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Post by Tarch on Sept 8, 2019 15:46:47 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 150,000
Tarch was not a dumb kid by any account. Though he was far from a straight-A student, he kept up decently well in all his classes. He could not only sense but perceive other people’s emotions. He took to fighting like an icy blue fire to a feisty Tarch’s fist. He even managed to find a way to maroon himself on an alien planet. Clearly, that meant he was not one to think things through at least more than once if at all. Not only was Belle’s ship big enough to hold his broken ship, but now he was left with a broken ship! Worst of all he broke the capsule holding the stupid thing. That meant some fourteen-year-old kid was wandering Namek looking for anyone that could help him out all while lugging around a pod about twice his size.
Worse still, Namek was not the most technologically advanced. Sure they made some leaps and strides, apparently, since their more close involvement with other planets. But that didn’t make them experts at ship repair and had no idea how capsules even worked. Tarch must have tried dozens of different towns, hoping somebody could help him. After all this, Tarch just wanted to go home and see his mom. Kon and her problems be damned. He was perfectly capable of helping Belle anywhere. He could be on that Snow Planet or the desert Space Elf Planet and he would still be able to help her. All these thoughts only added to Tarch’s frustration with himself.
“SOMEBODY JUST FIX MY FUCKING SHIP ALREADY!!” he wailed in the middle of a peaceful village. Just about every Namekian present winced before turning to face him angrily. Tarch almost forgot that Namekians could hear a dog whistle from a mile away, his profanity aside. “S-sorry,” he stammered, wiping some rogue tears from his eyes. “D-didn’t mean to uh… yeah… I’ll just be going now.” So with his ship held over his head, Tarch looked around like a lost puppy, hoping anyone could help him. Perhaps someone heard his screaming, no doubt from miles away. At this point, he would have taken a nice distraction. Something that wasn’t heavy with emotions or lack-there-of. Just anyone who could help him feel better in any way.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 8, 2019 18:08:57 GMT -6
SAVE MY SHIP
CARRO's PL: 100 || LEO'S PL: 1,476,000 (x9P | 164k BASE)
The meadow gently sloped, interspersed with ajissa trees that waved in the gusts of wind stirred by LEO's flight. Waves of blue cascaded down the grassy slope like water over a rocky river bed. She could even see the distant domes of a Namekian village. Finding a decent place to settle was taking some time. They were probably too close to that village for the Namekians' comfort, anyways. "Whew..." Carro sighed in exhaustion, slumped over his partner's controls in her interior. "We should rest soon... Then we'll schedule something with the Guru." He stretched, trying to keep himself awake. "Sounds like a plan." LEO yawned in the middle of her speech, mirroring her friend's tired aura.
Though, just as she was getting comfortable, The feline thought she heard someone shout... Curiously, she opened one eye to scan the area with her Scouter systems. There was a decently-sized power not far away. "...What?"
"Looks like there's a bit of a racket in that town. Whether it's just an upstart or something concerning, I cannot be sure." Carro sighed. "Welp. Should we...?" In response, LEO deployed her jets and prepared her warp drive. Resting or not, they couldn't sit if something bad could be happening. Hastily, Carro scrambled into his seat as they took to the skies.
The hum of machinery was a subtle tremble in the air at first, but would soon grow as the air in the village outskirts rippled like water. As LEO stepped out of the portal, several Namekians were startled by the colossal automaton appearing from thin air. Carro was quick to climb out of the mech. "D-don't worry! She doesn't bite, we come in peace, just stopping by. Promise!" A few were clearly skeptical of the foreigners, but they were allowed in the village for now. A quick scan revealed the power level she'd detected prior wasn't too far away. They'd probably already seen her before she saw them, though, the fifty-foot mech reigned tall over all of the Namekians' building.
"Oh, hey Tarch." She spotted the saiyan after peering over a few buildings. "Now where was that noise..." She initially dismissed him with passing glance, turning away to find the real culprit of the noise.... "...Waiiit." Realization struck. "Who now?!" Carro whispered to LEO in concern. What was the kid doing on Namek of all places?! She stepped over some buildings to approach, narrowing her eyes in confusion and concern as she saw the spacepod in his grip.
"Hmmm..." She hummed in thought. "...You seem to be in a predicament." LEO clicked her tongue, only looking away when Carro rounded one of the streets' corners, lagging behind his nimbler friend. "Some of us aren't tall enough to step over a house, you know." The president quipped, out-of-breath from sprinting after LEO. Her smug grin only grew.
