Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2017 18:32:21 GMT -5
Aurora Ragnar
"For me, I don't really give a fuck who you are... I'm here to fight you for cash~!"
Name: Aurora 'Aura' Ragnar
Age: 19
Race: Ocyrian
Gender: Female
Universe: Universe 6
Height: 5'7
Weight: 127 Lbs.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Hazel-Gold
Ocyrian Blood Type/Color: Neon Yellow
Identifying Markers: Tribal Sleeve tattoo stretching to the center of her chest, hazel-golden eyes with blue hair!
Personality: Cool and calm in a crisis, Aurora is the type of person to not care in most bad situations. She is very rude and sometimes spills words that could be offensive. She isn't a lolly gagging girl. No, she's a tough type. She doesn't take crap usually. Aura cusses a lot and doesn't care at all what others think of her! Another thing to keep in mind... Aura is extremely racist towards most races. She doesn't even think Saiyans are true warriors too fight with. Some individuals may have exceptions to her. She's also a punky type of gal in general. Overall, Aura is a punk-type of person, she thinks she's the shit and likes to instigate problems for her to fight in. "Deal with it or piss off!"
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes-
Fighting: Aura LOVES fighting! Being an Ocyrian, she takes pride in fighting others. Weak or strong... She'll fight anyone she can fight.
Havoc: Being destructive in blood, Aura is the type to cause destruction and chaos all around her.
Cussing: "You wanna know how I feel about myself cussing? I FUCKING love it~!"
Breaking bones: The most satisfying sound to hear is a bone snapping from her might~.
Ocyrians: Seeing another Ocyrian is a sign of relationship. Friend or possibly a worthy opponent.
Relative Individuals: Regardless of their origins... Saiyan, Tuffle, etc. If they value fighting and even bad deeds... That's a plus for Aurora.
Universal Blood (Red Blood): Seeing the sight of the enemy's blood is beautiful. It shows that she's winning her fights mostly.
Planet Nemu: Though extremely hostile on the surface with exotic creatures and environments... There's no place better than her home, Nemu!
Tasting Meat: The creepy factor of being an Ocyrian is the ancient tradition of eating you opponents. At times in war, you would be willing to eat anything... Even your opponent. Aura enjoys medium-rare 'flesh'.
Dislikes-
Goodie Goodie People: She HATES those who act as heroes. They're pathetic and value something that is meaningless. She would gladly stomp out heroes.
Other Races: Aura is extremely racist towards other races. Being an Ocyrian, she believes her species is the true dominate race. Other races are rather weak or could be worth fighting... then destroying!
Defeat: Sometimes, winning will not always happen. Losing is something Aurora dreads... If she loses, sometimes she'll feel pissed off about it afterwards. She doesn't get sad about it but rather vengeful.
Herself having a Dismembered Limb: Quite obvious here. Having her arm/leg ripped off would actually terrify her. That would be her greatest weakness really.
Jokes: Joking around Aura is sometimes not a pleasant thing to her. It's rather annoying really because most jokes being told to her are awful and just plain stupid. She doesn't like jokes period.
Weaklings: If you're weak, your someone who's not worth Aura's time! A simple beat up and kick off will be done!
Talkative people: "Shut the fuck up!!!"
Aspirations: Aurora has a goal of seeking revenge on the one who hurt her... Osiris... Though, Aura's main goal is a stretchy one to say the most however it's a possibility to her eyes. Her goal is to return to Nemu once considerably strong and unite the three remaining clans of Nemu. Together the clans would unite and bring back the Ocyrian Empire, prompting her as High Queen of the Empire. Though, this would not be like the old Empire in history more of a 'Legion' then an empire. She also dreams of being strong and blah blah- "Yeah, yeah we fucking get it! Moving on!"
Homeworld: Nemu
Allegiance: Lok'on Clan (Flavor Ocyrian Clan on Nemu)
Starting Planet: Nemu (Free Space)
Appearance: This young Ocyrian is rather identical to her kin. Like most of her kin, she has a tribal tattoo that stretches up her left arm and ends towards the center of her chest. To her race she is actually short for a female, reaching only 5'7. She typically wears a one piece battle suit however since her departure from Planet Nemu she wears baggy pants to 'fit' in with the rest of the universe. Her battle suit is yellow with black on the side, with a sleeve left bare for her tattoo to be revealed. The way she wears her pants is rather sloppy, showing little sign to care they're improperly on. However, she doesn't care! She may rarely pull them off but only for a honorable fight or returning to Nemu.
Skin tone wise, Aura is pale! Having tattoos on her body does make up for her being so pale though. Her hair is pretty much dyed to become blue with it brushed perfectly to her sides. Next, her lips are covered in blue lipstick which would obviously match her hair! Her eyes are Hazel-Gold in appearance, looking yellow when she activates a transformation. Finally, the most unique feature, the Ocyrian Blood! Her blood is Neon Yellow when bleeding. The blood of Aura like all Ocyrians would glow once exposed to air.
