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Thread PL: 307,675 Katchin Wrist Weights: 76,919 Ki Suppressed: 1(Flavored as Hunger)A gentle breeze sways the green grass to and fro, the still waters as blue as sapphires. These were the beautiful islands of the planet of the mystical people known as the Namekians. These were the lands of the very same people who created the mythical Dragonballs heard of only in legend.
The tiny island is dotted with many white, stone houses. Strange looking houses to those unfamiliar with this place, the small hobbles being like elongated domes with long spikes sticking out of them, there windows transparent domes. It's a slow day in the small village, a single namekian outside in his garden tending to beautiful, yet odd blue flowers.
This Namekian looked to be on the older side, not very tall and very stocky. His age was told by the skin on his forehead being creased and wrinkled, and the pot belly under his brown cloth tunic would show that this alien had long been retired from the battlefield.
"Hrmmmm...very nice development on this one...very good..." he'd comment to himself, holding an old wooden watering pail upside down and sprinkling a particularly healthy looking flower with water. The namek had enjoyed his peaceful life living outside of the larger villages. Suddenly...something caught his attention...
Blub
A single bubble would break the surface of the dark blue ocean, an ocean which went on for as far as the eye could see. It's waters were normally still...but something wasn't quite right about today. The namekian would slowly wander over to the waters, quietly...tiptoeing. He jumped with quite a start!
*Splash!*
A large body would explode forth from the water, a jet spray of liquid soaking the namek's clothing. The large body would fly over head as if thrown by some unnatural force, and land with a loud thus...in the beautiful flower patch the Namekian had worked so hard on!
"Wh-wh....what was that?!" He would run over to his destroyed flower patch, and arriving there...he'd see what appeared at first glance to be one of those Earthlings he'd heard so much about. But...he recoiled upon noticing the tail, the Saiya-jin laying facedown in the tilled soil. He slowly circled the prone Saiya-jin, shaking his head. <Is this...could he be one of Komatsu's? Hrm...he's still breathing...perhaps I should get him some help...>
"Ugggh..." Carva was alive once again, this new body just like his old one. The feeling felt foreign to him now though. He felt weak and sore at the moment, and his memories of Hell were still deep in his mind. They were still there. He wore only a black loin cloth, the remnants of his armor missing. Perhaps they were at the bottom of the lake? He groaned as he rolled over, his stomach grumbling fiercely.
The Namekian blinked his eyes and moved over to Carva, concern in his eyes. "Sir...sir! Hold on, I'll go get help! Just hang tight, and don't die!" Strange request..but the old namekian was panicked nonetheless. He'd sprint off toward a larger village, leaving the Saiya-jin warrior lying there.
Who would he bring back?Wc: 539
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
The young Saiyan known as Rensu had found himself lounging about the plains of Namek. Sitting around an open plain, quite bored really. He had come to enjoy the company of the local Namekians. The children and "teenagers" had come to enjoy his presence the way he did them. The younger one's and he fighting one another to better themselves and endurance levels. Really, it was nice. Not having to mortally wound your sparring partner to make them more powerful. Refreshing even.
Now, it was quiet. Was being a very key term now, because something had just occurred not too far from where the youth had been. Curious, he quickly made his way over. An elderly Namek had gone and crossed his path as he made way. Speaking of a Saiyan whom was nude and seemingly unconscious. Rensu, deciding to investigate, had gone and followed the elder. Reaching a naked Carva. Naturally, Rensu pinched the bridge of his nose and huffed. Well, at least he was okay. Right?
"Carva." He said.Katchin chest armor on. PL - 175,316
He braced himself on his fists and groaned, hair matted down upon his forehead with the salty Namek ocean water. "Ugh..." he remembered coming to Earth...he remembered bringing Rensu with him, and the Tree of Might. He remembered the way the Earthlings had treated him. He'd never do that shit again. Rensu would see Carva stand up, seemingly collecting his thoughts, looking down at his hands. He then looked over his shoulder at his former charge. "Rensu...where am I? Last thing I remember was going to a strange place and meeting this woman...and a rabbit...and ghosts apparently. Then I fired off an attack and shattered some sort of field. And...why am I naked?"
His eyes narrowed as he looked at Rensu..."This definitely isn't Earth or Saiya...so where are we? Why are you here and not with the Captain?"
