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Post by General Kraktus on Feb 8, 2019 18:45:43 GMT -6
Powerlevel:35,000
Kraktus was exploring the Diablo Desert. He was looking to try to find something that could help him maybe some magical artifact. He heard the place had tombs scattered about. Maybe someone had a treasure. Even the humans had to have some use right? He also had met some very strong humans before like that red-haired human woman. At the same time, he'd get lucky and find someone training out here to recruit. The WTF needed more soldiers. More elite soldiers. Throwing thousands of men to the wolves would not inspire confidence nor achieve victory. He'd paused as he walked and found a large stone structure sticking out from the sand. He'd grunt as he walked over feeling the sandstone structure. Before he could think about entering his scouter picked up a nearby powerlevel. He'd turn his head looking behind him and waiting to see who was in the area and why they had come to this place.
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Post by Arcus on Feb 16, 2019 12:44:33 GMT -6
Arcus had sort of taken a break from his "info-gathering" mission. He'd had quite a few setbacks throughout his past few months on earth- and decided he'd just needed a bit of a rest. He was tanning in the desert, you know- as normal people do- when a shadow would suddenly pass overhead. "Hm?"
Looking up, he'd see a vaguely familiar individual. "... Oi, its dat Octo-pansy" he'd realize, taking off a pair of sunglasses he'd had on. The last time the two had met- he'd shown a bunch of aggression towards Arcus- understandably because he'd gotten his butt kicked, but regardless, Arcus wondered how the crybaby was faring.
"Maybe I'll pay him a little visit" he chuckled, standing up before shooting into the air after the alien. It didnt take long for him to catch up, though when he did, he was confused. The alien was touching up on some relic of a building, his home maybe?
Arcus didn't much care and decided to call out to the alien. "Long time no see, punk" he'd roar, continuing- "Ya still cryin bout dat whoopin ya took a while back?" he'd ask, getting right to the sensitive stuff right off the bat.
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Post by General Kraktus on Feb 16, 2019 17:10:14 GMT -6
Kraktus heard the voice. It was someone he had met before but he had forgotten who he was. He’d turn looking at the man. “You,” Kraktus said annoyed. That man had saw him in his most vulnerable state and he seemed to want to rub it in. “Your really not helping your case I was wounded. You will not speak of that day if you know what is good for you.” He’d said facing the Saiyan warrior. He already was under his skin and he had half a mind to blast him. Yet, he also could be an asset. Killing people he didn’t like was not going to move his plans forward. He needed to begin moving pieces.“So what do you want. What is your goals I mean. What drives you to do things. I’m curious maybe your of the Kingdom. But You seemed slightly more ambitious I assume you want to be your own boss. Or maybe I'm wrong hmm.” He challenged stepping closer to the Saiyan warrior. "Maybe you're the type to be a lackey?"
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