Backstory:
"My story you ask? Quite complicating for you too ask but sure. Sit your ass down and grab a drink! Just to warn you, my story may be disturbing for your pathetic mind,"
Aurora Ragnar... Born a twin of a Commando mother. Quite a tale to tell for this young warrior. It was told to her by her mother that was was related to the original High Queen of Planet Nemu. The one who was a legend~. Since birth, like most Ocyrians, she was thrown around as an infant... Toughened up and grew aggressive over time just like the rest of her kin. Aurora pretty much starts talking about her past perhaps starting when she was six years old. "Ohhhh... The years of hell and carnage... These were the days," she would always say. Aurora was known as 'Cannibal' towards many of her peers. It was a title everyone knew well across the Lok'on Clan. She was known too latch on trainers like a bear hug and actually BITE into their flesh! This was actually a natural instinct long thought to be evolved and forgotten. However, Aurora has gained a trait of 'feasting' on the weak and dead. At age six, she was sent to a planet of full of wolf-like humanoids and literally destroyed their world into oblivion.
Standing over corpses, she smiled to herself as the ship picked her up. She was the monster she always dreamed of! At the age of 9, she 'accidentally' killed her trainer in a training exercise. It was claimed to be an accident by her part but in all out truth... The trainer pissed her off. She was slapping the little Ocyrian mad which triggered her Grind boost, making it quick for her trainer to die. Aura was punished regardless if accident or not. Aura did learn one thing though... The Lok'on Society was weak for doing that. Traditions state that those die are weak... So why did she get punished for dealing with a weakling? This was something she could not take lightly...
Growing up ten years later... The Ocyrian decided to take action. Her goals were stretched now. She wants to rule the Ocyrian people and make them once again this super power that everyone noticed. With their factions dying and no progression on expansion... The Ocyrians are slowly dying out... Aurora is a very traditional type of Ocyrian. She's studied the old ways of her people. How they were once feared by so many aliens. They were ruthless and barbaric in nature. This was something Aurora admired! This young warrior seeks the aid of many for her goal. She wants to bring forth a team of warriors... Warriors that would be willing to retake Nemu under one name. So far she has found a few warriors within the clans to aid her but cannot help her until the future. However, Aurora found someone who would help her! Qui Jon is his name... A warrior from the Par'lun clan... The two met when wandering the wastelands and found one another... They almost went hostile when a exotic beast attacked them! The two settled their clan's differences and fought the beast together. After that though.... The two actually grew a brother/sister bond and formed the first part of their own squad. Our story begins here now! The two warriors set out to grow strong and claim Planet Nemu once strong enough and gathered enough allies!
"One day... We'll take Planet Nemu... And once that happens, I'll conquer the entire universe.... Hehehe..."
Techniques
Balanced Tree.
Offense Tiers
- [OT-1] Quick Shot
[25% PL damage]
[/font][li][OT-2] Revolver Cap[/li]Same as Quick Shot but more powerful!
[50% PL damage]
[li][OT-1] Lok'on Gun[/li]Forming her hands together in a swift motion, Aura would charge her ki into this technique and launch forth a ki wave!
[25% PL damage]
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Support Tiers
- [PT-1] Flight
[Flying.]
[/font][li][PT-1] Ki Sensing[/li]Aura can sense local power levels.
[allows to have a general notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same region.]
[li][PT-1] Ki Suppression[/li]Aura can cover her 'scent' if she uses no techs.
[allows to hide ki signature if no techs are used.]
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Unique Tiers
N/A
Inventory:
500 Zeni
Old Spacepod
Roleplay Example:
Night was well over the head of the Ocyrian. Aurora Ragnar, nineteen, and a member of the Lok'on Clan. Riding through the cold air, she felt a calm breeze hit against her skin. Aura had let Qui Jon get a break from her being so bossy. The guy somehow could deal with her shit which was honestly surprising to say in her mind. Arriving to her destination, she would see the shitty abandoned village with only a bar that remained. Perfect, clearly nothing was edgy around here. Stories say the warriors evacuated this area because of high beast presence in this area... Pussies...
Aura hoped off her scooter and walked off to the shack that just... looked awful. Handmade with only a few nails and such... A storm could blow this scrap heap down. Aura would walk through the door, looking around to see life around tonight. She slowly walked over to the bar table and sat down calmly. The beefy bartender walks over... Clearly familiar to him what she wants... He'd slap a glass down and pours some liquor down for her. Taking a sip slowly, she peered all around... So begins her story of how she decided to start growing a lot stronger and go for Nemu to begin with...