"Namek. You're on Namek, now. How is beyond me, but you're here now." Rensu folded his arms, now. His upper body bare and lacking his own armor. Instead, a black shirt he had found in his new home. His legs guarded by his usual trousers and his feet one hundred percent bare. He was at least covered in comparison to his technical zombified ally. "Erm...I dunno about all of that. But I do know you split off to fight some guy and I did too. How you got here, again, beyond me. I figured you came here upon retreat, but I guess I'm wrong." The youth shrugged. Tracking the older man as he rose to his feet.
"I 'unno. Your armor probably got busted up and broken. Nice cloth." The lad pointed and chuckled a little. Now serious, he raised a fist and smiled. "It's nice to see ya though. These Alliance guys have been suuuuper nice. I can't believe we've been fightin' them. Oh- You missed it. I can finally turn gold." The detail at the end seemed so major but was discussed so lightly to the boy. He cocked a brow. "I don't know where the Cap or Tarro are..as far as I know, they're still another planet away.."
Post by King of All on Oct 15, 2017 12:43:15 GMT -5
Word that a saiyan warrior had been severely injured and was found by one of the Namekian farmers reached the Alliance Outpost rather quickly. At first Satsu had been the one to get ready to head out, but she was promptly stopped by Toru who took the medical supplies back from her and insisted on going himself. Ever since the various wars and battles had broken out over the galaxy Toru had been working himself ragged, taking on any mission he might deem to dangerous for the others in the outpost. Toru was way above any of their strengths, the only one who might stand a chance against him was Zeno... so that was why he believed he should be putting himself on the front lines and harbor those still growing within the Citadel as much as possible.
Toru kept his power level suppressed to about 10,000 as he soared through the skies of planet Namek. He could easily sense this mystery saiyans power level and found it odd... he'd never sensed this power before and there was no indication that any ship had landed on planet Namek... so where the hell had he come from? His po wer also felt... wrong to him, unlike anything he had ever sensed before even in his own nephews.
"This is going to start becoming a problem... if this guy is also from the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom... how many more are going to come? and when are they going to start causing shit. I can't imagine Nasu is sending them here, even with Saiya in it's current state..." He said lowly to himself, soaring closer and closer until finally he was just above the two saiyans. One of them he recognized as Rensu, having received a report from Satsu on his arrival, but the second he didn't recognize at all. He came in for a landing, leaving enough distance between all of them so that it didn't look like Toru was swooping down on the pair.
"I swear you guys are just dropping out of the sky now! You alright? I can't imagine why your parading around Namek looking like that? I know the green bush's look like the one's back on Earth but you should really stay away from that stuff." He noted as he approached the pair, his medical bag clipped to his belt. He reached into it and pulled out a small cylindrical container which he then tossed towards Carva. Inside he would find two circular pills, one to heal any wounds and the other to recover his stamina.
So Carva was directionless at this very moment. He'd known about his trip to Hell, and what that meant about the darkness in his heart. He'd also known that "thing" that sent him there, Cervez, was all he could think about. Moreso the vengeance that he'd sought now, and as he thought about it, he'd clench his fist and growl inaudibly. Yet, he now understood that he'd need to be smoother and more diplomatic if he wanted to get what he wanted, that thing he'd so desired...revenge. He smirked as he thought about it. He could already feel that warm blood on his hands. He would beat the Anubian when next they met. He'd beat him to death.
Rensu was always a good hand and Carva admired the fact that he looked up to him. The older warrior hadn't any younger siblings growing up, so in some ways he viewed Rensu as a little brother of sorts. But he had to remain his bad ass self. He folded his rock hard arms across his chiseled pecs and nodded as he turned to look at Rensu, his expression ever stoic. "I figured my method of escape would be unpredictable. It's not everyday that one tears a hole into the veil between the world of the living, and the land of the dead. However..." His tone was flat and cool, the control over his temper seemingly reigning in his annoyance at the word "retreat". "...retreat? Me? Hah. Not likely, Ren. I fought as a warrior, and I died as a warrior."
It was extremely difficult to hide his fatigue, but out of pride he had to. Though he knew Rensu could see that his eyes were seemingly glazed over, and he seemed physically weak. He could barely lift his Katchin Wristbands, but he forced himself out of that all consuming pride. When Toru arrived, he listened to the newcomer speak and replied with a chuckle. "Relax, sir. My name is Carva. As for my clothing, it was of no choice of mine that I showed up here like this...let alone showed up here period. Rensu and I are old friends..." he said, looking at the pills skeptically at first, but then remembering his military training he'd recognize them. Carva popped the pills, his wounds healing and ki strengthening to it's normal level. Well...as normal as it could be with those accursed weights. He then laughed, and teased Toru a bit. "If you've a problem with my nudity, sir, perhaps you could suggest a place where one could find clothes?"
