Hey everyone and welcome to the new look for Dragonball Universe's U6 forum! We're going to freshen things up for everyone and hope to bring a new light to the forum and the brand new lore.
We are now known as SUPER Dragonball Universe in an attempt to reflect our shift from Universe 7 to Universe 6.
Events
Universe 6 Event: Galactic World Tournament
Updates
29/06/18 We have an updated Beginner's Guide for New Members! Please browse through it to get a feel for our systems before diving in! It is here. 22/04/19 Brand new site skin, what what!!
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
In a blink of an eye without even a chance to contest the young man appeared seemingly out of thin air, in what he assumed was what the red woman called Hell. He never thought he'd be sent to the world below, but in all honesty it made sense. His most recent decisions weren't the most heartfelt and hardly the purest. He learned the hard way that revenge was in fact no the best dish. His time in hell would allow him to reflect on his mistakes he made in life, and should he receive a second chance he'd do things even more differently. "I-Is that an amusement park?" He stuttered.
He reached into his jacket pocket removing a cigarette carton, and pursed his lips around the charcoal filter. Snapping his fingers as a ember sparked from the tip, he took a single drag from his guilty pleasure. "Surprise these didn't kill me faster than those goons." Suusao's eyes popped open as he stumbled from the force of all the events that transpired prior to his death. "HOLY SHIT I'M DEAD!" He shouted as he flopped to the ground. "Of course you're dead silly. Don't look so blue about it!" A bubbly voice replied to his howl. The boy looked up into the yellow sky to find the pink attendant girl from earlier.
"Ha. Funny it's cause my hair's blue." Suusao blew his smoke cloud into the girls face with a hypocritical tone. "Are you always such a grouch?" The crinkly horned girl fanned the smokescreen away from her face. She was irradiating a fruitful aroma which enticed him slightly, but how and why would that arouse a dead man. "Are you thinking about going to Hell Park? It's actually really nice since they made new renovations, but I hardly ever get a day off to go except for today." The girl continued on and on about her life as an attendant, but she lost his attention a long time before she started her banter.
"So do you want to go check out Hell Park Suusao-kun?" The pink oni was getting flustered when she noticed she wasn't getting his attention. "Huh? Were you saying something?" He replied unaware of the topic of their conversation, and barely acknowledging her presence. Her head fell in defeat knowing that a really cute guy was completely oblivious to her existence. "I must have spaced out there, but I just have a lot on my mind. So who are you anyway?" The half blood teen asked curiously as a glint sparkled in his eye.
Her face flushed red again at the sight of a literal sparkle in his bright crystal blue eyes. "M-My name is R-Raneiji. You can just call me Nei if you'd like Senpai." The oni girl was very explicit with her honorifics, she made it awkward using such a title for someone hardly older than her probably. "Um? Okay then well nice to meet you Nei-chan." Suusao took a drag from a fresh cigarette attempting to get a good read on her energy, and attempted to get a read of the area.
"Eh I guess it's better than nothing. Beats hanging around here waiting for something to happen." He rose from the ground patting himself down brushing off the dirt. He let out a subtle sigh as he stared out over the scarlet sea. (So this is what's left for me eternal damnation? If it is then I suppose I'll have to make the most of it.) He jammed his hands into his jeans pockets and followed behind an overjoyed Nei.
"So you work for that bitchy Red Woman that sent me here?" Suusao asked curiously. He could tell she had a horrible attitude, but it wasn't everyone's fault her career choice was shitty. Although, when he gave it a bit of thought, judging souls sounds like a lot of hard work. Making the right decision sounds like an even bigger pain in the ass. (Oh well), he thought. It was better her than him.
"Yes I work for Queen Aka, and I'd be careful addressing her that way. Aka is a really strong Oni, almost stronger than her own father. she's known for her signature 'Akalock'." The pink Oni made a really creepy face while performing a weird wrestling move to the air. It looked more awkward than effective but it probably wouldn't be right to critique their Queens fighting capabilities.
Suusao hadn't noticed before that the petite pink Oni had a considerable amount of strength to her. She would more than likely give Tezla a few problems if they went toe-to-toe. Speaking of problems, he figured he must've spaced out because they'd crossed paths with three Oni women. These chicks were huge in comparison to Suusao who stood at 5'10", they stood at least a whole foot if not more over the half Saiyan.