In this shack... The shack they call a bar, a song played that felt soothing to her soul. The soul of Aurora Ragnar. Leaning forward on the bar's stool, she sipped the blood of an exotic insect. This blood was supposedly infused with alcohol but this wasn't the strongest drink she's had. Those hazel-like eyes peered all around the bar, feeling rather disgusted with what was around her. Some Ocyrian women arm wrestled with the men proving they're stronger... Pffft... A bunch of annoying idiots. Their power levels felt weak, like they were still going through training. The roughed up looking bartender leaned over to the bar, breathing his nasty breath on Aura's face. "Where's your buddy, Qui Jon? That bastard owes me zeni," He grinned at her, missing a tooth and black gunk in his teeth. Aura's eyes locked only on her drink as she heard him... The breath of death smelt by his awful breath.
"What do you want him for?" looking at him with a questionable face on. The beefy man leaned in, "The dumbass lost a bet with me. He said I wouldn't get popular tonight. I brought an entire squad in here PLUS even a Commando! The bastard owes me big time!" he said, raising his voice at her. Aura would raise a brow at him, spinning the bar stool around to get up. "How the fuck should I know where he is? He probably didn't come here because he didn't want to deal with your sweaty ass," she said in a rather taunting tone. This sluggish bar tender reached out and attempted to grab her shoulder! "You've got a mouth on you! I better sh-" and that was when suddenly a large laser shot through his chest.
Her fingers formed a pistol as she looked displeased by how quick that ended. As the Ocyrian man gripped her shoulder with little life he had left, she shoved him down towards the ground. The bar got silent, as the crowd around would peer at her. The young Ocyrian slowly gripped her glass of insect blood, chugging it down. "Guess Qui Jon won't worry about him anymore~," softly saying to herself as she slammed the glass down. "You gonna be his replacement, little twat?" one of the squadies said towards her. The Hazel eyes of the ocyrian peered towards the direction, leaning back on the bar with her fingers tapping against the bar table gently. "Do I look like a fucking bar tender to you?" sending back towards the voice that spoke out. The bar lights shined on her like she was on stage... The crowd all around began whispering. The pressure in the air felt dull and boring.
Still, the Ocyrian kept her cool... Relaxing herself against the bar table. Suddenly, a figure would walk up... An older Ocyrian female. Rough looking, tall, purple eyes, short hair and of course... The tribal tattoo as well. "So you think you're so strong huh? What's your clan, fuckhead?" snarling at her with such hate! Aura didn't bother too look at her in the eyes, feeling her power level... It was... weak. "I'm from a clan that doesn't treat their battle siblings with shit," telling the tall figure with a calm tone. The bulky Ocyrian begins chuckling, "The Lok'on Clan?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" laughing at her along with the rest of her squad. One figure remained silent in the back, which was one Aura kept distance from.
"Yes, I am from the Lok'on Clan. The scent you release smells like... Tan'Jow Clan? Interesting, I barely see any around these parts of Nemu... Last time I checked, your kin was facing food sh-" BANG! Aurora spun to the side to avoid an angry slam by the giant thug. "Don't you dare talk shit about our clan!" she said in a roar, swinging her arms across to attempt to hit Aura. Ducking down, she presses her feet against the ground to do a flip over the bar table. "Now, now... I didn't even get to finish. Don't be so rude as-" again interrupted! The butchy woman slams her fist over the counter to try and attack her! Aura got fed up with her attacking her. As she reached out to punch Aura, she would swing her body to the right and grab her entire arm. "Alright, I've had enough of your BULLSHIT!" shouting on the top of her lungs as she threw her over the bar and into the glass!
Groans were heard as the woman had been knocked out from hitting her head against the alcohol area. Glass was broken, Neon Blue blood leaked over the table. Aura simply chuckled as rests her hand on her hips, "So, you were blue in color? Generic," taunting towards the unconscious victim. Aura looked over at the crowd which consisted of now... Three squadies and the shady figure in the back. "Anyone else wanna spar it out? I think your buddy had fun," calling out towards the crowd. The golden-haze eyes peered all around. It was quiet and felt almost dead in sound. A chuckle would escape her lips, smirking at them. "Very well, now if you'll excuse me... I'll be taking my leave,"
Slowly hoping over the bar table, she would make her exit when suddenly three of the squadies would block her path. "I don't think you understand how much trouble you're in... Lok'on blood..." one of the squaddies said to her, towering over her. Aura looked up at this figure... Male, bald, and semi-fit. Kinda looks like Qui Jon but different. Aura relaxes herself and crosses her arms, "Three against one? Pretty fucked up if you asked me. Where is your sense of honor?" asked the young Ocyrian. A fist would suddenly get slammed across Aura's face. A surprise which made her completely off guard. Neon Yellow blood drips out of her nose, wiping it aside. The blood's glow lighting up the room a bit. "Damn... You're a punk ass for doing that..." grunting towards the figure. Taking the insult to heart, he'd slam another fist towards her but this time she catches it with her palm. Aurora quickly pulled the Ocyrian male in, slamming her own fist into his face.