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
As Carva spoke on, Rensu found himself becoming a bit more comfortable with his team mate being here now. He seemed much stronger but at the same time quite tired. Perhaps he had a long trip. Eh? What was that about tearing holes in space? <Gosh...never change, big guy.> Rensu chuckled to himself but stopped after a moment. Placing his hands over his head and intertwining his fingers as he cocked a brow. "Wait a second- you died?" He felt another power coming close to him and his ally. But, unlike before, he hadn't gone on the defensive. It felt friendly. A straight look still staining the lad's lips as he turned his head. "Are we really.gonna ignore that he supposedly died..." He sighed and looked on.
Toru was here. He hadn't formally met the older guy. Giving a two fingered salute, Rensu smiled a little. "Hello," He greeted. It didn't quite hit him til a second or so. Suddenly, the youth stomped one foot forward and towards Toru. A fist raised and a wide smile on him. "Hey! Um- I was thinking- Erm, sorry Carva- I wanted to help out around here! I was sleeping on it and decided that if I was gonna stay here I could maybe lend a hand! All I ask is...maybe some training? If it's not a huge hassle-" Time to reign it in. The boy stepped in and gulped. "You could crash with me Carva. All you gotta do is register right?"
Post by King of All on Oct 16, 2017 20:37:11 GMT -5
'Did he just tell me to relax...' Toru thought to himself in mild annoyance. By all rights Toru could consider Carva a hostile, and yet here he was forcing a smile on his face and trying to be more friendly then no doubt anyone in the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom could be. He nearly let a sigh escape his lips, but caught it before it could, instead he jsut gave a laugh and a roll of his eyes in response to the younger man.
"If I had a problem with nudity, Miso would have driven me insane by now. Now listen, seeing as you're a friend of Rensu here I imagine you're also a part of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom? Well, while we won't turn a brother away there are rules you are going to have to abide by. For starters, the second you start flaunting your power to try and put down anyone on this planet, I'll put you down myself. If you can agree to that, then let's get you some clothes and registered as a guest then, shall we?" Toru offered him with the same smile he had since he had gotten there. No doubt after his comment it would seem a little bit creepy, but Toru was a hundred percent determined to make sure things on Namek stayed peaceful. They were already up to two members of an 'enemy faction'... how many more would show up? How many more would it take for them to start causing trouble? The Remnant Alliance wasn't necessarily a 'peaceful' faction in the traditional sense of the word... but they would prefer to keep their fights in the arena.
He would then glance over towards Rensu when he approached and mentioned wanting to help out with the Alliance, that softened his smile a little bit and made it seem that much more genuine. That... he hadn't really expected. Sure the kid was young but in his experience, the younger they were the more they sought out battle and glory. Then again... he only had his nephews and Chris to base this assumption on.
"Training is something that can be arranged kid, sure if that's what you want! I can sense that you're pretty strong already, so it would be pretty neat to see what you Kingdom boys can do with all that power." He stated, suddenly challenging the both of them with a smirk. Even if they didn't accept right away, he'd love to have a fair 1 on 1 with no intent of having to kill either of them.
There was a tense feeling. It was a feeling that Carva had felt when he arrived on Earth, a deep seated paranoia developed by the actions of Chris and the bunch. He knew that the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom wasn't well liked. They weren't to be liked. They were the villains. Yet, here was one of the Alliance...showing...kindness? Toward him? The Legendary Super Saiya-Jin? Carva looked down at the green grass below his bare feet, his head slowly shaking from side to side. Was this him feeling bad?
<This is strange. He knows where my Allegiance lies, yet he doesn't attack me? Instead...he's showing me kindness. Respect.> His eyes would glaze over a bit at the thought. None of the Kingdom had ever called him..."brother". <Nah...pull it together, Carva. It's probably a trap, but it's probably better to play along for now.> his skepticism aside, he nodded his head toward the Alliance Saiya-jin. "You assume correctly. I am a part of the Galactic Kingdom, I will not lie about that. I don't think they are looking for me, so...no need to worry about them coming here."
When he heard about Tomina being promoted above him, it was a blow to his pride...but to Carva, Tarro's promotion was a slap in the face. He could crush Tarro...didn't quite understand his King's reasoning, but never thought to question it. He remained loyal through it all.