"Say girls have a look at pipsqueak over here!" The obvious ring leader of this group was a red Oni woman wearing somewhat primitive clothing. (Bone hairpiece included.) "Who do you think you're calling pip-" He was interrupted by a hard tug on his jacket. The boy looked to his side to see Neiji holding her head down averting her gaze from him. "What's the problem Nei." He asked curiously grasping her hand.
"Awww how cute the little monkey boy likes her." The trio harped together in unison, and every screech felt like a blow to his temple. "I'm sorry senpai. I wouldn't have brought you if I knew they were here." Raneiji apologized still hanging her head. These chicks really had Nei shook, but he was more than sure she could take them. So why was she being so timid, especially now when she had no problem pointing out his looks earlier.
"Did she just call me...Monkey boy..." Suusao clenched his fist WC: 978 TWC: 978 Base PL: 181,661 Transformed PL: N/A Health: 454,153 Stamina: 4/4 Tech Used: N/A
'Wait! No! Mistrial! I demand to be judged by a jury of my peers!' Is something along the lines of what Sinthe would have wanted to say, had he a mouth, vocal chords, lungs, lips, teeth. All that good stuff. As it was all he was able to do was gesture wildly with the edges of his little cloud body which all told did not seem to be a very persuasive argument. 'Being without peer I demand that I be allowed to judge myself!' That probably wouldn't have gone over any better but all of this was moot in as much as he suddenly found himself floating in what very definitely appeared to be Hell, HFIL, whatever you wanted to call it. Floating in Hell with a fluffy vulnerable cloud body That did not seem like a great idea, better to be amended as soon as possible and in the meantime he could do worse than find a quiet spot to rest, meditate and gather whatever energy he could.
Death seemed to have reduced him somewhat in stature, although to be truthful that was a Hell of an understatement. If it were stature he had gone from five foot and change to being no more than 30 or so centimeters in any direction, not to mention that his figure had gone right out the window. He had complained endlessly about how his mortal body was not nearly what it used to be, that it didn't do his name any justice and that if it would just revert to the way it had been in ages past he would be much happier. Suddenly he found himself missing it, they had been so close.
The vanity of wanting to find a quiet place in Hell was not entirely lost on Sinthe as he floated amongst the sulphury void, everywhere he went he 'saw' the evil and the debased either receiving their just desserts or doling them out to one another. Why would they even do that? Surely the only thing worth worrying about or stressing over in Hell was not being in Hell. Whatever, he moved on. Blood lakes, bone hills, cave that appeared to be howling at him and mussing up his cloud body while it did so. None of these were really suitable and it seemed rather than finding a quiet and peaceful place in which to recover he would have to take his chances on just any old place.
It was having made this resolution that he came upon someone familiar to him, someone he had only had the pleasure of meeting once and whom he assumed would be a much better fit down here. The Demon-Saiyan Suusao looked significantly different from what he recalled but that wasn't really a fair assessment for him to level at anyone in his current state. Whatever the case it certainly seemed to be him alright and it seemed that he had fallen in to that most typically Saiya trap of allowing his 'tail' to do all the thinking for him. To Sinthe this entire situation spelled danger and Suusao was just blindly, blithely standing in the middle of it. Oh, he was no slouch and he had proved as much the last time that they had fought. Though he had been soundly defeated he had given a good account of himself as could be expected. If the scene playing out before the little fluffy destroyer was anything to go on however, his instincts still needed a great deal more work.
If I had a mouth to tell you how much of a jackass you're being right now...
Under the circumstances he wasn't exactly sure what Suusao could have done to wind up here but it was more than likely something stupid and ill-advised. He had gotten the impression the young man was impulse driven, as many young men tended to be and what he was seeing sort of bore that out as regards a very specific impulse. That having been said he seemed rather more mischievous than he did actually wicked, despite the blasphemy which had stuck in Sinthe's craw there didn't seem to be any harm in him. There was a saying on Earth about books and covers, probably didn't apply in this instance since any book you brought down would catch fire immediately.
Oh yes, follow the strange slatterns into a deserted amusement park, even I'VE seen enough network television to know that's a terrible idea![/i
As much as he wanted to call out to him, well no, what he wanted to do was fly down there and slap him in the face for being such an idiot, whatever the case in his present form he was unable to do any such thing. So without further ado he flew down there, pootling along in his little cloud body until he reached Suusao and with no better option he began to knock his whole fluffy form in to the Dem-Saiyan's head. Obviously this would be nowhere near enough for Sinthe, or the cloud formerly known as Sinthe, to be able to hurt him. What it would do is get his attention long enough for him to get the big idiot away from these women and their transparent honey trap, it was honestly a wonder he had survived on Earth for so long if this was the level of complexity needed to draw him in.
