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Post by Kuma on Oct 21, 2019 16:02:04 GMT -6
Things had become complicated ever since Kuma had awakened from her dream of death, finding herself no longer in the tedium of the after life and once again with the living. Her travels had taken her far beyond where she had ever intended to voluntarily go, but life has a way of taking you by the hand and dragging you down a path and telling you to start walking. By this point Kuma had been around the planet Earth long enough to find the name appropriate, the people unnerving in their demeanor, and thankful for the amount of quiet places to hide from anything but her thoughts and plans.
Her pod had been long destroyed beyond repair, though unfortunately she hadn't realized how much of that was her own fault, meaning she was stuck on Earth for the time being. When she had landed back on Earth after her first attempted trip, she found her ship wasn't working properly, and the cold area she had landed had removed any semblance of patience for her to take a moment to see what was wrong. Landing as close to what would be considered the planets north pole had found her near a strong magnetic pull and with the poor state her pod was in, it was interfering heavily with the electronics. A frustrated Kuma found herself dragging the pod mile after mile, past villages, cities, farm land, all the while garnering stares and more than a few questions.
It was a half day past her landed by the time she found a set of islands off the coast, using her pod as a makeshift boat, and setting up where she assumed there would be less questions about her odd behavior. Not bothering to check the pod again, she began to tear out the seating and used parts of nearby trees and plants to create a living quarters with the upside down pod open. While she assumed she was alone out here, she would have flagged anywhere even remotely close given the amount of smoke coming from the fire she had created and the fish she had caught and began cooking up. Anyone that would have found the makeshift camp would have found an overturned pod with leaves and full logs pushed against it for cover and stability, and a campfire with well past burnt fish, and a snoring Saiyan female inside the pod shelter.
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Post by Yakone on Oct 22, 2019 0:18:26 GMT -6
This jungle like setting was interesting to say the least, Yakone had traveled here once before in order to make deals with the underground business partners of the world, also finding some abandoned BBA bases here and there. His current mission with his team of ten other guys was to find the records of ten genetically modified super soldiers who were encased within their pods due to being crashed and abandoned for such a long time. However, a quick tip was informed by him through one of his trusted soldiers. These ten soldiers weren't of high graded power, but they were once strong soldiers during their time of awakening which was a century ago. When you have soldiers who do various task, along with mechas who have collected so much data within the universe, finding bits and pieces of long time history on the planet isn't so much hard to find. The nine man power of these soldiers began to move the rumble and how they knew best, ki blasting it of course! The tenth member was a mecha droid that could fit at the palm of Yakone's hand and so he was, he rested on Yakone's right open palm and as he spoke, his red eye also began to glow on and off.
"Yakone sir, the ten soldiers were last sited here. No doubt in my data base."
Yakone stared at the droid and back at the nine men who now recovered ten pods. Based on their conditions alone, they were indeed androids and awakening them here wouldn't be such a good idea Yakone had thought. So he decided to bring them with him for the time being as they walked through the jungle with the nine men carrying the nine pods, with the tenth pod being held by the mecha himself using his telekinesis.
Just then, the atmosphere of the jungle had change. The once calming smile of leaves and dirt, changed to smoke and food. Yakone's eyebrows had raised ever so slightly and thought about what food was being made and from the smell of it, it was burnt. Upon closer inspection at the nearby campfire, he saw the burnt fish. No way could he have ever guessed it was fish. Upon searching the camp with Jarico by his side, he spotted a woman sleeping with a loud snore about it. Examining her from afar, she was indeed a saiyan based on the tail.
Yakone pressed his mask against his face and grinned underneath it, perhaps another member who wanted to join his rank? Jarico looked at Yakone, who immediately just nodded at him. Jarico cracked his neck and approached the saiyan woman.
"Hey get up."
If she didn't awake from that, Jarico would then attempt to grab her body and shake her.
