Post by Oboe on Jan 29, 2020 17:11:46 GMT -6
The lookout. Residing high above the clouds in the thermosphere, the highest point of earth right before the Exosphere, the magnificent structure hovered stalwartly. A welcome sight after such unwelcome words. Flying from the forests below upward, a flash of green would soar into sight. Oboe, Guru of Namek, had been wandering earth in an attempt to get a better understanding for what was going on around them. He had wandered the known globe and stopped in a few locations to speak to the people of the planet, ascertaining an idea that most people hadn’t the foggiest idea of what was actually going on.
His feet touched down upon the tile with a soft thud, his face a mixture of anger and disappointment. His encounter with the Saiyans during the Dragon Ball mishap on the isle had left him with more questions than answers. The biggest of which was directed towards a particular Saiyan. Vocado. He had once considered the Saiyan an Ally, so his sudden shift to wickedness was throwing him for a loop. What was also confusing him was the presence and subsequent alignment change of Mr. Om Yogu! His last visage of that man had been at the receiving end of one of his attacks – nearly killing him.
This entire trip to Earth had been one confusion after another, as well as disappointments. He’d hoped he’d see Tarch. That wasn’t going to happen with the youth Dead. He’d hoped to see Carro, also wouldn’t happen considering his ailments. Everything had be going awry, nothing had gone according to plan and it was frustrating the Guru to no end! Grumbling, Oboe began walking towards Kami’s Palace in the hopes to speak to Chime some more.
“Little brother! Are you around?”
Oboe fidgeted his hands around his pockets, his palm grasping and releasing the 4-Star Ball. He was tired, and he was stressed. He needed more information and wanted to discuss everything that was going on with Chime. It was time they had a talk…
His feet touched down upon the tile with a soft thud, his face a mixture of anger and disappointment. His encounter with the Saiyans during the Dragon Ball mishap on the isle had left him with more questions than answers. The biggest of which was directed towards a particular Saiyan. Vocado. He had once considered the Saiyan an Ally, so his sudden shift to wickedness was throwing him for a loop. What was also confusing him was the presence and subsequent alignment change of Mr. Om Yogu! His last visage of that man had been at the receiving end of one of his attacks – nearly killing him.
This entire trip to Earth had been one confusion after another, as well as disappointments. He’d hoped he’d see Tarch. That wasn’t going to happen with the youth Dead. He’d hoped to see Carro, also wouldn’t happen considering his ailments. Everything had be going awry, nothing had gone according to plan and it was frustrating the Guru to no end! Grumbling, Oboe began walking towards Kami’s Palace in the hopes to speak to Chime some more.
“Little brother! Are you around?”
Oboe fidgeted his hands around his pockets, his palm grasping and releasing the 4-Star Ball. He was tired, and he was stressed. He needed more information and wanted to discuss everything that was going on with Chime. It was time they had a talk…
