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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2019 23:07:27 GMT -6
Aizu plodded along the bustling streets of Satan City marketplace, disguised beneath a vast hooded cloak. He wore the dark shroud to avoid being recognised as one who had wreaked havoc in the city only months earlier alongside the Stargoons. He was on his way back to Ru’s Emporium - a pawn shop that mostly existed as a front for an Imeckian black market broker named Ru. Aizu had used her services many times before, most recently to obtain his uniquely modified scouter and space pod. She was always reliable, and didn't charge too much for her middle-manning services so he always made her his first port of call for anything he wanted off the books. This time she’d called him. Her message said she needed to talk about some complications with an item he’d commissioned at considerable expense. The cost alone was motivation enough to quicken his pace as he wound his way through the maze of tightly-packed streets and stalls. If something went wrong with that particular job, he would be more than a little upset.
Nearing his destination, he turned down a narrow, grubby little alley onto the street where Ru’s Emporium sat. He was immediately greeted by a sight that filled him with a sense of dread: Two Galactic Patrolmen. He froze in his tracks, his thoughts briefly thrown into chaos. They hadn't noticed him, so he ducked back around the corner as soon as he could muster the wherewithal to do so. Breathing deep, he took a moment to try and order his thoughts. Their power level was not reading as any threat to him, but this still meant Ru’s operation had been compromised. That was not good for Aizu, or his recent investments. His mind whirled with possibilities, potential courses of action. It was a battle to keep the panic and rage from boiling over, but he managed to keep a lid on it. This was an uncertain situation. For all he knew, the GP were just making inquiries. He needed intel before he could take action.
With that thought in mind, he gently lifted off the ground, ascending to the rooftops. Staying low, he crept back along the street, watching the Patrolmen more closely now from the new vantage point. They seemed to be standing watch, idly chatting between themselves but never moving from their spot opposite the ‘pawn shop’. Minutes passed, dragging on into double figures before long. Aizu's certainty grew as he observed what looked like a whole lot of nothing. They were waiting for something, but what? He cautiously made his way to another vantage point, aiming to get a view of the storefront.
The lights were off, shutters were closed. Nobody had been inside yet. He couldn't pretend to understand the GP’s actions, but he felt a little relief knowing it wasn't all over yet. Where was the owner, however? Aizu didn't know for sure. He imagined she lived at the shop, she’d done the same with her previous setups. He needed to get inside.
Looking around, Aizu's beady yellow eyes scanned for a loose object, something he could use as a distraction. There wasn't much around and he was well aware of the need for urgency. Grabbing a nearby satellite dish, he yanked it free of its moorings and peered over the edge of the rooftop again. Eyes fixed on the Patrolmen, he made a blind throw down the street, sending the metal dish clanging and clattering along the sidewalk. As the Patrolmen turned to the source of the ruckus, Aizu made his move.
Darting through the air above their heads, he hit the rooftop of the pawn shop. With a tight, controlled flare of ki from his palm he dealt with the locked rooftop access door. Making his way down to the shop floor, he was greeted by a familiar voice.
“You’re paying for a new door,” Came Ru’s distinctly accented voice from behind him. He spun in surprise, wondering exactly how she got past him. She took note of that surprise, lowering the wrist blaster she'd had levelled at him.
“I have a hidden panic room upstairs. You walked right past. Sorry about the blaster, thought the Patrolmen might have gotten brave enough to bust in.”
“Yeah, what exactly is that about?” Aizu cut to the chase, still feeling like he was in the dark. Ru sighed, slumping into her usual seat behind the counter.
“Not sure how they found out about this place, but they've been watching the street for hours now. Had to call off my deliveries,” She finished, lighting one of her homemade scented candles.
“Why aren't they just busting in? They could blast through those shutters like a Saiyan through a buffet line,” He gestured to the storefront with one hand. “So why haven't they?”
“Earth isn't GP territory and they're getting a little nervous about messing with the locals in light of recent events. That's why I set up here in the first place. I figure th-” She stopped mid-sentence, eyes growing wide as she looked over Aizu's shoulder.
