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Post by Yanwang on Jan 6, 2019 1:22:05 GMT -6
Yanwang walked around town. North city was home of the Pride Troopers. They were run by Koban. Well formally, till his spineless friends didn't come to help him. They let him die. Some heroes they were. So he decided to take it into his own hands. He was going to be the hero this city needed. After all, he was the strongest being on Earth. It was something he could do. No one could tell him what to do anymore. He was already chasing after a crook right now. The guy had stolen someone's bag. He was running down the street pushing people aside. Yanwang was following right behind him walking, just taking it all in. The feeling of power he felt over this guy. He was his god at this moment. Yanwang leaped after him, arriving in front of a store.
He'd stand before the man as the reached and pulled out a gun. "Hey stay back you red freak." Yanwang yawned as he stepped forward. "You're not stupid. Shooting me with that is a bad idea." The man hand was shaking as Yanwang approached. Then the man shot. The bullet bounced off Yanwang face landing next to him. That got him really pissed. "You thought you could shoot me!" Yanwang launched forward decking the man in the face. He'd knocked him into the dirt. Their was a group of people around watching this all go down. This should be the end of it but Yanwang was not done. He could do whatever he wanted to enforce the will of Koban. That what he was supposed to do. He'd lift the crook up. Then he'd punch him in the stomach with far more force than needed. The man collapsed again. Yanwang felt he did some real damage. His fist raised in the air as energy coiled around it. "You should have learned how many times you committed a crime your not going to learn." Yanwang was getting ready to throw a punch so he'd never try to commit a crime again.
Power Level:77,000 (In Fujin fury so a 1 foot taller then icon pick, more bulked up and flat horns but sharp teeth) Fujin Fury Powerlevel:231,000
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 6, 2019 2:01:36 GMT -6
PRIDE IN SOME TROOPERS
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO'S PL: 240,000 (80k BASE | x3)
"W-we're almost there! Just a few more miles...!" Carro wheezed, leaping from building to building. Donning LEO in her armored form, Carro let the feline's AI do most of the work moving the suit that covered his body. After a pit stop to refuel, they'd almost made their way to Fukurou Forest, where the Timeless Lookout stood tall. Finding the darn tower was always difficult, though, but they had to get there as soon as possible- lest either himself or Chime face the wrath of a very angry Majin before they could have some time to talk and plan.
Carro came to a stop atop atop another building, panting and slouching over. They'd been running for a few hours now from one side of the planet to the next after meeting Nashua... Carro coughed, but managed to straighten his form. This was the final stretch, and nothing was standing in his way of catching up to Chime once more...
Until a scream invaded his eardrums, at least.
Carro whipped around after wiping sweat off his brow. He caught eye of a thug shooting at a small... Demon? Ogre? Alien? He wasn't sure. The situation seemed to be handled by the red-skinned kid, though... Well, until he began to take things a little too far. Carro gasped, taking a step back from his vantage point. He wasn't going to kill that guy, was he? Those attacks were FAR too powerful for a normal civilian, and...
He winced again as another punch flew across the thug's face, but he turned his gaze away. He couldn't stop now. He had to get to Chime. He had to turn a blind eye just this once... Carro closed his eyes and tried to turn away, but found himself looking back soon enough. He didn't feel right about leaving, but he had to leave- it was for the greater good. If Mumbo killed either himself or Chime due to the time he spent dilly-dallying here- or worse, he'd just attract the Majin to a populated area, everything would go wrong- all because of him...
Carro grit his teeth, still heaving in exhaustion. "...LEO, activate the Overdrive protocol." He rang, hopping off the building and lurching down, moving right between the Ogre and his victim before the final blow could be delivered. He couldn't leave someone to die, no matter how much his rational side pleaded otherwise.
"H-hey, uh, kid..." Carro would ring, spreading his arms out and standing between the two now. "Look. Just... don't do this. I'm not going to let you apparently kill someone, criminal or not." The armored President didn't even sound mad or sad. Just... exhausted. "I have places to be, Presidential stuff to do, people to save from a much more painful doom, and..."
"So, p-please. Make this easy for the both of us, and walk away now. I'll make sure this man faces charges, but you need to stop- you've a-already gone WAY overboard." He ordered as sternly as he could manage, narrowing his eyes between pants, forcing as much of a glare as he could. Carro was aware that his commands were likely going to wind up to be nothing more than wishful thinking, though...
Carro and LEO join the fray!
LEO activates OVERDRIVE, boosting her 80,000 PL by x3, totaling to 240,000!
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KP is 7/7 - No techs used
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Post by Yanwang on Jan 6, 2019 23:23:20 GMT -6
As he was about to do something far too rash someone stopped him. There was a someone blocking his way. A saiyan with orange hair. Yanwang didn't punch him right of the bat as he stood there hearing him out. He seemed to think he was going to kill him. Yanwang shook out of it a bit. His eyes glazed over with sadness. "I..." He'd shook his head. He was still mad, he was still powerful. Why was he flinching? Half of him was screaming to step back and then another was screaming to step forward. At this impass, he stood them and keep hearing out what he had to say. The man explained he was the president of the planet. Was that not the Carro dude? He heard he had become the president.
