Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 5, 2018 10:22:21 GMT -5
The children in Giya's arms woke up the moment she pressed them against her chest and soon after she could feel them suckle away. She rested her chin against them and sighed stating, "Well, seems their extremely perceptive of things compared to normal humans. They go to sleep when I need them to, they feed when I hold them close, and to top it off-" "We can hear everything you're saying mother," her children suddenly stated in unison with clear, telepathic power. "Now be quiet so we can enjoy this." Giya's eyes narrowed as she felt their presences enter her mind and in response to this finished her thoughts with, "-I can already sense them causing trouble with these mental powers they possess." Suddenly she felt her little girl quiver and push herself away from Giya with her tiny hands and feet. Giya held her tightly in one arm and her son in the other as she belted out a loud, "WAAAAAAHHHH!" seconds later. To her surprise, even though she was the weaker of the two. The air around them shook as her aura exploded within her and caused the bed to rattle and the floor the slightly sag. Giya rocked her back and forth on instinct then just simply released some of her power to counter her own daughter's energy. This shut her up in less than a second blue electricity filled the air. Some Arcosians out in the hallway guarding the area dashed in and demanded, "What the hell is going on in here you worthless scum!" Giya would turn to them and with a big smile on her lips answered, "My daughter just was letting off some steam I think so I had to counter it." It was then her daughter curled into a ball and whimpered, "I-I'm so scared... everyone is so scary here." The Arcosians shrugged their shoulders having thought a real threat occurred in the hospital. They slammed their tails on the ground and mumbled, "Dumb ass Saiyans..." before stepping out of the room. Of course, Giya rolled her eyes at this. In her data banks Saiyans had tails usually and definitely not blue eyes like she and one of her children possessed. The other, her son, had green eyes and he had black hair with a few strands of red layered throughout it. They weren't Saiyans! Her son stopped suckling at this point and eyed his sister with contempt. They weren't normal humans either and that's because their brains were equal to the processing power of a laptop; however, one could not say they were androids either. They may have been born to an android woman but they had never gone through the same cyborg making process she had, at least not yet, and Giya was not sure if she wanted to do that to them so soon. After all, some of her incredible traits had gone to them before they were even able to walk. Giya then set her children down on the bed and did one thing a pregnant woman definitely shouldn't have been able to do. She simply sat up turned to the side of her bed, after fixing herself up, and slid out of it to stand on the cold, hard hospital tiles. Her belly sagged as the extra weight on it felt empty. She then shook her head and closed her eyes to mentally process herself through an imaginary training regimen. She lifted weights, ran quite a few miles, punched steel pillars and kicked them to, blasted rapidly disappearing target rings with ki blasts and even did some cycling on an imaginary bike machine. In the real world it didn't look like she was moving or doing anything at all but one would quickly notice the flab of her stomach suck itself back into he body. A little sweat dripped from her brow but she exuded so much energy from her body it evaporated every time it formed. "HAH!" she screeched opening her eyes again and reaching around her behind her to grab her kids. "Time to go Piston and Pulley." She told them giving each of them their names respectively. She had nothing better to do so it was time to head out and let them go for a walk. Giya passed by the guards out in the hospital wing but ignored them like they had her before as she stepped out of it and flew after Tundra's ki energy. It would be years before her children were ready to fight but what better way was there to teach them other than take them to a battlefield. She landed nearby where they had fought before and whistled at the destruction they had caused. Unfortunately, she did not see Tundra go towards the stairs he uncovered so she remained above ground in order to wait for him. She expected him to come back here after she so rudely admitted not everyone died here that was supposed to; at least not all of the important people. "Piston and Pulley, I can't wait for you to meet your uncle Tundra. He's a very dangerous Arcosian who would take your head off as soon as he made you an ally. Be sure to turn him into chopped liver one day if tries to kill, but know most of the time he probably won't." She cooed at her children. At this point though they'd gone back to acting like normal babies and were currently pushed up against her chest once more to get a few Z's. They were so adorable but she was pretty sure if she wasn't careful they be able to manipulate things around her or blow things up in a very nasty manner. She needed to raise them right. Tundra
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Dec 6, 2018 1:10:58 GMT -5
The staircase Tundra had discovered winds its way down into the bedrock of the mountain, leading the crimson skinned Arcosian further and further into the inky blackness. But such darkness was of no consequence to any capable of manipulating and manifesting their Ki - Tundra holds his right palm up, maintaining a bright red ball of Ki that floods his surroundings in its glow for several meters.
