*@* Dragonball SU *@* It Begins

[Mystic_clown]

Psycho Soldier Gamma
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It seemed like Gamma would get his desired test a bit earlier than expected. Why didn’t he notice that this man was in the same division as him before? Oh well, he was strong, and now they were about to fight. A perfect opportunity to test his true capabilities.

The emotionless android silently stepped into the ring, opposite his opponent. He didn’t put on any battle stance or anything. He simply stood there. Though anyone watching closely enough could see he was in fact hovering a couple of inches or so off of the floor.

Everything seems to freeze for a moment, the two combatants remaining perfectly still before everything just exploded.

Both men rocketed towards each other. Gamma was the one to throw the first strike, aiming a roundhouse kick at Van’s head. The supposed human however managed to catch it and swung a fist to uppercut the android. Gamma leaned back, causing the first to fly harmlessly past his head before he swung a punch at his head. Van released his leg and ducked, dodging the fist. Using the momentum from his punch, Gamma spun around and aimed another kick, this time at his mid section.

Van however was able to dodge it and once again catch his leg. Not willing to give the android another chance to attack, he gripped his leg tightly and swung him over his shoulder, intent on slamming him into the floor. Gamma however managed to put his hands out in front of himself, softening the blow. Van then aimed to bring his fist down onto the android.

Suddenly though, he felt a force slam into him, propelling him upwards and off of Gamma. The man managed to catch himself however before he hit the ceiling and floated in mid air, looking down at his opponent. By that time, Gamma had righted himself up and his floating a few inches off of the ground, looking up at Van.

Van than shot downwards, foot ready for a stomp. However, as Van had predicted, the android shot backwards, causing Van’s stomp to hit the floor, causing the stone to crumble weakly against the display of power. However, in less than a second, he propelled himself forward towards Gamma, sending punches and kicks flying. Gamma tried to duck and weave through the blows, but eventually took a kick to the chest, propelling him backwards.

Van quickly got behind him, intending on landing another blow. However, utlizing the momentum the kick gave him, Gamma brought his elbow back, catching Van hard in the jaw. Before he could recover, the android grabbed hold of him and threw him behind him. He slide across the ground before springing himself back onto his feet, putting some distance between him and his opponent.

The two then stared at each other in silence, before a small smile and a chuckle came from Van’s lips.

“Well, that was a good warm up,” He chuckled softly, “But now it’s time we got serious isn’t it?”

Gamma, with no emotion on his face, nodded as he began to levitate in the air.

“Indeed. The demonstration, is now over.”

[Asilynne]

Name: Retasu (Japanese word for Lettuce!)
Race: Saiyan (Planet Vegeta)
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://asilynne.deviantart.com/art/R...Gorin-15296564 See link for (old) drawing of Retasu. Shes the tall one in the pic. She wears Saiyan armor of course only the symbol is new for the new leader of Planet Vegeta. Her saiyan armor is typically green and white with tan trim. She does indeed have a tail and uses it to express her emotions at times.
Personality: She is a very driven individual, will do what needs to be done despite the cost to herself. Has a high sense of honor and duty, and a strong sense of the way things "should be". Is very much against the new bloodline that rules Planet Vegeta, even though she was raised in an Elite family, she believes that the "elitist" way of thinking is an unwanted lingering remnent of the Frieza regime and thinks it should be done away with (more about this in history). Hates anything to do with Frieza of the new Leader of Vegeta, and longs for the "old days" of saiyan heritage thats told about in her family's oral history. Sees the old King Vegeta and his child son (the Vegeta we all know and love) as heroes, and firmly believes that only the great Prince Vegeta could have killed Frieza, thus freeing her people 100 something years ago. Is relatively serious, and believes her mission to Earth is nothing to joke about, so she doesnt have much of a sense of humor. Although what little sense of humor she has is of a rough sort lol
History: Born to Elite parents, she was groomed early on to have a noble sort of upbringing, and she strove to surpass the power levels of her peers. Her family was "in the closet" Vegeta supporters that have laid low and escaped the Purging, but continued to pass down their Anti-Frieza/"King" Ninjin beliefs. (If its ok to name the new King of Vegeta Im naming him King Ninjin, ninjin=carrot lol.) Therefore she was taught early on that just because she was a noble, doesnt mean she can slack off, because a commoner can work hard and have a higher power level than a noble with enough training. Because of this philosophy of her family, she was incredibly driven to excel in her youth and beyond. Her enthusiasm for being the best didnt go unnoticed, for even though she didnt have the highest power level on the planet, she had amoung the highest of the Noble Class, and this encouraged King Ninjin to fix an arranged marriage with her and his son Prince Bureiki. They were to be wed on her quarter century mark, and seeing as how her family and herself hate King Ninjin and all he stands for, they helped her escape into a pod off Planet Vegeta, despite the fact this would be considered treason. To protect her family from King Ninjins wrath after she was gone, she left a transmission for him saying she had gone off to claim a few more planets for the Saiyan Empire as a wedding gift, and would be back within the year. Which of course is a dirty lie. She figures that if she can locate the descendants of Prince Vegeta and bring them back to Planet Vegeta before she is due back, not only will she not have to marry the Kings son, but she firmly believes that all Saiyans will fall behind the true heir to the throne and the Ninjin line will be out for good. Her reasons for doing so arent entirely selfish, but it is the impending wedding that is forcing her family into action after so long laying low. If she is allowed to marry into the Ninjin bloodline, the resistance will end with her, and she cant allow that to happen. Ninjin would make sure any of her children were Ninjin loyalists. I will start my first post with her landing on earth.
Techniques:
Russian Roulette- Retasu makes 5 copies of herself, which all fight the enemie(s), if a fake Retasu is grappled or shot with energy, it will explode doing damage to the attacker.
(Other techniques will be added later)
Relationships: Open. Ill offer to be the blood transfusion donator for Blademasters char, but its up to him.
Other: Her aura is green and white, also she has never seen a true super saiyan, and believes that only those related to King Vegeta can become one (historic events have been fragmented over time).
Theme Songs: Shinedown- Second chanceHistory/leaving theme
More themes to come as I find them.

~~Retasu~~
Sometimes running away is the best option..

The coldness, the emptiness of space was all around me.
It had been for a little over a month, as I traveled away from my home planet towards the planet called Earth. I had instructed the computer to locate the planet with the highest concentration of Saiyans besides Planet Vegeta itself. Though the name Vegeta hadnt been used for that planet in more than a century, I would never call it anything but its rightful name. During the first week away from home I was elated, even excited, both rare emotions for me. It felt good to be away from the policies, and having to hide my unpopular beliefs from all but a select few of those who felt the same. It felt free.
But now as I shifted in the small leathery seat that certainly wasnt designed for anyone comfort, that 'freedom' felt stifling and oppressive. I was sick of dried nulik rations and I longed to bathe in cool water instead of the tepid recycled water on a coarse cloth the ship provided. I spent my days checking the ships computer for information on the other saiyans in the galaxy (there wasnt much), tweaking my scouter (though it didnt need it) and dozing. I was ready to land.
And finally it was nearly time to do so. Looking out the small viewing window on the side of the capsule I saw the blue, white and green planet tilted under me as the ship began its descent into the atmosphere. I felt the familiar leap in my stomach as suddenly the planets gravity began to pull, and weightlessness began to fluctuate. The sleepy, dozing, half-dreamy state I had been in for months ended with a snap as the ship began to vibrate with the forces being exerted upon it. My fingers flew over the controls, making last minute adjustments. I instructed the computer to locate an area with a high population of higher power levels, logically this would be the area where the most saiyans. The King of the planet (which would of course be Prince Vegetas offspring) would obviously want to live in the largest saiyan controlled city. Then, when the computer located this area, I instructed it to find something having the dimensions of a landing pad. It didnt take long to find one, but on this planet the landing pads were square instead of round. I found this odd but then, it was to be expected. I doubted this would be the last of the oddities I found.
Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, calming myself and preparing the words I would say when I found the offspring of Prince Vegeta. I would need to balance between respect and dignity, for if I showed too much of my excitement on meeting him it might come off as too much of a weakness. I had to be careful even here, because if I could find this place so could one who might recognise me here. And if anyone from Planet Vegeta found out what I was doing here, I wouldnt be the only one in trouble. They would get the names of other resistance members out of me, that was for certain, and even worse, they would find the Princes male heirs and kill them, ending the line for good. I would die before I let that happen.
The planet below started to show detail, I saw oceans of deep blue water rush by, tiny islands dotted with trees and marshes, and finally the oceans and islands gave way to a stretch of land, and finally to the landing pad and the source of high power levels.

Suddenly my console erupted in a thousand tiny flashes of light, and a beeping sounded. It appeared that the landing pad was surrounded by thousands of lifeforms, with power levels so low my computer didnt even recognise as life from that high up. Upon closer examination it appeared that they were humanoid, but by the time it registered to me that I had miscalculated it was too late to shift course.
A half a second later my ship crashed through what wasnt a landing pad after all, but a square of white marble, and right outside was one registered lifeform and a creature which didnt register at all looking very confused with the situation. But it wasnt until the door of my ship hissed open that I realised how little I knew about the planet which held the hope for the saiyan people.
The collective gasps and boos of the thousands of weak people which surrounded the square was deafening, and never before did I feel so unsure of things.

Never before did I feel so...lost.
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Its like no Budokai is allowed to finish lol Sorry if I did anything wrong, I was trying to think of how to actually post and get involved so I went with the most direct way, feel free to react any way you want Also sorry if it sucks, Im barely home nowadays and its become hard for me to switch tracks and think about something thats creative instead of practical >.<

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Hope you don't mind Asilynne but I am going to ninja your story.

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After fight more opponents Sandor had made quite of a collection of the black armbands which now clad her arm almost engulfing them. As she moved around the back room where all the competitors came after their matches she scouted around and saw the most of the people left weren't giant muscle machines like she would have thought. But instead they were mostly relatively short people in comparison to some of the fighters but she could sense they had extrodinary powers. She also saw the pink haired guy and the odd man with the guitar come back from their match against each other but she couldn't determine which one was the victor of the match.

"Are you my next victim?" came a booming voice from behind Sandor.

"What colour group you in?" asked Sandor to the voice as she turned around.

"Black" replied the voice. As Sandor turned around she saw a giant pterodactyl like creature standing behind her, though she didn't sense much power coming from him just brute strength.

"Oh ok" Sandor replied in a chirpy tone of voice "Lets get it over with"

The monster just looked down at Sandor with a confused look at his opponents calmness. Both combatants walked out onto the field and waved as they looked around to see all the people watching them. As Sandor scanned the crowd she saw what appeared to be a Namekian, she got this weird feeling that she had been watched by him before. But she couldn't determine if he was a threat or not.

"Lets get this over with missy" murmured the beast

"Fine with me" concured Sandor.

With that the crowd began to cheer and jeer for the fighters. A large boom cracked the air as everyone looked up into the sky to see a small object crashing towards the ring. The object got closer and closer to the battlefield before landing in the middle of Sandor and her opponent. Sandor's foe watched in amazement as a brown haired women exited the capsule and stretched her body.