Spinning to follow her gaze, he was met with a fist across the jaw. Unprepared for it, he was sent sprawling across the shop floor as he heard Ru shout. Bolts of energy filled the room as everything exploded into chaos. Aizu stood up to find Ru fleeing back up the stairs, firing haphazardly with her blaster as she went. The two Patrolmen made to chase after her. Aizu had only moments to react, to save the black market broker and his own investments.
Thinking fast, he raised a palm, bathing the shop in crimson light as he unleashed a beam that engulfed the pair. As the light faded, he could see the Patrolmen were no more, vaporised by the attack along with a significant chunk of the shopfront. Alarm bells rang as he made a mad dash upstairs. Ru was long gone.
This was bound to attract some unwanted attention.
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Post by Ashi on Mar 1, 2019 10:23:20 GMT -6
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For a city with a name like it had, Satan City was surprisingly pretty calm and typical of what Ashi had seen on Earth. Mostly just people going about their days with neutral expressions on their faces, all of them with places they had to be. Pretty boring, honestly. She'd heard some whispers about there having been some massive action in the city a few months prior, but it seemed that by now all of that drama had subsided, making way for the city to become just like any other metropolis Ashi had been to. Ah, well. At least this city didn't have any snow, so that was always a plus. Still, that didn't really clear away her disappointment as it dawned on the Konatsian this was yet another location where her search would turn up no fruit. "Ah, great," she grumbled.
Earth sure wasn't in as much of an overabundance of powerful fighters as she'd been led to believe by her first visit around, Ashi was starting to realize. She'd probably just gotten lucky last time - after all, she'd run into the damn President of the planet out in the middle of nowhere, of all people. Luck wasn't on her side this time, though. So far she'd only met a bunch of depressed people. And depressed would soon be an adjective that'd properly describe her if something didn't turn around in her favor, soon. It was just as she was thinking up giving up the ghost and strolling on ahead to the next city when her pointed ears perked up, the sound of a distant explosion caught by their higher than average hearing.
She might have had a hard time figuring out exactly where the explosion had come from, if it weren't for the annoyingly loud alarm bells that rang out shortly after the inital boom. Those made strolling her way over to what seemed to be some kind of weird side street shop, and as the green haired lady entered, she found herself cupping her hands over her ears to block out the extremely loud ring of the alarm bells. "Hello!?" she called out, though she realized she wouldn't have heard a response in her current position even if there had been one. So she decided to enter further inside, eventually climbing up the stairs to find... A lizard? "Uhh, are you robbing the place?" she asked them, "Cause you're not doing a great job if you are! I'm pretty sure the whole city heard that explosion! And these freakin' alarms!"
Her dialogue was likely being shouted louder than she'd have realized, what with how deaf she was at present. It remained to be seen whether or not she could even hear the lizard's reply, if he gave one.
TAGS: @hyoza
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Tanga
Archived
XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO KORLA
PL: 10,000
Overdrive (+x3T)
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Post by Tanga on Mar 4, 2019 18:14:40 GMT -6
|Epsilon: 43,880|
Tanga deeply regretted not getting much data on the event that had turned Satan City into ‘Badman’ City, as she moved through the city now reviewing some old videos uploaded during the months when it had been under whatever effect the Stargoons had placed over the land it was really quite the marvel to see just how surreal the differences were, being able to get some actual data to potentially recreate that effect on a smaller or perhaps even BIGGER scale would have been exceptional. All Tanga could really do now was scour the internet in search of some footage of what the Stargoons had actually done to try beginning the process of reverse engineering it. Of course the alternative to that was making contact with the Fleet and trying that way. Her interactions with Chromo were slow going and now Tanga found herself still going out as Epsilon but no longer in a specific search for the young Bio-Android but instead just as a chance to really ‘enjoy’ something other than her constant work in the lab. Being Epsilon had a certain… fun to it and she was beginning to perhaps ‘get’ why Chromo and Virus acted the way they did. Her current plan was simply to enjoy some time wandering Satan City breaking some encryptions on local networks to seek out any hidden video data from back during the Badman event, but as Tanga began down the block her sensor’s picked up a pair of previously identified energy signatures. Followed quickly by explosions. Tanga pulled back briefly slipping into an alley before transforming, her body shifting and reshaping as Alpha and Omega became active once and Tanga’s personality became one with the trio again. With Tanga now back as apart of Epsilon, they stepped out from the alley to survey the chaos that had sprung up, Aizu, the Arcosian Tanga had done business with a few months ago to ‘help’ him with her arrival on Earth appeared to be inside the recently exploded building along, with his signature being the one to spike just before the explosion making it likely he was the one who had caused it. Near him appeared to be the signature of the Konatsian girl Ashi from the very strange Jingle Village riot. A strange pair and interestingly despite being the strongest signatures in the area of the explosion they did not, at least based off of energy readings, appear to be fighting. [Hello Aizu, it has been a while. I hope that explosion does not mean you are in any danger. Even if it has been some time it would be unfortunate for a business contact to be lost in such a manner] Epsilon sent along the message to Aizu’s scouter using the voice that Aizu was more familiar with to avoid TOO much confusion, perhaps if Aizu ended up needing some help that could be used as partial leverage to getting some of the information she was after.