Soon, the narrow staircase gives way to an expansive hall. Opposite to Tundra, a pair of thick steel doors seems to have been sealed shut, but Tundra observes scuffing along the floor, revealing the swinging arc of doors that had been opened and closed many times. Though Tundra could not sense the energy signatures of other beings, and was currently bereft of a scouter, the Arcosian surmises that if there were any survivors, they would be behind those doors. Intending to rip the doors open, when the hall suddenly floods with a blinding light! Surprised, Tundra disperses the Ki ball, and covers his eyes, shielding them from being damaged by the sudden burst of brightness.
Before his eyes stop throbbing, Tundra hears whirring all around him, and the sounds of metallic objects unhitching and hitting the stone floor. When Tundra lowers his arms, he sees that he is surrounded by a dozen androids - not cyborgs like Giya, but actual androids. Their bodies are slim, and their elongated skulls are decorated with two forward facing photo-receptors, though none of them possess a mouth. At first, Tundra is unsure of his situation, but upon inspection, determines that the hobbling androids would pose a threat for weak beings, but not to someone like him.
"Interesting..." Tundra mutters as the androids move towards him. "Perhaps the survivors wish a show before their demise. A meager last wish, one I can easily abide."
The Arcosian soldier seemingly vanishes, and appears behind the farthest android. He plunges his hand, fingers pointed outwards, through the machine's torso, littering the floor with shattered gears and servos. Tundra swings his arm, sending the machine flying into a pair of others and smashing them against the wall.
"Such delicate toys." Tundra remarks, setting his gaze on the remaining androids. "It would do me no good to use my Ki underground like this. It seems melee attacks will be sufficient enough, however. To bad machines don't likely feel fear - I will just have to savor the suffering of whoever managed to survive down here."
Tundra decides that dealing with the surviving insurgents, if there are indeed any, would be best done with quickly. Besides getting Panel situated, Tundra still has the upcoming mission to Pulume to prepare for, after all. GiyaRetasu - confirming whether or not you will be able to SL Mod Dr. Ichigo. If not, let me know
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Awamori
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 72
Race: Human
Dice: 2d49
EXP: 3,800
Zeni: 4,085
HP: 490
SP: 768
Transformations:
Power UP!! (+d10)
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Post by Awamori on Dec 7, 2018 21:47:15 GMT -5
"So, you've come..." The voice of an old, seemingly frail man could be heard down the hall from where Tundra had been attacking. "I have to admit, I did not think that we would need to deal with your kind so soon, but it seems our luck has finally ran out." The voice was coming from the darkened hallway. After the assumed destruction of this underground facility, all that was left was a few android creations and one Doctor Ichigo. The rest had either been killed or ran away, most of them were dead, however. "I also did not expect you to come for a second look. I should have planned my escape a bit earlier. Damn this old and slow moving body of mine."
Emerging from the shadows was a single old man, dressed in some fine looking clothing and a long coat, leaning gently on a can. Most of his body was upgraded with robotic parts, though being his own test subject the upgrades indeed looked primitive. Nearly most of his head and face were made of an certain alloy, as well as most of his hidden body, like his hands which were covered in white gloves. "I'm not sure what it is you wish to find under here, aside from myself and a few drones. Have you come to collect our unpaid taxes, Arcosian? We are a non-profitable organization, my lord, perhaps you've made a mistake?" A hint of sarcasm in his voice, not moving any further out of the hall to meet the being. Though he was well aware that no space between them would keep him safe.
"I assure you, whatever it is you wish to find is not here." His one human eye narrowed slightly under a bushy brow, the other robotic one whizzed a bit and rotated somewhat, almost like a chameleon.