"This doesn't seem good" Sandor whispered to herself as she assumed a battle position.

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Tag: anyone

[Heald]

Zaito Zhin

It seemed all hell had broken loose. Zaito wondered if this was par for the course in terms of the Budokai: two fighters had already broken into a fight and the announcer seemed to be at a loss for words. To make matters ever more confusing, a space capsule had just crashed in the centre of the arena, effectively destroying the main fighting ring. Thankfully, this intrusion had caught the attention of the two fighters who had now paused their fighting. The announcer took this chance to restore order.
"Okay, remaining combatants, please return to the fighter's quarters while we sort this out," he requested. The combatant with a guitar chuckled.
"What? Some alien, and a pretty powerful one from what I gather, has just crashed into our tournament, and you want us to just ignore it? Besides, there's still the matter of our preliminary deadlock."
The announcer began waving his arms frantically.
"We'll deal with it! Just please return to the quarters!"
A Namekian stepped forward and began walking towards the capsule.
"Leave this to me," he said calmly. Zaito heard some mutterings in the background.
"Who is that guy anyway? I didn't see him enter the tournament?"
"That's Furuto you fool!"
Zaito turned and looked at the Namek. Zaito's sensei had sometimes spoken of the Guardian of the Earth, and the Dragonballs, and the Namekians who protected them. He had heard Furuto was one of them.

They all watched as Furuto walked towards the confused woman who had stepped outside of the space-craft. It seemed she had a similar energy reading to the other Saiyans, suggesting she herself was Saiyan. Furuto began talking to her.

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Okay guys introducing an NPC here.

Name: Furuto
Race: Namekian
Age: 30-ish
Gender: Male/Gender Neutral/Whatever
Appearance: Built and looks like Piccolo and wears similar white robes, although has a red gi.
Personality: Solemn and thoughtful, he isn't as violent or angry as Piccolo but is still as down-to-Earth and stern. He lives to watch over the Earth and its guardian. He doesn't usually act friendly except to those he is on personal terms with, such as the Earth's Guardian.
History: Born and raised on Namek, he was good friends with the Namekian who volunteered to be Earth's new guardian once the previous one had died. When his friend told him he was going, Furuto volunteered to go with him in order to protect him and help keep watch over the Dragonballs.
Techniques: Nothing special, just the usual flight and beam attacks. He is good at hand to hand and defensive combat. He also possesses the skills of more powerful Nameks such as item conjuration and being able to disguise himself in the form of a weaker being, such as a human. He is not the most powerful warrior on Earth though.
Relationships: None.
Theme(s): Character Theme
Other: He found Mr Popo's magic carpet in the Lookout when he moved in and uses its teleportation ability when he needs to descend from the Lookout quickly.

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Furuto

This woman Saiyan seemed confused by the scene that greeted her arrival on the Earth. Furuto began walking towards her and she looked at him step into the ring, noting that he had acknowledged her arrival.
"A Namekian? On this Saiyan planet? What's going on?" she demanded to know.
"I think you're mistaken. You're on a human planet, and you're disrupting this tournament."
She looked around and saw thousands of spectators yelling at her and noticed the collected fighters standing at the edge of the ring. She began clocking their individual power levels on her scouter, ending up back at Furuto.
"Hmm...2000. Well, I guess there are some strong people on this planet after all."
Furuto noticed she had a tail and said,
"Saiyans have been welcome on this planet for quite some time, but if your intentions aren't good, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
She smiled and threw her hair back.
"By you, Namek?"
Furuto stepped aside and pointed to the assembled fighters.
"These here are the 8 strongest fighters on the planet, at least of those who entered the tournament, including Saiyans like yourself."
Her ears pricked up and this revelation.
"In that case, stand aside Namek, I need to meet the descendant of King Vegeta immediately," she scowled, walking straight past him and towards the assembled fighters. Furuto frowned and folded his arms. What exactly was this girl up to? If she was here to kill people, she probably would have done so already, but he could tell she wasn't here to fight, unlike the 8 other fighters who were in the tournament.

[Master of Paradox]

OOC: I'm confused as all hell, but when has that ever stopped me?

[Van]

On New Namek, if you climb a certain mountain, you will find a series of standing stones. A clay jug is at their center. Fill this jug with any liquid - blood, wine, urine - and it shows a map. Follow this map, and you will come to a deep pit, with a rope attached to its lip.

At the bottom of the pit, chiseled into the stone, is a drawing of a man identical to Van Osiku.

Some of the Namekians claim that drawing was there before they got there. Others say that it, the standing stones, and the jug only appeared after a sudden, harsh storm a year ago.

Van spun in the air, body twisting around as the android threw him, and then skidded into a three-point stance, neither his jug nor his guitar disturbed by the motion. He brushed off his pant legs and adjusted his hair, chuckling for a moment as he took out a borrowed cigarette.

“Well, that was a good warm up,” he said as he lit the cigarette with a borrowed match. “But now it’s time we got serious, isn’t it?”

The android, with no emotion on his face, nodded as he began to levitate in the air.

“Indeed. The demonstration is now over.”

Then there was a whistling noise overhead, and both of them looked up, watching something descend into the ring like a falling st-

The impact threw out a shockwave that knocked Van onto his rear end. He shook his head and rose to his feet, taking a drag on the cigarette as he muttered, "The heck was that?"

"I do not know," the android replied, looking intently at the stadium. "But I sense something with extraordinary power has just landed."

"You can tell through the other fighters?"

"Yes. It's that strong."

"Well, damn," Van muttered.

At that point, the announcer declared, "Okay, remaining combatants, please return to the fighter's quarters while we sort this out!"

That line caused Van to break into a full-blown laugh, causing the android to look at him. Clearing his throat, the short man pointed a cigarette at the stadium and explained, "I swear this happens every Budokai Tenkaichi. We never get a normal one these days." He paused, and then added, "The fight has to wait. I'm not going back to the fighter's quarters. You?"

"No. This warrents further investigation."

Nodding, Van took off at a run. He tensed his muscles as he reached the coliseum, and then sprang up, rebounding off the wall of the building until he was on the very edge of the wall. This gave him a view of what was going on down below.

Taking another drag on the cigarette, hoping nobody saw him, Van Osiku watched the goings-on below him.

[Kuro Espeon]

Yay! I'm finally posting! @.@ I'm assuming there are still open slots for people that made it to the finals since only 5 of the main characters mentioned it. Not that it really matters now that Retasu has crash landed into the arena...lol

Name: Kiyabet (Saiyan name)/Kura Satou (Earth name)
Race: Saiyan (full)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: About 5'6 with a curvy but well-toned figure, she is obviously no push-over, but doesn't show off her strength. She has tanned skin tone with dark green eyes, and shoulder-length medium brown hair that normally hangs loose, but is tied back when she's fighting. Generally wears black pants of material similar to the Saiyan battle suits, a fitted green tanktop, black studded belt and combat boots. Also wears black arm bracers, and has a tattoo of the letter 'K' on her right shoulder blade. She also has a set of Saiyan battle armor, but prefers not to wear it.
Personality: Due to the events of her past, Kiyabet/Kura has a rather icy personality. With a fierce gaze and serious demeanor that rarely softens, many view her as cold and stand-offish. However, if one ventured into a lengthy conversation with her they would discover her tendency for dry, almost sarcastic humor. Kura is the epitome of self-serving behavior, only acting in her own interest. Even though she is a strong fighter in her own right, she avoids battles unless there is some benefit in it for her. This is because she distrusts both sides of the conflict, Planet Vegeta Saiyans and Earth Saiyans alike, and refuses to take responsibility for anyone but herself.
History: Kiyabet is descended from the brother of the original King Vegeta. When the fighting on Planet Vegeta began, her ancestors were able to hide their true lineage and avoided the (attempted) execution of the Vegeta Loyalists. Over time, her family established themselves as bodyguards to the elites and Kiyabet herself became a servant of the house of King Ninjin. While she was not a supporter of the new king by any means, she chose to remain quiet about her bloodline, in hopes that one day the true successor would return. She even became somewhat friendly with Retasu, the unwilling fiance of the King's son.
One night, she was suddenly reunited with her childhood friend, Kabu, when he was arrested and thrown in prison for conspiring to overthrow King Ninjin with a budding resistance movement. Kiyabet was set to guard him, and she ends up rekindling a former affection for him. When she learned that he was to be put to death, Kiyabet decided to help him escape and assist him in his plot to assassinate Ninjin, Their plan was soon discovered, however, and after a brief battle, they managed to get to a small ship and flee Planet Vegeta. They escaped together to Earth and joined up with a band of Saiyans already residing there. Soon after, Kiyabet and Kabu got married and adopted Earth names and Kiyabet became Kura Satou.
Even though they lived happily together for a while, things took a bad turn when one of the other exiled Saiyans, a man named Spinak, became enamored with Kura, and plotted to get Kabu out of the picture by spreading a rumor that he was a spy for King Ninjin. Spinak managed to gather a small group and ambushed Kabu while Kura was gone. A female Saiyan named Peal, who didn't like Spinak, told Kura what was going on and she rushed back, only to arrive moments too late. Finding her husband dead in cold blood, Kura flew into a blind rage and chased after his killers. She managed to find and kill some of them, but the ring leader Spinak was nowhere to be found. Feeling guilty at not being able to save Kabu, this experience altered Kura forever, and from that point on she vowed to never get close to anyone again, and withdrew into a solitary shell. Since she has reasons to despise both the Saiyans from Vegeta as well as the Saiyans from Earth, she never fights for one side or the other, only entering into fights that have benefit for her, while constantly keeping her eyes and ears open for information about the whereabouts of the one responsible for Kabu's death. 4 years later, she decided to enter the famed Tenkaichi Budokai, for the prize money as well as rumors that Spinak may also be present there....
Techniques: Kura uses a combination of Saiya-jin fighting style and Earthen battle styles like Jiu-Jitsu and Hapkido. She also has a couple of special attacks.
-Ki-blast - standard energy attack common among Saiyan warriors.
-Kuro Kakumei - Born from her anger and grief at her husband's murder, Kura developed the emotion-based attack, Kuro Kakumei. The attack draws on the negative energy of the opponent, such as anger, aggression or sadness, and channels it through the user into a blast of dark energy. Presumably, the angrier or more anguished Kura can make her opponent, the stronger the attack will be.
-Onryou no Genkotsu - translates to "Fist of the Vengeful Spirit." All of the user's energy is focused into a single point of the body, normally the fist or leg, and is used to make powered-up attack. While this gives a temporary boost to offensive power at that point, it cuts defenses in other areas of the body and leaves the user vulnerable if they should happen to miss.
Relationships: Distantly related to Vegeta, and therefore, presumably, a cousin to Shitagi Summers (Master Rudy's character). She is also familiar with Retasu (Asilynne's character) from her time on Planet Vegeta.
Theme(s):
"Life" Theme: "It's The Only One You've Got" - 3 Doors Down
"Battle Theme 1": "Sensorium" - Epica
"Battle Theme 2": "Stand My Ground" - Within Temptation (listen to the chorus)
Other: She still has her tail, but normally hides it when disguising herself as a human. And anyone that wants to have some kind of connection with her, let me know.

