what she said? She's certainly said nothing meaningful so far.Synthesia then turned to Ramen, just to wave off her claims with a literal wave of his hand."At least you don't fight kids- oh, unless you're gonna lose your temper, in which case..."
Synthesia tapped his cheek and stuck it out slightly, the smug smirk still ever-present on his face. "Please! Let's see the full extent of how little your words mean, hm? Make. My. Day."
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Post by Yanwang on Dec 19, 2018 23:17:09 GMT -6
This red-haired girl noted that she was being sarcastic. She made a note as well that she was not going to fight little kids. Yanwang crossed his arms. "Who said i'm a little kid." He was but he was an ogre. How was this red hair suppose to assume he was a kid. Then they began to talk about how the last person Ramen knew named Banzo. Yanwang frowned as his fist clenched to his side. That was the bastard that killed Koban. The plant person also confirmed that. The two were still arguing. Yanwang was pretty pissed though.
"Shut up." He'd look at Ramen. "Talk about that Banzo guy agian and i'll leave you like him. That dumb man talking all, "Oh no I've been mind controlled." He'd say in a mocking tone trying to mimic Banzo voice. "You prob would say the same thing. Oh no, I have been mind controlled please forgive me for being such a dumb...." He didn't say it cause he was told never to say the word. As he was speaking black energy was slowly covering his body. "Everyone out here always being all mad. Your pod got blown up. People died. I can just make you a new stupid pod. But no, gotta be really nasty to people. Same with your plant lady. Talking about Banzo or Bozo whatever his name is. No one cares. He's dead he gonna stay dead and if he comes back i'll send him right back. You say for a pride trooper but the only pride trooper was Koban. He's dead. Where were you when he needed help. You could have helped but no you were prob out somewhere telling about how you help people. Well, you didn't help him. And he one of the few people I actually cared about. He was gonna teach me how to fight, he was gonna be..." Before he could finish the black inky key had covered his whole body He'd pause, "Uh........this has not happened before." He had a panicked look on his face. This was not supposed to happen.
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Post by Ramen on Dec 19, 2018 23:32:00 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
Ramen's glare only deepened at the combined responses of both Synthesia and the alien. She couldn't imagine her poor luck in having these two, of all people, be the ones to show up on her landing. "I'm not the one who puts on a stupid uniform and prances around trying to get views on BaoTube or whatever for being a self-proclaimed hero," she snapped. "I figured it was all talk after what happened in Central City, and there's the proof. You'd rather see someone die in a pod crash than deal with being called out on your team's stupid gimmick? I'm glad you're dragging that 'hero' title into the mud for everyone else."
She crossed her arms across her chest at that, her posture painfully stiff. She sorely wanted to take a swing at this guy, but she knew better. "If I punched you right now, you would probably just run around bragging about it as part of whatever weird complex you've got going on. And as far as what I've done?" her eyes narrowed at the point. "I fought in the campaign on Namek that saw the culprits from Satan City killed. It must have been really difficult to retake their city when we were the ones fighting their most powerful warriors in space."
"Oh, and I brought everyone they killed in Satan City back to life." At that, her glare eased into a gloating smirk. It still might not be positive exactly, but at least it was some kind of improvement. She gestured vaguely to the alien next, doing her best to tune out his own comments about Banzo: if she was going to keep her cool, she was going to need to let at least some things slide. "I was calling him the child, but if you're one too, then that just adds one more stupid crime the Pride Troopers are committing."
"... As for you," she finally turned to address Yanwang. "I'm not going to just throw his name out just because it's a sore subject. I think he deserves better than that."
The black energy beginning to cover him was a little concerning, but for now, she made no comment. But she did shift her stance somewhat, preparing for the likely possibility that this guy was about to attack her. Or the bio-android. Or even worse, attack both of them so that they would have to work together.
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 31, 2018 2:14:38 GMT -6
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Well, this exchange was just getting worse and worse. Due to the participants, that particular factoid wasn't likely to change, either. A perfect piece of evidence to support this claim would be none other than Synthesia- his arms were already crossed, and a smug smile was already on his face.
He first listened to the ramblings of the small red child, the same ramblings which were calling him out for not doing enough to help Koban. Synthesia put a hand on his chest defensively, giving the child a disappointed glare. "Look, I'd never met Koban before in my life. I didn't know him at all- I heard he was a good guy, and that he founded the Pride Troopers, but that has nothing to do with me. Terryn is my Captain, not Koban."
He then turned to address the redhead and her equally as absurd claims. He physically snorted with laughter when she told him of her accomplishments, a retort clearly bubbling in his plant brain before she had even called out the Pride Troopers for using child labor. "Deal with being called out? Please! I think it's you who can't handle being called out." Synthesia shot Ramen a sidelong glance, the ends of his mouth turning up ever-so-slightly.