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Post by Yanwang on Mar 5, 2019 0:34:54 GMT -6
Yanwang put his hands in his pockets as he sat on a bench. He was just having a relaxing day in Satan City. He fit in pretty well with the horns and all. Last time he was around, he had tried to beat up that goat person Chamil or something. He wondered what happened to her? Regardless the city was not as bad as before. No more super crazy bad people and no more pressure. Then he heard the big explosion. He'd turn his head looking over to where this was. He was going to ignore it let someone else handle it untill he saw someone slip into an alleyway. It was that Tanga woman but he could not be sure. He'd grumbled, maybe it was here or maybe he was just seeing things. He'd leap across the street checking out what caused the big boom.
When he arrived he saw three figures. First was a large Aroscian man. He'd look at him with concern. Sure that Hale guy was not all that bad and Thaw was temperamental but not evil, he was unsure how should reproach them as a whole. He gave him a side eye look. "I hope your not the one who blew this up. That would not be good news." He'd look over at the nice looking lady. She seemed nice enough. He had not been there for all the yelling before. "Nice to meet you, lady, I'm Yanwang. I'm the best hero ever. At least that what I wish I was. Not the point I've come to avenge a friend. Thought I saw someone around here." He'd scan around pointing to where he thought he could see Epsilon. Yet he couldn't see a thing. "Dangit guess I was just imagining things." He'd shrugged.
Powerlevel:99,000
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2019 9:07:43 GMT -6
Frozen with indecision, Aizu racked his brain for an appropriate course of action. He still didn't know what Ru had called him for. He’d been waiting on a package - was that it? He had no way of knowing for sure, but the possibility that his investment was now at risk of being collected as evidence was unacceptable. The shop was now a crime scene and before long local authorities would be arriving to investigate. Looking back into the previously-hidden room off the stairwell, he could see nothing much beyond a bed and desk. Turning to head downstairs and continue the search, the Warmaster was confronted with an observer.
On the stairs stood a female humanoid. She seemed youthful, with a mop of dark green hair and ears that tapered to a point. He stared right through her, wild-eyed. Her mouth was forming words but between the shrill tones of the alarm and his own distracted mind, he heard nothing. Her presence almost didn't register to the Arcosian as he shoved past, barrelling down the stairs and back into the smoking wreck of the shop. Tearing his way through the reinforced backroom door like a sheet of card, he rushed to the basement, frantically overturning empty crates that had once held black market goods. His whole body shook with impotent rage. There was nobody to beat answers out of, no leads to chase. His dealer and his investments were in the wind. He was exposed.
The approaching meltdown was stalled by a voice message on his scouter. It took him a moment to recognise the voice but it was the Android he’d met when he first arrived on Earth some months earlier. This was certainly an unexpected moment for her to make contact. She expressed some concerns about the current situation and his security. Aizu opened a line to respond, pausing for a moment to think and clear his head. Taking a breath, he started to speak.