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Kura Satou (Kiyabet):
(Shortly before the ship crashed into the arena....)

'How bothersome...' Kura thought with a sigh, glancing around her at the vast array of fighters that had shown up for the Tenkaichi Budokai. Most of them weren't worth much from what she could tell, although there were a few strong power levels scattered amongst them. She had even sensed a few with Saiyan blood, both full and partial. However...there had been no sign so far of the one she had actually come looking for.

Kura herself had gotten through the strength test with ease, scoring a 595 even after slightly pulling her punch. She was never one to show off. She wouldn't have even come to this tournament if there hadn't been some profit in it. The money was only part of it... her true motivation had yet to show his face, if he were even here at all. She had made it a point to keep her senses tuned for Saiyan power signatures and discreetly checking on them as she could. While waiting for the preliminaries to start she had spied two young males, both with respectable power signatures and traces of Saiyan blood, but neither who she was looking for. She also saw a girl with partial Saiyan signature conversing with a strange looking fellow with pink hair and a stone-set facial expression. The two seemed incongruous... but evenly matched, strangely enough.

As she passed into the finals, beating out the other fighters in the Yellow group, it became apparent to Kura that she was the only full Saiyan competing, not that she was making any attempt to draw attention to that fact. She preferred to remain under the radar as much as possible, not really wanting any kind of interaction with the others. She had even hidden her tail under her clothing, so that only the most astute of competitors would even have suspicions.

'If Spinak is here... he'll be in the stands somewhere....'

And now the tournament had begun, even if it had been somewhat sudden. Two of the finalists, the large, black-clad man with pink hair from before, and a human male who had been playing a guitar up until this point, had taken it upon themselves to begin their brawl without hesitation, and no one was about to stop them. She had resigned herself to moving back to the waiting area with the rest of the fighters, standing slightly apart from the rest of them, to watch the fight unfold.

However, as she was waiting for her turn in the ring, silently scouting the area, her senses picked up a strange power signature. It even seemed familiar somehow... But it wasn't in the arena... it was from up above, drawing closer and closer to Earth, as quickly as a bullet. Shortly after that she sensed something else, a bit farther away but still enough to be noticeable. But this time, instead of an individual, it was a group. How very strange... it couldn't possible have been a coincidence. She looked around her to see if anyone else had sensed it, but it seemed as though her immediate company were all preoccupied with preparations for their own matches. Deciding that it was worth investigating, Kura walked out of the fighter's quarters and stepped out toward the main arena. One of the tournament attendants stepped in front of her, hands raised in objection.

"Miss, I'm afraid you'll have to wait your turn in the holding area! There's already a match in progress and we can't have anyone interrup-" The attendant was cut off suddenly as Kura grabbed the front of his shirt and lifted him off the ground, pulling him close so that his face was less than an inch from hers. She spoke very slowly and coldly, giving him a look that could've turned Medusa to stone.

"I'm going...to get...a soda..."

Without waiting for a response, she threw the man aside, slamming him against the concrete wall before continuing on her way. After exiting the holding area, she turned left and began to move around the outside wall of the arena, glancing over occasionally at the battle in progress. But before she could get very far, the energy signature surged and broke through the atmosphere. Kura looked up to see a small pod plummeting toward the Earth. Collective gasps from the crowd were heard as everyone watched the ship slam into the middle of the ivory arena. As the hatch opened up and a woman in full Saiyan armor emerged, Kura's face became a mixture of surprise and confusion. It was no wonder she had recognized the power signature...

"Retasu?" She said out loud, but only to herself, "What is she doing here?"

Bah, sorry that was so long, and a bit rushed there at the end... but I was trying to introduce my character and play catch-up at the same time, lol. Anyone is welcome to notice/interact with Kura if you'd like.

[Asilynne]

~~Retasu~~
Im a new soul I come to this strange world...

The Namek wasnt important.
Neither was the crowds of low level humans, nor the mindless group of cleaners who were inching forward tentatively with push-brooms as they stared, shaking in their boots at my ship and the mess it apparently made. I didnt even spare them a disdainful look.
Why would the great Prince Vegeta, who destroyed Frieza and freed our planet, choose to stay here rather than return home? That question had haunted me many times in my life, but unfortunately the only man who could answer that was long dead. I only hoped his offspring realized his responsibility to his race's home.
I studied the fighters the Namek had referred to as I stepped past him. My scouter worked quickly to label their power levels and race compositions for me. Human...various part-saiyans (how disgusting), namek...machine? Nothing very impressive. Then a thought struck me. What if Prince Vegeta neglected his duties and did not seed an heir? What if my entire mission, my entire lifes work, was for no reason?? Anger and fear bult within me at this thought and my voice rang out clear and cold.
"If anyone here knows the whereabouts of the offspring of Prince Vegeta, step forward now! If no one can tell me where he is I will destroy this place and move on until someone can give me a correct answer!"
At that the stands erupted in panic. Instead of facing my challenge with honor the weaklings in the stands nearly began to kill each other trying to get away. I could see the so-called strongest fighters on the planet begin to stir, but it was at that moment I heard a voice admist the din that I thought I would never hear again.

"Retasu?"

Turning to look at the source of the voice I saw the face of a ghost. "K....Kiyabet?! How....but youre dead! You were killed trying to escape from prison!" I ran over and grasps her arms, not believing the image I was seeing was solid at first. Kiyabet smiled grimly. "I see the propaganda on Planet Nin...Planet Vegeta hasnt changed since Ive been gone. What are you doing here?!"
I sraightened up, the business at hand returning after the momentary shock. "I am here to find the Offspring of Prince Vegeta and end the reign of the Ninjin family once and for all. Did Kabu escape with you? Ill need all the backup I can get."
For a moment, Kiyabet looked very far away, and I could see a shadow come over her face, but as soon as it appeared it was gone and she was all business again. "We dont have time to catch up Retasu. Something is coming."

Amid the chaos I looked up at the sky, my scouter working. Whatever skills Kiya had picked up on this planet were...superior to my scouter, for I couldnt detect anything at the moment. But I didnt doubt her, if she was one thing it was reliable. She had saved my life more than once before she died...er....escaped.
I charged up my ki as I continued to stare up at the sky, waiting for whatever it was to get close enough for me to see. "Ill take your word for it...."
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Blah sorry if it sucks >.< anyone feel free to jump in!

[Heald]

Shimuto

"Cooling fins deployed, shields operating at 92% efficiency, two minutes to landing."
Shimuto nodded as the reports were relayed to him by the crew. He was standing in front of Rothax, who was sitting on his throne, both watching intently. Shimuto could sense a vast amount of life-force emanating from the planet. This was certainly one of the most populous planets that they'd ever set eyes up. The blue planet grew as they drew closer to it. Suddenly a siren began to ring as a warning light appeared.
"Sir! Unidentified craft approaching from the stern! It's approaching at over ten thousand clicks per second!"
Shimuto stood forward.
"Bring up the monitor!" he commanded. A monitor lowered in front of the crew and showed a pod jetting towards Earth.
"Take evasive action!" he yelled. The crew frantically began adjusting controls, but one yelled out,
"Too late! It's coming past now!"
Luckily, the capsule jetted mere kilometres from them, overtaking the ship and breaking Earth's atmosphere.
"Did they follow us?!" Rothax yelled. Shimuto pulled up a dataread from the navigation console.
"No, their trajectory into this solar system was completely different. Plus that's a ACU-2000 model."
"So?" Rothax spat.
"It's a ship used by what was King Cold's empire, then used by their several vassal planets, but it bore Saiyan markings. The power signature inside showed a single power, definately a fighter."
Rothax laid back and pressed his palms together.
"Are the Saiyans here for the Dragonballs too? Those monkeys can be a pest," he pondered out loud. Shimuto awaited his next command.
"Continue to locate a Namekian power source, if there are Dragonballs, there must be Nameks."
They broke Earth's atmosphere and they stared with anticipation as continents, islands and seas came to form in the oceans.

"Sir! We've located one! We can land within 500 clicks of the source."
Rothax slammed his fist on the arm of his chair.
"Do it! We must get those Dragonballs as soon as possible!"
Shimuto turned around and watched as the crew began operating the landing controls. The ship was now flying over cities. He looked down on the Earth and saw a large concentration of people, many of whom had great power. The ship screamed over a large stadium and within thirty seconds had landed in a vast plain many miles away.

Rothax stood up and the entire crew came to attention in front of him. The team was around 30 strong, and consisted of several races.
"Bring me that Namek! You 5, bring him to me. The rest of you, Shimuto, you gather some intel."
Shimuto nodded and they left the ship. 5 of the warriors powered up and headed off to find the Namek. The others stood at attention in front of Shimuto.
"Okay, you five, get back into the ship and keep everything running smoothly. You guys, scan the nearby territory and keep a watch. And you guys, go search in the nearby towns."
Shimuto turned and looked around. He breathed in the air; it was clean, fresh and calm. No wonder this planet had so much life. The sun beat down on him with a warm temperature, and the occasional wind cooled him down.
"Nice planet. I wonder how long it's going to stay that way."

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Okay, the ship has landed, and 5 goons are heading towards the stadium. If you want to deal with them, or not, it's up to you.

[Mystic_clown]

Psycho Soldier Gamma
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Gamma stood back and watched as the two saiyen women had their little reunion. It would seem like these two knew each other from a while back, and were probably close as well due to their reaction to eachother.

Both their power levels are quiet adequate, much like that saiyen male from before. It’s surprising that he didn't enter this tournament. Oh well. I should keep an eye out for them in the future. That woman’s motives for coming here may be sinister for all we know.

“It’s almost sweet isn’t it?”

Gamma looked over to see Sandor standing next to him.

“Two friends reunited after so long. It’s kinda sweet when you think about it.”

Sweet. Well, that’s one way to describe it. However, Gamma seemed to be the only one who was possibly suspicious of this Saiyen female. Why did she come here? Not for her friend obviously.

However, his pondering over this new arrival would have to wait. He felt a sharp presence coming from the north west. He turned to that direction, focusing on the source.

It’s quite large, but rather spread out. Multiple sources perhaps? The sze would probably suggest five of moderate strength, any less more powerful and bigger, any more smaller and weaker.

“It would seem like we have company,” Gamma spoke to noone in particular. Not even checking to see if anyone heard him, he slowly began to ascend, floating up high above the arena, waiting for whoever it was to arrive.

They are heading this way. It shouldn’t be long.

[Kuro Espeon]

Both their power levels are quiet adequate, much like that saiyen male from before. It’s surprising neither of them have entered this tournament.

((OOC: Uhhh, just so you know, Kura DID enter the tournament, lol. She just never got around to fighting. ))

[Mystic_clown]

Oh, ok. Sorry. I'll edit it.