Carro leads that company where Koban died. But he was not the leaders of those other guys. Yanwang looked at the man he had beat up. It was a conflict of emotions, a whirlwind of anger and sadness. Yanwang didn't want to feel any of it. He could forget it all if he just started fighting. Get lost but then he'd just be stuck in his anger. Yanwang eyes were now glazed over as he just stood there like a statue. He was not doing or saying anything. There was a great conflict in his head. He was deciding how he was going to approach this. He could knock Carro aside or he could back up. Neither idea appealed enough to push the other out of his head. The only thing he could think was of that man. "Koban. What would he of done," he said in the most monotone voice possible. Soon enough he'd come to a verdict, hopefully, he made the right choice.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 7, 2019 2:07:25 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO'S PL: 240,000 (80k BASE | x3)
Carro wheezed again in exhaustion, but managed to straighten himself upright once more, clenching his fists and taking another step towards the Ogre in their staredown... The kid seemed to be conflicted now- he hadn't attacked yet. Things were already going better than expected, who would have thought! But there was still an underlying sense of tension and unease that loomed over the two of them... The kid finally formed a sentance, addressing someone named... Koban? Carro glanced around to see if someone in the crowd was adressed, but nobody piped up. That name sounded awful familiar, though.
The newfound President's memory of Banzo's attack on his company was very foggy- Half of the time he was bleeding to death from being crushed by Banzo's Oozaru form. During the other half he was a giant, mindless monkey as well. All he knew for sure was that bad things happened, some people died, and he was in the hospital recovering from breaking almost every bone in his body for a few weeks after. Still, he couldn't help but to remember the vague bits he knew of the incident when that name was mentioned...
"Uh... Are you asking y-yourself that, or me, orrr....?" Carro croaked, a bead of sweat trickling down his confused expression. "B-but as I said before, there's more pressing issues for me to deal with right now, lest even more people die very soon t-to an actual threat. I-I-I would very much appreciate it if we agreed to disagree or follow up on this later, because I have a place to be." Carro instinctively put a hand on the parcel around his body, feeling around in it. Five Dragon Balls, still all accounted for. Still, he held his free arm out forwards, still silently bracing for impact. There was no way this could be that easy- nothing ever was.
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Post by Tysco Zautt on Jan 7, 2019 8:29:02 GMT -6
|| Tysco’s PL: 8,000 || PL Suppressed to 333 [UT1] Secret Identity is in effect ||
Tysco was happy to be well ahead in his studies as of late, he deserved a break for being so studious. Of course, this gave him more time to react to his other duty as the Makaimorph, and at any moment something might go down so the young hero was ever vigilant!
Currently, he was expertly gliding down the footpath on his skateboard, whistling a little tune to himself. Everything was good… That is, until he heard distressed yelling and screaming some ways down the road. Opting to get closer to see what was wrong, Tysco increased his speed and he was met with someone— someone that Tysco swore he knew— putting a brutal smack-down onto someone, apparently a petty thief if the crowd was anything to listen to. The owner of the bag swiftly retrieved their bag of course, and normally they might have been grateful, but they looked at the Ogre in… Fear, not gratitude. Several civilians actually picked up the unconscious thief and silently dragged him away from the impending kerfuffle.
To make matters all the more awkward, Carro of all people stepped in. ’Ohhh that’ll.. Oh boy.’ Tysco thought in mild panic as he inched closer. He was out in public so he couldn’t reliably transform into Makaimorph without compromising his identity.
After getting close enough; Tysco overheard more of the conversation and it clicked why the brutish guy was familiar. It was that childish yet well meaning Ogre kid, “Yanwang..?” Perhaps he underwent some form of transformation? He certainly wasn’t acting like Tysco thought he would that’s for sure. “Yanwang, is— is that you?” Tysco questioned, a look of sadness and disappointment on his face.
When Yanwang asked what Koban would have done, that struck one hell of a nerve. With that, Tysco stormed right over, more than just sad and disappointed; he was in utter disbelief! “You wanna know what Koban woulda done, huh? Is that it?” Tysco took a deep breath, trying his best to not explode. “He wouldn’t have almost killed someone over petty theft, he’d restrain them! He wouldn't strike fear into the hearts of those he wants to protect! Have you noticed something, huh, kid?!” Tysco gestured outwards, pointing out that only he, Carro, and Yanwang were present on the street. “They ran away. They ran away from you. They were scared of you... But,” Tysco frowned. “Carro won’t run and neither will I. We're not afraid.” Looking to Caro, Tysco gave a confident nod.
Turning back to Yanwang, Tysco’s tone softened, he knew he was talking to a kid after all. “If something is wrong, if you’re feeling lost, we can help you.” He spoke like an older sibling would, maybe he had experience in helping lost youngsters?
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Post by Yanwang on Jan 7, 2019 19:54:59 GMT -6
Yanwang was still pretty out of it. The tug of war in his head, on what he should do and what he should not do. "Yah I don't want to hurt anyone," he spoke out loud. Then he felt the tug agian. That Primal emotion of rage, that lust to prove he was the strongest one around. As he was about to make his choice Tysco arrived. He seemed pretty pissed. Yanwang was really confused. He hadn't done anything. Yanwang looked at Tysco was confusion and then fear. He didn't know why he was so mad. He'd looked around and didn't see anything. He'd look down spooked that he was still transformed. How long has it been? Yanwang was very confused about what was going on. He'd look at Tysco and Carro. "Where are we?" Yanwang asked bewildered. "I don't know how I got here or what I did. We're just here? I was in a desert...now i'm over here. What am I do doing here do you two know." Yanwang seemed to panic a bit. Everything was a haze. Just anger and arrogance. That was all he could think of. It really scared him, what he done?
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