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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 1, 2013 22:35:01 GMT -5
Azazel heard noises coming from the stadiums, the preliminary matches were about to begin. She was told earlier who her first opponent was going to be, a person or creature named Zasham. She didn’t really care for the tournament, most of her time here as been spent looking for Silitha. She found herself inside the coliseum looking thorugh the stands, desperately trying to find Silitha. After a while she gave up sitting down next to some spectators. Putting her head in her hands she bends over covering her face. She has been looking for Silitha for days now, but still she hasn’t found her. Azazel was only here because the Elder Pitka told her this would defiantly be a good place to look for her. Azazel lifted her head, whipping her eyes, the preliminary matches were about to begin. The combatants were apparently siblings, Ninjin and Akassa Hattori. She really didn’t want to remain here watching the fight, but looking around the crowd began to gather. Azazel wouldn’t be able to leave until the fight was over, she didn’t want to bother people just so she could leave.
“Hey are those seats in front of you taken” A male asked
”No they aren’t, you are more then welcome to sit there.”
“Thank you so much” The male said bringing his family to the seats
”I cant be wasting time here watching these fights. I need to find Silitha then get off of Omega. I don’t care about this tournament, I am only here to find Silitha. I have heard that The leader here Prometheus Zex is running this tourney. Maybe I can get an audience with him. I guess I will just have to prove myself in my first match then maybe I can get an audience with him.”
Azazel looked around at all the different races watching the match. The only thing that has happened was the introductions. It appeared that Ninjin was standing in the arena and Akassa was on her way out there as we speak. Azazel looked behind her, noticing no one was behind her of even behind that row. Standing up, doing a quick scan of the surrounding area, still there is no sight of Silitha.
”SILITHA IF YOU CAN HEAR ME FOLLOW THE SOUND OF MY VOICE!”
Sitting back down she would hope that scream was enough for her little sister to hear. Each day her worry grew and grew. She had hoped Silitha would have found her already so she could be done with this mess. There was no telling where Silitha could be or who she could be interacting with. Once again putting her head back into her hands a tear begins to fall down her face. Her will was faltering, it as only a matter of time before she gave up looking and accepted the fact that Silitha was dead.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 23:09:05 GMT -5
Leke was as surprised as Akassa and Ninjin were that they were the first two to be called to square off in this tournament. He jaw actually may have literally dropped in shock. So soon, he thought to himself. He knew that they would have had to fight eventually... The young prince reasoned that he would have less competition now, but for now, he would enjoy this fight. It certainly would be very interesting to see just how strong his elder siblings had gotten...
And to see which one was going to lose. Akassa would brood eternally, not being able to wear the Royal colors; Ninjin would be heartbroken, devastated, beyond anything Leke had ever seen him at if by an off-chance he lost. Leke had no idea who to root for, so he just yelled with the crowd in general. His money, figuratively, was on Ninjin.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2013 0:44:28 GMT -5
Truffle was worried about this fight. When he had seen the brackets appear, he had stepped back in shock. Ninjin was going to be facing Akassa in the preliminaries of this tournament? Did the man running this have a sick sense of humor? This couldn’t be a real thing. But it was. Truffle had looked at Ninjin, trying to read his mind, but his friend was blocking him out. He was one of the following; really excited, really nervous or just plain ready.
Truffle had been told to make his way to the royal observation deck, but he instead chose to go to the regular observation deck and was surprised to find Leke standing there. Apparently the youngest Saiyan prince had also decided to forgo the royal observation deck, instead choosing to mingle with those below. Truffle shrugged, he wasn’t surprised by this behavior.
He looked around at the others on the deck. The only person of interest was a very pretty woman dressed in red. He couldn’t help but stare at her, thinking perhaps she was someone he would have to keep an eye on, especially if Leke was so close by. She exuded an air of danger. Truffle heard her shout a name, but it held no relevance for him.
He turned to look at where the competitors would be fighting. He hoped dearly that Ninjin would win. He didn’t want Akassa to get hurt, of course, but it would be far far worse if Ninjin were to lose. It was inconceivable, and Truffle wasn’t even sure if that meant what he thought it meant.
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Post by Lord Zasham on Jul 2, 2013 16:08:13 GMT -5
There were many in the stands by the time Willie, or more accurately the being which believed itself to be Willie, found his way to a seat. He felt horridly out of his element, being nothing but a Deliverer. However dangerous the job was at times it was mostly just running.