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 8, 2018 0:41:25 GMT -5
Giya suddenly felt Tundra's energy shifting beneath the earth near her. It was thanks to this she managed to quickly follow him once more and found the staircase he used. It was dark but Giya simply adjusted her eyes to a night vision mode that made them glow orange as she descended the stairs. She makes her way through the hall she finds at the bottom and soon stops behind Tundra staring out at him as he faces down a fair number of robots simply made compared to her with human like features in terms of structure but no real skin, eyes, etc. to mistake them for them. They instead have big antennae and long faces to go with their weird state of appearance.
"Look what we found my children..." she cooed to her kids still held tightly in her arms as she made her presence known. She sensors picked up on Dr. Ichigo now a few meters away with his fine white coat and gloves. She could sense half of his body since it was still organic but the other half was metal like the robots before her and she herself. "...Isn't it odd I missed this man even though he's a half of what I am? I should be grateful because now he can make us better."
Her children's minds, though in a state of rest, awakened. They opened their eyes and pointed at the robots. They reached out with their tiny fingers wanting to touch them. She could sense they were curious. She had completely ignored Dr. Ichigo's words save his last ones from the moment of her arrival as well as Tundra's words. The reason she didn't ignore the last ones at least was she wanted his body parts, his research, and his androids. They had been what she had been built from when she upgraded from her more child like state into the woman she was. It was simply a masterpiece and to know he was alive pleased her because she could get what she wanted from him now. She had only used his help in order to preserve herself and now thanks to the flock of children in her arms she wished to do so even longer. Every advantage would be hers to take if he only surrendered himself to Tundra and let himself be used like her parents had been by the Arcosians.
He was concerned the Arcosian was here to tax him but now that Giya was here she felt he should be concerned for potentially becoming like his own research. Discarded! An evil smirk followed this thought and she rocked her children back and forth in her arms to calm them down. She was a little concerned they might use their powers before Tundra got a chance to answer, capture, or kill the man. She didn't want them to cause the old timer to escape due to some mistake.
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Dec 8, 2018 1:40:46 GMT -5
Tundra hears the voice before he sees the source, but listens politely regardless. When the cyborg wanders into view, Tundra inwardly feels repulsed by the being's appearance. But when the old cyborg stops speaking, a malicious grin appears on his face. Tundra clasps his hands behind his back, and slowly begins walking towards Dr. Ichigo, each step measured and intended to increase the understanding of hopelessness.
"Come now, you give yourself too little credit, I am quite sure that I have indeed come across something I want. Perhaps I could find enjoyment in your wit, resigned though it may be." Tundra replies, stopping to turn towards the sound of footsteps behind him. When Giya enters the room, cradling two infants in her arms, Tundra's grin widens. "Ah, Android Giya, you seem to have had a successful delivery. Welcome to the party."
Tundra turns his attention back to the old cyborg, but doesn't close any more distance. The Arcosian soldier takes a moment to observe Dr. Ichigo, deciding to consider the frail appearance as a ruse. Androids, properly designed ones, never quite looked as powerful as they truly tended to be.
"Now then, you say that there is nothing here for me, but there you are. You are a sufficient find, and I do intend to make the fullest of this opportunity." Tundra continues. "I am going to ask you questions, and you are going to answer them truthfully. If you refuse to tell me what I wish to know, I am going to convince you to speak. If I suspect that you are foolish enough to lie to me, I will likewise be forced to use more... invasive methods."
Tundra adopts a polite, conversational tone and body language, but the malice and violence burning just below the surface is still evident.
"Android Giya here graciously contacted me some months ago, and is responsible for leading me to your little hideout." Tundra tells the cyborg candidly. "I am sure that you understand the situation this puts your homeworld in. Earth Two has become a primary target for the Neo-Planetary Trade Organization - we can't abide insurgents coming to Gokkano so brazenly, after all."
Tundra begins pacing to the left and right, his eyes never leaving Dr. Ichigo.
"Android Giya spoke to me of your ring leader - a human named Awamori." Tundra tells the doctor, "Her information on this person is limited, but I'm sure you know quite a bit more. And unlike my superiors, I like to know my enemies before I destroy them. So, who exactly is Awamori? What does he specialize in? What does he look like, specifically? How many, if any, worlds are aligned with your insurgency? And which, if any, planets are these specifically?"