[Blademaster]

Sorry I'm late to the party...

Basawe

"You want my help...?"

The Namekian who called himself Hammer nodded. "Whatever is coming, it's too strong for any one fighter. You're a Saiyan, and that makes you one of the strongest warriors on this planet. If whatever is out there is as bad as I think it is, we'll all need to band together in order to fight it off."

Basa was about to reply, when the faint energy he'd been detecting suddenly skyrocketed; a loud whistle echoed high overhead...

CRASH!!!

Basawe and Hammer turned to the arena, where a pod had just crashed down in the center of the stadium.

A pod whose design Basa recognized all too well...

'Oh, no...' he thought, eyes wide with disbelief. 'No, please... Not here, too!'

Hammer had already run back into the stadium, just as the pod's door opened and a female figure stepped out of it. Basa ran back into the stadium to get a better look.

A female figure... clad in full Saiyan armor.

She looked around the arena for a moment, something resembling confusion on her face, before she called out angrily:

"If anyone here knows the whereabouts of the offspring of Prince Vegeta, step forward now! If no one can tell me where he is I will destroy this place and move on until someone can give me a correct answer!"

Basa went pale, not even registering the other female figure who'd just leapt onto the arena and was now conversing with the Saiyan like an old friend.

'Destroy... and move on...' he thought, memories flashing before his eyes like a Viewmaster's images. 'Just like the rest of the Saiyan race... She's only out for herself.'

Basa looked around, at the humans all around him. Screaming, crying, running, utterly terrified.

'Out for herself and nobody else...'

One of the humans that was running was Phil, who tripped down the last few bleachers and hit the ground with a crack. Whimpering, he pulled himself underneath a bleacher and cradled his arm, eyes squeezed shut.

Waiting for the end to come.

'And she doesn't care who she hurts in the process...'

Basa's teeth gritted; his pupils dilated.

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Up on the ruined arena, the female Saiyan had turned her attention from the crowd to her counterpart, and now from her counterpart to the sky up above. She activated her scouter and scanned the air for any signs of an unknown energy signature...

"I'll take your word for it..." she muttered, turning back towards her counterpart...

Just in time to see the fist aimed square at her nose.

WHAM!!

Her eyes flew open as the punch connected; she spun through the air a good fifty feet before smashing through the wall at the base of the bleachers.

Her counterpart turned to Basa, who still held his fist out, panting slightly.

"That," she remarked, "was a BAD idea."

Sure enough, a second later, the female Saiyan blasted back out of the wall like a bat out of Hell, landing in front of Basa without even so much as a bloody nose.

"So, you weaklings DO have some courage after all." she said, brushing dirt off her armor. "I'm impressed. I thought you were all..."

She paused and looked into his eyes.

"Wait... You're not one of them. You're stronger than they could be... Too weak to be a Saiyan, though. You must be one of those foul half-breeds."

Basa narrowed his eyes.

"Guess again, Princess." he growled.

Then, he reached for one sleeve of his robe, and with a loud rip, he tore it clean off.

Underneath, he was clad in sleeveless Saiyan armor. Orange, brown, and black in color, with white trim and black slacks covering his legs. His hair was like a palm tree's leaves, black in color, and he reached behind his ear and flipped something over it...

A scouter. An orange scouter, of clearly Saiyan design.

The female Saiyan's eyes flew open.

"...Basawe?!" she said incredulously. "The weakest Saiyan ever to disgrace our planet? The freak of nature? Hahahahahaha! How fitting that you'd wind up on a planet of weaklings like this...!"

"I wound up here because I was stuffed into a pod by brainless apes like you and launched into space." Basawe snapped. "I owe this planet my life, and I'm not about to let you destroy it just so you can get information on Vegeta's family tree."

"That's KING Vegeta, you little worm!" she hissed, adopting a battle stance. "...And just how are you going to stop me anyway? Your power level is pitifully low! It's barely registering four digits on my scouter!"

"I've kept a low profile." Basawe replied, clenching his fists. Sure enough, an orange aura flared around him, and the flickering '1' on the left end of Retasu's scouter turned to a solid '1.'

Then a '2.'

"Cute." she said, smiling. "But still no match for me. Kiyabet, give me a few seconds to get rid of him. Then we can move onto the big fish."

'Big fish...?' Basawe thought, eyes focused on the to-be princess of the Saiyans.

"So, Stumpy," Retasu said, earning an icy glare from Basawe from her bringing up his disorder, "shall we dance?"

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OK, Basawe talked to Hammer off-screen, showed up right after the other posts, and is facing against one of the 'cruel, heartless Saiyans' in order to protect his new home and his new friend. The baddies are on the way, and now it's up to you Asi: Will Retasu duke it out with the short-tailed Saiyan she knew and mocked back home, or will the Saiyan Princess put her loyalty aside long enough to deal with a greater threat...?

...

(slap) TAG!

[Asilynne]

Actually, she rejected the heirarchy that King Ninjin put forth which made the lower saiyans subservient to the elites, and wants to find King Vegetas children to get back to the roots of saiyans before frieza came, one based on proving ones self and striving to do better for their own sake and not just being content to be an elite without trying to do better. One where a non-elite can gain respect through training hard and surpassing their own limits. But Ill still fight you ^-^ Ill just make it to where if she teased him in the past it was to keep up her cover, if she took pity on him she would be found out as a vegeta loyalist ^-~

[Kuro Espeon]

Kura (Kiyabet)

'Well now...this is more interesting...' Kura thought, as she watched Retasu square off against Basawe. Yes, Basawe... she vaguely remembered him. He had been considered a freak of nature on Planet Vegeta (or rather, Planet Ninjin), due to a strange birth defect that left him weak. This was considered unacceptable in a warrior race such as the Saiyans. Kura herself, when she had been Kiyabet, hadn't really concerned herself too much with the Saiyan ideals of class and rank, and had seen no point in harassing the guy. However, she admitted inwardly, she hadn't done anything to stop the abuse either.

While she was surprised at the stance that Retasu was taking now, remembering her to be of the same mindset, Kura wasn't about to interfere. There was no point in getting involved, she told herself. 'It's not my concern. I only have to take care of myself.'

Retasu knew nothing of what had happened to her after she had fled their home world with Kabu. How could she have known? So it was only natural that she'd assume that the Kiyabet she once knew would actually care what happened to the Saiyan home land. However... that was no longer the case. Kura, as she was now, didn't care. As far as she was concerned the Planet Vegeta, the Planet Ninjin, was already dead and drowning in the vast ocean of space. Not that she was particularly fond of Earth either. The Saiyans that had fled here had proved to be less of a safe haven then she had hoped for. If it hadn't been for them... Kabu would... She shook her head, trying to shake the evil memory from her brain. 'Anyway...' She thought, 'I can't trust any damn one of the lot! All Saiyan's are lying, violent, self-important creatures. Let them tear each other apart for all I care. They'll have no one to blame but themselves in the end.'

Just then, as if her thoughts had been spoken outloud, a deep voice addressed her.
"You're not going to stop them?"
Kura looked around to see a Namekian, clad in purple, standing beside her. He had spoken to her but his eyes were watching the brewing altercation between Retasu and Basawe. Kura vaguely recalled spotting the Namek conversing with Basawe shortly before the arrival of Retasu's ship, though it hadn't struck her as odd at the time.
"Why would I do that?" She asked, calmly, as if the Namek's suggestion was absolutely absurd. He raised an eyebrow in response.
"Two of your kinsmen are fighting each other, to no greater purpose than to satisfy their own pride, and you're just going to watch?" Huh. So the Namek had figured her out. Bravo. Must be that Namekian intuition...
"Sure," She shrugged, leaning back against the wall. "They're fighting on their own prerogative. Why should I get myself involved in a fight that doesn't have any effect on me?"
"I would assume..." the Namek continued, "That simply being a Saiyan yourself would be enough reason."
Kura frowned, casting the Namek an icy glare. "I no longer consider myself a part of the Saiyan race."
The Namek paused, taking a moment to look at her out of the corner of his eyes.
"Hm. Even so. Those two are both needed to help defend against the approaching threat. I'm sure you've sensed it as well. And if we continue to let them pulverize each other then it may very well mean the end of all of us. Surely, that would be at least of some effect on you?"
Kura snorted in disdain at the comment, but didn't immediately respond. After a few moments she replied.
"Then you stop them, Namek."

She's talking to Hammer, btw. Hope you don't mind, Bear. Feel free to continue the conversation.

[Asilynne]

~~Retasu~~
Regrets dont soothe the ghosts of the past...
"Princess...." I muttered to myself as I fought off the self righteous attacks of Basawe, the weak saiyan who was exiled. "Why do you think Im here?" I yelled at him as I blocked a full on kick towards my chest with both hands, then turned my wrists and sent him spinning away. Rushing forward to catch him as he spun I grabbed his leg again and sent him hurtling into the marble, making even more of a mess. Standing over him, I yelled at him some more. "I hate the Ninjins, and to be forced to breed with one is worse than death!" He flew to his feet and sent another punch straight in my face in mid-yell. I sat up off the floor again, rubbing my jaw. I hope that doesnt leave a mark...
"Quit talking and die, bitch!" Basa howled as he darted towards me, unheeding any sort of caution as he raised his fists high. I took the blows in the chest for the moment it took me to grab his hair and yank him off me. Still grasping his hair I slammed him into the ground again, and before he could so much as utter a word I sat on top of him, giving his head one last slam into the concrete. "You listen to me Basawe.." I said in a low voice laden with cold anger. "I dont have time for this sort of game. If you want to kill yourself fighting me your going to have to take a number." He struggled to free himself and might have succeeded had I not used my free hand to grasp his throat and squeeze mildly. At that he lay still, but his desperate, pained eyes still bored into me.
Frieza is still taking victims this long after its death...
That thought came unbidden, and I shook it away. There was no time for regrets either. "The fate of Planet Vegeta, the fate of this strange world you love so much, right now they are the same. Something is coming, and if it is those who would see my mission destroyed you can bet they would kill this entire world to make sure their job is complete. I will NOT LET THAT HAPPEN!!" I finished off this last sentence with a yell as I flung Basa away from me. Staring him down I spread my hands before me. "Whats it going to be boy?!" I yelled at him, as the numbers on my scouter finally began to register what Kiya had sensed all along.
"Fight me, or save both our planets?!"
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TAG ^-^ Anyone else can get in their point of view before the baddies land, theyre still probably another 30 seconds to a minute away from landing.

