Mazohn
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 77
Race: Demon
Dice: 3d46
EXP: 2,028
Zeni: 463
HP: 690
SP: 365
Transformations:
Makyo Mutation (+d20)
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Post by Mazohn on Jan 19, 2017 20:42:10 GMT -5
Dice: 3d34 Exp: 310 Power Level:1,550 Retasu
The demonic scout, Mazon Vinedar, was doing something that was probably extremely stupid for a being that was trying to lay low. What was he doing? Strolling through the capital of the Sayians of course! The hulking warrior strode through the city, not giving a single thought of care towards the notion of stealth. He attracted some curious glances from the passerby, which turned into incredulous ones as they saw his power. Mazohn was equal to an elite at least, and yet he was an alien! Shaking their heads, the war-like people moved on, planning to try and repair their scouters. As for the demon himself, he examined the buildings, both damaged and whole. On the surface, the city looked ripe for the conquering by the demon hordes, but unlike Earth the Sayiajins weren't pushovers. He stopped in front of a larger building that looked like an administrative center or palace of some sort. Mazohn felt his lips slowly curl into a grin, it seemed like the Sayiajin weren't to different from the tribes of his homeworld. If he had to guess, he would say that this king was supposedly the strongest of his species, and held his position by sheer power! Almost off of a whim, the demon strolled up to the gate of the building. One of the warriors there held out a hand, "What are you doing alien. Can't you see this is the palace of King Retasu? Know your place." Mazohn tilted his head, "And that matters because?" Mazohn let the silence stretch for a couple of heartbeats. "I just want to see what this palace looks like from the inside. Besides, do you truly believe that you could stop me?"
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Post by Retasu on Jan 24, 2017 22:26:13 GMT -5
[ 3d39 -- 607 EXP -- 3,035 PL ]
Just as the guards were about to let Mazohn know where his place was, a voice called out from behind the massive gates. One could see through them, as they were made of thick bars, the crumbling courtyard of the once lively Daikondu Tower in view with the young King standing in the center of it. "Let him through. No need to have the same thing happen as before." Retasu stood there in his usual attire, blue bodysuit that clung to his muscular frame, white and gold vest armor, and white boots and gloves. With his arms crossed over that armored chest, he'd bring that brown tail up to curl around his waist as he took a few steps forward. The guards would let the massive gate open, allowing Mazohn to enter but not by much as Retasu would aim to meet him right at the entrance way. "You'll have to excuse them. It's seems we've been having unexpected company dropping in frequently lately."
It was true. Daikondu seemed to be attractive several offworlders, many of which Retasu had never seen before or only heard of briefly. Things were changing for sure. At first all he had to worry about was the South, now other matters had piled up. No one said the life of a King was easy.
Mazohn, sorry for the wait and short post. When I'm back from traveling from work at the end of the week we can continue and I'll give you a better post!
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Mazohn
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 77
Race: Demon
Dice: 3d46
EXP: 2,028
Zeni: 463
HP: 690
SP: 365
Transformations:
Makyo Mutation (+d20)
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Post by Mazohn on Jan 28, 2017 12:37:39 GMT -5
Mazohn's temper started to fray as the guards continued to stall for time. Could they not see how horribly outmatched they were?! All he needed to do was flick a finger with a modicum of effort and they would die. "Right." A ball of ki formed in Mazohn's right hand, "Either you get out of my way in the next 10 seconds, or I'll use the skeleton key." As Mazohn raised his hand, the ki grew to the size of a spacepod. He cocked his head, staring at the suddenly terrified Sayians, "So, what will it be then?"
Luckily, at least for the soldiers, the King of the Apes chose that moment to appear from his hidey-hole, "Ah, just the man I wanted to see. Don't worry." He flicked a hand, sending the guards crashing into the wall with a wave of pure force, "I don't take offense, though maybe you should train your guards to be a tad less suicidal next time!" Chuckling, he eyed the warrior. He was strong, a little more powerful than Zeroth, but Mazohn had grown so much since that embarrassment of a fight. "I was beginning to wonder if your species had any fighters worth fighting, but you have fulfilled my expectations. Just in case you are wondering, I am Mazohn of the Demon Realm." Mazohn spread his arms wide, allowing his full power to burst forth in a red aura!
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Post by Retasu on Feb 1, 2017 22:15:10 GMT -5
Retasu would watch as the being would let his energy erupt around him, sending his guards flying off and crashing into the sturdy walls around his tower! With Mazohn's reveal to being aligned with the Demon Realm, Retasu's stance would switch into a defensive once. His legs would squat down somewhat, his right arm coming up high behind him, his left one held out in front of him with his palm open. He wasn't able to full read another person's power without a scouter, but the explosion nearly pushed him back as well, hitting up against him like a furious wind. And it felt different, it felt malicious in nature.
"I'm not sure what someone from the Demon Realm is doing here..." In truth, Retasu knew nothing about any realm of Demons, but it didn't sound like they were bound to be comrades. Or maybe he was being too hasty, and this "Mazohn" just wanted to talk? Any indication of that was thrown out the window, however, once the Demon attacked his guards. Retasu saw that as a threat and an attack on himself and his Empire. "But anyone who attacks my people is not welcome here. See yourself out, Demon. Or I'll remove you from here by force." A serious tone in his voice matched a serious expression on his face. "And I can promise you, this is not a fight you will be looking forward to." Instantly, an aura would explode around Retasu, light blue in color, swirling up from his feet until it covered his entire body like a giant, blue flame. He'd call upon his full power for this one, if it was needed. The aura pulsated around him, the initial explosion pushing some dirt and rocks away from in forcefully.
Something told him he'd be needing that power. Daikondu seemed to be quite a popular planet lately, and all the offworlders were nothing but troublemakers.
Mazohn
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Post by Retasu on Mar 20, 2017 22:10:52 GMT -5
( Hey, Mazohn. Let me know if you still want to do this. I'm still down! )
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Post by Retasu on Apr 25, 2017 17:52:51 GMT -5
Mazohn +365 SP New Total: 2,580 SP Adding now. Majin Mumbo , need you to grade mine here. Thanks much.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Apr 26, 2017 9:25:56 GMT -5
Retasu:
647 SP gained.
New Total: 3015 SP.
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