A tooth could be seen flying out of his mouth, the pressure of her fist being increased from her power. Her hands glowed blue in color, "Don't you dare touch me again like that, fucker!" wiping her nose once more. The other two seemed shocked that their strongest power level comrade has fallen. She looked at the other two, "You feeling lucky today punks? Fuck off!" shouting towards the other two. Without hesitation, the two bozos would move aside for her. She walked outside without a problem and looked all around. This place was dead... A full moon was out and there was no sign of life. It was a typical day in the Wastelands of Nemu. Usually dead, silent, and lifeless.
Aurora walked over to her land scooter, dusting off the scooter with a sigh. 'Damn... Where did that big moron go...? He was supposed to meet me here awhile ago but never showed. What the hell man? I really don't understand him sometimes,' thinking to herself as she wondered where her partner was after all. Even though the two are from different clans, they still bonded a sibling relationship in a matter of battle. The two were an unbreakable combo. The two had defeated one of the strongest creatures on Nemu together. If one of them had done it alone, they would have been easily killed. Stretching her leg over, she sat on her scooter that hovered over the ground, lazy to fly anyways. Aura leaned on her scooter, yawning a bit. "Fucking fool... Where the hell are you?" mumbling to herself.
Suddenly, that shady figure from earlier in the bar came out which made her turn her head towards that direction. Her eyebrow raised up, "You're different... Something isn't right about you," she said towards the figure. They were wearing all cloaks and a hoody that covered their head. They approached in front of her which made her scoot up, sitting upwards. The figure remained silent, their power level silenced with no life. "Look buddy, I'm not into the silent type... If you're here for a date, you can forget about it. Fuck of-" and suddenly a grip across her throat would be felt! The individual gripped her throat and lifted her up. "W-What the fuck..?!" weeping a bit. The figure would then slam her body against the scooter, breaking it. "You shut your mouth, brat!" the mysterious voice said. Aura chocked as she tried speaking... The fingers of this individual. They had tattoos... It was clearly an Ocyrian... Though their power level felt extremely strong.
"Who the fuck are you...?" coughing a bit with herself losing air. The figure gripped tighter which forced her to start whamming kicks into the belly of this individual. However, her kicks were nothing. "Didn't you listen to what that bar tender said? Four squad members and a COMMANDO. As an Elite Commando apart of Tan'Jow, I'm quite offended you took two of my battle siblings down," coldly saying towards her. She kept kicking, unable to speak by this point. With a quick pick up, the Ocyrian picked her up and threw her across the courtyard into an abandoned building. The building trembled all on top of her which could usually mean she's defeated but that wasn't the case. Aura slowly pushed all the ruble off her once it completely had shattered. Her forehead bled from the structure cutting her skin a bit. "Alright tough guy... Slamming me into buildings isn't my thing really... I don't appreciate that... I think it's time I kicked your ass!"
However, this would all change as she was about to launch herself forward her eyes would widen from the sight of this individual. Revealing their face, this Commando had all white in their eyes... "No... NO! That can't be! You aren't one of the few..!" shouting towards the now Ocyrian Female figure. "Oh but I am! I'm Osiris... Future clan leader of Tan'Jow and future leader of all of Nemu!" explaining the girl. Aurora seemed shocked... She knew that form too damn well. It was the best possible transformation any Ocyrian warrior envied. This was known as the 'Mind Expansion' transformation. Aurora didn't even have Commando Strength which was completely embarrassing. Aurora grit her teeth, preparing her battle stance. "I've never seen this form in person! Only in art in the Lok'on Clan's palace! We don't really focus on getting this form.... Must have been extremely lucky to get that~!" smirking at her with blood dripping down her head.
As Aurora began preparing for her charge, a sudden force of power pushed her back! Flying backwards once more, she would be sent into a boulder, cracking her spine from the hardness of the surface. "GAH~!!!" shouting out loud the Ocyrian woman. The pain was painful and grinding against her. She felt extremely uncomfortable with this. Without a chance to recover, the opponent picks up the Land Scooter and throws it against her location! Crushing her legs and waste, she groaned in pain as the entire damn thing crushed her down. Aurora slammed her eyes shut, trying to hold back her pain. 'Qui Jon!!! Where the fuck are you?! This woman is too damn strong for me too handle alone!!' screaming in her head as she attempted to push the scooter off.
However, within a split second the enemy would reappear and condense her fist with more power than her own. She quickly attempts to send a fist towards her chest! Aurora tried Siren Stepping her torso over but the fist impacts her chest. A loud lose of air was heard escaping her mouth, she had been humiliated in an embarrassing way. Once completely screwed, her body began to shake... Her eyes looking towards that damned opponent of her's. The scooter was locked into the rocky soil with her legs trapped, "F-Fuck you..." was all she could say, trying to gain air back in her lungs.