Watching Suusao have to fight naked had not been and still did not occupy a place on his bucket list.
- WC: 923 TWC: 923 PL: Maximum Floofiness Stamina: Depends which way the wind blows. Techs: [PT-0] Regret Life Choices Suusao
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
"Hey what the hell!?!" Suusao swatted around his head. Vision obscured by a dense yellow haze from a bogey cloud. He scampered in circles aimlessly trying to shake off the cloud. Could one actually shake off a cloud? Regardless if there was a will there was always a Suusao. The young man flared his energy to it's maximum as his hair shifted from the deep dark blue, to golden spiked and glowing.
The sheer force of his power was enough to cause those (with a body) in the surrounding area to buckle under the pressure that was this young mans power. A small puddle in comparison to those who walk among those in the living realm. He still was the strongest warrior in the area. Probably wouldn't be best if he knew exactly how powerful he was, definitely not someone as arrogant as himself.
Although he reached max power even the force, wasn't enough to help him shake off this anonymous cloud. "I don't have time to toy with you god dammit! Why are you doing this?!" No reply. "Answer me god dammit!" Still no reply. Suusao flustered about the beaten path that led to hell park. Raneiji managed to slip away from the Oni bully girls during all the commotion. Suusao nearly fell over the ledge of a cliff, and hovered there over the edge shaking the cloud away.
"WHAT ARE YOU DEAF OR SOMETHING!" His eyes popped open as he reached a revelation. He attempted to communicate with the cloud, and used the loudest thinking voice he could muster. His voice was comparable to that of a megaphone, connected to an industrial amplifier, five inches away from someones face. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING! GET OFF OF ME DAMMIT!" He shouted telepathically at the cloud.
Had Suusao merely elected to flare his power it was entirely likely that Sinthe would have been dislodged and thrown aside, as it was his brief burst of what the Anubian cloud assumed to be Super Saiyan power had given him just the golden spiky thing he needed to hold on even with his ridiculous fluffy self largely bereft of power. He reflected that if this weren't actually happening to him it could be pretty funny, but whatever hilarity was evident to the casual observer was rather lost on Sinthe who would very much like to stove his epic mount's head in right about now than simply be able to laugh this off.
There's a special place in Hell for people this dumb... maybe we can find it later on.
As Suusao continued to flail about aimlessly, finally managing to wrest Sinthe away from him and separate them he further annoyed the cloud by the presumption that it was HE who wasn't paying any attention to what was going on. Sinthe floated there for a moment before rapidly and violently twitching his cloud body here and there as he again, neglecting once more the fact that he had no means to do so, attempted to shout the Hybrid down. Not a one word of course issued forth, but within the poofy serene looking cloud body his soul continued to seethe which such wild profanity as was not even fit for the plains of Hell. Small blessings and all that.
Tired, frustrated and especially sick and tired of waiting considering what he had just been through with the red skinned hag upstairs, he paused, wondering how he could possibly make Suusao understand. Then it struck him, the obvious fact that while being devoid of his power almost entirely there was one key ability which he still possessed. Had Suusao not elected to blunder them over a cliff, had he not seen the Demon-Saiyan floating there like a big dumb lumoc it probably wouldn't have come together for him.
Now instead of flinging himself at Suusao in frustration he floated just above him, winding down in a smooth s-bend to show the form of the letter itself. If this didn't work he honestly had no idea what he would do. Probably find a blood spring to ease his weary cloud and take solace in a life well lived.
S I N T H E
He took his time and slowly, painstakingly crafted each individual character so that there could be no possible confusion before then coming to float by the side of Suusao's head in anticipation of finally being recognized. He'd only been able to draw the shapes with his flight path and hadn't figured out any way to actually leave the impression behind. Siphoning off whatever remained of his body for that seemed like a shit idea to be honest. He only hoped that Suusao was paying attention for a nice change, well that and that he wasn't too sore about being ringed out after the manner of a golf ball when last they had met.
This may not have been the masterstroke Sinthe had initially taken it for.