“Good to hear from you again, I… ” He trailed off, a new idea occurring to him suddenly. The female. “Stand by.” He finished, leaving the line open so the mysterious mechanical creature could hear what went on next. Charging back upstairs, he tore the alarm control box off the wall, silencing it and leaving an almost deafening quiet in place of the high-pitched shrieking. Moving to confront the knife-eared stranger, he tossed aside a half-collapsed bookcase; his expression now focused and very much aware of her presence.
“Why are you here?” He demanded to know, his voice growing deeper with each word. His whole body seemed to be fluctuating, its outline shifting as though struggling to contain something within. Veins popped and muscles bulged grotesquely as he began to transform.
“Are you with the Patrolmen?” His voice dropped again as his whole body doubled over in spasms, sinewy cracks echoing in the now relatively still room.
Suddenly, a plume of violet ki blazed forth from his body, hurling clutter and debris away from him in every direction. The Warmaster reared back his head. A guttural, wordless sound emerged from his throat as his small frame exploded in stature. Now towering over her in his second form he stalked another step closer, tearing off his now somewhat-undersized cloak to reveal the custom suit of battle armour beneath. Before he could take another step his scouter beeped frantically. A power level equal to his own had entered its field of vision.
Whirling to face the newcomer, he found himself looking at a red-skinned creature with horns. Its appearance was not especially intimidating but the scouter did not lie. This stranger was a very real threat. He made it clear he was investigating the explosion, before strangely turning to introduce himself to the girl. His mannerisms were almost casual despite the tense situation. Aizu's eye twitched in irritation. He was losing control again.
“Enough!” He boomed, looking at the pair. “I was attacked here and I don't know that one of you isn't involved somehow,” He grimaced, kicking aside a broken display table to make sure he had a clear path to attack the little red creature if needed.
“Since you seem so interested, yes I did blow that hole in the storefront. So… Yanwang, was it?” He addressed the self-proclaimed hero. “Unless you want the same treatment you’ll pay attention.” With that threat hanging over the room, he gestured for both of them toheed his next question.
“Now tell me your business here. I better like what I hear.”
Aizu beefs up to Brute Form(x2P)
Thread PL: 72,524
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Post by Ashi on Mar 17, 2019 23:50:47 GMT -6
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The lizard man seemed pretty apalled at the sight of Ashi, and, to why that was, she honestly hadn't a clue. She stared back at him with a puzzled look and momentarily wondered if he could even see her before he suddenly rushed forward and dashed past her, heading downstairs without so much asa word towards he. "Wha- Hey!" she yelled after him with a pout, though he still didn't even glance back at her as he made his way onwards. What a rude person. She waited there, mostly unsure of what to do at this juncture. Was he coming back? Ashi turned around to glance at the place, which had probably seen better days. It seemed quite thoroughly ransacked, in its current state. Probably wasn't a good idea to be sticking around, she figured - the police might show up and think she was somehow responsible!
Just as she turned to leave, though, the lizard man was back, and this time he was actually acknowledging her presence. "Ah, so I'm not invisible," was her first reply. Her snarky demeanor quickly subsided, though, as the lizard started to quite literally hulk out, his voice growing deeper and distorted as his body grew and contorted into some... thing. "What's a Patrolmen?" she asked with a puzzled, vaguely startled expression. She wasn't exactly afraid of the lizard guy, but he was quite the menacing presence. The same couldn't be said for the next person to show up, who seemed to have caught the monster off guard as well. Ashi had to narrowly dodge out of the way of his massive tail as he whipped around to face the newcomer: a little red boy with long, black hair and some demon horns.
This Yanwang guy was quite a casual fellow. "Uhh, nice to meetcha, Yanwang," she replied, poking her head out from behind the giant lizard to give him a smile. "I'm Ashi. Are you-" she was abruptly interrupted by the giant shouting that he'd had 'enough!' and kicked over a table in a fit. And he wanted to know their business here. Well, she supposed he just must not have heard her over those alarms that had been blaring, earlier. "I just heard and explosion and came to check it out, really," she firmly replied with her hands held up in front of her in a miniature surrender. "So, I guess my business here is... None!" That was hopefully a good enough answer. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get out of here before the police inevitably show up and arrest everybody. Getting deported off the planet isn't my idea of fun!"