Running to meet a deadline. Running to keep the package safe. But here running was not a viable option. To fall from the protected battleground would leave one disqualified. There'd be no simple escape, not this time. Though, as the beginning of the preliminaries pressed on, Willie proved far stronger then he had ever remembered. With relative ease he had dispatched every opponent, especially once he came to terms with his new found strength.
For some reason, beyond his knowing, they kept announcing him as "Zasham." Such a strange name, how could they possibly confuse it with William Watson? Of course, unknown to the supposed human, he had indeed signed the peculiar word when initially signing up. To his hand, he was writing a name a million times before, to his eye it was no different. It was all an illusion of course, caused by the chaos just beneath.
As he sat he heard a woman yell. She sounded worried and it reminded him of the time he had temporarily lost his baby sister when she went off "exploring" without his knowing. He could recall the awful twisting in the pit of his stomach and near overwhelming sadness. Standing from his seat he maneuvered around several rowdy spectators who were excited for the match to begin.
Stepping beside the saddened woman, a visage in her mid twenties, Willie pushed aside his usually shyness as he leaned over to the seated lady.
"Excuse me ma'am, I don't mean to intrude but are you looking for someone? I'd be more than happy to help you look for them, no one should be separated from a loved one."
He said with an unsure tone. The man was not very confident, though his recent victories had given him the courage to approach and inquire. Although the woman was deceptively beautiful, making Willie even more nervous, he felt it was something he needed to do.
It's what his mother would do.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 2, 2013 20:29:09 GMT -5
He had never had the pleasure of meeting the Saiyan Prince Ninjin, but the rumors he had heard of him made him somewhat glad. He would, however, watch them closely. The winner fought him... he had to be ready. Akassa would stand a chance, but Ninjin would have no idea what kind of things Zeke was capable of.
Around the area, people sat in the loud arena. Zeke stood at the back looking around with his arms crossed. He hoped to meet Kazu, but he was likely out chasing some girls somewhere. But something caught Zeke's eye... a young man that he was damn sure he'd seen before.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 2, 2013 21:52:32 GMT -5
Leke looked down upon the bracket sheet another time while Akassa and Ninjin talked. Looking at the battle for the winner of this preliminary fight made his eyes widen. Zeke NeCross faced whichever elder sibling won? He had met the "Saiyan" earlier in the year and he had helped him fight the Vice Lords. They fought side-by-side against an adversary, and Leke had witnessed a frightening transformation that NeCross could apparently use at will. It was an unforgettable signature, one like a Saiyan but seemed... Corrupted. But he fought for the good guys.
On a whim, Leke closed his eyes and sensed for that signature again. He could feel it, here in this very stadium. In fact, it was not even too far. Leke pinpointed the location and opened his eyes and turned to see Zeke NeCross staring back at him. He wondered if he recognized the prince now that he was not in black garb but his royal-red Saiyan armor. Leke had never given up his identity to Zeke. Whoever won this surely bloody war in the preliminary would have another just-as-tough opponent in Zeke, the youngest prince believed.
Leke smiled at Zeke and then nodded in the direction of the fight. He could feel his sister and brother readying themselves for battle, their powers slowly climbing. He turned and watched what would end up being the first brawl of the fight - a close combat hand-to-hand brawl. Neither gained an advantage on the other, which wasn't really surprising. He had always figured them about even in almost every physical aspect.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 2, 2013 22:23:30 GMT -5
Still sitting with her head in her hands she ignores the crowd around her. None of these people here were of importance to her, the only person she knew on this rock was Banduk and she hasn’t seen him since their departure from Namek. Briefly looking up she once again scans the crowd hoping that she will see Silitha walking towards her. Instead she catches a glimpse of a creature starring on her. The creature was blue with very defined arms and legs. Shaking her head Azazel looks back down at the ground. Hope for finding Silitha was disappearing there were just too many people on Omega to try and find Silitha. Closing her eyes, Azazel was going to drift off waiting for the fight to be over with, until she heard a voice next to her.
"Excuse me ma'am, I don't mean to intrude but are you looking for someone? I'd be more than happy to help you look for them; no one should be separated from a loved one."
Looking up she saw a human male standing next to her. The human was wearing blue jeans with brown shoes, accompanied by a black leather jacket with a grey hoodie underneath that with a white shirt underneath the hoodie. She was confused as to why this person was offering his help, but so far people who have offered her help have always been nice.
”Yes sir I am looking for someone, I am looking for my younger sister. She has gone missing and I have looked almost everywhere to find her. I would just leave the arena and Omega all together, but I was signed up for the tournament. So I have to wait here till this tournament is finished.”