Carro dusted himself off. "Regardless..." He glanced back and fourth from Tarch to his pod. "What exactly are you, uh, doing?"
LEO's Life Link (x9P) and [UT1] of the same name are ACTIVE.
Her PL CAN be sensed! Her Ki feels slightly similar to that of Carro.
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Post by Mollusc on Sept 8, 2019 18:29:56 GMT -6
Mollusc sat trying to meditate in the Mainland the Namekain ghost had really been focused on trying to figure out his place and Namek seemed to be that place right now. Mollusc could not be sure but for now, this would be his place. Nowhere else had gotten him much progress in finding an Answer at least Namek he maybe had a place. Oboe had offered him some postion with a Cordoica of Namek. While he didn't know what it meant he did like the idea of defending his birth world. It was the closest thing he would have to another homeworld after Vegeta. He could never return there with what had happened so now it was time to find a new place to live. As Mollusc sat thinking a voice roared out causing his ear a sharp pain. Being a ghost had its perks but some of his hearing had stayed. Guess someone decided to yell like they had nothing to lose.
Mollusc stretched his legs and floated to his feet. Mollusc sensed three powers in the distance. Yet two of them seemed to be exactly the same. Mollusc focused harder on the powers. No, they were different signature but they felt the same. Mollusc was curious to see what this was all about and then decided to fly over to check out the scene. When he arrived he saw two figures he did know. One of them was Tarch. He'd give the boy a nod of approval. The other was Carro, the president of Earth. It was good to see he was doing well. Mollusc eyed the machine with him who seemed to be his guardian of sorts. Mollusc saw that was it was a machine yet he could sense it. He supposed that was a question he could ask Carro. "Greeting you two I couldn't help but here some yelling is their anyway I can help." Mollusc spoke calmly.
Mollusc Powerlevel:114,000
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Post by Belle on Sept 8, 2019 19:05:36 GMT -6
Belle’s PL: 32,000
Aura Block: Set to 100
Since Tarch’s ship had broken, Belle was sort of torn between wanting to leave for Earth and wanting to go with Tarch. So, she had been following him distantly as he lugged his broken spacepod around. Her ship could carry it, so she really wasn’t sure why he wanted to get it fixed so badly. Belle flinched as he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs inside of a Namekian village. Daisy, who was perched on her shoulder, let out a little hiss. Giving Daisy a little pet, Belle watched as a strange person showed up riding a giant mechanical cat. She let out a little gasp of wonder despite herself. The cat mech was talking too! She wanted to get a closer look… but the man who was riding the cat… it was a Saiyan. Belle frowned. A Namekian stepped forward to help too. Maybe she should hang back? “Ah.”Pain lanced through her finger. Daisy was munching on her again. Belle stepped forward tentatively and tiptoed behind Tarch, tugging on his sleeve. She extended her finger, which had Daisy hanging off of it. “Tarch? Help. Daisy’s stuck again.”Belle eyed the red haired Saiyan. Hm… red hair wasn’t a normal color. Maybe he was from Earth? Still, hybrids could be born on Vegeta. Belle sent the little red haired Saiyan a suspicious glare and sidled a little more behind Tarch. Tarch was good. Belle could trust Tarch. She wasn’t so sure about any other Saiyans though. “Who’s that?”
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Post by Tarch on Sept 9, 2019 10:45:56 GMT -6
Tarch almost fell back as a giant robotic cat stepped toward him out of nowhere. Luckily the pod he was lugging around was far too important for him to absent-mindedly drop from seeing a familiar face. What wasn’t familiar was her voice. As LEO approached him, Tarch noticed the voice talking to him was far more… emotional? Than before. Last time he actually met the giant robot, she talked about how one would expect her to speak. Low monotonous with only a hint of her gender. Now she sounded like a regular person. Not only that, but her power felt different somehow. It made sense to the boy when she was just armor, but now she felt very much like her owner. But it was said owner following behind her that shocked the teen the most.
Like a child caught sneaking extra snacks at bedtime, Tarch froze as he saw the president himself rounding the corner. What was Mr. Carro doing all the way out here? Didn’t he have important Earth stuff to do? Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise though. After all, he did operate a giant robotic cat, so maybe he could fix up his space pod?
“O-oh uh, Hello Mr. Carro, sir.” Tarch stammered a response. Even if he could fix his ship this was not good. Tarch didn’t want to lie about his reasons for being here. But how was he supposed to throw poor Chromo under the bus after everything he’d been through in the past week alone. “W-well uh… See my ship broke down and I’m hoping someone around here can fix it. Unless you mean why I’m here on Namek. The thing is uh… someone who is very sorry and is doing good and he helped me fix it, might have broke West City. So I came here to wish them all back to life. Even my mom!” The way he finished sounded more proud of himself than ashamed of his best bug brother. To be fair he was trying to take the attention off Chromo’s misdeeds and instead onto the more positive things.