[Bear]

Hammer
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"Then you stop them, Namek." the Saiyan woman said.
Hammer was a bit irritated at this response, but quickly suppressed any emotion to maintain his calmness. As he watched the fight in the arena continue to escalate, he began to ponder how to enlist the aid of these fighters to meet this incoming force. With a short sigh, he turned and gazed toward the sky, in the direction of the clustered power levels.
"Five. These are strong, but not the biggest of the group. Must be a reconnaissance team to test us out." Hammer thought to himself, turning his attention back to the Saiyan next to him.
As he opened his mouth to speak, he paused. From the attitude she was projecting, he realized he could not reach her with words. At that very same moment, an idea popped into his head.
"Perhaps this will get her attention." Hammer said to himself, cocking his arm back and thrusting an elbow into her stomach. As she cringed and bent into the blow, Hammer quickly released and shot up into the air, high above the stadium. Looking back down, he saw the girl's head snap upward in his direction, a dark scowl across her face. Before she could respond with any words or actions, Hammer quickly sped off to the Northwest, taking small notice of the readingless figure floating above the scene.
"I hope this works." Hammer thought to himself, "because if it doesn't, I've just added a pissed off female Saiyan to the list of people I'm about to fight..."
Hammer continued to fly, focusing on the 5 approaching power sources.
"They're still pretty far away. Hopefully the Saiyan and that other being will catch up to me by the time I reach them...."

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Referring to you, clown . Just a short post now until we get on the same track. Also Heald, was the Namek you were referring to me? Or that Furuto guy?

[Heald]

Bear: in my Shimuto post, they have no idea there is more than one Namek, so it could be either Hammer or Furuto, which will be explained...now.

Also, thanks everyone for keeping this RPG going! Seeing so much activity is great!

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Zaito Zhin

Zaito looked up to the skies and frowned. He turned to Shitagi and the guy with the guitar, who looked back to him.
"You've felt it too, huh?" the guy with the guitar said. Zaito nodded and they sized each other up.
"Zaito," he said as he put out his hand. The man smiled,
"Van Osiku," he replied, shaking his hand. They looked to the skies and noticed not only had the pink-haired warrior ascended into the skies, so had a Namek and a Saiyan.
"Looks like they're here anyway," Shitagi said and began to prepare to fight.

Sure enough, 5 warriors appeared in the sky, all dressed in the same battle outfits, although all of different races. One began to yell out to the Earth warriors,
"Namek! We know you're here! Come with us quietly and we may not kill you!"
All the warriors set their eyes on these invaders. One of the aliens began to talk to the others.
"Look closely, there are two Nameks down there."
"Hmm, you're right. Better take them both, the boss was pretty clear that we bring them alive, but the rest of these chumps are expendable. What are their power levels anyway?"
One of them began scanning the warriors with his scouter.
"Hmm, there's a 1200 down there, a few around 1000, a couple of 400s, and the Nameks read 1000 and 800 each. Plus, that pink-haired freak has no power at all!"
They all began to grin.
"We're all around 1500, so this shouldn't be too big a deal. Just remember to keep the Nameks alive."
"Got it!"

They all began to power up and attack, and one of them shot straight towards the pink-haired warrior. Zaito was more preoccupied with the one headed in their direction. This guy was around 5 feet tall, a wiry stature and had long claws, white skin, pointed ears and a blue mane. He was heading towards Furuto, who was standing to the left of Zaito.
"You're coming with us, Namek!" he yelled. An energy ball suddenly hit the warrior and sent him flying into the stands. As he sat up and recovered, he readjusted his scouter and looked up at Zaito, who was floating over him, arms in position to fire another energy ball.
"Lucky shot Earthling! Too bad I already know how weak you are!"
He began to try and read Zaito's power level, thinking it was 400, but to his surprise, it was fluctuating wildly as Zaito stared him down.
"1200...1800...now back to 400! This thing is on the fritz!"
Zaito had no idea what that device his opponent was using was called, but he had already guessed he was using it to try and read his power level. Zaito yelled to him,
"Listen, I don't know where you came from, but if you stick around, it'll be the last thing you do."
The alien stood up and floated into the sky, ready to fight.
"Fine Earthling! Prepare to fight!"

The two flew towards each, engaging in a fast, furious punching fight, roughly equally matched for now. Zaito was concentrating as hard as he could in order to keep up with this fighter, but couldn't help feeling a little enjoyment from finally fighting someone on level terms.

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Okay, do what you best people. Also, don't read too much into the power levels I've assigned you: I'm assuming most of your warriors are suppressing their power levels for now.

[Bear]

Well Heald you kinda ninja'd my post a bit, now I just elbowed Kura for no reason . But whatever I guess I'll roll with it for now.

Hammer
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"You're coming with us, Namek!" one of the warriors shouted, presumably at Furuto. As he careened toward the old Namek, an energy ball struck him and redirected him into the stands with a crash. The shocked spectators scrambled to get out of the way of the tumbling body as it reduced section B to a hole of mangled bleacher-metal. Hammer glanced down to see where the blast had come from, and determined it to be one of the contestants, Zaito Zhin, from the program.
"Well, looks like at least one other person here is not friendly with these intruders." Hammer thought quickly, turning back to see the fighter climb out of the stands where he had landed. He shouted something about a lucky shot, and continued his quick descent toward Zaito and Furuto.
"Furuto!" Hammer shouted, seeing his Namek brother in harm's way. However, before he could fly in to help, a power beam streaked by him, inches away from his shoulder. He whirled around in the air to spot another one of the goons staring him down. This one had orange, scaly skin and a tail.
"Blast it, I missed! Well don't worry, once I get my hands on you there will be no missing!" he shouted, powering up and shooting directly at Hammer. As he got closer, he began to rear his arm back, preparing to throw a punch.
"Eat this!" he burst out again, swinging his fist for a cross. Hammer easily dodged the swing, and brought a swift knee up into the creature's midsection. He followed his strike with a quick downward hammer with both fists, driving his assailant into the marble platform with a thud that shook the arena. Hammer quickly retracted into a fighting stance, releasing a little of his suppressed power in preparation for the alien's counterattack. As the creature climbed back to his feet, his faced showed anger as he traced Hammer's power level again with his scanner. He seemed a bit irritated at the reading that came out.
"2000? How dare you suppress your power?! What a coward!" He belted, pointing a sharp-nailed finger at Hammer.
"Coward? I'm not the one attacking in a swarm. Your words tell me you are afraid!" Hammer responded, a sly grin lightly coming across his face.
"What insolence! I shall crush you in the name of Rothax!" He replied, powering up and taking off again toward Hammer. In his anger, his power level began to rise as well.
"This one was suppressing too. Hopefully I won't have to reveal too much of my own to beat him." Hammer said to himself, bracing for the onslaught of the angry alien.

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I wasn't sure what scale we're using for our power levels in this RPG, so I only raised mine slightly. I know that in Z their power levels were in the multiple hundreds of millions, so I didn't know if you intended to replicate that or do something else. Let me know so I don't make myself too buff or whatever

[Heald]

Eh, sorry, I was kinda already writing the post when I refreshed the page and you had already replied when I finished writing it, so I tried to crowbar you in, wasn't exactly sure what you were up to.

Anyway, I'm setting it up so people are about as powerful as the Z Fighters and such were when Nappa and Vegeta arrived, which, IIRC, were between 1200-2000, although grew when they were powering up. Of course, we all remember what Goku's power level was, but that goes without saying, but anywhere underneath 5000 should be fine. The Saibamen were 1200 each.

Here's a helpful link: Power levels comparison

[Blademaster]

Asi: OK, I screwed up your character a bit and you screwed up mine a bit. -.- Let's try and sort this out a bit...

Basawe

'Did I just call her a bitch...?'

Basawe didn't have much time to give himself an answer: In his moment of distraction, Retasu was grabbed by the hair and flung over her, slamming into the ground just before she flipped over onto him in a sitting position, smashing his head into the concrete and squeezing his throat. His eyes widened, the veins at their corners beginning to throb from oxygen deprivation.

"You listen to me, Basawe." she hissed. "I don't have time for this sort of game. If you want to kill yourself fighting me, you're going to have to take a number. The fate of Planet Vegeta, and the fate of this strange world you love so much... Right now, they're the same. Something is coming, and if it is those who would see my mission destroyed you can bet they would kill this entire world to make sure their job is complete."

Her eyes blazed at that point; Basawe uttered a choked cry as he was sent flying through the air; he struggled to catch his breath, spinning crookedly before finally righting himself just inches from the ground.

"I WON'T LET THAT HAPPEN!!" Retasu screamed at him, holding her hands out. "So, what's it going to be, boy?! Fight me, or save both our planets?!"

"Your mission?" Basawe spat, rubbing his throat and dropping to the ground. "To do what? Slaughter another helpless planet in the name of senseless barbarianism? Find information about your beloved king? The king who killed Frieza and then did NOTHING to purge his evil from our race?!"

Retasu gave Basawe a look that could probably kill a lesser being.

"My mission is none of your business." she snarled. "I'm here for information, not a war. YOU attacked ME, not the other way around."

"Because there's no conceivable way that the one who's to marry the prince of our lovely race could possibly be here for a bad reason, right?" Basawe responded. "Give me one good reason why I should trust you, let alone fight beside you."

It was just then that, of all people, the guitarist from earlier stepped up beside him and tapped Basawe on the shoulder.

"'Scuse me Mister... What was it? Bonsai? Bossy?"

Basawe frowned.

"Basawe."

"Right, Basawe." the man said with a nod. "Not to interrupt, but if you want reasons to trust her..."

He leaned in and whispered in Basawe's ear:

"There's five of them right above you."

Basawe looked up.

"YOU'RE COMING WITH US, NAMEK!"

Basawe's eyes widened.

"...That's a good reason." he said.

Within seconds, 2 of the creatures had engaged in battle with Hammer and one of the human combatants. The other three dove down and landed on Retasu's crashed ship. Retasu herself gave Basawe a look that could only be translated as "I told you so.".

"Those your 'friends?'" he asked her.

"Not even close." she replied, raising her fists.

"We're no friendssss of yourssss, monkeyssss." one of the three aliens - a 6-foot reptilian with a snakelike head, a forked tongue, and yellow skin bulging with muscle said. "Sssstay out of our affairssss, or die. Your choisssse."

"I choose the third option." Retasu replied.

WHAM!!

The hissing, snakelike alien went flying as Retasu's boot connected with the side of its head. The two remaining aliens attacked, one of them flying right at Basawe. A furry, almost lycanthropic creature with reddish-brown fur and sharp claws on its fingertips.

'Never a dull moment...' Basawe thought, charging the alien and slamming his fist against its own.

Rothax

Not thirty seconds after ordering his troops and dispatching them, Rothax was surprised to see two of them had returned to his ship.

"What... WHAT ARE YOU DOING BACK HERE!??!" Rothax boomed from the bridge, freezing them in his tracks as soon as he saw them.

"Shimuto sent us back, sir!" one footsoldier with a hilariously scratchy and nasally voice responded. Rothax intimidated him something serious, but he managed to hide it well enough to avoid stuttering.

"What for?!" Rothax demanded.

"To keep the ship running smoothly, sir!" the footsoldier replied as a third, fourth, and fifth soldier returned; one of them was Tennan. "Those were his exact orders; everyone else is searching for the Namekian and information like you said to."

Rothax narrowed his eyes, but seeing Tennan with the group, he waved a hand anyway.

"Fine, fine." he growled. "Go about your duty."