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Awamori
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 72
Race: Human
Dice: 2d49
EXP: 3,800
Zeni: 4,085
HP: 490
SP: 768
Transformations:
Power UP!! (+d10)
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Post by Awamori on Dec 14, 2018 20:58:02 GMT -5
The elderly Cyborg stood there, watching as the one known as Giya made her presence known, two children held tightly to her. He could only assume these were the children that she was pregnant with when he last saw her, when she was transferred into this new body. She had betrayed Awamori, it seemed. It wasn't like Awamori to trust someone so easily, it made the old man feel bad for him in a way. Knowing Awamori, however, this was all a part of his plan. Ichigo's attention turned back towards Tundra as he once more would speak. "I see, I see. So, you take what this woman has said to be complete fact, without so much as looking for yourself? Perhaps I am not the only one who easily trusts a young woman in this room, Arcosian."
Ichigo remained still, not moving even the very real face of danger. Arcosians were a threat, and Giya was quite powerful herself. However, the old professor really did not have anything left except for himself. They had done quite a number on his base of operations, while he was able to survive somehow. "Earth-2 would be a waste for you to make a target, unless you are looking to make it some vacation home for yourself. And Awamori is a waste of your time as well." He finally moved some, releasing an exaggerated sigh out from between his lips, his mustache blowing a bit in the wind as he did so. "The Earthling's only desire is to protect his home planet from unwanted attention. I am sure that his home world's fighting tournament, which opened up the intergalactic borders for Earth-2, only further spurred his desire to do so. We became friends, both with a desire to protect that which we hold dear. For Awamori, it's Earth-2."
The one good eye of Awamori narrowed then. "I do not know how old you are, Arcosian, but whether you were alive during the orders of the original PTO to eradicate all Saiyajin life or not matters little. What Awamori wanted was a relic of that war, a mech that was created by an ancient race of brilliant minds, all but extinct by your people's wretched hands..." Ichigo was almost shaking now with rage, he knew he did not stand a chance here, but he wasn't afraid. Fear had left him long ago after learning he was the only one of his people left. "I pity the Earthlings, if you must know, for being a physically feeble race, for being unable to defend themselves from brutish, simple minded creatures." He would smirk if he could, but his lower jaw was firmly shut to his flesh, only a metallic voice coming from behind it was heard. "That's all you'll get out of me."
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 15, 2018 17:39:39 GMT -5
Giya turned to watch Tundra and Dr. Ichigo interact she was not sure what to say to either of them quite yet as they got especially deep into conversations about the importance of Earth and Dr. Ichigo himself. She stayed quiet during this time and simply analyzed the anxiety, fear, and rage between the two. After a few minutes of doing so though she took a step forward with both children in her arms and announced, "You're right; Tundra shouldn't trust me. He isn't an idiot though on this as I'm sure some comments earlier during the day quite upset him in the presence of an important leader of his. That said, without my comments I'm not positive we would be here in the first place as you have done quite a number on yourself and the remaining cyborgs here to make them hard to detect." Giya smirked knowingly as she scanned and found some cyborgs had anti-ki sensing technology built into their mainframes. They were based off her new body or she was based off of them, but either way, it's why she was unable to find them before. She'd stop her left foot down hard on the ground that this had outwitted her but calmly stated, "I wouldn't be here and neither would these children had you not rebuilt my past, childish form into this more adult body; however, that's as far as my thanks can go as we will get that information from you. I can sync with your eye for example, rip off your robot limbs and read any programs in them, or simply have Tundra pull the information from you in a less violent manner through intense interrogation. He's in charge here so he gets to decide though." She looked to Tundra and said, "Don't you boss. I should have you know we can simply take the info from him like I explained, or well, come up with something else." She stated eyeing his pacing and deeply inquisitive state. "By the way, my children came out into this world great thanks to this guy so whatever you choose to do don't kill him as I have no plans to. I wouldn't have been able to pop them out into the world or stand up and be here today without his help. After all, he's an alien genius who can't just give us information but maybe even build more lie me or even something like robotic, loyal Saiyans or even parts for wounded Arcosians or other soldiers. We get him to work for us we can kill Awamori quite easily since we won't have tech that can be bested." Tundra
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Dec 16, 2018 2:58:50 GMT -5
Tundra listens to Dr. Ichigo's retorts, smiling all the while. But before he can respond to the cyborg, Giya gives her thoughts on the matter, prompting Tundra to turn his head slightly towards her to better hear her, but the Arcosian never takes his eyes off Dr. Ichigo.
