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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 22:33:29 GMT -5
Having taken a twelve hour shuttle flight on a rather inexpensive shuttle Snow finally landed on Earth with it. But instead of going through customs like normal people he began his all out attack on planet Earth in the shuttle bay. The moment he landed he cried, "DOWN WITH THE ALIEN OPPRESSION SYSTEM!" and at first people thought he was crazy. The big white Arcosian with light blue eyes would stand there as two guards approached him with a desire to stop his shouting as he stood in the car. People backed away and the two guards pointed big laser guns at him, but Snow yawned and powered up an energy blast in his mouth.
Within seconds of doing so he fired it and the guards and the front of the transport shuttle were vaporized in seconds. The passengers would scream and start running from him, but he would continue to keep his mouth open and fire multiple streams of energy blasts at the humans. It was fun target practice and as they ran from him the humans he was firing at totaled in thirty. By the time he finished firing his blasts guards had come with guns and started shooting back at him while he stayed hidden in the back of the shuttle. He could see that the panicked people he had been firing at from a distance now numbered ten. It was not a bad start, but he hoped his attack would make the human news channels soon. He wanted to see what humanity's finest warriors could bring to the battlefield for him. In the meantime he spent his his time shooting ice beams from his eyes and froze the front of his broken shuttle pod. This was the beginning of a war of attrition, but he hoped to come out on top as soon as Earth's real heroes greeted him.
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Post by Fuhrer King Buraddori (NPC) on Sept 8, 2013 0:39:10 GMT -5
“My lord! MY LORD!” Elezabeth ran into the personal office of the Fuhrer King without knocking, something which surprised the man greatly. His assistant was always professional, always courteous… She always knocked… He stood and greeted her urgency with a sense of cool command. Whatever this was he would deal with it the same way he dealt with all emergencies, with a level head. Panics were never any time to lose oneself with emotion. Despite the rush she still took time to bow at the waste, the customary greeting for the lord of Earth. He motioned for her to rise.
“Rise, Rise and tell me what brings you in here in such a huff.” The poor girl looked frazzled, blonde hair sticking out at all angles from a sloppy bun. Her makeup had been running. She rose and gathered her breath.
“Sire! Reports indicate that An Ice-jin is… is… is attacking the space-port!!! Many are dead already. The soliders there do not have the power to stop him. Please sire we have to do something before more innocent civilians die.” An Icer? Here on Earth? Was this an act of war by Arctic? Why would the Arcosian king attack the Earth? And where would the Saiyans play into this if there was to be an all-out war? Burradori chewed his lip and weighed his options. He would have to go himself. He didn’t think there was anyone in the city strong enough to defeat an Icer, and he couldn’t just let his people be murdered freely.
“Elezabeth, notify Kami of the occurrence downtown and tell him to come at once. I may need his help if there are more than twenty.” He winked, a joke to ease the tension that the young blonde woman was so obviously feeling.
He closed his eyes.
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The eyes of the Fuhrer opened up downtown. It was not that he had teleported, not really. The fuhrer-king’s greatest power was his cloning technique. The technique enabled him to have many copies of himself out at all times and allowed him to, if he focused, transfer his main consciousness to and from each one. There were currently three out, and the king had been lucky that one had been downtown near the space-port.
He heard the panic before he even came near the area, the burning from the explosions could be seen from nearly a mile away. Burradori growled and drew his sword. This creature would pay for the lives it had taken, the blood it had spilled. He walked through the doors, motioning for those inside to run. He leveled his sword at the icer when he walked close enough.
“Normally I would just gut you where you stand coward. But I need to know something from you first. Is this an attack by Arctic?” The question was the only thing the king cared about, at least when it came to the scum icer that stood in front of him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2013 7:10:47 GMT -5
While Elezabeth and King Bradley informed each other of Snow's threat in his personal office and the actions they should take Snow was busy dealing with the armed forces of the king. Snow had continued shooting mouth beams at people and objects and the first thing he blew up entirely after freezing it was the wrecked space shuttle. It was part of the explosion that would inform Bradley's clone near the space port of his presence. He would laugh and fire ice blasts at the freaked out officers who realized the Icejin was ignoring their lasers due to his thick skin. They almost left no sign of damage on his snow white skin.