"Oh? You took care of the culprits? You revived everyone? Congratulations! You've played excellent damage control." He clapped. "Oh, and after you took care of the culprits, small question- how, exactly, did you plan to get rid of the corruption in Satan City?" Synthesia snorted with laughter again. "Were you gonna use those big ol' muscles to punch the corruption out of the city? I'm sure that'd work like a charm! You revived everyone who died? Great! But guess what- if you were there to begin with, you probably wouldn't have needed to make that wish at all!"
Synthesia sneered, his smug aura cracking ever-so-slightly to reveal genuine anger. "Maybe, if you prevented that tragedy from happening in the first place, you could've used that wish to wish for something else! Something else to benefit earth, and maybe prevent future attacks! Oh, and in fact, with you not helping, you've brought more danger to Earth. Earth Dragon balls exist now. Kami made them so that the people in Satan City could be revived- do you wanna wait and see how many people could die because they needed to be made? How many aliens are going to come to Earth, hoping to use those balls for power or for destruction?"
Synthesia marched up to Ramen and stuck his finger right at her face, jabbing the air in front of her a few times to put emphasis on his words. "You don't know anything at all! If you were there, maybe we wouldn't be in this mess!"
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Post by Yanwang on Dec 31, 2018 17:18:10 GMT -6
Yanwang sat looking at himself as the black energy had covered his whole body. The two of them were still arguing but he didn't care. Yes, he had a lot more he wanted to say but he had never been fully consumed by the bag. He had to keep calm or else something bad was going to happen. He could feel it. The two seemed to be arguing about the city and stuff. How all these people died when they came back. They seemed to not be stopping. Yanwang hands reached for his ears trying to stop hearing all this negative talk. Yet, he could still hear it. The inky black energy slowly bubbles to life. He'd his hands left his ears as the black energy began to roar to life. Flames began to escape his form.
"I get it. Who cares who right or wrong. Banzo is dead. He is an idiot and a loser. He killed my friend. He killed the closest thing I had to a dad. I..." The black energy seized back before his whole form was engulfed in the flames before shooting out all around. Magically flames would launch at both Syn and Ramen. Not only them of course, anyone around the poor ogre as he tried to control his power. "All those people died so what!. They're dead. They came back. Who cares who fault it was. They died you morons. You breaking laws to revive people because you failed to save them the first time. Be happy their back. Be happy they came back cause that does not happen to everyone! Not everyone as lucky as Earth is. Dammit, I..." Yanwang fist coiled as the flames pushed out they slowly growing stronger as his body bulked up a bit. "I can't control anything. I Want to be stronger. Stronger than anyone in the entire universe." The first wave of flames was replaced by coils of black lighting that shot from his body. His Fujin bag had fallen from his grip was pulling objects towards it now ripping away at the grounds and other structures that could not hold themselves down since Yanwang was not trying to control or close the bag.
Pumped Up Powerlevel:126,000. Yanwang can't control his powers right now cause he so mad and sad so yah everything going crazy.
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Post by Ramen on Jan 1, 2019 11:27:58 GMT -6
NORTH CITY NEAR MISS| Ramen's PL: 115,000 |
Anger seemed to continually boil up within Ramen with every new argument Synthesia made. Part of it was what he was saying, his claims and statements ringing hollow in her ears. But part of it also had to be the way he looked: that smug smile and contemptuous personality. She wanted to hit the so-called Pride Trooper, without any shadow of a doubt. But she held herself back for now, resigning herself to shooting him a look of utter disdain. "The corruption in Satan City was bound to wane sooner rather than later," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "The demon's magic was on a ticking timer after she died. I suppose I should thank you for providing a show of force or something to fix a problem that didn't need fixing. But this whole act is wearing thin real fast.""First, we had three wishes. And we did use the other two for good purpose. We resurrected an entire dead planet and recaptured the Saiyan home-world from the Arcosians on top of saving who-knows-how-many Earthling lives. Secondly, if you're trying to blame someone making Earth Dragon Balls, maybe you should blame the people who were here and who let it happen." Miraculously, something struck Ramen the moment Synthesia started waving his finger in-front of her face. She probably should have gotten even more upset, maybe finally taken that swing she was longing to take. But instead, she let out a bitter laugh at the gesture. "Oh, now it makes sense!" she covered her mouth as if to politely hide the laugh. "You're just not mature enough to see two metres in-front of your own face. That's why you're so clueless."Before she could take her apparent revelation any further, the ogre's power level rocketed up to their side. He was still talking about Banzo and throwing around insults of his own, but then -- flames launched out towards them. In an instinctual move that made Ramen feel somehow disappointed with herself, she released a sudden surge of energy and thrust herself forward. In a flash, she was out of the way of the magical flames coming at her, and in-front of Synthesia to guard that much-disliked dandelion impersonator from harm. Given the power this alien was putting out, he might need the help. "Are you insane!? Close that bag up right now!"
Ramen boosts to her x2T Focus Energy and uses her [SU1] Afterimage to get in the way of Yanwang's fire !!!
With Energy Setting, her power level becomes 160,000 !!!
KP 7/7 > 6/7 !!!
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Synthesia - Pride Trooper