The marked enemy would simply smirk at her, her power level decreasing to her base form... The eyes of this individual... Red. The hair color was red as well. It was all mental notes for Aurora, keeping her tracked in her personal thoughts because if she had a chance... One day she's going to hunt her ass down. "You're strong... For a Lok'on warrior... Most Lok'ons are easy to kill... Since why they are quantity," giggling Osiris. Aurora kept her mouth shut now, hoping she'd spare her for another day. If she got out of this alive... She had to warn Qui Jon that there existed the Expanded Mind warriors.
"Silent, aren't we now?" asking Osiris as she got close to Aurora's face. "Trying... to stay alive... asshole..." faintly telling the woman who was clearly outmatching her. Osiris laughed like the villain she was towards Aurora, "Ah but you claimed you were stronger than my siblings... What? You can't handle me now? How boring..." she said as she turned around. Aurora tried pushing the bike off her but it was completely useless... That bike was locked in good! It felt completely hopeless for her honestly. Trying to get this damn bike off her was like trying to get a trap off you. Sometimes, it was just impossible! Osiris turned her head back towards Aurora, "I will let you go this time, weakling. Though next time you ever hurt another of the Tan'Jow clan I will come back and fuck your life up..." saying in her cold tone.
Aurora bit her teeth down as Osiris walked off back into the building to get ready to go. The young ocyrian struggled too get her cool. This situation was pretty tight against her. The scooter had been thrown against her and was now lodged into her legs. Her legs didn't feel broken but her legs were numb with pain. She hadn't felt this feeling since the time she had to fight a Bloodsucker. The bloodsucker had made her body numb which almost costed her, her own life. Off in the distance, the group of Ocyrians would grab their knocked out and fly off. The strong Commando giving her a flickering smile. Aurora returned a face of pain back. It was humiliating to lose towards an opponent stronger than her.
Grunting under her breath, she would groan very little, shoving her hands under the scooter trapped in the soil. Aurora begins to flare her power level, attempting to push this scooter off. "AHHHHH!!!" using all her might left she threw the scooter across, herself falling to her knees. She fell perfectly on the ground making it seem like it was an action movie. However, this was no damn action movie to her. This was reality slapping her across the damn face. A reality so harsh that defeat was hurting her pride a bit. Growling to herself in aggravation, she shouted to the skies, "DAMN YOU!!! OSIRIS!!!! MARK MY WORDS I WILL GET REVENGE!!! THE DAY YOU BECOME RULER IS THE DAY I WILL STOP YOU!!!" shouting out loud in pure rage.
Crawling towards the scooter afterwards, feeling paralyzed down... She would crawl very slowly with a neon yellow blood trail following her... Her legs were numb and felt broken but her bones were still intact. It's just the numbing feeling left her unable to walk. As she made her way over, she crawled on top of the broken scooter. She opened the tiny storage container on the scooter which was thankfully intact... Inside was a broken scouter and a tiny capsule. The major thing was... The scouter she had was broken from all the rolling around. That was aggravating... Two birds with one stone now.
However, the tiny capsule was still intact. This was perfect to say at least. What appeared to be a storage capsule was actually something crucial... She grabbed this capsule with little life she had in her body, clicking the button to reveal a needle! She jabbed the needle into her leg which made her pupils enlarge. She moaned a bit, feeling the effects kicking in. The wounds all across her body were beginning to close up and heal at an alarming rate! She rolled over on her back, allowing for the medical drug to do it's job. 'Fucking bitch! Embarrassing me like that was a grave mistake! I wish this healing process would hurry the fuck up! That asshole completely went off on his own! Gah! I'll make sure he gets a slap across the face when he gets back!' grunting to herself once more with the pain finally easing itself. She could breathe normal, she could move her legs, she could even feel once more! Aura slowly pushed herself up now, ready to get her anger released... She grabbed the broken scouter from her scooter and began messing with it.
Barely flickering with life... She managed to get it to work.. She attached it to the side of her head and attempted to call the partner she called Qui Jon.... Ringing, ringing, and much more ringing... Finally, she received an answer. "Qui! Get your fucking ass back to Nemu, NOW! We've got work to do!" shouting on the top of her lungs into the scouter before hanging up. She really didn't care what Qui Jon had to say. She was pissed off right now and pissed off too the max. She looked towards the horizon to see that the sun was rising. "Damn you, damn you, damn you! You wait you fucking bitch!! I'll feast upon your flesh and leave nothing for scavengers to have!" shouting towards the skies. This was the day... Aurora took this another step forward. From this point on, Aurora would begin her journey on becoming the strongest in the universe.
Reward Requested: (PL)
Aura hoped off her scooter and walked off to the shack that just... looked awful. Handmade with only a few nails and such... A storm could blow this scrap heap down. Aura would walk through the door, looking around to see life around tonight. She slowly walked over to the bar table and sat down calmly. The beefy bartender walks over... Clearly familiar to him what she wants... He'd slap a glass down and pours some liquor down for her. Taking a sip slowly, she peered all around... So begins her story of how she decided to start growing a lot stronger and go for Nemu to begin with...
