Android Omega
Low Class Poster
Posts: 13
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d26
EXP: 100
Zeni: 850
HP: 20
SP: 812
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Post by Android Omega on Nov 20, 2016 22:12:59 GMT -5
Omega was becoming very confused as she wandered through the forest alone. She has escaped the laboratory of Dr. Cyborg only a few hours ago, but she had already begun searching through every ounce of data she had on her situation. She was also slowly unlocking a few memories from her past life. Jessica was her name. Well, it was her name before she became Android Omega. Her humanity was buried under her programming, and she was finding it difficult to access her old memories. In fact, it was far more efficient to scan her databases for information than to dredge up the past life that she could never return to.
So far she had determined two things. She remembered that she had been forced to undergo whatever experimentation that had taken place to make her what she was, so she knew that she could no longer trust Cyborg. However, she also had enough memories to know that she hated her life before this. So in a way, perhaps Cyborg had done her a favor. At least now she would have a new purpose. If only she knew what that was. She was starting to conclude that leaving the laboratory had been premature. She should have tried to find out what Cyborg and the Professor had been hiding from her. They had to have some secrets that weren’t a part of her programming.
She didn’t know whether to return now, or to continue wandering aimlessly. As she debated this, she soon found herself coming out of the forest. It was nearly dark, but she could see lights ahead in the distance. A small town, perhaps? She didn’t know who or what she would find between her present location and that village, but she had nowhere else to go.
“I guess I will head that way and see where that gets me,” she said aloud. Thus, the Android known as Omega began walking toward that lone village, the forest behind her, and a large expanse of open fields ahead.
WC: 338 PWC: 338 TWC: 338
Dice: 4d26 EXP: 100 PL: 500 HP: 20
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Majin Kazam
Low Class Poster
RETIRED / ARCHIVED
Posts: 22
Race: Majin
Dice: 2d33
EXP: 280
Zeni: 0
HP: 40
SP: 0
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Post by Majin Kazam on Nov 28, 2016 19:42:32 GMT -5
[ 2d33 // EXP: 280 // PL: 1,400 ]It had been some time for Kazam, too. The Majin had fought some weird boy a while ago, a swordsman, in a blind fit of rage and remembered none of it. He regained his composure only to find the young boy beaten and bruised, and his backpack empty. He enjoyed what little beef jerky was provided to him, though and as soon as he had found him Kazam had flown off, away from the Southern sector of Earth-2 and onto a new adventure. Although something kept nagging him at the back of his mind, something that he needed to do, but what? The sad truth is, Kazam would never find out or really remember without someone reminding him. The chances of that were slim, as well.
Instead of figuring out his true purpose, the tubby Majin was instead fast asleep. Laying on his back on the main road out of the forest, he had those mitt-like hands clasped together over his large belly, eyes closed and breathing heavily. Even though he had no nose, or even nostrils, a snot bubble deflated and inflated with each breath he took, like one of those anime cartoon characters! Like this, he looked as peaceful as one could be. Completely the opposite of the little devil he transformed into when he went toe to toe with Dian Xin. He was donning his usual garb, of those white and yellow striped pants, a black vest with a green, puffy collar around his neck, which came out to two separate capes behind him, almost like wings. On the ends of each tip were two bells, on his booted feet he bore the same two bells. He looked more like a jester than anything, but at the moment he was sound asleep and dead to the world.
A wild Majin Kazam is blocking the road!
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Android Omega
Low Class Poster
Posts: 13
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d26
EXP: 100
Zeni: 850
HP: 20
SP: 812
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Post by Android Omega on Nov 29, 2016 8:48:31 GMT -5
Omega stopped suddenly when she saw a massive object in the road. She had never seen anything like it before, and so she approached with caution. Large, pink, and wearing some outlandish clothing, Omega determined that it was alive. "What an unusual creature. There is no information in my database that matches this anomaly. I must investigate further," Omega declared, as she got closer to the Maajin. Walking in circles around the sleeping being, Omega began to run a few preliminary scans. Her sensors did the best they could, under the circumstances, but there really was no way for her to know just exactly what parameters would be ideal to compare to a member of this new species.
Omega had no reason to continue her travels toward the village, and her cybernetics allowed her to forego things like food and sleep, so rather than continue past the sleeping Majin, the red-haired girl decided to investigate further. Her data on this creature would be limited only to what she could observe, so she wanted to compile as much information as she could before moving on.
