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Post by Kohlra on Nov 26, 2019 22:24:54 GMT -6
Kohlra's PL: 120,000
All Kohlra could remember before suddenly blacking out would be the fact that she was fighting someone. She was supposed to ask the president some questions, but whenever she made her way to Central City, everything seemed to have went blank. She could only make out bits and pieces of what seemed to be a fight, seeing a few glimpses of what appeared to be people. The one she could clearly make out however would be Carro, but for some strange reason he looked… off, from what she remembered. It was probably because she hit her head hard or something.
Anyways, the saiyan’s eyes would slowly open, hearing what sounded like the beep of a heart monitor. Slowly, the saiyan sat herself up, rubbing the back of her head and… oh hey, she had a cast on. She’d let out a hiss once she raised that arm, letting out a groan afterwards. Kohlra would then just lay back in the hospital bed, letting out a sigh. Well, it seemed like she was in a hospital… and it was late at night too, it appeared. It was soothing to say the least, with the room being silent except for the beeping of her heart monitor.
“Mmm…” Kohlra would let out a small grumble, looking up towards the ceiling. She’d think quietly to herself for now, trying to pinpoint all that had happened thus far. Her body was aching, her arm was broken, and she was exhausted as all hell. So far that was how she felt right now, which wasn’t terrible to say the least.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Nov 26, 2019 23:34:41 GMT -6
THE STAGES OF GRIEFCARRO's PL: 100 | LEO's PL: 100 (x16P // 180k BASE)
...Carro was used to being the bedridden one in the hospital bed. This was a strange change of pace.
The President and his feline partner had ran into a raging Super Saiyan mother- the mother of the deceased child he'd heard of only recently. It was no wonder why that golden rage had overtaken her... What was odd, though, was that she seemed insistent that the peace-loving weakling of a leader was the one who killed her son. She'd totaled several blocks of the city in her rampage, but he and a few other would-be protectors managed to subdue her.
Carro paced down the hospital halls, swiping at several holographic screens in front of him. "Any news on his whereabouts?" The armored leader spoke with a hand to his ear. He'd sent some of his officers to investigate his soon-to-be-opponent's whereabouts, and to make sure nobody else had fallen to that devil. "...Nothing? Why does that devil always have to be so hard to find?" Carro mumbled to himself. "Well, at least we know the city's clean. We'll try Mount Frappe next." With that, he closed the call and ran a hand down his face. "...Here's to hoping." LEO tried to reassure his partner, but Carro only responded with an exhausted sigh. Kohlra might have been able to hear his brief dialogue from the hall if she was aware enough, but it wouldn't be long after before the door to her room creaked open. Carro's eyes, still glowing a pale green, gazed from the other side.
"Hello again." The CEO introduced himself, carefully entering the room. "I believe we got off on the wrong foot earlier." The saiyan sighed. "I understand you have some questions for me. If you'd still like to punch my face for whatever reason, we can get to that after you are healed." His tone faded into a stern solemness at the mention of the questions Kohlra probably had. He wasn't sure if she remembered everything, but... "Before we get to that, though, I need to make something very clear."
Carro pulled at the curtains to the room, allowing a trail of moonlight to trickle inside. Fading plumes of smoke could be seen in the distance outside. Crumbled buildings were lit only by the flashing red and blue lights of emergency vehicles. "There were apartment complexes there." He'd seen worse carnage, but Kohlra's rampage still left a mark. "A few family businesses, the local McBaos..." Carro trailed off. No more words were needed to get his point across. Families and friends were hurt. "As justified as your rage is, please, do not force the same loss onto the rest of my people."
"...Anyways, ask away. I have nothing to hide."
LEO's [UT1] LIFE LINK is active, along with her LIFEBLOOD (x16P) form!
Her ki feels nearly identical to Carro's and can be sensed. Ki Suppression reduces her PL to 100.
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Post by Kohlra on Nov 27, 2019 0:21:14 GMT -6
As Kohlra pieced together her own memories, she’d soon hear a familiar sounding voice from outside. It was that pipsqueak’s voice… uh, Carro’s! Her eyes widened a little bit upon the realization, her heart rate increasing just slightly. What was he going to do to her? Was he going to send her to prison? Give her a crippling fine? She can’t have either of those happen, because that would mean getting in the way of her search!
The woman would manage to calm down however, taking a moment to gather her breath and listen to what he was saying. All she heard was ‘devil’ and ‘Mt. Frappe’ and nothing else, with the rest of what he said being drowned out by the beeping of the heart rate monitor. Soon, however, the pipsqueak would open the door, and Kohlra would just stare at him in silence. It was sort of awkward seeing the guy she gone apeshit over standing in the same hospital room she was in. What’s next? Were those other people going to come in too?