"Boy, is this an effeminate Snow White?" one of the officers would joke. He would receive an ice blast to the face from Snow's right hand though instantly killing him on the spot. This kind of action would only increase the panic around him until he heard someone inside the space station landing zone give orders to the remaining troops and humans around the place. Snow would turn to face the man upon hearing his footsteps and the sound of a sword coming out of a sheath. Once the man was close enough the man would say as he pointed his sword at him, "Normally I would just gut you where you stand coward. But I need to know something from you first. Is this an attack by Arctic?"
Snow, upon hearing these words realized that the man speaking to him now was Fuhrer King Bradley leader of the human race. "I don't know maybe you should ask him. I'm just his peon." Snow answered, "You've got a pretty nice sword, but why do all the cool humans have to be so lame and use the same kind of weaponry over and over again just to be a hero. Swords are outdated and if I could I would snap that weapon of yours and give you a real weapon like, um, a knuckle sandwich."
Snow then clenched his fist and fired off a punch at King Bradley's face hoping the big man would get hit by punch.
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Post by Fuhrer King Buraddori (NPC) on Sept 8, 2013 14:43:37 GMT -5
The insolence and arrogance of the icer standing in front of Fuhrer-King Burradori was almost enough to take him by surprise. The human king had little experience with Icer’s… they tended to stay away from Earth and the Moon, though if they were peaceful they would be welcomed guests, at least on Earth. Burradori was not xenophobic in the least. But psychos like the icer in front of him? They needed to be put down and taught a lesson.
A peon of Arctic? That was more of a cryptic answer than the Fuhrer-king would have liked… did it mean Arctic was behind this after all? A war was the last thing that the king wanted, but if Arctic indeed wanted one the King was well versed in the ways of war.
Burradori looked from his sword back to the Icer when he mentioned the blade in his hand. Yes he enjoyed the use of his sword, it was an extension of his body as much as his arms and legs were.
“I don’t need my sword to rip you apart Icer.” He slid his sword back into its sheath as the ice-jin charged at him. He almost laughed. The alien didn’t realize how unmatched he really was. It had been a mistake for him to come to Earth, to attack the Fuhrer-Kings people. To hurt innocents. Two things happened in the span of time it took Snow to cross the ground to where Burradori was. First his willpower activated, sending his power level to over three-hundred thousand, then he spilt in two, each taking on over a hundred and seventy thousand power. Snows punch connected with one of the Fuhrer-King’s faces, but it likely did more damage to the Icer’s fist than the human’s face.
The other Burradori slipped quickly behind the Icer and attempted to wrap him up in a full-nelson, something which would likely occur because of the massive power disparity. If the hold held, the one not holding snow would walk up, once again drawing his sword from its sheath and pressing the tip of the blade against the Icer’s throat.
“I will ask one more time” The sights of innocents frozen and burned around him enraged the King, he was going to make this Icer pay, and if Arctic was behind this as well he would make him pay just the same. “Is this Artic’s doing?”
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Kami
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Post by Kami on Sept 8, 2013 21:04:02 GMT -5
Kaladar was standing on the ledge of the lookout resting from his training with Carla and Tenshi. Mere seconds later Mr. Popo begins to tap on his shoulder. He explains that Kaladar was gotten a request from the king to go to a certain location. There has been a Icejin killing people on earth, the king was already on his way there. Without saying anything to Popo, Kaladar launched off of the Lookout heading to the location that was given to him. It didn’t take long for Kaladar to find the king; his power signature was very easy to track. It appeared that this Icejin didn’t even leave the Ship Landing Zone before he decided to attack Earth.
Upon Arriving Kaladar could see the King had already split into two and one seemed to be trying to get the Icejin in a full nelson. He knew what the king was going to do next, the king would want to end this as quick as possible. Killing the Icejin might start an all out war between earth and part of the Omega collective. Quickly descending to the ground, Kaladar would land next to the king that wasn’t trying to attack the Icejin.
Stroking his white beard ”My King I highly doubt this creature is going to give you a straight answer as to if Arctic is behind this. There is even a very small possibility that Arctic had no idea this Icejin was going to attack Earth. Killing this one might not be a great idea, none of us want a war. There have been so many years of peace; we don’t need al all out war between our two planets.”