"Hey get up!" He'd say.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 22, 2019 14:55:55 GMT -6
To say Kuma was a deep sleeper would have been an exaggeration, to the point she didn't as much as move when she was first yelled at. Mixed with the fact she hadn't slept for nearly twenty-seven hours prior to finally passing out, she was damn near catatonic. It took her being shaken awake for her to move, and her first instinct was panic, with her reaction something between fight and flight. She jumped up, knocking her head on the pod and rolling it over, screaming a sound that resembled "DON'T TOUCH MY FISH!", as she scrambled over towards the fire. There was no good explanation for why her first action was to grab the charred fish and stuff it in her mouth, but the loud lip smacking noises were the only way to tell she was chewing and not swallowing them whole, bones and all. She huddled over the fire stuffing them in her mouth more like a wild animal than a sentient humanoid until she stood up and walked off as if the ones that had woke her up weren't even there, dropping like a stuff plank face first into the water and splashing around for a moment before standing up once again.
Soaking wet and one eye full wide and the other looking as if it were having trouble opening at all, she stumbled back towards and past the two and flopped much like she had in the water onto the ground where she was sleeping previously and let out a monotone-"what?"
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Post by Majin Bloom on Oct 22, 2019 22:15:32 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 90,000 | 270,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
Deciding to take a break away from both the hustle and bustle of North City and the constant pestering and pampering from her parents in Ginger Town, Bloom had retreated to her private island. That she had claimed. She had a hell of a time getting all the paperwork in order to actually own her island, but it was hers now complete with cabana that Chime had helped start making all that time ago. She wondered how he was doing these days. Probably off being a goodie good as usual. Bloom didn’t dislike him, of course. She just knew that one day she might have to slug the guy if he got in the Goons way. That was just how it was. She had made her peace with it. She had been taking a nap in a little hammock outside of her cabana when some interesting ki signatures piqued her interest. There was a lot more activity in her little part of the world than she was used to. Opening one eye, Bloom roused herself from her nap and sat up. She scanned the horizon until she got the general gist of where all these little signatures were coming from. Might as well check it out. There was even one big one that she didn’t recognize. Weird. It wasn’t a long flight over. Not for the Blue Stargoon anyhow. Her thing was speed, and, well, she was deceptively good at it. It didn’t take her long to find the source of the disturbance. Huh. Some weird looking guys and a Saiyan girl who was being over protective over a fish. Well, she had been kicked awake by one of the guys, and, to be fair, if she hadn’t eaten the fish, Bloom probably would have snatched it up herself while everyone was distracted. She sighed and crossed her legs, floating down lazily above the group. She offered them her usual casual wave in greeting. “Yo… What’s uh… going on here…? You really shouldn’t bother people when they’re napping, you know…”
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Post by Yakone on Oct 25, 2019 9:14:00 GMT -6
This saiyan girl was rather.. strange to say the least? She didn't care that they had awoken her and she had only cared if they had touched her food. Before Yakone could utter another word, she flopped like a fish out of water and went back to her spot to fall back asleep. Normally, he would of negotiate with someone in order to get them to comply and join him. This current situation before him would prove to be useless in trying those tactics since she was completely out of here. However, before he could even commence his capture with this girl, he heard the presence of another and upon squinting his eyes, he could sense something about this majin that was strange. She was rather odd and different than the last majin he had encounter and she wasn't red like the last one she had met, she was white.
"I assumed that she was dead. So my partner over here wanted to make sure that she was alive. My name is Yakone, and I have made it my life's goal in taking in those who live in conditions like this woman here is living in. I take them in and threat them to the life of luxury. To those who don't have a home or mostly children who don't have anywhere to go to, I make sure I take care of them. The world has given up on them but I won't. Many planets all around the universe has the abandoned children, the family that chooses to throw them aside. I take the father role and raise those children on my own, to give them a better life that I could of only dreamed of when I was a child."
A clear lie, however, he had to stick to his story straight.
"I didn't mean no trouble with this saiyan girl, since I have seen many of my kind casted away and aside, specially when it came to the times of war. You see, during the invasion of my home planet, Planet Vegeta, many soldiers like myself perish that fateful day and was just recently restored by the dragon balls. So the moment I came back to life, I made it my life's goal to quit the army and help those in need like the children of the world who were also casted away. I inhered my father's and mother's fortune, which is why I am able to do such a deed and task to the entire world before me."
Jarico would be the next to step in.