Kohlra would just give the saiyan a nod whenever he greeted her, shuffling underneath her cover. “I’ll have to pass on that.” She said, “I’ve done enough punching for now anyways. Knuckles feel like they’re about ready to burst.” Kohlra would try to shed some light on the situation she put herself through, even managing to grin a bit… until remembering why she was here in the first place.
Kohlra would just listen to Carro, narrowing her eyes as he began to mention the various places she had apparently destroyed… about the lives she could’ve possibly taken. “... Don’t try and guilt me, okay? I want to grieve over my son, not grieve over some broken property and a few broken bones.” Obviously she didn’t really like what he said, and she made sure that he knew that. Kohlra would just let out a small sigh, shaking her head.
“Sorry. I do feel like shit for what I did, but… yeah.” Kohlra’s tone would shift to something less aggressive and more… depressed. Whenever she was told to ask him the questions she needed to ask, she’d nod.
“Do… you know who killed my son? Vocado… a saiyan, told me that apparently you know something. That’s why I went to Central City in the first place but… must’ve lost my cool while in that form.” She said with a frown. “I need to know who did it… I need to know who killed my boy.” Kohlra’s monitor would begin to beep a little faster, and her hair would slowly begin transitioning from dark to gold… only for it to remain dark, in which her heart rate would relax.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Nov 27, 2019 1:15:07 GMT -6
THE STAGES OF GRIEFCARRO's PL: 100 | LEO's PL: 100 (x16P // 180k BASE)
Carro remained silent as Kohlra spoke. She was still stubborn about her actions, yet apologetic. "This once, I will pardon you of major consequences for the carnage, given your circumstances and other concerns." Reassurance was one thing, but Carro had to make himself clear. "But if you try this again, I won't be as kind." First and foremost, the President's duty was to keep his home safe.
Alas, it wasn't long before the million-dollar question arrived. Carro remained silent for a moment, briefly glancing to Kohlra as her hair flickered to gold. He remained silent for a few moments, weighing his options. "Yes. Yes, I know the killer." Carro turned back around, sliding the curtains shut again. His once somber tone turned stern. "...His name is Sensoa. He is the same demon that tried to take over Earth in it's entirety months ago." He should have killed him. The memory still weighed heavy on Carro. He brought out good in the demon, but it was now long lost. The saiyan grimaced. "I tried to pacify him then. I talked him down, but now... Now he's beyond reason."
He didn't dwell on his own experience for long, though. He had more information. "As for the cause, what lead him to kill..." Carro grit his teeth in silent rage. "...Do you know what a Dragon Ball is? You know, the wish-granting Dragon Balls?" He just wanted to be done with the damn wish orbs- after this, he would be sure to talk to Chime about the possibility of hurling them into the sun. "I have reason to believe your son was in possession of one of the seven." Carro paused. "...Was." He trailed off, letting the implications sink in.
"If Sensoa gets all seven..." Carro felt sick at the mere thought of their Dragon giving the man who wanted to scorch their home the power to do so. "...Well, the dead will stay dead in favor of whatever hellish desire he seeks." A voice nagged in Carro's mind- Kohlra would no doubt want to join the hunt and reunite with her child. But a fight between Sensoa and her could only end one way.
But first, Carro had newfound concerns to address. "I have some questions of my own for you." Narrowed eyes locked onto the mother. "You mentioned this 'Vocado' person told you I had a part in Tarch's murder? You were screaming bloody murder and accusing me of being the killer, after all." Carro hummed, his tone oddly monotone at the mention of Kohlra accusing him. He'd gotten over it.
"First, if he tried to convince you I had any part in his death, you have been thoroughly lied to." All the while, he furrowed his brow in thought. The name sounded familiar. Vocado- who was that again...? Something about the Saiyan Kingdom came to mind. Carro shook his head, refocusing onto more pressing matters. "Secondly, would you care to elaborate on what exactly happened with Vocado and who he is? It sounds like he tried to turn you against me." Chime had told him of Nashi's death recently. The demon was still the number-one suspect, but if more rogue Kingdom soldiers were unhinged, then he'd have more complaints for their Queen. "Investigations of your son's death and another recent casualty are still ongoing. I don't believe I know everything about this yet." He didn't have all the puzzle pieces. More likely than not he was wrong, but... "...What I'm saying is it's not impossible that Sensoa has accomplices."