Kaladar looked over at the Icejin; he couldn’t tell if he had noticed the other King sneaking up behind him. Never the less he was going to find out sooner or later.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2013 7:26:17 GMT -5
While Snow was fighting King Burradori a strange old man would land on the streets near his foe and announce to the king, "My King I highly doubt this creature is going to give you a straight answer as to if Arctic is behind this. There is even a very small possibility that Arctic had no idea this Icejin was going to attack Earth. Killing this one might not be a great idea, none of us want a war. There have been so many years of peace; we don’t need al all out war between our two planets."
Snow would want to punch this guy next or hit him with his tail, but right now the king had gone and possibly split himself in two and he could not find the second one. Before he could decide what he wanted to do next the king had grappled his arms from behind and put him in a full nelson. "Shut up you old fart!" Snow voiced as King Burradori's second clone pointed his sword at him. "I got distracted cause of you! Haven't you heard of doing things on your own? I'm working for Arctic, but if you kill me he will not care or maybe he will, but whatever happens let me destroy your dumb planet! The kind of conversation you're having with your loser king has made others wonder why you're such weaklings and I have begun to wonder this too. You don't even let an Icer express themselves every once and a while by being violent, that is really violent. I just want to rip out some concrete, maybe step on a few children."
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Post by Fuhrer King Buraddori (NPC) on Sept 12, 2013 13:25:30 GMT -5
Kami? So Elezabeth had taken his words seriously and summoned the elder gentleman. It shouldn’t have surprised him, the panicked state she was in he could have asked her to call Tsuyo, king of the Saiyans and she probably would have done it. He was thankful for a moment that he hadn’t made that joke. Kami was right though, perhaps Arctic wasn’t behind this attack. The Icer had said he was a peon of the Arcosian King’s but wasn’t every ice-jin?
But then he said those words. The words Burradori had been dreading hearing. “I’m working for Arctic”. The Fuhrer glanced behind him at Kami, he had a look on his face that Kami had seen all too often before. It was his battle face. He was steeling himself for what was about to occur. If this really was Arctic. If this really was an attack. There would be war.
“Let me destroy your dumb planet” Who did this Icer think he was? More importantly who did he think the Fuhrer was? There was no way he was going to allow this punk of an Ice-Jin to destroy the earth, not when he very much could prevent it. It almost sounded to the Fuhrer-King as if the thing was throwing a temper tantrum. How old was this being? An infant surely.
And Weak? the Icer was the weakest participant in the conversation. Burradori looked from Icer to Kami and back, trying to make sense of the whole situation. The being was clearly insane and needed to be dealt with, but how?
He turned back to face the Icer, dropping his sword away from his throat for a moment and decking him in the face with his left hand. The blow would be a solid one but he would hold back enough so the Icer didn’t lose consciousness.
“Kami my old friend, What do you suggest I do with… this?” He motioned towards the Arcosian with the hand he had just hit him with.
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Post by Kami on Sept 12, 2013 22:09:21 GMT -5
Kaladar continued to look at the Icejin, trying to figure out why it would come and attack earth unprovoked. Maybe those creatures are as hostile as Kaladar has heard. Then the Icejin began to speak to him, calling him an old fart at first. The feeble insult only made Kaladar smile, if the Icejin was trying to rile him up he was going to have to do a lot better than that. The Icejin than began to blame him for getting put in the full nelson by the clone of the king, saying it was his distraction that caused it. But then Kaladar heard something that he wish he didn’t, the Icejin said he was in fact working for Arctic. Kaladar’s worst fears were realized, the only question he still needed answered was in Arctic knew that one of his peons were here. The Icejin then went on and on about how weak the king and himself were and how they should let him express himself. Kaladar just smiled and looked back at the king.
”Kami my old friend , What do you suggest I do with…this?”
”Well I don’t think you want a war with the Icejin leader my king, but something has to be done about this peon that has come to attack Earth. We need to find out if Arctic even knows one of his lackeys has tried to start a war.”
Kaladar took a few steps away from the king and the Icejin, contemplating over several ideas on how to teach the alien a lesson. Many different ideas were running through his head, a good portion of them involved killing the stupid creature. Kaladar knew neither him nor the king should kill the Icejin, killing him wouldn’t solve anything. All his death would do would make things worse for the planet. Arctic would cause to much destruction.