TAGS: Yanwang
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Dosu
Archived
ARCHIVED - NG+ LITE TO FRIMAS
PL: 176,450
Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Mar 21, 2019 21:47:05 GMT -6
Satan City had lost its charm ever since it went back to being its old self. Badman City had had little something extra that was pleasing to the eye and ear. Chaos everywhere, with every citizen behaving like crazed madmen to fulfill their deepest needs that they too often buried beneath morals and ethics. It was a fun sight to see them let loose, but good things can’t last forever, can they?
On this day, however, the Heran would get a small reminder of how it was back then. He was out doing groceries to feed the two majins back home, enjoying a day off and dressing casually for the occasion. Coincidentally, these kinds of days had been recurring more ever since that fight on the Lookout and Dosu did not hate it quite as much as he thought he would.
Suddenly, an explosion in the distance attracted a few curious folks, himself included. However, he was quite far away and didn’t feel like hurrying over there. Taking his time, he made his way to a group of weird people, some of them he recognized.
“The hell’s going on here?” he said firmly, a plastic bag in each hand. He rose an eyebrow, suspicious.
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Tanga
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XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO KORLA
PL: 10,000
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Post by Tanga on Mar 26, 2019 22:32:56 GMT -6
|Epsilon: 43,880|
It was good that it seemed that even in absence of any further work together Aizu both remembered their encounter and seemed to be pleased to hear from them again, of course he was currently embroiled in… whatever the hell was going on which appeared to be growing more and more odd by the moment as Epsilon picked up a disconcertingly familiar signature on her scouter, the signature of the Ogre child that had attacked CURE Headquarters. Thankfully Aizu left the channel open between them providing Epsilon with the conversation from his point of view he briefly inquired about if the Konatsian girl was apart of the GP something Epsilon was certain was not the case based off of their last encounter and as eh did so his voice changed as his power surged indicating a jump to a new form, and a bit of useful data for Epsilon on his potential full strength. Then the Ogre boy joined in on things making the situation all the more complicated and for Aizu, frustrating “Be careful of the Ogre, he does not work with the Patrol but I am aware he has some association with the Pride Troopers and is very quick to attack without logic as he stated he styles himself as some sort of hero but is prone to attacking without relent if he perceives someone of wrongdoing. He is also capable of increasing his strength to a similar degree to your own current transformation” Epsilon explained technically not lying to Aizu but doing her best to frame the Ogre poorly so that he would be disinterested in sticking around the child. “The girl is no threat, and might even be an asset if things get hairy as long as you do not give her cause to attack you”“Beware, another energy signature is incoming. If things get difficult we CAN assist but my presence is likely to draw the Ogre into conflict, if given some time my appearance can be altered to fix that however” Epsilon explained already scouting the area for something useful to break down to create a disguise.
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Post by Yanwang on Mar 27, 2019 15:34:35 GMT -6
When Yanwang arrived he got a hello from Ashi. Yanwang waved at her. “Hey miss how you doing today. Don’t worry I'll handle everything.” He’d put a thumbs up and grinned as he turned over to look at Aizu. He seemed pretty mad and got fed up even throwing as table around and bulking up. Guess whatever happened had got him in a temper tantrum. Then the man had to the gall to threaten him? “You really don’t scare me. I’ve meet cats that can scare me more.” He’d grinned putting a finger under his eye. Yanwang could totally beat Aizu up if he was the bad guy. He was not doing an favors by being an asshole. He was about to gon to explain what Aizu should of asked if he didn’t want to get a talking too but a voice cut that short.
A Large blue-skinned man and the orange haired man arrived. Yanwang jaw nearly dropped. At first he thought it might be Koban but the dude looked different. He was not exactly Koban but he was the same species. That he could tell for sure. He decided to ignore Aizu. The Aroscian could just chill out or face the hammer of justice. Instead he walked over and began to observe Dosu. “Your a Her...not sure how to say it. But your alien warriors of justice. Are you Koban’s brother. Or maybe his son. Cousin? Father. Maybe your a long distance relative. I assume you came to see him right?” Why else would Dosu be here. Of course he had to be here to honor on his people’s greatest heroes Koban. He began to bounce up and down waiting for an answer from Dosu.
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