In this shack... The shack they call a bar, a song played that felt soothing to her soul. The soul of Aurora Ragnar. Leaning forward on the bar's stool, she sipped the blood of an exotic insect. This blood was supposedly infused with alcohol but this wasn't the strongest drink she's had. Those hazel-like eyes peered all around the bar, feeling rather disgusted with what was around her. Some Ocyrian women arm wrestled with the men proving they're stronger... Pffft... A bunch of annoying idiots. Their power levels felt weak, like they were still going through training. The roughed up looking bartender leaned over to the bar, breathing his nasty breath on Aura's face. "Where's your buddy, Qui Jon? That bastard owes me zeni," He grinned at her, missing a tooth and black gunk in his teeth. Aura's eyes locked only on her drink as she heard him... The breath of death smelt by his awful breath.
"What do you want him for?" looking at him with a questionable face on. The beefy man leaned in, "The dumbass lost a bet with me. He said I wouldn't get popular tonight. I brought an entire squad in here PLUS even a Commando! The bastard owes me big time!" he said, raising his voice at her. Aura would raise a brow at him, spinning the bar stool around to get up. "How the fuck should I know where he is? He probably didn't come here because he didn't want to deal with your sweaty ass," she said in a rather taunting tone. This sluggish bar tender reached out and attempted to grab her shoulder! "You've got a mouth on you! I better sh-" and that was when suddenly a large laser shot through his chest.
Her fingers formed a pistol as she looked displeased by how quick that ended. As the Ocyrian man gripped her shoulder with little life he had left, she shoved him down towards the ground. The bar got silent, as the crowd around would peer at her. The young Ocyrian slowly gripped her glass of insect blood, chugging it down. "Guess Qui Jon won't worry about him anymore~," softly saying to herself as she slammed the glass down. "You gonna be his replacement, little twat?" one of the squadies said towards her. The Hazel eyes of the ocyrian peered towards the direction, leaning back on the bar with her fingers tapping against the bar table gently. "Do I look like a fucking bar tender to you?" sending back towards the voice that spoke out. The bar lights shined on her like she was on stage... The crowd all around began whispering. The pressure in the air felt dull and boring.
Still, the Ocyrian kept her cool... Relaxing herself against the bar table. Suddenly, a figure would walk up... An older Ocyrian female. Rough looking, tall, purple eyes, short hair and of course... The tribal tattoo as well. "So you think you're so strong huh? What's your clan, fuckhead?" snarling at her with such hate! Aura didn't bother too look at her in the eyes, feeling her power level... It was... weak. "I'm from a clan that doesn't treat their battle siblings with shit," telling the tall figure with a calm tone. The bulky Ocyrian begins chuckling, "The Lok'on Clan?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" laughing at her along with the rest of her squad. One figure remained silent in the back, which was one Aura kept distance from.
"Yes, I am from the Lok'on Clan. The scent you release smells like... Tan'Jow Clan? Interesting, I barely see any around these parts of Nemu... Last time I checked, your kin was facing food sh-" BANG! Aurora spun to the side to avoid an angry slam by the giant thug. "Don't you dare talk shit about our clan!" she said in a roar, swinging her arms across to attempt to hit Aura. Ducking down, she presses her feet against the ground to do a flip over the bar table. "Now, now... I didn't even get to finish. Don't be so rude as-" again interrupted! The butchy woman slams her fist over the counter to try and attack her! Aura got fed up with her attacking her. As she reached out to punch Aura, she would swing her body to the right and grab her entire arm. "Alright, I've had enough of your BULLSHIT!" shouting on the top of her lungs as she threw her over the bar and into the glass!
Groans were heard as the woman had been knocked out from hitting her head against the alcohol area. Glass was broken, Neon Blue blood leaked over the table. Aura simply chuckled as rests her hand on her hips, "So, you were blue in color? Generic," taunting towards the unconscious victim. Aura looked over at the crowd which consisted of now... Three squadies and the shady figure in the back. "Anyone else wanna spar it out? I think your buddy had fun," calling out towards the crowd. The golden-haze eyes peered all around. It was quiet and felt almost dead in sound. A chuckle would escape her lips, smirking at them. "Very well, now if you'll excuse me... I'll be taking my leave,"
Slowly hoping over the bar table, she would make her exit when suddenly three of the squadies would block her path. "I don't think you understand how much trouble you're in... Lok'on blood..." one of the squaddies said to her, towering over her. Aura looked up at this figure... Male, bald, and semi-fit. Kinda looks like Qui Jon but different. Aura relaxes herself and crosses her arms, "Three against one? Pretty fucked up if you asked me. Where is your sense of honor?" asked the young Ocyrian. A fist would suddenly get slammed across Aura's face. A surprise which made her completely off guard. Neon Yellow blood drips out of her nose, wiping it aside. The blood's glow lighting up the room a bit. "Damn... You're a punk ass for doing that..." grunting towards the figure. Taking the insult to heart, he'd slam another fist towards her but this time she catches it with her palm. Aurora quickly pulled the Ocyrian male in, slamming her own fist into his face.
