Post by Bane on Feb 12, 2024 1:55:28 GMT -5
Bane had been meeting beings left and right ever since Father had awakened him from that stuffy purgatory. Seldom had Bane had to raise his fists; most animals on this side of Plant tended to avoid Bane. With the exception of that suspicious sounding scientist and his mechanical... thing, and the occasional Saibabeast Rex, Bane never really needed to worry about combat.
Still, he wasn't totally certain of his overall... purpose. His programming was conflicting, and that made moving forward difficult. Yes, he was artificially created, and he knew his intended purpose was to face and defeat Saiyans in their primal Oozaru forms - dreaded Moon transformed beasts that were the nightmare of many a Tuffle. Saiyan's Bane - he was a wartime weapon.
But... there was no war. By the time he'd awakened, the war was over. And save for some rebellious types, the war remained over. He was a weapon without a purpose now, and Father had chosen to tell Bane to make his own decisions, regardless of his programming. He had no personal interest in getting into fights with the Saiyans, really - with the exception of that one that was attacking some aliens being held captives, he'd not raised his fists to the Saiyans. And really, he didn't feel the need to. Especially not since he had such a nice life out here in the wilds.
Bane was sitting cross legged on the ground, enjoying the misting spray of a waterfall, humming in his contentment... when the sound of approaching people catches his attention. Bane blinks, and turns to look in that direction, his orange galaxy-like eyes settling on them...
"...Hunnng?" he rumbles, his lips pulling down at the corners.
Still, he wasn't totally certain of his overall... purpose. His programming was conflicting, and that made moving forward difficult. Yes, he was artificially created, and he knew his intended purpose was to face and defeat Saiyans in their primal Oozaru forms - dreaded Moon transformed beasts that were the nightmare of many a Tuffle. Saiyan's Bane - he was a wartime weapon.
But... there was no war. By the time he'd awakened, the war was over. And save for some rebellious types, the war remained over. He was a weapon without a purpose now, and Father had chosen to tell Bane to make his own decisions, regardless of his programming. He had no personal interest in getting into fights with the Saiyans, really - with the exception of that one that was attacking some aliens being held captives, he'd not raised his fists to the Saiyans. And really, he didn't feel the need to. Especially not since he had such a nice life out here in the wilds.
Bane was sitting cross legged on the ground, enjoying the misting spray of a waterfall, humming in his contentment... when the sound of approaching people catches his attention. Bane blinks, and turns to look in that direction, his orange galaxy-like eyes settling on them...
"...Hunnng?" he rumbles, his lips pulling down at the corners.
PL: 34,395
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0/250%
WC: 281
Items: Healthy Bean
Traits: Enhanced DNA: Regeneration, Restrained Might (Active), Raw Talent (2), Assimilated Power: Turtle School Secrets (Inactive)
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0/250%
WC: 281
Items: Healthy Bean
Traits: Enhanced DNA: Regeneration, Restrained Might (Active), Raw Talent (2), Assimilated Power: Turtle School Secrets (Inactive)