"Yes, Yakone here has helped me in the past before, and most notably, his father had saved my family and myself from being perished from the tyrants who wanted to extinct my entire race. My entire race is an eagle tribe that are known for our great speed and fighting abilities, but most importantly, we are known for our feathers and eyes, that sell at a high price to those that wish to take it from us. We are just peace keepers trying to save the world from the evil. We may have gone wrong about it by doing what we did to this girl, but we just want to help the world. Perhaps we can help you in some way? Ms? I'm sorry I didn't catch your name. My name is Jarico and you are?"
Yakone stood there, focusing his attention back at the saiyan girl who was clearly out of it.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 25, 2019 14:51:43 GMT -6
Kuma hadn't quite fallen back asleep like assumed, but given how she had flopped face first and laid motionless, it wouldn't have been a stretch of an assumption. She could hear talking above her, and at this point she didn't know how many people were there or much of what was going on. She was going off of two consecutive hours of sleep after being awake near twenty-seven prior, so the world being on fire would have been a minor inconvenience in her sleep deprived state. Sighing heavy enough to displace the dirt around her face, she managed to turn her head without moving her body and half-opened a single eye, loudly mumbling what were supposed to be words but just came out an gibberish. She finally managed to squeeze out the English language after trial and error, "I don't live here."
It was evident whoever these people were hadn't planned on leaving, and as much as her body was screaming at her to go back to sleep, she was now feeling a bit paranoid doing so around whoever these few were. Planting her hands on the ground she grumbled and managed to sit up, her hair a mess and her face dirty, looking as if she were living out in the wold despite her objection. "I have a home on Vegeta. I'm also not a child, thank you very much", heavily blinking as a leaf from her hair had fallen and momentarily gotten stuck in her eyelash, while giving a wide yawn. Her sitting position slowly transitioned into standing, though it looked as if a strong breeze might knock her back over in an instant.
Her eyes were clearing enough to at least see the people standing around her, taking a sudden sure step, then another specifically towards the one who had shaken her awake before. "Yeah, it isn't nice to bother people when they are napping.", looking up at Jarico and yawning again, one eye barely open and the other ready to shut any moment. That was the extent of her conversation with him as she walked past Yakone without a word towards the floating Majin and started to speak up with a strange mumbled noise before leaning over and laying her head on their knee and falling asleep standing up.
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Post by Majin Bloom on Oct 30, 2019 9:54:55 GMT -6
This guy was sketchy. Not in the good way either. Normally, Bloom didn’t mind sketchy folks. She was a bad guy after all. Why would she? But after he told a blatant lie to her face, she wondered if he thought that she was stupid or naive like some childish majin. It was almost insulting. Bloom did not buy this guy’s story. In fact, if there were any truth to it, it sounded like he was trying to build an army of child soldiers, which was something straight out of hokey science fiction. But yeah, she was pretty sure humanitarians didn’t go around kicking their potential future charges awake. Boy, he could talk too! Was he still going?
Now, it sounded like he was trying to spin himself as a sympathetic figure, which didn’t exactly score brownie points with Bloom. Thankfully, the lackey who had kicked the poor girl stepped in and tried to give his summation of events. Or so she thought. Honestly, it was more lip service to how amazing of a person that this Yakone guy was. Then, they offered to try to help her. Bloom burst out into a couple chuckles at that nonsense. Oh, they wanted to recruit her for their child army? Man, they were funny. Sure, she was sick, but she didn’t want or need their help to deal with it.
“That’s because I didn’t give you my name… But whatever… it’s Bloom…”
Bloom glanced over to the Saiyan laying in the sand as she reluctantly sat up and said that she did, in fact, have a home. She ambled forward, agreed with Bloom’s earlier sentiment, and fell asleep standing up. Damn, this girl was tired. Well, Bloom could probably offer her the hammock outside of her place. Floating over to her, she would try to pick her up and sling her over her shoulder, giving her a pat on the back.
“C’mon princess… I’ve got a nice hammock you can crash in back at my place… Sound good…?”
Looking over to the masked weirdo Yakone and his oddly polite stooge Jarico, she shrugged.
“Guess you guys can come too if you want… I don’t really care…”
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