"All good propositions, my dear." Tundra replies to Giya. "I may yet take you up on the more technical methods of retrieving the data I want, but I suspect that, from the way Dr. Ichigo here is speaking, he only possesses precious little information on Awamori that I require."
Tundra then turns his full attention back to Dr. Ichigo, offering a smug chuckle.
"Good sir, if I have learned anything, it is that trust is a foolish detriment. I expect absolutely everyone I interact with to have ulterior motives, and are all fully prepared, and intend, to betray me the instant the situation favors them." Tundra replies candidly to the doctor. "But unlike my superiors, I prefer to test the accuracy of the claims laid bare before me to examine. My habit to test claims did indeed lead me to discovering your insurgency, and the threat posed by the ever advancing humans. Had her claims been false, I assure you I had every intention to obliterate her for the insult of such treachery."
Tundra again takes several steps towards Dr. Ichigo - now he is testing the Doctor's nerves. If the cyborg felt sufficiently threatened, he would attack - unless those upgrades did not offer combat advantages.
"And I would expect more from you, than a feeble attempt at verbal dissuasion." Tundra continues. "If Awamori was so concerned with his planet's safety, he should have never extended his reach here. By setting up this base, he has marked his world as a target himself. I care little for his motives, be it to collect reliquary machines, or to spy on Gokkano - what matters is that he was the first, and won't be the last to invade Gokkano, unless I obliterate every threat now facing the Neo-Planetary Trade Organization."
Tundra smiles ruthlessly, showing no signs of moral imperative. And then, Tundra's eyes would widen, as if he'd just had an epiphany. Then his expression would change again into a savage understanding.
"A technology from an ancient race of brilliant minds... from a war the Saiyans fought..." Tundra mutters, his arms hanging loosely at his sides. As his studies of the N-PTO's history comes flooding back, his hands clench into fists. "You're talking about Tuffle technology..! If the humans are able to reverse engineer Tuffle technology, then the threat they pose is even greater than I realized!"
Tundra clenches his teeth, glaring at the cyborg.
"Of course the human would seek out the Tuffle knowledge - those insects were just as physically feeble as the humans are..!" Tundra growls, losing his polite composure. But after a moment, Tundra pulls himself together, and lets out a vile cackle. "Ohohoho! You've told me so much more than I expected to learn from you willingly! I am truly grateful for your assistance in the matter. You've convinced me, Dr. Ichigo! I'll make certain to have Awamori watch as his race is systematically exterminated before I end his miserable existence as well."
Tundra tilts his head to the left slightly, giving the Arcosian an almost insane appearance as he leers at Dr. Ichigo with his crimson eyes.
"And so, you show me why my decision to show trust to no one, is truly the better option. Without even thinking, you betrayed your friend by giving me even more of a reason to consider the humans to need elimination!" Tundra taunts the cyborg. He turns back to Giya, grinning. "As for your request for me to not kill this being - I will need more of a reason than your feeling of owing him your whelps' lives. Sentimentality has no purpose in this situation whatsoever - an enemy of the Neo-Planetary Trade Organization must always be eliminated. Fools like him will never use their knowledge for the Organization's benefit. So convince me with a better reason. If you can't, then he dies. His mere presence is an audacious offense, one that must be corrected." AwamoriGiya
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Awamori
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 72
Race: Human
Dice: 2d49
EXP: 3,800
Zeni: 4,085
HP: 490
SP: 768
Transformations:
Power UP!! (+d10)
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Post by Awamori on Dec 17, 2018 22:18:36 GMT -5
The old doctor kept his focus on Tundra, glancing over at Giya to speak with her finally. "It won't be up to you, my dear, whether I live or die. Or even if I help you on whatever path you plan to walk. I will not be helping either one of you, or your wretched organization for that matter." His focus then went back to Tundra. "Tch'... how dare you compare me to that race of simpletons. The Tsufurujin technology could never compare to the things that I, myself, created in my prime! Why, I had heard a rumor that the original PTO simply handed them all of that technology in order to combat the approaching Saiyajin, who turned out to be quite the loyal slaves themselves until their own extermination. No. I am not one of those damned Tuffles. It figured I, of all people, need to give someone like YOU a history lesson!"