"The creature seems to be able to breathe without having a nose, as evidenced by the mucus forming a bubble where one would usually find a nose. My ki detectors can pick up traces from this creature, so I have concluded that this is not one of Dr. Cyborg's experimental Android models," Omega spoke aloud, not caring if the creature would wake up. She had no reason to believe this creature would become hostile, and even if it did, she wasn't exactly the helpless young girl she had once been.
Now, she was reaching out to touch the creature, poking and prodding it's large abdomen lightly. "Flesh is soft and has an unusual feel to it. It has similar qualities to rubber," Omega's note taking continued, and she didn’t seem intent on stopping anytime soon.
WC: 319 PWC: 657
Dice: 4d26 EXP: 100 PL: 500 HP: 20
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Majin Kazam
Low Class Poster
RETIRED / ARCHIVED
Posts: 22
Race: Majin
Dice: 2d33
EXP: 280
Zeni: 0
HP: 40
SP: 0
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Post by Majin Kazam on Nov 30, 2016 0:13:12 GMT -5
The beast continued to take those long, deep breaths in and out, that snot bubble shrinking and growing larger with each one. He was total unaware of the female around him, perhaps because she didn't give off any sense of energy that Kazam would be able to feel. It was an odd trait, he didn't quite know how he picked it up but he was capable of sensing the energy of living things if he concentrated hard enough, which was close to never. For the most part, those ki signatures would be picked up from people if they were flexing their power in any way. He was too lazy and absent minded to care otherwise. He just remained on his back, sleeping like a newborn and snoring softly as the day continued to darken around them.
That is... until she poked his large stomach.
As the lovely cyborg prodded her finger into the rubbery flesh of his large stomach, Kazam's eyes would bolt open in surprise, as if he were struck by a thousand volts of electricity. Immediately, the large Majin began to laugh hysterically, and at the top of his lungs. So loud, in fact, any of the animals that had drifted off to sleep in the surrounding area had woken up and ran off, birds flying in all sorts of directions as the sounds of flapping wings filled the forest. As for Kazam, he continued to roll around on the floor, as if over exaggerating the entire thing, holding his stomach while continuing his laughing fit. "WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Was he being serious? All she did was poke him once, maybe twice, THREE TIMES the most and he had completely lost it. Eventually, he'd finish rolling around and stopped in front of her, slowly coming to one knee as his wiped his tear filled eyes with an arm, breathing heavily as his laughing began to die down. "Hahaha... oi, OI!" Eventually, he'd come to a full stand a place fists onto his wide hips, a deep frown on his face as he stared at the girl. "WHY YOU TICKLE KAZAM WHEN KAZAM SLEEP?! RUDE!" His slightly high pitched voice would echo throughout the forest, a grumbling growl forming in his throat before suddenly he appeared to calm down. Standing straight again, he'd let his arms hang to his side, one finger going up to his mouth as a bit of drool formed on one side of it.
"Uhm. Does girl have any food? You're a girl right! Kazam can tell! Kazam is smart!" He'd flash a wide grin, proud of himself by being able to distinguish this person's obvious gender. "So. Girl have food, eh? Feed Kazam for tickling when he sleep?"
Android Omega
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Android Omega
Low Class Poster
Posts: 13
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d26
EXP: 100
Zeni: 850
HP: 20
SP: 812
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Post by Android Omega on Nov 30, 2016 23:09:12 GMT -5
Omega stepped back quickly, her combat protocols instantly kicking in, but she stopped short of actually attacking. The creature had awoken and was laughing hysterically, almost overly dramatizing the entire situation. In fact, everything about this creature seemed overly comical and overdone. The laughter, the bubblegum appearance, and even the shrillness of this odd creature's voice. Whatever it was, Omega had nothing to go by in her database, and so she remained on guard.
"Food? You want food?" Omega asked, slightly thrown off by the abnormal request. Her light tough had sent this creature into a fit of laughter, and now it seemed to want food. Analyzing this creature that seemed to go by Kazam, she noted the sentence structure was at a childish level, the creature appeared to be extremely proud of the fact that it could discern Omega's gender, and the way the being carried itself overall, which all made her deduce that this being was either a child of whatever species it came from, or perhaps it was just intellectually at a lower level than the average adult human.