She didn’t expect the man to stay to be honest she didn’t expect anyone here to even offer her help in the first place. She looked back at the ground; if this strange male stayed with Azazel then she would as him to help after this preliminary match is over. There were too many people flooding into the arena to leave and look around. The hunt for Silitha was beginning to take a toll on Azazel and it appeared that other people were noticing her pain.
Looking back at the male ”If you don’t mind me asking what is your name and why are you offering to help me? To be honest I didn’t think anyone here would offer assistance to me, I figured they would be to busy watching this tournament.”
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Post by Lord Zasham on Jul 3, 2013 11:44:00 GMT -5
There was a pause as the woman took a moment to look over the apparent human. He couldn't blame her, not in the least, in fact he expected it. On the collective there was always someone trying to rob you or worse; much worse considering that she was an attractive lady. Willie had seen it all, and then some, in the past year since his family relocated to the hallowed asteroids.
He could, not so fondly, remember ducking fire in the streets during an all out gang war. Tired of paying tribute to Prime's creator, the many gangs had put aside differences to bring about his end. Or so he heard. It all ended when a hulking behemoth appeared from nowhere and decimated the combined forces. He did so near effortlessly, whilst being unharmed by any oncoming fire. Those that surrendered were taken hostage, never to be seen again. Needless to say, the streets of Alpha Prime were dangerous ones indeed.
”Yes sir I am looking for someone, I am looking for my younger sister. She has gone missing and I have looked almost everywhere to find her. I would just leave the arena and Omega all together, but I was signed up for the tournament. So I have to wait here till this tournament is finished.”
She looked to the ground, a great pain in her eyes and insurmountable weight upon her shoulders. Willie could relate to her harrowing sorrow; his mother's illness would take her from him should he fail to raise the money needed for her treatment. The memories of temporarily losing his sister, clearer and more vivid than ever before for reasons he could not explain, only further proved him to share her mindset.
”If you don’t mind me asking what is your name and why are you offering to help me? To be honest I didn’t think anyone here would offer assistance to me, I figured they would be to busy watching this tournament.”
She said as she looked back up to the supposed human. With a smile he answered her questions, knowing full well that he would never simply openly trust a resident of the collective either.
"My name is William Watson Jr, but my family calls me Willie and I asked because, like I said, nobody should be separated from the ones they love. I am in the tournament as well, to earn enough zeni to get my ill mother the help she deserves. There's no need to burden you with my troubles though, so what's your name miss?"
A hand appeared from the crowd around him, slowly reaching for the human's back pocket. Without even looking Willie reached back and slapped the hand with the speed of a trained reflex. The hand quickly vanished into the swarm of fans.
"And I'd say only a half or so are here solely to watch the tournament. The other half are most likely trying to pickpocket the actual spectators, so please be careful of your belongings."
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 3, 2013 21:42:10 GMT -5
Zeke was surprised that the boy had looked his way. He smiled and nodded towards the two in battle. Zeke looked up at the two, Akassa currently on the attack. Zeke looked back to the boy and nodded back. He was clad in armor now, partly red in color. Was he part of the guard? he couldn't be, he was too young. Then again, he looked strangely similar to Akassa.
He decided he would approach the boy soon and ask him how he'd been. But he still had to wait for Kazu. He also noticed a green colored creature in the crowd. It looked like a young girl really. Also nearby, Zeke could overhear two others talking. Something about loosing someone you love. That made Zeke think of his father, who was still in the coma from his accident.
He heard a slap and a few curses from the same direction. The male in the pair was speaking about the crime in the area while another man shuffled away rubbing his wrist. Zeke tracked the man as he walked. Just as he suspected. The man crept up behind a seat where a woman sat talking to her friends. He crouched and snagged a purse from under the seat. Zeke moved quick.
The man got caught by one of the woman's friends and he bolted. up the isle in a full run, he got to the top area... and came face to face with a six and a half foot blade. the steel rung with magical energy with almost a white glow to it. He recognized the man on the end... Black aura... green eyes... the one the news had been calling 'The Angel of Death'? He wasn't completely sure, but he was still terrified.
"Put it down. And do it now. Otherwise, you will have the privilege... of being the first to die from Muramasa's wrath while wield in hands."
He wasn't long dropping the purse. He turned to run just to bump into two security officers and get grabbed. They said nothing to Zeke about his drawn weapon; they must be glad he was standing against crime. He sheathed his blade when Kazu walked up.
"Nice. Gonna save some cats out of trees too?" He said, carrying a large soda and a pop corn.