Ichigo remained firm in his stance, not moving as Tundra approached him suddenly. "What you must know, Arcosian, is that this base was set up by myself many, many years ago. The original PTO had my planet destroyed because of our ties to the DAIKONDU Saiyajin. The bastards enslaved us for our technology, but we fought back, I FOUGHT BACK!" His voice had risen some, a clear anger in that metallic echo sound, gripping his cane tightly. "I am the last of my kind, the last of the Bakujin! Greatest minds and inventors in the known Universe. I created TEN incredibly powerful mecha, with the intent of enslaving the Saiyajin in return for what they did to us, and using them as living generators. Yes, the mechs run on one's life energy, their ki if you will, and the Saiyajin produce an infinite amount of it, or close to it. Why, they are even comparable to someone like me, or her." His free hand idly gestured towards Giya as he said "her" before falling back to his side. In some way, saying this mocked Tundra's own power as being finite.
"But my plan failed. All of my creations were destroyed after eradicating most of the Saiyajin home world, doing YOUR PREDECESSORS A FAVOR, taking care of the Saiyajin for them, and all it got us was our planet being destroyed by you bastards. With my last bit of strength, I attached myself to a space craft, sending myself here, to Gokkano. And even though I was defeated by your superiors, I smiled knowing that my Androids were thriving on Daikondu, building themselves an Empire, having killed nearly all the Saiyajin, awaiting the return of their grand ruler, ME... until that... that imbecile Saiyajin returned with such an incredible power, all of my Machine Empire was annihilated. A.. A SUPER Saiyajin they called him! Kizuki. The same awful man that came to my planet, army in tow, and enslaved all of us!" The old doctor was shaking now, but a sense of calmness was within him as well, knowing it had been several hundred years since Kizuki's death, and no signs of the Saiyajin returning to a grand power were in sight. "But... it has been many, many years since then and I hear whatever is left of the Daikondu Saiyajin are in civil war, tearing each other apart, once again doing my work for me."
He was quite for a bit, before continuing. "I was able to get my hands on one of those mechs, and rebuild it completely after making a secret base of operations here. Again, Awamori is a friend, a man who wishes to protect his people. If you wish to disturb him then so be it, but remember it took a legendary warrior to defeat my machines the last time. Something YOU are clearly not. Hmph, I knew my days were numbered, so I never imagined I would get my revenge on those bastard Saiyajin, but it was a nice dream, I suppose."
At this point, Awamori lifted his cane up some, revealing a button on the side of it. "If anything, even if you must destroy Earth-2 and kill Awamori, do yourselves a favor and make the Saiyajin next." Quickly the button was pressed with a resounding "CLICK" echoing throughout the hallway. Ichigo's body began to shudder some before slumping over, still standing. That metallic eye flashed bright red, before the whining sound of something quite destructive began to whirl within the old doctor's Cybernetic body.
A bomb.
And it would explode, despite all efforts to extinguish the detonation, whether the duo (with the children) decided to leave before it or not.
What would happen was a large, dome shaped explosion would occur, swallowing up the underground base once and for all, vaporizing everything and everyone within it.
It was likely that Tundra and Giya escaped, just in time to see the aftermath behind them.
Lots of dialogue here but Ichigo is no more. He activated a high powered explosive in his body and blew up the base. Of course, ya'll have enough time to escape, but I wanted to get all of that juicy dialogue out and let you guys continue rather than hold you up.