”I don’t know what you thought you were going to accomplish by coming to earth Icejin, but it seems you have failed. Now does the Icejin king know you are here, know you are attacking Earth? I wish not to start a war between our two races if that is at all possible.” Kaladar stopped talking to the Icejin, putting his attention back to the king. ”As for what we should do with him, I don’t truly know. Something has to be done to show that Earth isn’t a place to attack. We just can’t do something too drastic, otherwise like I said we are going to have a war on our hands. Something neither of us wants to deal with. So unfortunately my king I don’t have an answer to your question.”
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2013 7:49:14 GMT -5
Snow would talk King Burradorri's slap across the face and quickly notice blood swelling up in his cheek since had been hit that hard. He realized his opponent was holding back and if he had hit harder worse things would have occurred. He spat at his foes and uttered, "King Arctic has no clue I have come here, but I have because I'm bored with this world's system of playful fighting. Tournaments I realize are a ruse to excuse real combat from existing. I decided on my own to come here and show the meaning of fear to everyone since I realized I would never get stronger if I did not. There's no real fighting or combat in the universe so I decided to bring it back on my own."
Snow began to laugh and smiled wickedly at both Kami and King Burradori. "It would be best if you kill me because if you let me go I may just return again and again and destroy whatever I please."
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Post by Fuhrer King Buraddori (NPC) on Sept 15, 2013 21:44:41 GMT -5
King Arctic has no idea I’m here The words fell on the kings ears and made him smile as if they were a welcomed guest. He turned from the Icer to Kami and back, considering his options. The alien was scum. Taking it all in, the Fuhrer looked around the destroyed airport, smoking bodies and frozen corpses littered the area. Burning wreckage too was scattered around the area. Luggage of those who had come back from trips afar smoked in a heap, their happiness cut short by this despicable creature.
The arm of a teddy-bear poked out from one of the suitcases, though the owner was nowhere to be seen. There had been children in this air-port. There had been innocent lives that never lifted a finger to harm anyone that didn’t deserve what this monster had done to them. Lives forever over because a sick psychopath got bored of the lack of fighting, because he had been bored with peace. The Fuhrer slid his sword back into its sheath.
“You wanted a fight? You’ve got one. The problem is, as strong as you were compared to them? You’re nothing compared to me.” The Burradori standing in front of Snow would close his eyes. With a deep inhalation all of the clones scattered around Earth would be returned to him, even the one holding Snow would vanish, becoming a part of the King. He was now at his full one million thirty thousand power-level.
“You’ll never harm another soul.” Seemingly instantly the Fuhrer would draw his sword and aim it to slice through the Arcosian’s mid-section, eviscerating him despite the toughened skin, the power behind the strike too great, the speed too rapid to get out of the way. With another lightning quick movement, the king would draw his sword up and through the chest of his enemy, piercing straight through.
As the Icer fell to his knees Burradori would slice his head from his shoulders. The monster would be dead, and it would have to be the best the Fuhrer-King could do to avenge the souls of those it had killed on its attack on Earth. He would wipe the blood from his blade and turn to Kami.
“I have a press conference to get to. Earth’s security has to be on higher alert. This can’t happen again. I’ll make a list of every known agent of Arctic’s and hand it to you. For the moment consider Earth at war with Arctic and his people, though we’ll take no offensive measures. I want to hear from him before I make any movements.” The severity of the situation dawned on the king and for a moment he felt his age set into his bones. He sighed and looked around the destruction.
“Kami old friend…” He walked over and put a brotherly hand on the shoulder of the elder gentlemen. “I fear this may have been the start of much violence and bloodshed.”
The King split himself apart again making six different copies. They all scattered to go about the busy activities the King needed to do. There would be two different press conferences. One concerning the state of heightened security and possible war with Arctic, and one mourning the tragic events that had occurred. Others would rush off to tell his generals the course of action they should be taking, others would need to fill in his staff. It would be a long day. He sighed, and all would sigh at once.
“Kami, say a prayer for them.” One would stay behind to talk to the wizened elder, he would motion at the corpses around them. “And then say a prayer for us, because if this does lead to war with Arctic… I fear they may have been the lucky ones.”
If the Icer had somehow managed the get out of the way, Burradori would follow him every step, using his faster speed to slice at the Icer no matter where he tried to go.
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