"No, I do not have any food. You are blocking the road, get out of the way," Omega said, her tone sharp and demanding, the way one would speak to a small child. She folded her arms across her chest and glared at the large, pink creature. She decided that further analysis would prove unnecessary, and so she decided that she would continue on to the small village up ahead, but first, she had to get past Kazam.
WC: 260 PWC: 917
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Majin Kazam
Low Class Poster
RETIRED / ARCHIVED
Posts: 22
Race: Majin
Dice: 2d33
EXP: 280
Zeni: 0
HP: 40
SP: 0
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Post by Majin Kazam on Dec 3, 2016 21:42:16 GMT -5
Her overly angry tone caused Kazam to blink a few times. She reminded him of someone, a few bits a pieces of a memory forming in his small brain, but overall nothing too groundbreaking. In actuality, it didn't last long as he came to the realization that she didn't have any food due to her response. Well, that was a shame, wasn't it? The one thing Kazam loved to do after a long, relaxing nap like that was to eat. Especially when the nap ended so abruptly, at least according to his own opinion of it. As the girl crossed her arms over her chest, Kazam would do the same, as if mocking her. "No food. No pass." Is wasn't like he could stop her, per say. She could just... walk around him? But, Kazam had a certain charm with people and as far as his last meeting went, it ended in violence.
He would tap his foot impatiently, the little bell at the tip of it jingling each time. "Kazam hungry. You wake Kazam from nap. So YOU feed Kazam." The entire village that was at his back may have housed several delicious morsels for Kazam to eat. However, the Majin was quite lazy and horribly absent minded. He probably didn't even realize he could go get food himself down there. Instead, he remained as reliant on other people as ever, even if it meant that he had to be as pushy as he was now. Or more. "Kazam WAAAAAAAIIIIITING." That slightly high-pitched voice was sounding more irritable now, that foot tapping at a more rapid pace, forcing that bell to jingle more as well.
Android Omega
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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 Dec 11, 2016 13:36:43 GMT -5
(Hope you don't mind if I drop in) Dice: 3d20 Exp: 0 Power Level:100
Mazohn's bare feet crunched through the underbrush as he ran through what he had learned was called a "forest". It was sort of similar to some stands of twisted rock that could be seen outside his barracks, but it still was fresh and new to the demon warrior. So far he had found nothing worth of note in this strange land, just trees and small creatures that were easily hunted. He had seen some scattered collections of huts that apparently sheltered some creatures that looked similar to his kind, although they had pale skin and were weak beyond compare. He had also learned their language by observation and the few details he had ripped from their hunter's minds, just to be through. All of this had helped him in his final analysis, this world was ripe for the taking.
He then skid to a stop as he heard two voices ahead, one feminine and one loud and high pitched. Upon closer examination he saw a woman and some sort of....pink blobby idiot shouting at each other. Annoyed, he would shout at them from the side of the road, "Why you so loud? You are scaring off my targets and that makes me angry!" It was true that the pair's argument had scared off several species of bird which he had been trying to catalogue as best he could.
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Majin Kazam
Low Class Poster
RETIRED / ARCHIVED
Posts: 22
Race: Majin
Dice: 2d33
EXP: 280
Zeni: 0
HP: 40
SP: 0
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Post by Majin Kazam on Dec 23, 2016 10:21:20 GMT -5
OOC: Looks like Omega is MIA for now, not sure what else to do with this. Kazam is an alt of mine (this is Retasu), so I think I'll just throw this up for grading for SP Gains. Trying to focus on Retasu at the moment.
Mazohn Android Omega
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Post by Retasu on Dec 23, 2016 12:11:30 GMT -5
Android Omega+688 SP NEW STATS:
SP: 1,500 SP Mazohn+148 SP NEW STATS:
SP: 842 SP Since Kazam is my alt, tagging Tartus and Totoma to grade my Social Posts for SP. Thanks, guys.
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Totoma
Low Class Poster
ARCHIVED
Posts: 46
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d41
EXP: TRANSFERRED
Zeni: 700
HP: 615
SP: 1,010
Transformations: Oozaru
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Post by Totoma on Dec 23, 2016 12:53:38 GMT -5
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