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 26, 2018 17:23:35 GMT -5
Slowly but surely Giya began to realize as Dr. Ichigo prattled on in response to Tundra's interrogation and her own questions that he was useless. "Earth II this, Awamori that, Gokkano this, PTO that, Saiyan this, Daikondou that, Tuffle this, Kizuki that?" She had no idea where this last person came from but it did not really matter. She shut him out until she heard the only thing that mattered to her, a loud, "CLICK!" that revved her into action. It was a bomb and this newly made mother instinctively knew what to do. She turned from the blast and with all the energy in her body bounded up into the air crashing through the roof of the bunker just as heat, energy, and flames followed behind her. She'd call out telepathically, "Tundra! Did you think he was going to do that because that was close!" as she fell through midair and landed outside of what would have been the rubble leading down to the staircase to said bunker. She'd then look around and wonder if Tundra had fled from the blast like her or simply withstood it with brute strength. Then she'd look down at her children tucked against her breasts and sigh. They were happily sleeping and still very much alive. Such a close call though remade her think her strategy on how to proceed. Earth II was a hotbed for imbeciles like Dr. Ichigo he said something about it himself so she needed to take care of them. She'd then look around once for Tundra and sense that he was indeed alive but the smoke was masking his presence. "Tundra!" She'd cry out now with her voice rather then telepathically, "I'm going to head off now. I think it's time to go attack Earth II, but before we do I'm going to go prepare some things! Don't be too surprised when I come back with one of my children or both looking quite different! Just be sure to get all of us on a roster for the army and clearance to attack that planet!" She intended to upgrade them with all the knowledge she acquired in the past up to this very present day. It was time to make one of them or both into killing machines that would slaughter the humans for trying to hurt her or her family. Giya was quite different than the usual N-PTO soldier thanks to this new motherly side of her and her upgraded emotions, yet she was still willing to destroy whatever she could. Earth II was going to be in for something worse than hell if Dr. Ichigo was correct on them trying to defend themselves. Giya intended to capture them, tear them apart, and turn them against each other until none of them were left. TundraNote: Sorry for the long wait.
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Dec 30, 2018 1:16:43 GMT -5
Tundra listens patiently to the heavily modified cyborg, his theory of the Tuffle technology being involved quickly being tossed aside. His eyes narrow, and his head tilts slightly to the left when the being calls itself a Bakujin - a race of beings that Tundra had only seen in a short footnote during his long studies. Much of what Dr. Ichigo claims are new to Tundra, and others are simply confirmation of the short notes he'd read. In all honesty, the precursor to the N-PTO must have determined that any race that had been destroyed didn't need a place in their historical records.
Which mean't that any Bakujin art must have been carelessly allowed to be wiped from existence as well. A shame, that. Unlike his superiors, Tundra preferred to keep mementos of races they cleared out to make planets ready for their clients. When the cyborg speaks of the Saiyans, and their supposed Super Saiyan, Tundra's attention focuses ever more. He had disregarded the so-called Super Saiyan as here-say, mean't to discourage the N-PTO from attacking Daikondu.
Now, there was more to substantiate the claim. However, no mention of a current Super Saiyan had reached the N-PTO. But this news of the Saiyans engaged in a civil war was quite a morsel of information. When the cyborg claims that the machine he'd rebuilt is too powerful for Tundra to defeat, he smiles at the challenge. But before Tundra can give his rhetoric, the cyborg lifts his cane and reveals an activation button. Tundra needn't ask what it was for, because the flashing eye and unreasonable sound emanating from the being was more than enough to clue Tundra in.
Bombs were of little concern to Arcosians, given their natural ability to withstand incredible, destructive situations - but Tundra wasn't interested in testing his personal durability.
"MOVE!!" Tundra shouts to Giya as he turns away from Dr. Ichigo. Somehow, Giya decided to go straight up, through the ceiling and somehow through more than a hundred feet of stone and dirt to reach the outside. Tundra follows fast, feeling the heat of flames as they rush after him. When the two breach through the ground, Tundra kicks off the corner of the new hole in the ground, getting himself out of the way as a geyser of fire erupts through the opening.
Tundra silently observes as the ground below shifts, first cracking and rising several feet before imploding, burying whatever could have possibly served as concrete evidence. A minor setback, considering the details Dr. Ichigo gave him so willingly. Now, Tundra had quite a lot of information to go on, regarding Awamori. Now he knows that the human possesses a machine to fight for him, and that the human was absolutely here. These insurgents were now irrevocably connected to Earth II, and that's all he needed to know.
The Humans would pay for daring to oppose the N-PTO so brazenly. And then, unbidden, Tundra hears Giya's voice in... his head? The Arcosian soldier looks around as she speaks, and finds her, still carrying her children. He flies over to her, shaking his head.
