Post by Rensou on May 12, 2021 4:13:54 GMT -5
Here it was. Rensou; the boy created artificial to look like a Saiyan was now standing on the precipice of his home. Well, it wasn't exactly his home, as he didn't grow up and play with toys like others. His DNA was taken by a Tuffle scientist and he was born in a machine, though it was as close to a home as he had. It had been several years now since he had actually been in Tuffle territory, and he didn't expect to be given too kind a welcome either.
There was the fact that he looked like a Saiyan, which would immediately draw hostilities from most of the locals despite not actually being a Saiyan. Those more advanced in the ways of ki sensing would likely detect that something was off about him, though without tearing his skin off they probably couldn't prove it. The other thing to worry about though was the fact that the government had ordered his project terminated, so there was always the chance he'd be recognized and attacked because of that.
Though the Tuffles were nice people, right? That's what he had always been told. Maybe instead of being attacked he could simply go about his day peacefully? While his time near the Saiyans had been spent taking notes and studying their kind, now that he was back with the Tuffles the was a certain sense of relief. He was allowed to drop his defense mechanisms and try to have some fun; whether the locals would let him do so would be another question though.
As he approached the capital city though he began to feel his nerves get the better of him. What the hell was he thinking? No matter what happened from now to the end of time these people were not his own, and they would never accept him, would they? This whole thing was probably just a waste of time. But he had come this far; he couldn't turn back now, could he? Not without checking things out for a little bit. Until he could find the nerve to do so he found a nice rock to sit on and observe the city from a distance; surely it wouldn't be long now.
There was the fact that he looked like a Saiyan, which would immediately draw hostilities from most of the locals despite not actually being a Saiyan. Those more advanced in the ways of ki sensing would likely detect that something was off about him, though without tearing his skin off they probably couldn't prove it. The other thing to worry about though was the fact that the government had ordered his project terminated, so there was always the chance he'd be recognized and attacked because of that.
Though the Tuffles were nice people, right? That's what he had always been told. Maybe instead of being attacked he could simply go about his day peacefully? While his time near the Saiyans had been spent taking notes and studying their kind, now that he was back with the Tuffles the was a certain sense of relief. He was allowed to drop his defense mechanisms and try to have some fun; whether the locals would let him do so would be another question though.
As he approached the capital city though he began to feel his nerves get the better of him. What the hell was he thinking? No matter what happened from now to the end of time these people were not his own, and they would never accept him, would they? This whole thing was probably just a waste of time. But he had come this far; he couldn't turn back now, could he? Not without checking things out for a little bit. Until he could find the nerve to do so he found a nice rock to sit on and observe the city from a distance; surely it wouldn't be long now.
PL: 8,000
No Items - KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 0/250
Resources: Vampiric, Impossible Recovery, Mimicry, Burning Ki
WC: 395
TWC: 395
No Items - KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 0/250
Resources: Vampiric, Impossible Recovery, Mimicry, Burning Ki
WC: 395
TWC: 395