"Yes, sir!" the soldier said, saluting Rothax and scurrying back to his station.

"Tennan!" Rothax barked.

"Yes, Captain?," he replied.

"I have work of my own to attend to. Until Shimuto or myself come back, you're in charge of the ship. Understood?"

"Yes, Captain!" Tennan replied, saluting and smiling proudly. "I'll keep it running like clockwork!"

"That's what I like to hear." Rothax replied, grinning and leaving the bridge. His secret weapon needed tending to...

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TAG!

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Ok I think I got this now, after much reading and figuring out I have 4 out of the 5 enemies descriptions.

1: 5 feet tall, a wiry stature and had long claws, white skin, pointed ears and a blue mane.
2: Orange Scaly skin and a tail
3: A 6 foot snake like alien with scaly yellow skin with bulging muscles
4: A anthromorphic lycanthropic creature with reddish brown fur.

So I got fith then

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Sandor just stood there as the two newly arrived female saiyan supposedly called Kyiabet and Retasu, who had just been punched into the bleachers. As well recenently appeared male wearing a white who seemed to argue alot with each other over something that seems trivial. But before long the female threw out the words half breed which caused Sandor to cringe a little tightening her tail around her waist.

Sandor watched intently as both of these fighters trying to figure out who was who. Suddenly the male took of his robes revealing an identical saiyan armour to the one the female was wearing.

"Bawase" she muttered under her breath "You disgrace of a saiyan"

With that remark Bawase was picked up by his hair and thrown to the concrete beneath before being sat on, Sandor just stared in silence as both of them had a long conversation before a shout screeched across the field.

"Your coming with us Namek" came the voice. Everyone looked up to see 5 creatures floating in the air. With no warning came a shot seemingly came from nowhere and struck the creature who had just spoken. Then in retaliation him and another of the 5 peeled off and started attacking the Namekian's and the Human who had fired the shot. While one of the remaing three shot at Gamma who just stood there.

"Get out of the way" cried Sandor as she ran towards Gamma. Prior to impact a giant blast exploded infront of Gamma and when the smoke cleared, Sandor was standing their with her energy shield protecting Gamma. "I told you to move"

"I could have handeled it" replied Gamma in a calm voice.

"What ever" retorted Sandor. Both Sandor and Gamma watched as the 3 remaining creatures landed on top of the saiyan sapceship. One of them was a snake like alien who hissed quiet, the one standing next to the snake was an anthromorphic fox like creature with red-brown fur. While the last one who was the monster that fired the shot at Gamma was a green humanoid creature with long red hair and a mean facial expression.

"We're no friendssss of yourssss, monkeyssss." hissed the snake like creature. "Sssstay out of our affairssss, or die. Your choisssse."

"I choose the third option" cried Retasu, then with that said she delivered a kick into the face of the snake sending him flying back. After his comrade being smashed for a sixer the fox like alien made his way towards Bawase swinging wildly.

With everyone of his party fighting except himself the last alien with the green skin turned to Sandor. "Well it looks like your mine then girly" he laughed as he sped towards her.

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Yay for fighting?

[Mystic_clown]

Hmm, needs a bit more comedy

Psycho Soldier Gamma
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It almost seemed like the start of a furious battle, with the green skinned enemy shooting towards Sandor, a malicious grin on his face, believing this would be an easy battle. The young woman was ready for any strike he would have for her.

However, something then happened that neither of them expected.

The alien stopped in mid air, a few feet short of his target. Almost as if some force grabbed him and was now holding him in mid-air.

“Hey, what the!?” he cried out, flailing his arms and legs in the air, trying to get free of whatever was holding him. Suddenly, the force in question flung him into, and through, the wall nearby, like a ragdoll.

“What the…” Sandor then turned around, showing Gamma standing behind her, his arm outstretched in the direction.

“I told you, I can handle this,” he said in his usual, deadpan expression. Before Sandor could even answer, he began to silently stride over towards ‘his’ opponent. The green skinned humanoid by this time had slowly risen to his feet, still a bit dazed by what happened. He looked up and gave a sharp glare at the apathetic android in front of him.

“You’ll pay for that you weak little freak!” he snarled, still a bit surprised how something that didn’t even show up on the scouter could harm him. However, before he could do anything…

“Now hold it right there!”

She shot past him like a blur, slamming into the enemy at full speed and sending him flying back. Without so much as a look back at him, Sandor turned to the android, irritation in her eyes.

“He was MY opponent! I called him!”

Gamma’s face remained emotionless.

“He attacked me first. You just got in the way.”

“Yes, but he said he would attack ME. That means he’s MY opponent!”

Now, while this was going on, the alien in question had managed to regain his senses after being sucker punched like that and was now fuming at the two arguing over him. The idea that they were treating their fight with him as some sort of game was infuriating.

“STOP IGNORING ME!” he roared, shooting towards the two. However, before he could land a blow on Sandor (who was closest), an invisible force slammed into him, sending him flying back into the small crater he made before.

Gamma lowered his arm, glaring at the enemy in question.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to interrupt a conversation.”

Sandor sighed. “Look. It’s clear we’re not going to agree, and he’s starting to get annoying. Let’s fight him TOGETHER.”

Gamma nodded silently. “That sounds like the best solution. Now, it would seem like our opponent’s getting frustrated.”

Frustrated was the understatement of the century. This guy was close to bursting a blood vessel in rage. In his mind, he was conjuring up a hundred and one ways to painfully end their miserable little existences.

[Master of Paradox]

[Van Osiku]

An old photograph has circulated for some thirty years. It shows a pair of strange, hooded figures, contemplating a body laying on the ground. The figure on the left is holding a strange green-bladed knife in his right hand, and the figure on the right is holding a shattered jug.

The body on the ground resembles Van Osiku, with his shirt cut open and a set of odd marks on his chest. His eyes are shut, and one arm is bent such that it appears broken. His guitar is at his feet.

There appears to be no background for this photograph, and its photographer is unknown. On the back of the original is written "Mission successful".

The rising chaos in the stadium kept Van's eyes moving back and forth. First a Saiyan had crashed into the stadium, then another one had jumped out and punched her. Now there were a number of other interlopers getting involved, and a giant fight had broken out in the center of the arena, with the world quite possibly at stake.

Van blew a cloud of smoke into the air and muttered to himself, "They have it pretty much under control down there. After all, what good will getting in a fight between Saiyans do? I learned that lesson already."

He jumped back down to the ground, dropping the cigarette and crushing it out. Taking his jug, he popped the cork and took a swig of his wine, sighing. Even as he did, however, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and a pair of obvious aliens landed beside him. They were both tall, scaly types dressed in blue armor, one of them wearing a scouter.

"You sure this is the power level you were sensing?" one asked.

The other replied, "I'm sure of it... Power level's 590, but the scouter's having trouble reading it."

"How so?"

"There's something really weird about it. I can't place it, but..."

"Let's take him back to the ship."

Van took his guitar off, strummed a few notes, and then tossed it aside before interrupting. "I don't think I volunteer," he said, and then he grabbed one of them by the face. His hand flashed, and the alien dropped to the ground, most of his head now missing.

Before he could repeat the process, however, the second alien pulled out a long needle and rammed it into Van's wrist. He winced, and then the world began to swim around him.

Van Osiku swayed on his feet, and then his eyes rolled up into his head and he toppled over.

"Universal knock-out drugs," the alien said to himself as he took out his radio. "Best requisition I ever made." He then turned the radio on and said, "I have a prisoner and corpse for pickup..."

[Kuro Espeon]

I've kinda lost track of who's fighting who... lol. I guess I'll just go with it.


Kura (Kiyabet)

"I can't believe that bastard punched me..." Kura muttered to herself. In the confusion of the massive melee that had just started, she had managed to move off unnoticed and back into the tunnel. She would've gone after the Namek and given him the old one-for-one for that cheap shot, but those alien freaks had interrupted. Now that Namek would probably get himself killed first and he would no longer be Kura's concern. She would've enjoyed punching him though... Her fist clenched and unclenched reflexively. She almost wanted to go back and pick a fight now... but it wouldn't serve any purpose for her. But just then a raspy voice caught her attention.

"Universal knock-out drugs, Best requisition I ever made." Kura stopped and looked back over her shoulder at the entrance to the stadium. Standing in the opening was one of the aliens, scaly and wearing blue armor, speaking into a radio. "I have a prisoner and corpse for pickup..."

Kura then noticed the body of the human with the brown ponytail, she thought his name was Van Osiku, the one she had seen fighting the pink-haired one in the arena before, lying on the ground in front of the goon, obviously unconscious. After he radioed back to his ship, the scaly one bent down and picked up the human's body, slinging it over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He laughed heartily, pleased with himself, and then, much to Kura's disappointment, began to move down the tunnel toward her, probably trying to get back out of the stadium with his prize. It only took him several strides before he noticed her standing there. 'Drat...' she thought, 'Should've left when I had the chance.'

"Oi! There's another one!" He said to himself, flipping his scouter back on and starting to scan her. "This one's a higher level! Not by much though..." Kura smirked. He didn't realize she was intentionally masking her level. "Wonder if Captain Rothax would want me to take this one too? You can never have too may prisoners, I always say." Kura's eyebrow raised at the mention of the name. Rothax. The name sounded strangely familiar, but she had no idea from where. She didn't have much time to ponder it, however, for this brute seemed intent on picking a fight with her. He stepped forward with a confident grin. "Heh. This girly doesn't seem so tough." He dropped Van's body to the ground, pushing it off to the side so he would be unhindered.

"You wanna play, huh?" Kura said finally, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine then. I guess I don't have a choice. I suppose I could at least get some entertainment from kicking the crap out of you. Though I think it would only be fair to warn you that you shouldn't underestimate me." She positioned herself into fighting stance. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I won't totally humiliate you."

"Tough words," the alien hissed, "Let's see if you can...back them UP!" With that the alien launched himself toward Kura, drawing back his fist in order to launch a punch directly at her face. In the blink of an eye Kura dropped down so that the punch hit nothing but the air above her, leaving the alien's torso completely vulnerable to her own punch that slammed into his midsection. The alien let out a choked gasp, buckling over on the point of impact. Before he could regain himself, Kura had grabbed a firm hold of his arm and began to swing him around, eventually let him go and sending him flying into the concrete wall, the impact making a large crack.

It took him several moments to stagger back to his feet, staring at Kura in disbelief. In the short but intense moments of the battle, Kura's tail had come loose from under her clothing and was now swishing freely at her ankles as she turned to face her adversary again; a piercing, hot gaze drilling into him, daring him to come at her one more time.
"A...S....Saiyan??" he sputtered, more out of surprise than outright fear. Then he growled, wiping a trickle of purple blood away from his mouth. "If I had known there would be so many of you, I would've brought a monkey trap!"