Zeke telekineticly drew the purse to his hand before the women came around the corner. She thanked Zeke as he handed it to her, but said little more other than 'your welcome.' and walked off. Kazu, of coarse, tried to say he helped and asked for their numbers. They shot him down fast and walked away. so, he ran over to Zeke who had taken his spot back.
"You totally had them interested, dude!"
"I'm not interested myself."
"You're not!? But wh- oooh I get it."
"No. You assume the wrong thing. I simply don't believe I'm suitable for a relationship with a woman right now. Though I would like to be one day."
Relationship!? F.uck that, you could have taken that back to your room for the night!"
Zeke shook his head. "Meaningless sex is a waste of my time. I get just as much pleasure from slaughtering the people who need to die for the greater good."
Kazu froze for a moment. "... Well... I'd say you're making the right call with that attitude then."
Zeke nodded before he walked past the talking couple and over to where Leke was overlooking the battle. Kazu cursed everyone for walking away from him and went to sit down.
Zeke approached the boy and simply stood beside him. "What's you're take on the battle? Akassa or this Ninjin one?"
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 4, 2013 23:18:05 GMT -5
Although Leke's attention was purely set on this battle taking place in front of him, he could sense Zeke' energy getting closer to him. Their eyes had met, the NeCross guy probably wanted to talk. Leke had never told him his name, never gave him any notion of the fact that he was Royal. The fact that today he was wearing the Royal Red and battle armor might have alerted him to something.
Akassa and Ninjin were certainly not holding back in the slightest. It was an all-out brawl between the two of them, both aiming to prove that they were the superior Hattori sibling. Leke sighed, knowing he was inferior to the both of them. If he had to fight either of them, he doubted his ability to keep up. He was fast, he knew that, but he didn't know if he could match up to or beat them. Like in their spars, though, the youngest Hattori sibling would give it his all and see what happened then.
By this time in Leke's thought process, Zeke had gotten threateningly close. The Prince turned his head, meeting Zeke's eyes as the older stood beside him and inquired as to who he thought would win. Leke grinned. He still didn't get it. He'd have to enlighten him; Leke didn't care that Zeke had not bowed. He wasn't much for that kind of stuff anyways, he wasn't the King or even Ninjin anyways.
"I think Brother and Sister are very close, too close, in strength. It's hard to predict who will win. Both of them have reasons to want to absolutely destroy the other. To them, this battle is more for them and their own pride than for the spectators and Father." His short analysis presented, Leke turned back to the battle. No doubt he would get the picture now, Leke thought.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 8, 2013 22:08:04 GMT -5
"My name is William Watson Jr, but my family calls me Willie and I asked because, like I said, nobody should be separated from the ones they love. I am in the tournament as well, to earn enough zeni to get my ill mother the help she deserves. There's no need to burden you with my troubles though, so what's your name miss?"
”It is good to meet you Mr. Watson my name is Azazel Moloch. I thank you for offering your help in finding my little sister, but I don’t think I am going to find her here. This kind of place isn’t somewhere Silitha would travel too. I am starting to think that I am never going to find her again.”
Azazel looked back up at William Watson something felt off about him. He looked human, but from his power signature it felt different from a human. She didn’t give it much thought to it. He was offering to help her in a time of need, so she wasn’t going to go into. Noticing a shadow come up from behind William she couldn’t get a clean look at his face, but just as fast as it appeared the shadow disappeared. William must have done something, but Azazel didn’t see it.
” "And I'd say only a half or so are here solely to watch the tournament. The other half are most likely trying to pickpocket the actual spectators, so please be careful of your belongings."
”Then I guess it is a good thing I don’t have much on me. I just hope some one here hasn’t taken Silitha. I don’t want to cause attention to myself, but it will happen if she has been taken. I just want you to know that if you help me there is a slight possibility we could get in trouble.”
Azazel stood up, looking into William’s eyes. She looked around William to see if that blue creature was still there and he was. She still didn’t know what to make of that creature or why he was starring at her minutes ago.
”If you still wish to help me we can leave whenever you like. I don’t know if you are interested in watching the fights. There is something that I have to take car eof before I leave the arena and begin looking again.”