“So uh, do you think you can-” before Tarch could ask the president for help, another familiar power level. He turned to see Mollusc heading over, undoubtedly drawn in by his rather loud disturbance. “Hey, Mr. Mollusc! Why are you…? Oh yeah, that’s right.” Tarch had somehow forgotten that he was now talking to the late Mr. Mollusc. He didn’t realize until he noticed his bizarre appearance. He seemed eager to lend a hand, and Tarch was not going to deny him. “Well if you know how to fix up a broken space pod and holding capsule then I guess you can help. Or heck, I could use something to do while I wait for it to get fixed up by whoever wants to do it.” He gave Mr. Carro an apologetic smile. He didn’t want to sound like he was assuming the diminutive president would just help him for no reason. Finally, Tarch felt a tug on his sleeve. This time he did jump, dropping his pod to the ground with a loud thump.
“Oh jeez! Belle, you scared me!” To his dismay, he still couldn’t sense Belle. It made him wonder just how long Belle had been trying to get his attention. Luckily he had a good chuckle seeing Daisy dangling from Belle’s finger. As much as Tarch hated saibamen, Daisy was just too cute for him to not at least tolerate. “Huh. Let me see if I can get her off ya.” He’d try tickling the little saibanut under her chin. “Come on, give Belle back her finger.” He then realized she may not know these two friends of his. “Oh right! Belle, this is Mr. Carro. He’s the president of Earth. And this ghostly Namekian is Mollusc. Carro, Mollusc, this is Belle.”
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 10, 2019 14:11:39 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 || LEO'S PL: 1,476,000 (x9P | 164k BASE)
Tarch seemed equally surprised to see the duo on Namek. Regardless, Carro nodded along to the teen's explanation, but found his train of thought freezing at the mention of the attack on West City. West City was attacked? When?! ".......Ooooh, right, that happened." He hummed in thought, brow furrowing as he remembered the tragedy. It could have been a lot worse, but loss of life was never a good thing.
"I almost forgot about that, to be honest. Between the whole attempted planetary takeover of Earth and being comatose for a few weeks after, well... You get the idea." He shrugged, surprisingly composed while mentioning what could have been the start of a dark age for his home. "But as long as your friend's changed, all's well that ends well, I suppose. It's a relief to hear you've repaired the damages." Hopefully this hunt for the Dragon Balls wasn't as awful as the one he'd participated in back at Earth. Putting that kind of stress on a adolescent was the last thing he wished for.
Before they could continue, a strange-looking Namekian approached. LEO tilted her head, narrowing her eyes curiously at the odd-looking man. Tarch seemed confused as well, if only for a moment. She hummed in thought, saving her questions about Mollusc for later. Still, he seemed willing to help, so her guard remained lowered alongside Carro. "Lucky for you, we've got our local rocket scientist right here." She quipped, poking Carro with one of her claws.
Though he was both slightly flustered and dazed by the brief poke to his back, the President composed himself quickly as a third person approached- a young Saiyan girl. For a moment, Carro found himself pausing. She was as tall as himself, but she couldn't be any older than ten!... Tarch seemed taller than before, too. His face slightly reddened at the realization that he, an adult, was shorter than a pair of children.
Shaking his head to snap himself to attention, he'd nod in response to Tarch's introduction. "Y-yup, that's me. I run the Earth, my home, more or less." He gave a meek smile and a shrug. "And this is LEO!... She's nice, don't worry." He pointed up to the mighty mecha, who straightened her posture in pride, her metallic surface glimmering in the light of Namek's three suns. LEO lowered her head to meet the level of the four at her feet, resting her chin on the ground beside her pilot.
"But, uh, yeah, I can help you fix up your things. Capsules and standard spacepods are usually easy-peasy for me to fix up." He explained with his own prideful grin. "...Though we should probably move somewhere else. We are in a populated village," LEO chimed in with a mechanical hum. "-Which is probably not the best place to settle down and work on fixing faulty equipment." Any haywire sparks or loose machinery in the pod could be a hazardous, after all.