A tooth could be seen flying out of his mouth, the pressure of her fist being increased from her power. Her hands glowed blue in color, "Don't you dare touch me again like that, fucker!" wiping her nose once more. The other two seemed shocked that their strongest power level comrade has fallen. She looked at the other two, "You feeling lucky today punks? Fuck off!" shouting towards the other two. Without hesitation, the two bozos would move aside for her. She walked outside without a problem and looked all around. This place was dead... A full moon was out and there was no sign of life. It was a typical day in the Wastelands of Nemu. Usually dead, silent, and lifeless.
Aurora walked over to her land scooter, dusting off the scooter with a sigh. 'Damn... Where did that big moron go...? He was supposed to meet me here awhile ago but never showed. What the hell man? I really don't understand him sometimes,' thinking to herself as she wondered where her partner was after all. Even though the two are from different clans, they still bonded a sibling relationship in a matter of battle. The two were an unbreakable combo. The two had defeated one of the strongest creatures on Nemu together. If one of them had done it alone, they would have been easily killed. Stretching her leg over, she sat on her scooter that hovered over the ground, lazy to fly anyways. Aura leaned on her scooter, yawning a bit. "Fucking fool... Where the hell are you?" mumbling to herself.
Suddenly, that shady figure from earlier in the bar came out which made her turn her head towards that direction. Her eyebrow raised up, "You're different... Something isn't right about you," she said towards the figure. They were wearing all cloaks and a hoody that covered their head. They approached in front of her which made her scoot up, sitting upwards. The figure remained silent, their power level silenced with no life. "Look buddy, I'm not into the silent type... If you're here for a date, you can forget about it. Fuck of-" and suddenly a grip across her throat would be felt! The individual gripped her throat and lifted her up. "W-What the fuck..?!" weeping a bit. The figure would then slam her body against the scooter, breaking it. "You shut your mouth, brat!" the mysterious voice said. Aura chocked as she tried speaking... The fingers of this individual. They had tattoos... It was clearly an Ocyrian... Though their power level felt extremely strong.
"Who the fuck are you...?" coughing a bit with herself losing air. The figure gripped tighter which forced her to start whamming kicks into the belly of this individual. However, her kicks were nothing. "Didn't you listen to what that bar tender said? Four squad members and a COMMANDO. As an Elite Commando apart of Tan'Jow, I'm quite offended you took two of my battle siblings down," coldly saying towards her. She kept kicking, unable to speak by this point. With a quick pick up, the Ocyrian picked her up and threw her across the courtyard into an abandoned building. The building trembled all on top of her which could usually mean she's defeated but that wasn't the case. Aura slowly pushed all the ruble off her once it completely had shattered. Her forehead bled from the structure cutting her skin a bit. "Alright tough guy... Slamming me into buildings isn't my thing really... I don't appreciate that... I think it's time I kicked your ass!"
However, this would all change as she was about to launch herself forward her eyes would widen from the sight of this individual. Revealing their face, this Commando had all white in their eyes... "No... NO! That can't be! You aren't one of the few..!" shouting towards the now Ocyrian Female figure. "Oh but I am! I'm Osiris... Future clan leader of Tan'Jow and future leader of all of Nemu!" explaining the girl. Aurora seemed shocked... She knew that form too damn well. It was the best possible transformation any Ocyrian warrior envied. This was known as the 'Mind Expansion' transformation. Aurora didn't even have Commando Strength which was completely embarrassing. Aurora grit her teeth, preparing her battle stance. "I've never seen this form in person! Only in art in the Lok'on Clan's palace! We don't really focus on getting this form.... Must have been extremely lucky to get that~!" smirking at her with blood dripping down her head.
As Aurora began preparing for her charge, a sudden force of power pushed her back! Flying backwards once more, she would be sent into a boulder, cracking her spine from the hardness of the surface. "GAH~!!!" shouting out loud the Ocyrian woman. The pain was painful and grinding against her. She felt extremely uncomfortable with this. Without a chance to recover, the opponent picks up the Land Scooter and throws it against her location! Crushing her legs and waste, she groaned in pain as the entire damn thing crushed her down. Aurora slammed her eyes shut, trying to hold back her pain. 'Qui Jon!!! Where the fuck are you?! This woman is too damn strong for me too handle alone!!' screaming in her head as she attempted to push the scooter off.