I'll finish this battle in my next post, it's pretty long right now. lol

[Heald]

Kuro : Actually, only one of the aliens would be carrying Van Osiku, considering the other had his head blown off 0_0

As far as I can see now, there were two scaly aliens, who were fighting before but now have decided to harass Van Osiku. One had his head blown off, the other took him out and is now facing with Kura. Another white-skinned alien is fighting Zaito and Furuto, a green-skinned alien is facing up with Gamma and Sandor, so that leaves one more, who was facing up with Basawe. Feel free to have your fighters jump in whenever guys ^_^

[Kuro Espeon]

@Heald: LOL, my bad. I missed that line, apparently. I'll go back and fix it.

EDIT: All fixed.

[Heald]

There's no problem, perhaps one of the aliens knocked you away and then decided to fly down to fight him. Just try to work it into your posts.

[Bear]

There's no problem, perhaps one of the aliens knocked you away and then decided to fly down to fight him. Just try to work it into your posts.

No, nobody knocked me away. What needs to happen is people need to actually READ CAREFULLY all the posts before theirs so we don't have issues like this. I don't mean to be rude but on several occasions I have posted something and those I referred to completely ignored it. Let's try a little harder to be a team writing this RPG instead of a bunch of individuals. Use your Private Message system and communicate plans with the other members!

EDIT: Went back and deleted some of my OOC posts to reduce clutter. Sorry if I came across rude here ^

[Heald]

Granted. Everything is somewhat cluttered at the moment, once things disperse a little, these problems should evaporate. Otherwise, everyone, please be mindful of other people's posts.

[Blademaster]

Time to introduce something we've all been waiting for...

Basawe

The red-furred alien and the orange-clad Saiyan swapped blows back and forth, back and forth... faster than any human could count (except maybe the one fighting that white-skinned alien).

WHAM!

The alien's knee slammed into the side of Basawe's thigh, the Saiyan barely twisting in time to save his own set of Dragonballs from being crushed.

BAMF!

Basawe's fist smashed into the alien's forearm, which blocked it milliseconds before he took a full-powered punch to the gut.

KISH!

A pair of claws slashed across Basawe's shoulder armor, digging deep through it but not deep enough to penetrate.

"Stupid Saiyan..." the beast growled. "Get out of MY WAY!!!"

The alien threw its claws out to the sides, a barrier of energy shooting from around its body and pushing Basawe back with a grunt.

"I'll get out of your way," Basawe snarled, speeding back at the alien like a rocket, "WHEN YOU GET OFF MY PLANET!!!!"

CRUNCH!

Basawe's fist slammed into the alien's armor, cracking it - and likely cracking a few of his knucklebones as well. The red-furred beast roared and fell back, clutching its chest.

"You wretch..." the alien growled, reaching behind his pointed ear and rolling a scouter over his left eye.

"Let's see just how strong you are." the alien chuckled, hitting the button on his scouter.

BEEP!

...

7625356728912736234562756787627726718237836278...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

1529.

The alien looked at Basawe incredulously and started laughing.

"A 1529?!" he barked. "A SAIYAN with a power level of 1529!? You're pathetic! Not even worth my full power!"

Basawe shook his damaged hand, glaring death at the alien.

"Oh, was that your full power...?" he snarled, taking note of his own scouter's readout... 2286...

"Keep talking, monkey." the alien chuckled, his muscles bulging. "While you're at it, tell me what you want on your tombstone!"

The alien vanished in midair; Basawe spun around just in time to see the alien's open palm in his face, firing a glob of red energy into his eyes.

KA-FWOOM!

A huge cloud of smoke and dust billowed; from the farside of it, Basawe flew like a falling meteor, slamming through the bleachers and out the side of the arena.

The alien grinned from midair, chuckling to himself.

"Promotion, here I come..." he said. He'd just beaten one of the most powerful race in the Universe, AND his colleagues had (mostly) succeeded in their ventures. This was almost too... easy... Wait, what was that noise...?

Down below, where the Saiyan had landed, the wreckage began to shake and shudder, a muffled sound issuing from the twisted metal and broken wood.

"................AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

'What is that?!' the alien thought, falling back a bit. 'The Saiyan...!? But this makes no sense! He was so weak, and this is...'

"GAAAAH!!!" the alien cried out, his scouter suddenly going ballistic. "That... That power!! Its level is shooting up past three thousand... no, FOUR thousand!"

On cue, the wreckage far below exploded outward, shattering to pieces. Dust and shrapnel flew everywhere; within the cloud of debris, a human-shaped figure stood erect, the top and back of its head glowing white for a second before fading back to shadows. A second later, a faint orange aura exploded around the figure, blowing the dust aside.

Sure enough, it was Basawe. He looked identical to how he'd looked before he'd been struck in the FACE with a full energy attack. Only angrier. And flaring with energy like a bonfire.

"Scurufa!" another alien that'd spotted the sudden energy surge shouted at the red-furred one. "What does your scouter say about that one's power level!?"

The red-furred alien, Scurufa, reached for his scouter and pulled it off his head.

"It's... It's over NINE THOUSAND!!!!!!!"

Famous last words; before anybody could ask if that could possibly be right, Basawe suddenly vanished and instantaneously reappeared not four feet from the alien's chest; he pulled his hands back, then thrust them forward, fingers splayed, palms barely brushing against the alien's armor.

All in under half a second.

Scurufa took a second to look down, then slowly back at Basawe's face.

"Basawe..." he muttered, grinning darkly at the alien.

It clicked just then.

"NooooooooOOOOOOOOOO-"

"BEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Point-blank, a ball of white energy laced with orange streaks appeared, pushed into Scurufa's armor, then exploding outward into a titanic beam and exploding against the alien, engulfing it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.........!!!!"

The orange-edged blast fired miles into the sky before dissipating; when it vanished, the red-furred alien was no more. Not even dust remained.

Basawe looked at the other combatants, whose expressions ranged from indifference and impression to outright fear. Basawe registered little of it, though, instead allowing himself to descend back to the ground, landing on one knee and panting a bit. Summoning his latent Extra energy wasn't fun for him, and upon using it, he had no way to rejuvenate it yet...

'Everyone else can take over for now...' he thought, closing his eyes.

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In case anybody's wondering how Basawe managed to just shoot his power level up to the legendary level, it's due to his x10 Oozaru power 'absorption,' mentioned in his bio. He just managed to call upon spare Oozaru reserve energy to kill (OK, OVERKILL) his enemy; he's back down to a 1,000-1,500 level, like usual.

...

NEXT!

[Heald]

Zaito Zhin

Zaito had no idea what this alien wanted, but he was certain that Furuto was his objective, and thus was doing everything in his power to stop him. This alien, however, was slightly stronger than him when they were both at their base levels and even fighting at normal power now, instead of suppressing it, he was still having difficulty over coming him.

Zaito managed to duck under an errant punch and he kicked the alien in the stomach, knocking him backwards. This gave Zaito a few vital seconds to compose himself. He closed his eyes and breathed out, and once achieving the balance he needed to be at his optimal fighting ability, he opened his eyes again and stared straight at the alien.
"You're mine now!" he said, launching at the alien, this time keeping him on the back-foot. The alien may have a slight power advantage, but Zaito was the far more skilled fighter.

As they were exchanging blows, they both registered an incredible power increase and turned as one Saiyan's power level began rocketing exponentially. Zaito and the alien stared as the Saiyan unleashed his full incredible power upon his opponent, blasting him into pieces. The Saiyan's power then dropped back to normal as he fell to the ground in exhaustion. The alien noticed Zaito's concentration had been broken and quickly kicked him in the side of the head, knocking him backwards towards the ground, only to be caught by Furuto, who grabbed him and set him straight.
"Thanks, I guess," Zaito said to Furuto. Furuto looked with a stony gaze at the alien.
"These guys are here for me, but the whole planet could be in danger. We need to finish this quickly, or..." Furuto began, but the alien began ascending, turned around and thrusted both palms in front of him, readying an attack on them.
"I've had enough of you Earthling! DIE!" he yelled. The alien's power began increasing and energy began forming in his palm, before a blast of purple energy began screaming towards them. Furuto knocked Zaito out of the way then held his palms out.
"Special Counter Cannon!" Furuto yelled, a beam of white energy blasting from his palms and just stopping the alien's beam before it hit them. He was struggling to hold the beam back though. Zaito seemed somewhat confused by this.
"Zaito! Take him out now! He won't risk killing me, but he knows if he lets up, I'll blast him!"
Zaito smiled and looked at the alien. He began preparing an attack in his own right hand and powering himself up, began flying towards the alien from the side at great speed.

The alien was far too preoccupied to notice Zaito speeding towards his flank. It was only too late when he noticed a high power level appearing on his right hand side. He turned his head to watch as Zaito was flying towards him, fist crackling with orange energy.
"What the! His power! How did he-" but it was too late. Zaito charged at him and unleashed the energy stored in his fist as he struck the alien's torso, yelling,
"Ultimate Tora Strike!" and with that his fist went straight through the alien's torso in an explosive strike. Zaito was floating there, his fist put straight through the alien's heart and the alien coughed, blood dribbling down his chin before dying. Zaito cast the alien off, leaving the corpse to fall onto the ground many metres below. Zaito began panting, the attack draining a good portion of his energy, and he looked around. One more alien was being dealt with by the other fighters, and another one was in the tunnel with a Saiyan. He caught his wind and began to fly down to see how the Saiyan was handling the alien in the tunnel.

[Asilynne]

I dont know which one I was fighting so Im just going to wing it.
Blade: The first part of this post will happen before your super angry form ^-~

~~Retasu~~
And so it has been said, that even the lowest among you may rise up...

"Ill choose the third option."
I smiled grimly as I sent one of the aliens flying. But I didnt have time to pursue him because the other two were getting ready to face off against me and Basawe. I glanced at the disgraced saiyan for a brief second before turning my eyes back to the two aliens. Hes no match for these guys...he'll be more of a liability than anything... I thought to myself as my scouter got to work on the power levels we were dealing with. One was 2286, the other 2017. Basa's level.....barely over 1500. Well shit....looks like I need to play babysitter...
The aliens, having done their own number crunch on us laughed. "Sure, the girls got some power at 2187 but shes no match for both of us, but this small fry here is Easy Street!" The other one laughed and they both picked their opponent and dove to attack us. Mr. 2286 was a bully, his buddy could easily take Basawe but he would rather try overkill on him, while I was stuck with one that didnt stand a chance. Though I wasnt sure if he realised that. Keeping an eye on Basawe I parried a blow from Mr. 2017, grappled him by his arm and threw him down straight into Mr. 2286. Diving after them I caught both of them together with a well placed kick towards the ground and they careened towards the shattered ring. "Basa!" I yelled in the spare moment before the recovered. "Get out of here! Your no match for them, Ill take care of it!"
Basawe shook his head, angry at me for the suggestion. "What are you doing?! I can fight Im not useless! I---" The rest of his protest was cut off as I used my ki to push the air in front of Basa enough to push him out of the way of a Furry Missle shooting up from where I knocked him. The other followed, but more slowly. I grappled with the slower one and twisted his arm behind him with a crack before shooting a blast of ki into his back. "I can read numbers Basawe! And yours arent looking good!"
"Shut up bitch!" My opponent shouted at me and flew towards me, slightly battle damaged but still kicking. "Youre dealing with ME now!" His back began to ripple and his armor stretched as he began to grow in size, his power level growing slightly with it. It soon became apparent that Basawe would have to be on his own, despite it all. You had your chance Basa....it didnt have to end like this. I thought regretfully, but then there was no time left for regrets. The number on my scouter finally settled on 2491.