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Post by Kohlra on Nov 27, 2019 1:58:02 GMT -6
“Trust me, if you see me destroying crap again, you can go ahead and do whatever you need to do. You won’t see me going berserk again.” Kohlra would say, sighing. The last thing she’s gonna try and do was go crazy again, especially since she needed to find her son’s killer. But speaking of the killer however, her eyes would seemingly widen, Kohlra sitting up a bit so that she could clearly hear who the killer was.
Sensoa… or at least, it was the most likely person. “I was dead whenever that shit went down, but it’s a real shame to still hear that he’s still running around. What? Did he come back to life or something?” And soon enough, she’d heard him explain that… he just pasified the fucker. Her eyes grew even wider, “... So you’re telling me… you didn’t kill him? You sweet talked him?” Kohlra was about to go ballistic, but she’d calm herself down luckily. “Should’ve fucking killed him when you had the chance.” Otherwise this wouldn’t have happened to begin with. She wouldn’t include that however, instead she’d tilt her head downwards, taking in a deep breath.
Whenever he mentioned the dragon balls, she’d immediately look up at him. “Yeah, I know about them. My son used them to bring me back and… I’ll tell you about it later.” She said with a quiet chuckle, “But what about them?” She could only guess… and she’d guess correctly. Kohlra… should’ve been there to see what he has been doing. She should’ve been there to help him… or something. Instead he did… why did he need those dragon balls? Why would he need them? To revive that bitch of a mother Chromo had or…?
“He won’t be getting all seven, not when I’m going to gather them all.” Kohlra said, “I don’t know how I’ll find them, but I’m sure as hell going to make sure that cold blooded son-murderer won’t get all seven.”
Once she had received the answer to her question, she could already tell he had some questions himself. Kohlra would quickly correct Carro however, saying, “No, no. He told me to go to you since apparently you probably knew something about it.” She said, “And I guess I… the flight over to Central City, I began seeing red and… well…” She’d pat the mattress, “I guess the rage got to me and that’s how I winded up here.”
But even then, she still had the sneaking suspicion that Carro was involved in her son’s death, even after coming into terms that wasn’t the case. He’d, however, would point out he wasn’t involved, which was enough to convince the saiyan… luckily. Carro would then want her to elaborate on some things involving Vocado, and he’d further ease her mind by saying the investigation of her son’s death was ongoing. What didn’t ease her mind was the fact that he might be getting help via accomplices and… obviously that’s very bad.
But first, Vocado. “My son… he knows telepathy, alright? He sends messages into people’s minds and… well, he sent me one saying that he was going to die… or something, then he said goodbye.” She would continue, “I was in a blind rage, so I assumed Vocado did it. We had a scuffle, found out he didn’t kill Tarch, became a super saiyan and… well, he told me that you might’ve known something.”
She wouldn’t stop there obviously, taking a moment to gather her thoughts. “Vocado… ah, he was… a king at some point within the Saiyan Kingdom. But then Kayen would claim the throne, and… as for what he’s been doing, I don’t know. But apparently he has one of those mechanical arms… apparently he lost an arm or something.” The saiyan said, easing herself into the mattress. “Ask Kayen about him. She knows more about that dumbass more than I do… he… he used to train Tarch too, by the way. If that’s… useful.”
And as for something else that wasn’t difficult to talk about. “But as for that murderous fuck, even if he has any friends, I’m sure they can’t handle a really, really pissed off super saiyan mom.” Kohlra would chuckle, coughing a bit afterwards. It hurt to laugh, dammit! “Ah… well, I have one more question: How do I find these dragon balls? Is there some secret ritual or whatever you need to do or what? Because I need to know if I want to revive my son.”
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 1, 2019 14:53:39 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 | LEO's PL: 100 (x16P // 180k BASE)
As expected, Kohlra was more than eager to aid in the hunt to stop Sensoa and gather the Dragon Balls. Though she was a bit too eager to fight the demon... Carro grimaced and turned away again. He was doing his best to look professional and hide his own emotions on the matter, but the entire tragedy still shook him. He could only image how heavy it weighed on his mother's heart when he, someone who barely knew the child, felt like this.
The topic shifted to the former Saiyan King. Carro tapped his chin in thought as Kohlra explained things to him. "Odd..." He mumbled in intense thought. "I don't believe I've ever met Vocado face-to-face, let alone heard of him recently. I don't know why he'd direct you to me." What could Vocado have gained from sending a rampaging Kohlra Carro's way? Was he fighting an uphill battle and wanted to distract her to save his hide, or was there something more nefarious at play?