"No, you may upgrade yourself and your children for whatever you wish, but you must not act alone against the Humans." Tundra tells the woman. "Consider if Awamori has had time to further upgrade the machine, and gain more allies. If my short time on the planet showed me anything, it is that it has powerful defenders."
Tundra clasps his hands behind his back, smiling at Giya.
"It would be far better, tactically speaking, to prepare ourselves properly, and attack with multiple units." Tundra tells her calmly. "And if what he claims of the Saiyans is true, then perhaps I should pay them a visit beforehand. They will likely have kept better records of the Bakujin - and a former slave race re-emerging would likely draw their attention."
Tundra glances at her children, still smiling.
"The more we have to bring to the front for battle, the better." Tundra continues. "I still have another matter to take care of before I go to the Saiyan world to speak with them - I ask that when I go there, that you accompany me as well. I admit, it angered me for you to tell me that the base had been cleared, only to bring up the possibility that there could have been survivors to my superiors. You very nearly had us both killed. But since returning here allowed many details to be clarified, I will forgive you for that. But talk to me if you have doubts like that again." Giya
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 30, 2018 12:30:01 GMT -5
"Sir, but I'm gaining more and more power. We need to strike quick while we might still have the edge in that." Giya states to him tapping her forehead to indicate her increasing ability to use thoughts to speak. She'd only developed recently but it was going to be a helpful skill. It would be best to assault them with these kinds of abilities that, like the humans, were trickster like. She'd place both her children on her shoulders then set her hands on her hips as she continued, "I'd guess I'd like to upgrade them but we don't have the time it seems. I think I can get one of them in fighting condition with the upgrade methods I have in mind for them but beyond that I'm going to have to wait to make the other child I have here fighting ready through similar methods you all upgraded me into an android in the first place." She made it clear though she intended to go with him by giving him an equally big smile yet a slight frown too at him telling him about her own doubts. Her priority was to make one of her children an android and beyond super human levels of fighting capacity. Since her daughter might have a similar build to her she might be the best to start with. Considering the way the humans were fighting or might fight them she did not think it was good to take the detour to the Saiyan home world first before going to Earth. They knew where the trouble makers were and should squash them now while they had this info. She didn't want to tell him this for although she was free to he was her leader and he made the decisions. If she was going to Daikondou she might as well go with no resistance in her tone of voice. TundraNote: I think it's probably a good place to stop here.
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Dec 30, 2018 13:16:29 GMT -5
Tundra smiles at the cyborg.
"By all means, my dear, gain all the power you possibly can." Tundra tells her. "Become a bastion against our foes, and one day soon, we will run over all who dare to oppose the Neo-Planet Trade Organization!"
Tundra glances at the children.
"You have more than enough time to modify your brood. Do so, I look forward to seeing more warriors to competently serve the Organization." Tundra tells Giya, still smiling. "In all likelihood, Daikondu will prove to be an interesting visit, if anything. If possible, I would like to identify which side of their civil war would be easier to press. We help that side defeat their foes, and then we convince the winning side to serve us. With force, if necessary."
Tundra stretches his shoulders, seeming to be getting soreness out of his neck.
"Well then, I suggest we get moving. I doubt this weather is good for your brood." Tundra tells the cyborg evenly. "Look forward to the future, Panel, you and I shall surely have a hand in the downfall of all that dare oppose us..."
Another fun thread, Giya. The plot thickens...
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Tundra
Upper Class Poster
"Planets are but baubles to be collected."
Posts: 128
Race: Arcosian
Dice: 3d62
EXP: 12,917
Zeni: 713
HP: 930
SP: 0
Transformations:
Brute Form (+d20)
Assault Form (+1d)
Final Form (+1d10, +2 Max GP)
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Post by Tundra on Jan 2, 2019 12:20:54 GMT -5
Got some SP Grades and Zeni to hand out! Giya - 7,338 SP and 336 Zeni Awamori - 1,837 SP and 92 Zeni Raspberry - 2,149 SP and 107 Zeni Adding these now.
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Jan 2, 2019 15:08:00 GMT -5
I'm going to give Tundra 7667 SP
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