He looked at Rensu. "Of course you know me, I am always up for training. But I must warn you, Ren..." he folded his arms over his chest and chuckled a bit, tail swaying behind him. "...I am a bit more...powerful...than before I died. I...changed again...but, I can't seem to just call on this change on cue, so you don't have to worry about me using it." He then looked back at Toru. "I won't bully anyone with my power...don't worry. It's unbecoming of a Knight, dishonorable." He growled to himself. <Of course, if I ever find that flea bitten Anubian again...I'm going to whip his ass.>
"I suppose there's no use for these anymore, either...they barely fit anyway. Allow me to give you a true reading on my power." With that, Carva would unclip his wrist Weights one after the other, the weights denting the ground as they hit it...making small craters. He even smiled a bit and cracked his neck, his power reaching it's true reading within seconds. Power Level at True Base. 307,675
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
"Keke!" The young monkey-boy giggled excitedly. So, Toru was gonna help him help them after all! Awesome! Rensu's smile was quite genuine and friendlier than ever before. For an SGK Saiyan, the boy was a lot more innocent than his peers and easily swayed by kindness. A flaw to some, and a glimmer of humanity to others. "New form?" He turned his head to Carva quite quickly at the mention of yet another transformation. Ever changing, these Saiyans. If it was anything like last time, Rensu was certainly quite interested in what more Carva could possibly turn into. Surely dying would bring on some new changes, and not to mention resurrecting as well. "Hm! Alright, I hear ya loud and clear, Car." The youth nodded and closed his eyes for a moment. Staggering as quickly as he relaxed at the sound of giant thuds and a spiking power level. Carva quickly showing off his strength. "...Show off.." Ren grunted and huffed.
Returning to Toru, Rensu raised a hand and waved it conversationally. "Sounds good! I'm ready when you are- Or, I think we both are!" The boy stated confidently. Truth be told, he was somewhat more than excited to use his Super Saiyan form and train it further.
Thread Pl: 3,773 Elemi Racial x3/x1 Operating Power Level 11,319/3,773 It had been a long trip, far longer than the organism known as Abscis had anticipated when seizing his opportunity to escape the dying world. When the artifical being had heard that both humans were planning to use this pod to escape, Abscis had deducted it would be large enough to contain his form. Sadly, this was not the case. Abscis was forced to sit on his barbed pincers, lowering into a hibernation trance so survive the intense pain. Luckily, it seemed like his ordeal was over.
The spacepod slammed into the surface of Namek at near terminal velocity, shaking the ground like a localized earthquake. The craft lay smoking for a few seconds, before Abscis blew the door off with a simple wave of raw force.
Hissing in pain, the bio-android dragged himself out of the crater, staring sightlessly at the sky. "Abscis kill stupid human, soon as possible." Sorry for the late entry!
Post by King of All on Oct 18, 2017 7:17:15 GMT -5
"I always worry about Nasu coming here" Toru corrected the saiyan as he assured him the Kingdom wasn't on it's way. Of course he believed Carva since he knew the mass of the Kingdom's forces were on Earth or on the burning planet Saiya. He felt guilty for those on planet Brench, but he didn't make an attempt to help in the end. There was no distress signal, and his only assumption to that was that there was no one left to send one. He would give it some time and if Nasu hadn't gone back he would go and do some damage control and look for survivors. They had already sent drones out to the planet to observe so they weren't left completely in the dark.
Whenever Carva then took off his weights, letting him fall to the ground with a thud Toru raised an eyebrow at the sudden sharp increase in the man's power level. Weights like that shouldn't have been so effective...
"I wasn't aware the Kingdom had someone with that much power beyond the fire brat. Hunh. You know, I think Rensu might benefit from those if they don't hold you down anymore." He made a motion with his head towards the weights, thinking of how beneficial they might be to the kid. He wanted to train, well there was nothing like going back to the basics of wearing weights. They were a small yet effective way to power up and speed up.
"As for a new form... well, the only way to gain proper control of that is through training. Though you might want to get some rest first, I can head out with Rensu once we have you all set up." Toru felt a lower power level approaching the planet quite suddenly and turned away from Carva and Rensu to look in the direction he felt the energy. It was about the same of the more warrior like Namekians... but they wouldn't be coming from space... would they?