- WC: 528 TWC: 1,451 PL: Destroyer of Sunny Days Stamina: Tired of being a cloud. Techs: [PT-0] Recant Heresies Suusao
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
S. I. N. T. H. E. Sinthe. He paused for a moment as the low-end processor that was his brain scavenged his memory. "SINTHE IS THAT REALLY YOU!?!" He shouted startling the encroaching Raneiji as she fainted from his loud shrill. The boy's hair transitioned from the golden glowing spikes, back into its previous deep blue hue. Raneiji laid behind Suusao in a slight daze from his reverberating revelation. "Wow, Sinthe it's been such a long time. I'd never thought you'd end up in a place like this." He empathized for a moment with the cloud.
Suusao had remembered his first real fight was against Sinthe during the World Martial Arts Tournament. It was a fight he could never forget. The long purple cat-like ears of his made Suusao mistake him for Zoanthrope, his first mistake during their short match not including the moniker 'Whiskers the Wondercat'. "Haha. Yeah, you gave me a real thrashing. I have a scar on my back still from being thrown through the reception area." He laughed it off obviously more so at the nickname, and not his notably embarrassing lost to the cat man.
"How'd you end up here anyway Sinthe, and why didn't you get a body like me?" He questioned. By this time Raneiji had reacquired her senses only to hear this particular question. "I can explain that part for you Senpai. Huh. Uh. Where do I begin" She tapped her lip as she pieced together her words, "First, I'll start off with what I do know about you Suusao. This isn't your first time here in Other World, in fact, this is your second which is why your soul was able to bring your body with it. Meanwhile, this is Sinthe-sama's first time here in the Other World. Make any sense." Nei carried a teachers tone when speaking.
"I'm sorry were you saying something Nei-chan?" He asked the girl after completely dismissing her entire explanation. WC: 324 TWC: 1602 Base PL: 181,661 Transformed PL: N/A Health: 454,153 Stamina: 4/4 Tech Used: [PT-0]Tsundere
It probably didn't occur to Suusao that the entire reason for them having this... not really a conversation, whatever this actually was, precluded Sinthe from answering his further questions. Regardless he did his best to nod his-- well to tilt the front of his cloud body back and forth to indicate that yes it was he. Slightly annoyed that Suusao had again seen fit to drop the 'Lord' out of his name the Cloudnubian briefly considered some further and much more passive-aggressive sky writing and while he could do literally nothing to make this situation any worse he thought the better of it in order to look to bettering it instead.
Happily it appeared that, whatever had passed between them previously, Suusao was glad to see him. He could say the same under the circumstances, although even when they had first met the youth's earnestness and attitude had grown on him somewhat, to the point that he had elected to give him the keepsake to which Suusao had referred. Sinthe had met many fighters in his long years that were so very proud of never as much as being nicked in battle. Scars were good for a warrior though, they made certain one remembered and the way he was at the moment Sinthe certainly wouldn't have turned his nose up at one or two. Just so long as he could have the body for them to go on.
As they were joined anew by one of Suusao's infernal hangers on he nodded again that this was indeed his first time in Other World, being there were very few serious threats to him as he had been in his younger years. Quite frankly he was with Suusao in having never expected to have ended up in a place like this. Of course excepting his current condition he had no real fear of Hell, it was just Heaven for bad people. He did rather take issue being lumped in that category, he'd never really done anything, well, almost nothing, which he would have considered to be wholly evil and he rather disliked the presumption with which the woman upstairs had proposed to punish him.
Ah, that would explain quite a bit, this “Nei-chan's” might have either gone over or completely slipped through Suusao's head but it was not lost on Sinthe at least. It seemed that Suusao had indeed been having an interesting time of things if he had been to one of the afterlives before. Sinthe supposed it must have been the other one, seeing as how Suusao probably would have taken extra care not to get killed again if it had been here he'd been sent. That of course meant that Suusao knew the trick to getting one's form back even if he no longer required the knowledge and having made this connection Sinthe almost immediately resumed his discourse.
B O D Y ? He couldn't punctuate properly but the rough form of a question mark was good enough. If he were able to get his body back then perhaps the two of them together might be able to discover a way back to the mortal world. Clearly such a route existed in some part of the Afterlife for Suusao to have visited twice, perhaps they would be able to escape in much the same way he had done before.