However, within a split second the enemy would reappear and condense her fist with more power than her own. She quickly attempts to send a fist towards her chest! Aurora tried Siren Stepping her torso over but the fist impacts her chest. A loud lose of air was heard escaping her mouth, she had been humiliated in an embarrassing way. Once completely screwed, her body began to shake... Her eyes looking towards that damned opponent of her's. The scooter was locked into the rocky soil with her legs trapped, "F-Fuck you..." was all she could say, trying to gain air back in her lungs.
The marked enemy would simply smirk at her, her power level decreasing to her base form... The eyes of this individual... Red. The hair color was red as well. It was all mental notes for Aurora, keeping her tracked in her personal thoughts because if she had a chance... One day she's going to hunt her ass down. "You're strong... For a Lok'on warrior... Most Lok'ons are easy to kill... Since why they are quantity," giggling Osiris. Aurora kept her mouth shut now, hoping she'd spare her for another day. If she got out of this alive... She had to warn Qui Jon that there existed the Expanded Mind warriors.
"Silent, aren't we now?" asking Osiris as she got close to Aurora's face. "Trying... to stay alive... asshole..." faintly telling the woman who was clearly outmatching her. Osiris laughed like the villain she was towards Aurora, "Ah but you claimed you were stronger than my siblings... What? You can't handle me now? How boring..." she said as she turned around. Aurora tried pushing the bike off her but it was completely useless... That bike was locked in good! It felt completely hopeless for her honestly. Trying to get this damn bike off her was like trying to get a trap off you. Sometimes, it was just impossible! Osiris turned her head back towards Aurora, "I will let you go this time, weakling. Though next time you ever hurt another of the Tan'Jow clan I will come back and fuck your life up..." saying in her cold tone.
Aurora bit her teeth down as Osiris walked off back into the building to get ready to go. The young ocyrian struggled too get her cool. This situation was pretty tight against her. The scooter had been thrown against her and was now lodged into her legs. Her legs didn't feel broken but her legs were numb with pain. She hadn't felt this feeling since the time she had to fight a Bloodsucker. The bloodsucker had made her body numb which almost costed her, her own life. Off in the distance, the group of Ocyrians would grab their knocked out and fly off. The strong Commando giving her a flickering smile. Aurora returned a face of pain back. It was humiliating to lose towards an opponent stronger than her.
Grunting under her breath, she would groan very little, shoving her hands under the scooter trapped in the soil. Aurora begins to flare her power level, attempting to push this scooter off. "AHHHHH!!!" using all her might left she threw the scooter across, herself falling to her knees. She fell perfectly on the ground making it seem like it was an action movie. However, this was no damn action movie to her. This was reality slapping her across the damn face. A reality so harsh that defeat was hurting her pride a bit. Growling to herself in aggravation, she shouted to the skies, "DAMN YOU!!! OSIRIS!!!! MARK MY WORDS I WILL GET REVENGE!!! THE DAY YOU BECOME RULER IS THE DAY I WILL STOP YOU!!!" shouting out loud in pure rage.
Crawling towards the scooter afterwards, feeling paralyzed down... She would crawl very slowly with a neon yellow blood trail following her... Her legs were numb and felt broken but her bones were still intact. It's just the numbing feeling left her unable to walk. As she made her way over, she crawled on top of the broken scooter. She opened the tiny storage container on the scooter which was thankfully intact... Inside was a broken scouter and a tiny capsule. The major thing was... The scouter she had was broken from all the rolling around. That was aggravating... Two birds with one stone now.
However, the tiny capsule was still intact. This was perfect to say at least. What appeared to be a storage capsule was actually something crucial... She grabbed this capsule with little life she had in her body, clicking the button to reveal a needle! She jabbed the needle into her leg which made her pupils enlarge. She moaned a bit, feeling the effects kicking in. The wounds all across her body were beginning to close up and heal at an alarming rate! She rolled over on her back, allowing for the medical drug to do it's job. 'Fucking bitch! Embarrassing me like that was a grave mistake! I wish this healing process would hurry the fuck up! That asshole completely went off on his own! Gah! I'll make sure he gets a slap across the face when he gets back!' grunting to herself once more with the pain finally easing itself. She could breathe normal, she could move her legs, she could even feel once more! Aura slowly pushed herself up now, ready to get her anger released... She grabbed the broken scouter from her scooter and began messing with it.
Barely flickering with life... She managed to get it to work.. She attached it to the side of her head and attempted to call the partner she called Qui Jon.... Ringing, ringing, and much more ringing... Finally, she received an answer. "Qui! Get your fucking ass back to Nemu, NOW! We've got work to do!" shouting on the top of her lungs into the scouter before hanging up. She really didn't care what Qui Jon had to say. She was pissed off right now and pissed off too the max. She looked towards the horizon to see that the sun was rising. "Damn you, damn you, damn you! You wait you fucking bitch!! I'll feast upon your flesh and leave nothing for scavengers to have!" shouting towards the skies. This was the day... Aurora took this another step forward. From this point on, Aurora would begin her journey on becoming the strongest in the universe.
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