That was quite a tense moment. When Toru said that he always worried about Nasu coming to Namek, Carva was left to wonder about another thing. Why was his King so hated? He thought about the encounter on Earth and how he'd spoke out of turn toward Komatsu. He didn't know the whole story of Koma, but the strange thing he began to realize? He didn't know Nasu as well as he'd thought either. Carva could only assume that the God King was a feared entity, however he didn't comment on it, he merely nodded.
He looked at the weights as they hit the ground and then at Rensu. Then he looked back at Toru. "The boy can have them, as he pleases. And yes, I am quite powerful. I have quite a reputation amongst the recruits, yet...I am but a grunt in the army. That fire brat of which you speak...she is my commander." Carva sighed as he thought about that fact. The fact that he was capable of reaching the same level of power as his Queen...royalty...yet he was low ranking. Jealousy intensified in his eyes. "I never thought to question Nasu...I still don't. But I wasn't born into this Elite class, I have trained since I was a small child. Thanks in no small part to my uncle, I became powerful...but, alas, that is a long story"
Carva chuckled at the monkey boy's giggle, speaking in his own baritone. "Always excited, are you? I can't blame you. You're a pure blood, a good one at that. Never seen a kid with such fighting spirit...not since I was a child myself. Go ahead..." he waved a hand dismissively toward the Katchin Weights. "...take them. They are of no use to me at this level, Ren."
As he spoke those words, he found himself becoming a bit worried. Gravity had stopped working. Weights had stopped working. It was quite concerning actually. He wanted to continue to become powerful, but what if this was it? His usefulness...it would wane. He'd become just an average Saiya-jin. "Damn...this is disturbing. Have I reached a plateau? No...no...it can't be...can it?" His eyes thoughtful as he spoke aloud.
Soon, those dark brown, almost black eyes would turn into slits as the breeze from the landing would blow his hair to the side a bit. Curiosity piqued, he looked at Toru and Rensu. "I believe that warrants checking out, boys. I'll go first, if that is okay. Call it a gesture of diplomacy." He lowered his ki to a non-threatening level and lifted off the ground, heading in the direction of the crash site. Hopefully, Carva could handle being a diplomat better now following his trip to Hell...hopefully Toru wasn't offended.
Carva was fearless.
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
"Right, fair. Our King can be destructive as hell..." Rensu commented quite lowly, rubbing his chin after Toru's concern for Nasu coming to Namek. Truthfully, it was an expected one. After all, what with Nasu's record of coming to fight his brother whenever he got the chance- coupled with Jarvis' record of being the end of several planets now. How could one not be worried?
All in all, the lad's face lit up as Toru recommended Carva hand the weights to Rensu. Wow, another set of weights. It was like these guys wanted him to get as strong as he possibly could in no time! Really, the kid was lucky. His arms folded, Rensu simply nodded in agreement as the two adults went on. But like them, too, he raised his guard at the sense of an odd power level. His eyes watching over Carva as the man rose from the ground and decided himself the investigator to this potential problem.
Post by King of All on Oct 20, 2017 20:52:48 GMT -5
"It's not just about power and strength you know... It's fine and dandy to have a king, but you need to be able to make your own decisions and not follow one person so blindly. Make sure you believe for what you're fighting for before you're ordered to fight for it." Toru advised, turning his attention back towards Rensu who admitted that Nasu could be really destructive. He chose to just leave that statement as it was, not wanting these two to feel like he was pressuring them to turn against Nasu or anything. They didn't get along, no but it wasn't his place to push for that... he could show them what it meant to be a member of the Alliance, but ultimately the decision was theirs.
When Carva mentioned reaching a new plateau Toru couldn't help but scoff at the saiyan, catching himself entirely too late to hide it from Carva.
"You've seen Nasu progress, you've got a long way to go still. Saiyans are full of surprises when it comes to their transformations, you never know what'll happen. Think you've got it figured out, then the universe throws out something new." He stated towards the brute of a man before he had glanced back towards that strange power. He supposed he could take the opportunity to gloat about HIS new form as well, but he kept that under wraps for now... no one needed to know about it just yet. He had an ace up his sleeve and he planned to keep it that way for as long as possible.
When Carva offered to meet this new power level first, Toru immediately grew suspicious of both him, and this strange power level. He glanced towards Rensu with a bit of an uncertain look on his face.
"You going to be okay carrying those? Maybe you should head back to the Citadel and start getting some practice in while we look into this?" He offered, not yet taking off after Carva but keeping close attention to his power level and where he was going...
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