- WC: 561 TWC: 2,012 PL: On Cloud 9,000 Stamina: More exhausted than this gag. Technique: [PT-0] Multi-Spec For Necromancy
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
"B. O. D. Y. Body? Oh yeah right? Say Nei-chan how would Sinthe-sama go about getting his body back?" He asked curiously. Outside of dying twice there had to have been some way to attain one's physical form. After all he'd noticed other beings unlike the Nei-chan that had their own physical form. The petite pink attendant stood with her arms crossed in deep thought. "That's a really good question," she said scratching the top of her head.
To Suusao it sounded as if all was lost for poor Sinthe, but he felt as if he owed it to the cat man to lend him a hand. The boy removed a cigarette from the carton within his jacket pocket. "So in order for someone to attain their body. They would need to die a second time, like myself..." He grunted as he shook his head in disappointment. "But Sinthe would have to come back to life like I did the first time, but I doubt even you know how that happened do you Nei-chan?" He asked with a hopeful tone.
"Ai Senpai. We attendants aren't allowed to keep track of the living only dead people like you and your friend here." She didn't sound to happy telling him that information, and it showed in her face that she felt useless. The young man took a single drag before discharging the fumes from his nose. "Don't sweat it Nei-chan," he assured the lass. "We'll figure something out." He said taking a drag from his cigarette once more before vaporizing it within his hands.
"I heard rumors from a few co-workers of mine that claim to say they witness some spirits escape Other World. I've never encountered any spirits knowledgeable of this," She began pacing back and forth, hands behind her back walking tentatively. Her constant movement causing her skirt to ride the wind for a brief moment exposing her backside. ("Black Lace!") His eyes shot open wide as he averted his gaze
"But that being said I've never even heard of there being a way to leave Other World. Well unless you receive a pardon from one of the Kai's, or a Planetary Guardian but even then that's a long stretch especially for you two," She stopped abruptly to face the two dead males. "You two are down here for a reason ya know. Even if there was a way I can't...Oh...Senpai...Uh your nose..." He was too stuck on the previous sight of her up skirt to even feel the trickle of blood on his upper lip. "Oh. Sorry." He blushed.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat before continuing. "As I was saying. As an attendant I can't simply let you guys even attempt to escape the Other World." Her voice carried slightly more authority behind it than earlier. Signifying that she'd be more of a hindrance than helpful in there quest to reach the Living Realm "This would not only jeopardize the system we have in place as the overseers of the Other World, but it would also put me on Queen Aka's shitlist forever I just got promoted from Soul Cleansing Machine operator to an Attendant. Please don't screw this up for me you guys." She pleaded the two souls. WC: 543 TWC: 2145 Base PL: 181,661 Transformed PL: N/A Health: 454,153 Stamina: 4/4 Tech Used:
The outlook it seemed, for the most part, was particularly bleak. Either this woman knew more than she was willing to say or else there really was no way for him to recover himself while he was here. It seemed that without a specific intervention from someone else Sinthe was a bit stuck, he would need a body to be able to escape Hell but it was only by the dumb luck of having died previously that Suusao was able to attain one. Perhaps it would be favorable to consult more with Suusao about how he had been able to return to life in the first place, it was not something which Sinthe had ever known to have happened before. Well, if he had been paying proper attention it might have behooved him to consult more with Suusao anyway. This was sadly not the case the cat cloud found when he turned his attention back to the Hybrid.
Seeing full well where Suusao's eyes were pointing the Anubian proceeded to knock his fluffy cloud body against the Saiyan-Demon's skull. They had approximately no time to waste, certainly not on this. The sooner he could get back in to his body then the sooner they could start working on getting out of here. Though Sinthe had no conception of how they might go about achieving that latter aim, he imagined that actually having a mouth to be able to ask around would help volumes. Their erstwhile Attendant however seemed to have different ideas, whether her... odd infatuation with Suusao was to blame or whether it was as she said ore to do with getting on that red bitch's bad side he couldn't clearly discern. Then again he didn't really care all that much.
Sufficed to say, the words which Sinthe proceeded to fly-write in response of this were in no way fit for civilized, well reasoned discussion and thankfully are not recorded here. When he was finally able to calm down he floated right up to the oni woman's face in about as close an approximation of 'staring down' as one were able to achieve without actual eyes. After holding her stare cloud-to-eye for a lingering moment he floated back and drew out the word 'N O W' somewhat larger than he had bothered with before. If it were that much of a bother then she could just come along with them anyway, he wasn't about to stop her but whatever the case he was definitely about done with this being a cloud thing.