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Post by Mollusc on Sept 12, 2019 20:16:58 GMT -6
Mollusc turned his head as heard someone new come around. He was surprised he heard her first before sensing but he just shrugged it off. It was a small saiyan girl from the looks of it. He just gave her a nod and looked back at Tarch and Carro. When Tarch seemed to forget he was a ghost he just grunted. "It's fine. I am honestly not used to it myself. Still being a ghost is not a bad thing." Mollusc shrugged. "I don't need to drink water anymore so that is a plus." He always going out of his way to drink some water every day. Now he could go to the beach without ending up like a shriveled corpse. Mollusc rubbed his chin in thought. Was being a ghost worse than being a corpse. He supposed that were questions for the philosophers and not himself.
Tarch explained what he needed. He was looking to have his pod fix. Carro seemed to be the one who was going to do that. "Well that is good to know I don't know how to fix a pod so I'd of been little help." Mollusc looked at Belle as Tarch introduced her to the two of them. Mollusc nodded. "As Tarch said I am Mollusc. I am just passing by I hope I don't scare you." He'd said pointing to face. and then down. He was see-through and he even put his hand through his chest to prove he really was a ghost.
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Post by Belle on Sept 14, 2019 17:28:44 GMT -6
Belle smiled faintly as Tarch tickled Daisy. The little saibanut hissed and tried to chomp at Tarch, but Belle snatched her away before she could do any damage. With a little tiny harumph, Daisy tucked herself into Belle’s chest. Belle gave her a little pat and glanced at the two that Tarch was introducing her to. Mister Carro was the president of Earth, so that made her relax a little. Even if he was a Saiyan, Saiyans from Earth were different from Saiyans from Vegeta. At least, she wanted to believe that. Maybe it was foolish, but Tarch was from Earth and good.
“Um… Nice to meet you… Mister Carro… Mister Ghost Mollusc.”
Curiously and a bit timidly, Belle sidled over to where the big cat mech had lowered herself to their level. Mister Carro said her name was LEO and that she was nice, so… Belle tentatively reached out and pet the big cat robot. She wasn’t fluffy like a normal cat, but it still felt sort of nice to pet her. Like petting Daisy. It set her a little more at ease.
“Nice to meet you too, Miss LEO…”
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Post by Tarch on Sept 16, 2019 10:10:48 GMT -6
“Oh good, so Chromo is in the clear… WAIT WHAT?!” How much did he miss?! He was only gone for a couple of months! Now all of a sudden he was hearing that someone tried to actually take over Earth and put the president in a coma?! Tarch almost wished he did use that last wish to give himself a boost. If his home was in so much trouble all the time, he wanted to make damn sure no one was trying to take it over or blow it up or kill anyone he loved.
“Uhh…” Tarch squeaked out, his voice cracking slightly. Maybe they really should move this somewhere a little less crowded first before anything else. “Wait are we just going to blow over the fact the EARTH WAS ALMOST TAKEN OVER?!” he asked the other two incredulously. Granted Mollusc was former saiyan kingdom, and Belle had no real tie to Earth until recently. Still, that didn’t seem like an ordinary event to Tarch. Not to mention the president himself seemed almost nonchalant about the whole thing! “Ok, whatever.” the saiyan hoisted his ship over his head. “We’re definitely gonna talk about this on the way to a better spot though! I want to know what jerk tried to take over my home.” Just as he lifted his pod, Tarch noticed something peculiar. Belle was almost the same height as Mr. Carro. Meanwhile, Tarch was over a head taller. The teen brought a hand to his chest, then slowly moved it to above the other hybrid’s head. Wow, either he was getting tall or Mr. Carro was REALLY short. Not wanting to anger the short leader of earth, Tarch brought his attention to Mollusc and LEO.
He then brought his attention to Mollusc and LEO. “While we wait maybe we can have a quick match? I always wondered how a ghost fights. And who DOESN’T want to fight against a giant robot? And Belle can…”
Tarch stopped short. What was Belle supposed to do? Mollusc was no pushover in life by any stretch. It would only make sense he be plenty strong as a ghost too. Meanwhile, LEO was a beast, literally and metaphorically. How could Belle possibly enjoy herself with that? That was when an idea hit him. Tarch reached out to the president.
“Mr. Carro don’t freak out!” Not the best start perhaps but he obviously wan’t fazed by much. “Do you think you can help me out with something else too? That Belle girl… we’ll she’s a little… Well, I need something to help her open up. She’s usually such a sweet girl but now she’s all cold and kinda… well, it’s hard to explain. Really I think having an adult that she doesn’t know to talk to would help. I dunno, can you talk and fix spaceships at the same time?” After that he would turn back to Belle, speaking aloud this time. “Why don’t you help Mr. Carro? Making stuff float can always help.” Right?
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