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Post by April foolsS.O.U.L is not back on Jul 9, 2013 1:04:31 GMT -5
Soul finally made it to the coliseum, from the outside he could hear the cheers and wasn’t sure there was any fighting going on yet until he made it inside and saw two fighters fighting. Soul was surprised to see so many spectators watching, Soul’s robotic head moved around and scanned the area searching for a good and open seating area. Soul quickly found a good spot and started to climb the stands. He was still new to everything but he was going to try and be ‘normal’ and do what the doctor had told him. Finally taking a seat he turned his attention towards the fight just as both fighters started to power up. Almost immediately a sensor went off in Soul’s processing unit and started to calculate the two fighter’s power. “16,082 for the armored male saiyan 15,368 for the female saiyan.” He randomly spoke out loud; Soul wasn’t sure what just happened. Another one of those activation codes the doctor talked about…
While Soul continued to watch, he also did a search for just exactly what he just looked up. After a few seconds of searching, he had apparently just read their power level, something normally only a scouter or people with very high ki sensing could do. Soul looked around him and saw a few people look at him as if they were wondering why he had just blurted out the two fighter’s power level. He immediately turned his attention back to the fighters as he calmly thought to himself. I have to learn to control these activation codes…I have to learn to blend in...and be free like the others...I have to learn how to be normal. Soul kept his full attention on the two fighters now, eager to see two things 1. How the fighters fought and 2. If another activation code would activate within him. For now, he would keep to himself and watch the fighters fight.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 9, 2013 19:00:15 GMT -5
Zeke listened to the boys words. 'Brother'... 'Sister'. This boy was royalty, and also the brother of Akassa. Younger brother at that. Zeke did not bow, however. He had not on their last meet either, but in Zeke's eyes, The Royal Saiyan family were not Zeke's rulers as he was a citizen of earth. Nor were they on the Saiyan Homeworld. Without such things in place, this boy and his family were equal to him on this rock. That's just the way it should be.
This did not mean he disrespected them as people or warriors. As said, they were equal. In Zeke's eyes, thieves, liars, cheats and ignorant people were less than him. Leke and Akassa were none of those, and Zeke hoped this 'Ninjin' shared their better qualities.
"Had we been on your homeworld or I a citizen of Vegeta, I'd bow to show respect. But not here. I don't believe it to be necessary. I apologize for any offense." He told the boy.
Zeke crossed his arms. "I also had the pleasure of meeting your sister. A beautiful young woman and very capable warrior. She surprised me. Curious as well, she had many questions about my technique..." He looked at Leke. "I think you know the one."
He looked down at the red armored Saiyan in the ring. Clearly the older brother of the two. "Is he the eldest? and is he as well mannered as the two of you? I believe I would like to meet him as well."
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 9, 2013 21:21:55 GMT -5
Leke grinned as he saw Zeke finally understand. He wasn't all too surprised that he did not immediately bow - Zeke was different from most Saiyans, he believed. He just couldn't figure out how. The youngest prince shrugged and looked back at the match. It was starting to get really intense; the two had ascended to their true powers and had launched themselves up at the artificial ceiling. It was easier to track the two using a combination of both his sight and sensing ability. Their powers' movements were much easier to follow due to his honed ability, and his brain did the rest. The two slammed into the ground, stunning him and the ground. Leke was at a loss for words. What happened? Who had won? Rubble and dust had flown everywhere, nobody could see if either were standing.
He blinked and gulped. That was a H.F.I.L. of a finale, if it was one, anyways. The youngest Hattori knew that they were tough, very tough. No way they'd get taken out by that. Leke looked at the odd Saiyan next to him.
"Yes, he is. To be honest about the second question, no. Barely even to our father," he said. He had no idea why he'd divulge such information to a non-Royal. Perhaps he had grown an emotional bond to his warrior he had fought nearly to the death alongside. Maybe he just didn't care about being Royal and the other not being apart of the family. Whatever the reason, he was sharing now.
"He has his moments, but mostly, he is like you saw in the arena." Zeke would get the reference. He had gone balls-out from the very beginning, holding nothing back even against his own sister.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 13, 2013 10:11:34 GMT -5
Zeke listened to Leke's disappointing response. Ninjin wasn't like the other two? That was going to be an issue in the future, especially if Zeke continued to work with Akassa and Leke. Zeke only responded with "Hmm.". Being the oldest, Ninjin may be able to influence the king in simply getting rid of him... Zeke may have to meet the king personally and try to win him over as well.
With the royal family taking a liking to Zeke, he may be able to make some good coin. And more importantly... continue his brand of justice and keep the crime down. One day the idea of 'The Angel of Death' being out there will be enough to stop people from committing evil deeds at all. That was what he hoped.
Leke seemed to trust Zeke quite a bit. His age may be a factor for that, but Zeke appreciated it regardless. It wasn't something he would abuse
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