'B O D Y he repeated right to her face, omitting the question mark because it simply was not a question anymore. She was absolutely going to tell them what she knew or else it was going to come back to bite her if and when he had managed to get his form back.
WC: 477 TWC: 2,489 PL: Nebulous Stamina: Running out of jokes Techs: [PT-0] Cloud Intensifies
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
"Relax Sinthe-sama. We'll find a way to get your body back, I trust Nei-chan has told us everything she knows." He took a sideways glance at Raneiji, as she twiddled her fingers. (She lost that authoritative demeanor of hers. Interesting.) "I'm telling him the truth Senpai. I don't know much else, but it is kind of weird he can't communicate normally either. Most souls even in cloud form still retain their ability to speak, although it could be his punishment for wrongfully impersonating a God of...of uhm." She stuttered before covering her mouth as she muffled, "I've said too much."
(This is beyond frustrating. I bet Kuuyomi would have figured this out easily with no problem. Dammit I'm so stupid!) He fought himself in his mind. Beating himself down once again for being incapable of assisting someone in dire need. The hybrid removed a cigarette from the carton, his last one, and would savor this one. (Wow. I'm finally down to my last eh?) Pursing his lips around the filter before setting the tip ablaze, he took a long drag inhaling the sweet tobacco fumes. (I can't give up. Not while I know Heizen is stirring trouble. Sinthe-sama would be the best help I could ever get in stopping him.)
"SINTHE-SAMA!!!" He shrieked at the cloud loud enough that if he had ears they'd probably bleed. Fortunately for Nei-chan, Suusao toned out the rest of her statement purely focusing on getting Sinthe to speak. "Sinthe-sama. Let me try something." The young man reached over to the cloud, grabbing hold of a tuft of his cloud body. Pulling, stretching, and shaping out what looks to be a cat-like body. "Eh. It kind of looks like you. Pfft. I mean, um well let's figure things out." He said holding back his laughter. Raneiji on the other hand found that the most difficult. The girl let out a sudden burst of laughter at the awkwardly accurate cat cloud sculpture. WC: 327 TWC: 2472 Base PL:181,661 Transformed PL: Health: 454,153 Stamina: 4/4 Tech Used:[PT-0] Cloud Fluffing
This does not help... the cloud-cat thought to itself before turning furiously on Suusao. It was a supremely lucky break that there weren't any bones or organs in there to displace but it wasn't as though the Hybrid had know as much when he just started stretching and pressing.
'You idiot!' Sinthe bellowed all of a sudden, the cloud like matter of his sculpte head stretching to ridiculous proportions that would make an anaconda blush in modesty as he did. Apparently also not noting the sheer wonder that he was able to talk without any of the needed articulation he continued on berating his companions. 'How about I start sculpting YOU once I get my body back!? And YOU!' He rounded on the Attendant, taking only a moment to forcibly shake himself back in to his regular form before laying it on thick with her as well, if he had veins to speak of he expected one would be busting out of his forehead right now so unbelievably furious was he.
'Don't even dare start in on something you haven't the slightest clue about! I've seen things that are too grotesque for even your darkest dreams! Things you can't even imagine! And you have the GALL to think you can pass judgment on ME!?' The cloud turned away from her in as much a huff as it could convey without having an actual back to turn on her. 'Well fixing your mess isn't my job anymore and you all should be grateful! If it were up to me I'd gladly rain fire down on you for the rest of eternity!'
Again, it was pretty hard to perform a decent analogue of a double take without having a neck of some description but the could turned slightly one way, then the other as if contemplating something, staring out blankly over the expanses of Hell with both Suusao and the Attendant at his back. Tilting up as if raising its head in sudden dawning realisation the cloud morph turned back towards the both before hesitantly and more softly asking: 'Wait... did I say that out loud just now?'
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
Super Dragonball Universe is the original work of Komatsu and Nasu. Any and all content is copyrighted to Super Dragonball Universe.
Copying, altering, or stealing any of the site's content is prohibited.
All of Dragonball Universe's characters are the original work of their owners may not be replicated or stolen.
All images and graphics belong to their rightful owners and Super Dragonball Universe does not claim to own any of them.
The skin was created by TIMELAPSE OF ADOXOGRAPHYv2.