Carro barely hid another wince as Kohlra spoke again- it was difficult for her to talk about Vocado and his relations to her deceased child. "I see," Carro concluded with a nod. Talking to Kayen wasn't a bad idea, either. "Thank you for the information. I know it's hard to talk about, but this is helpful to know. I will do everything I possibly can to find anyone else responsible, and gather the Dragon Balls to bring back those lost." He managed to meet Kohlra's gaze this time, determination fanning out the sorrow in his eyes. Earth was still in one piece, the Dragon Balls hadn't been gathered, there still was a chance to fix things just read to be taken.
Sensoa, though, was another topic entirely. Kohlra was persistent on fighting him. "I'll tell you. But before I do, I have some pointers about the search first, as someone searching as well." He reached into one of his armored compartments, holding the Seven-Star Dragon Ball. "Of course, my wish is to revive your son and the others this search unfairly took, but regardless..."
"Each Dragon Ball someone holds is another target on their head. Anyone with the means to can sniff out your Dragon Ball at any moment- so you cannot let your guard down if you hold even one of them." The Dragon Balls were a sore topic for Carro, if his tired, albeit stern tone was any indicator. "Allies are key- you can count me on the team already, but if you see a smallish Namekian in white and blue, that's our Kami. He's a good kid and a friend in the search with the same wish as myself."
So were the basic principles of the hunt Carro came to understand, but his third point was a bit more personal. "As for Sensoa..." Carro grit his teeth and turned away again. "I didn't talk him down before just because I was stupid enough to see good in him that day." He cursed himself and snarled. Kohlra had every right to pin some of the blame on Carro- he blamed himself too. "If I used brute force alone, I and many others would have died. He is terrifyingly powerful. Even now, he'd give me a hell of a battle. And given our difference in power..." He let his implications sink again. There was only one ending to Kohlra's fight against Sensoa. "If you see him and don't have any allies near, you run for your life. I want to gut him as much as you, but we cannot revive your son if we are dead."
"Playing smart is just as important as having firepower. I'll tell you how to find the Dragon Balls if I have your word that you won't be going on any suicide missions. Am I clear?"
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Post by Kohlra on Dec 1, 2019 21:18:44 GMT -6
“I don’t know either.” Kohlra said, “All I know is that he wanted me to see you instead. It was either to cause some shit or he genuinely believed you might’ve known something about the killer. He’s unpredictable as shit, honestly…” She said with a slight shrug, wincing a little bit. Agh, her arm was still hurting, or at least it was aching. Bone fractures are the worse. “Just be careful when ya see him. The fucker might try and kill ya… and from what I can gather, he ain’t hesitant to kill anyone.”
Whenever she was thanked for the information she had given him, she’d wave her non-broke hand dismissively, “Ain’t nothin’... and thanks. I’m trying to keep my cool, and… so far it’s working. Hearing that the President himself is willing to help me surely makes me feel a bit calm… heh, you’re way better than all them other presidents, y’know?” She’d snicker. The other ones did nothing. They didn’t exactly protect the Earth or anything of the sort, but the latest President is doing everything he can just to end all the chaos going on.
As the topic of dragon balls were brought up, Kohlra would remain silent and listen to the smaller saiyan. She’d nod, sighing, “Allies, huh? Good to hear that I have one already and that it’s the goddamn President of Earth…kais, who’d knew that would happen?” She’d let out a small chuckle, “I bet Vocado is looking for the balls… and he might even have help. He’s arrogant as all hell, but he ain’t stupid.” So she needed to find more allies. Kohlra should ask Chromo, but honestly… she was kinda scared that he might get hurt himself. Hell, she was kinda scared he might blame her for his death and attack her! But… it’ll be worth a shot.
As for other allies, she needed to find Saizomaru. Where he was? She had no clue… and it was pissing him off. Honestly the news of some super saiyan woman rampaging in a city should’ve at least garnered his attention, but nope. “And kami, huh? The same guy that… called me whenever I was dead? Fuck… I should pay him a visit then. Need to tell my boy what’s goin’ on… eeh, and hearing his voice would definitely make me a little less grumpier.”
And then Sensoa…
She’d continue to listen to him, wincing whenever she heard that he was… very powerful. “Well, yeah. I kinda knew he was powerful as all hell… fuckin’ hell…” She lost all that confidence she had just earlier whenever she spoke about fighting that guy, a sigh escaping the woman. It’d be too stupid to go out and get herself killed… her main priority should be searching for the dragon balls, not avenging her son and dying in the process. “Yeah… yeah, I hear you.” She sighed, looking a tad bit defeated.
She’d soon perk up however, looking towards Carro and thinking for a moment. Soon Kohlra would have her answer, “Yes, loud and clear. I won’t try and find him myself… and I’ll actually plan this out. You have my word, alright?” She’d look at him right in the eye while saying this. “So… how do you find ‘em? The Balls.”
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