Shit. He wasnt the weak one after all.

But I was never one to run from battle. I was a saiyan elite, and unlike the soft, comfortable elites that now populated the once great Saiyan Empire, I worked for my status. I never sat by and grew complacent in my title, I made sure I earned it every day. "Spirit of my Ancestors. Be with me this day." I whispered to myself, and the alien laughed heartily. "A praying saiyan? Thats rich! Youd better pray because your about to d--" His boasting cut short by a white and green wave of ki that washed over him like a fine mist, then abruptly tightened, cucooning him in a ball of ki. I sent the ball at the ground and made it explode. As the smoke poured upwards in a mushroom cloud he shot out of the dust and it became a hand to hand battle. Punches and kicked flew, some connecting, some expertly blocked by both parties, until finally he grabbed my head with one meaty hand and smashed it into the ground.
I stood up carefully, my head throbbing. I could feel something bleeding though it wasnt serious. This was taking too long, maybe it still wasnt too late to save Basa. Maybe...

But suddenly a huge power exploded on my scouter. That couldnt be the alien I was fighting, theres no way he could... And then I saw it. The creature with the impossible power level wasnt one of the aliens at all. It was....Basawe. Impossible! No one but the Great Prince Vegeta EVER achieved anything close to that! So how could this weakling outcast of the saiyans hope to even get close? Before I could so much as whisper a word, a huge power exploded from him, engulfing his foe in brilliant white and orange ki before it faded, leaving nothing behind. Seeing this, my foe became scared and bolted out of there, and me being too stunned with the events that just happened I didnt give chase. How did the weakest saiyan who ever lived manage such power?
I walked over to where Basa now rested on the ground, trying not to limp as I attempted to staunch the blood flowing from my right leg. Looking down at him his ki was now down to 1074. How he managed that attack I wondered if I would ever know. "Basawe..." I said in a voice that couldnt disguise the awe I felt.
"Good job boy...good job."
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Ok that was fun XD My enemy, Mr. Transformer is going to be the guy who was killed by the other alien in Vans post, just so everything fits together. NeXt!

[Bear]

With your permission Heald, I'd like to send Hammer off to get himself involved in something way over his head. Maybe that'll get things moving >=D

Hammer
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The brawl had now engulfed every fighter in the arena. The five suspicious alien goons had managed to drag the contestants and some spectators into the fray. In the frenzy, three of them had been destroyed, leaving two remaining. Despite flashes of huge power levels and being grossly outnumbered, the aliens still seemed confident. The way they had entered, they appeared to be after Furuto.

"Why would they be after a Namek?" Hammer thought to himself, continuing to survey the battle from above. "The only thing that really distinguishes the Nameks on earth is the Dra--"

Hammer suddenly stopped short, as the disturbing realization came over his mind. A slight grimace crossed his face.

"I see. They must be after the Dragonballs. If that's the case, I'm sure this is just a decoy team sent to distract us while the real ones go searching for the Dragonballs."

Hammer's fist clenched a bit, and he began to slowly turn in a circle, searching the region for out of the ordinary power levels. When he turned to face the northwest, the direction the aliens had come from, he detected his first anomaly.

"There's one." He muttered under his breath, focusing harder on that area. Within a few moments he had discovered several more power levels, nearby but not right together. They appeared to all be moving in different directions, as if they were spreading out to search for something.

"That must be them." Hammer thought again, turning once again toward the fight below. "Looks like these other fighters have things well under control. I don't want to leave Furuto, but I must investigate these other beings further. If my guess is correct, the Earth itself could very well be in jeopardy."

Hammer, having masked his power level again, slowly and silently floated upwards. Soon he was far above the arena and beyond view.

"I hope I'm wrong..." Hammer said to himself "Because if I'm right, I could end up in real trouble."

[Heald]

That's fine Bear, I sent you a PM.

Everyone else: don't feel you need my permission for getting your character to do their own thing, I find the best RPGs are where the GM isn't always guiding everyone else's PCs. If you have ideas that might affect the plot development significantly or someone else's PC, PM or AIM me or the person involved, but otherwise, have fun!

[Master of Paradox]

[Van Osiku]

Those trying to figure out who Van Osiku is have catalogued the songs he plays on his guitar. The songs he plays in the Budokai Tenkaichi video of 854 were all written and released at least ten years before the tournament.

This seems to be a constant. Every time he is seen, he never plays songs from within ten years of the current date. As time passes, however, his music moves ahead. There is always that specific ten-year gap.

Van lay unconscious, his body sprawled on the ground, and did not move. He was dreaming, and as he lay there he could barely hear, "If I had known there would be so many of you, I would've brought a monkey trap!"

There was the sensation of being moved and thrown over someone's shoulder - as Kura fought the man who had knocked him out, others came and took him away, taking advantage of her distraction. He could hear voices in his dreams...

"What the hell's this? We sent those guys out to get the Namekian!"

"The team thought there was something interesting about this guy. Figured I'd trust their judgment. Most of them are dead now anyway."

"Eh... Rothax is gonna be pissed if this has nothing to do with the Dragon Balls."

"Look, I'll take the blame, all right?"

"Fine. He's busy, though. Take him to Tennan for now."

A door opened, and then Van slid into a deeper current...

stab through the chest

gunshot, bleeding, all goes black

single hot beam of light... nothing left

He shook as something threw him on the ground.
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OOC: Van's been taken hostage largely because, even with Blademaster's prompting, I have trouble keeping track. Therefore I've taken myself out of the main action for now.

[Kuro Espeon]

Sorry guys, I meant to get the second half of this up earlier, but I've basically felt like death for the last 4-5 days. I contracted some kind of Martian Death Virus. Or at least that's what it felt like. Anyway, I wasn't in any state for proper RPing, lol.

Oh, and Blade....

"It's... It's over NINE THOUSAND!!!!!!!"

You just HAD to go there, didn't you?



Kura Satou:

"Tch. Monkey trap, indeed..." Kura muttered, flicking her tail back and forth in annoyance. "Saiyans have the tendency to be quite violent, but we're more than just simple primates or mindless animals..." She couldn't help but smirk as the alien struggled to compose himself after finding himself face-to-face with a full Saiyan. Even though she had unaligned herself with the Saiyan race in general, she still couldn't help but feel some pride in her ancestry. Not that her particular bloodline would win her too many points under the current Saiyan government...

"Silence!" The alien yelled, preparing himself for another charge, "Saiyan or not, I'll tear you to pieces!!!" Then, with a piercing battle cry he flew at her, both arms outstretched as if to grab her. Kura quickly side-stepped and he stumbled past. He stopped and turned around, growling as he tried to come at her once more, but once more she dodged him easily. This dance repeated for several minutes, and Kura could sense him getting more and more frustrated (as well as exhausted).

"Stop dodging and fight me, you cowardly---UNGH!!" On her final side-step, Kura had swung back around and slammed her elbow into the alien's back, sending him flying several feet and skidding down the length of the tunnel.

"Pathetic," she said, shaking her head. "You couldn't even make this fun for me, could you? I'm not going to waste any more of my time on you." She backed up a few steps, and began to form a ball of glowing blue Ki between her palms. As silently as smoothly as a ghostly figure, she drew her arms back.... and fired. The alien had only just that second gotten back to his feet when he was overtaken by the Ki Blast, which both shredded and burned his body. As the attack cleared, it was obvious he would not be getting back up again.

Kura sighed. "Well, that was pointless... huh?" It was then that she noticed that Van Osiku's body had disappeared. Someone must have come in and taken it while she had been distracted with the battle (if you could even call it that). She was surprised that she hadn't noticed. Not that it really matter much. 'Oh well... his problem now.' She shrugged and turned around, just in time to see another one of the human fighters landing at the entrance of the tunnel. Had he come to back her up?

"If you came for a piece of the action then you're a little too late, I'm afraid." Kura said in response to his surprised expression.

OOC: she's talking to Zaito Zhin, btw

[Blademaster]

Oh, and Blade....

You just HAD to go there, didn't you?

If I didn't, someone else would've first.

Anyway, this all-out melee is getting a bit confusing, so allow me to try and clarify things:

We started with five aliens.

1. Chronologically, Basawe killed (OK, OVERkilled) the red warwolf one first.

2. Then Zaito took out the second one - the wiry white one that was beam-struggling with Furuto before Zaito shoved his fist through him.

Third up is where things get a bit complicated. The hissing yellow snake thing that Retasu kicked across the field was sparring with her for awhile, but when he saw Basawe vaporize his friend (and possible Zaito Falcon Punch his second associate, as well), he freaked and ran.

At the same time, the orange steroid alien went after Hammer, who sparred with him for a bit before Hammer ran off to see what was going on outside the arena. So, with nobody left to fight, the orange alien went and found Van, and a moment later, the yellow alien that was fleeing the scene ran into the two of them.

3. So now we have Van facing the yellow snake alien and the orange muscle alien. Van gave a Tenkaichi nosejob to one of them; the other one responded with a tranquilizer dart before Van could kill him, too.

4. That second alien that tranq'ed Van started to drag him back to Rothax's ship, but then Kura stepped in and roasted the alien before he could get away.

So, what we're left with now is the green alien who's fighting Sandor... AND Gamma. And Van has somehow mysteriously vanished.

So from here, the only explanation I can figure is this:

1. The green alien realizes he's outclassed, grabs Van as a hostage so he's not as likely to be killed running away, and zips off back to the ship, or

2. Sandor and/or Gamma kill the green alien, and the reason Kura thinks Van has vanished is 'cuz one of the good guys came and got him out of harm's way of the Kura/tranq alien fight.

EDIT: OR... 3. A sixth alien shows up for whatever reason (Maybe one of the first five called for back-up or something, I dunno.), finds Van, realizes something's weird about him, and takes him back to the ship where he gets a chewing out from his colleagues, a la Paradox's last post.


None of these are really holding much water, but with CEB and M_c AWOL, Paradox totally lost, and our alien tic-meter broken, we don't have many options. Personally, I vote for the first scenario.

[Heald]

I'll roll with the first option too, since it makes the most sense. I'll post a progression post soon. If CEB or Mystic post before my progression post, er, incorporate it in somehow please. Otherwise, I'll do it later.

[Kuro Espeon]

Well, I was going with what paradox said, that someone came and took Van away, which I figured must have been an extra scout (not one of the original 5 aliens that attacked). But we can go with that first scenario if everyone agrees with it. It makes no difference to Kura. XD

[Bear]

There was the sensation of being moved and thrown over someone's shoulder - as Kura fought the man who had knocked him out, others came and took him away,

=P does this help?