Causing trouble in paradise

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 17, 2024 19:17:12 GMT -5

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Post by Hoss on Sept 17, 2024 19:17:12 GMT -5

Being the ever-popular tourist location it was, finding a quiet stretch of sand could have been considered an impossible task. Even the "quiet" spots were quickly advertised as such, causing a paradoxical surge of holiday goers to favour those areas until the next list of hot tourist locations shifted them to the next spot, and the next until it was a well-defined cycle.

...Though perhaps someone lucky enough could get ahead of the crowds, or simply go far enough down the coastline that saying they were in city limits was a stretch. Though whatever state the beach was in down the scale of barren to unable to move an inch without colliding with a spade-wielding child and their disgruntled parents, the uncertain state of peace would inevitably be disturbed as a dark object broke the waves. This something moved at a steady pace towards the beach until it rose into the shape of a man... a rather large and broad one at that, wearing a somewhat formal if completely soaked through dress shirt and trousers combo, and topped off with a dark pair of sunglasses strangely enough for wherever he came from. Whoever he was, he didn't seem to be aware of the people around him (if there were any) and continued to half-walk half-drag his form away from the ocean until he finally reached dry land- where he paused for a moment before stiffly toppling forward and faceplanting the sand with a rather heavy thud.

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Hoss - 20,000 PL

Traits: Overdrive, Locked and Loaded, Endless Energy Core, Ambidextrous, Avenger

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Battle: Arm Blaster (1/1), Battle Armour (1/1)
Support: Armour Lining (1/1)

Word Count: 246
Total WC: 246

Last Edit: Sept 17, 2024 19:17:31 GMT -5 by Hoss

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 17, 2024 22:00:36 GMT -5

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Post by Pom on Sept 17, 2024 22:00:36 GMT -5

It had become increasingly clear to anyone that Pom loved the beach. He didn’t mind the sand, the salty air, or even the gulls that plagued the area - no, none of that mattered. The burning sun and the temperate water complimented each other perfectly, and Pom spent ample time relishing both. Truly, he was at peace here; the only thing that made it better was sharing it with Rhuba. He had no idea if the Saiyan had ever been to a beach, nor was he sure if he’d even like it, but either way they’d gone down to see it on a wonderful day.
As it turned out, they weren’t the only ones who had the idea. Earthlings littered the sands as far as the eye could see, much to Pom’s dismay, and he very loudly complained as he and Rhuba went all the way down to look for a less crowded spot. But he wouldn’t let that ruin their time! No! He was utterly determined to enjoy this. He hadn’t been to a beach in years, and he wasn’t going to just turn back because of some Earthlings. So they floated for.. who knows how long, and eventually landed on a patch that had people far enough away to be comfortable. And they’d set up the umbrella, cooler, and chairs; quickly, so Pom wouldn’t get too impatient to just drop it in place.
When everything was said and done, he darted immediately into the water to cool down. Then he’d go to rest and sunbathe, and go back out to the water, repeating over and over..

Pom was resting face down, hands folded under his chin. He was half asleep, he realized, all comfortable in his spot. So he sat up, blinking his eyes open against the brightness of the sun. And there on the shoreline was.. a guy? He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things - no, that guy was real. He dragged himself and promptly fell back down, which made Pom actually get up. He looked to Rhuba, wherever he was, shooting him a confused look. “..Uh.. Should we help that guy?” He asked, his tone almost flat with a lack of concern. With everything he’d seen on Earth thus far.. did he really want to get into something new, while he was vacationing?!

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 17, 2024 23:12:29 GMT -5

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Post by Rhuba on Sept 17, 2024 23:12:29 GMT -5

The beach, he's seen them, he's fought on them, but he's never enjoyed them. Pom had insisted on it, and it wasn't like he was going to say no to Pom. Rhuba was a natural heater, emitting heat was a quirk of his body, though even within Earthlings there were others that had the same. The hot temperature annoyed him, but as long as he was allowed to take off his shirt, it didn't bother him too much.

Thankfully, they were allowed to wear trunks for these outings, so he was able to bare the heat. A thought lingered if he could use some sort of magic to reflect the sun to cool himself down, as the brilliant idea that would cure his need of cool air. As if the lightbulb to his idea, a cloud would begin to form a foot above his head, and then float up above in a position that cast a shadow on Rhuba as he walked with Pom. The cloud itself was dark and stormy, as if the sound of thunder would accompany it.

"Aha! Look Pom! I made a cloud!" Rhuba had no idea he could do that, but he knew what clouds were made of, so he just envisioned his magic with those elements in the shape he wanted. Mixing air and water, he had to concentrate on it, and the strain, even now, was more than he thought it should have been, likely due to efficiency with Parasitix deactivated. The cloud moved with him, blocking the sun from scorching him, giving him a nice warm breeze. "Now that's what I'm talking about." As he walked, crowds of people around them ogled at the meteorological anomaly.

As Rhuba went down the crowded beach, he heard Pom's complaint about the crowds. Rhuba's first instinct was to clear out the crowd himself, which could be a simple trick if he jus- Pom suggested to go to a quieter spot, and they flew for awhile. Rhuba was impressed, Pom insisted he float himself there. Rhuba would give Pom a very prideful look, proud of himself for teaching, and proud of Pom for learning.

Rhuba followed at Pom's pace as they looked for a place Pom was satisfied with, and after finding the spot together, they'd set up their area. The moment the last stake was placed, Pom darted off into the water. "W-wait for me!" It was too late, Pom had been too quick and Rhuba was still in the middle of finishing his last little task for the camp.

The moment he was finished, he darted into the water, following the exact same path as Pom. As Pom went back to sunbathe, Rhuba would build little sand castles, using a little shovel and bucket that some unfortunate child left behind who knows how long ago. When Pom felt like sunbathing longer, some of the castles he'd create during a sunbathing routine were large. He'd turn to Pom to show him each castle he'd build, naming them all as well. After each castle, he'd jokingly proclaim himself as King Rhuba, and demand Pom to bow to his king. If he did or not was always up to him.

Rhuba had just finished another castle as Pom asked him about the guy who had faceplanted behind him. Rhuba looked in the direction Pom was suggesting, and shrugged. "Couldn't hurt? Could be a... mystery!" Rhuba said, half excitedly. Most dead bodies he saw weren't a mystery, it was pretty obvious what had happened. Before he took off, he turned back to Pom, "Let me check it first, then come in behind me... just in case, yeah?" Floating over to the body, his cloud still overhead casting a Rhuba-sized cloud-like shadow on the sand below. His bare feet dug into the sand as he landed beside the would-be corpse.

"You dead?" He asked rhetorically, as he dug his foot into the sand, and tapped the man with his foot from underneath. Trying his best to drain his last memories out of him, he found that he could feel the process begin, but nothing was there, it was blank. Strange, very strange. That's never happened before. "Hey, I don't think this is an Earthling. Looks like one though..." He pointed at the body, and depending if Pom had came closer with him or listened to him and delayed, this came as a shout across the beach.

Rhuba kind of likes the beach

WC: 721
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Base PL: 92,011

HP: 0%/250% (+0%)
KP: 6/6 (+0)
MP: 0/6 (+0)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
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Last Edit: Sept 21, 2024 1:11:28 GMT -5 by Rhuba

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 21, 2024 16:25:30 GMT -5

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Post by Hoss on Sept 21, 2024 16:25:30 GMT -5

Still no response as Rhuba approached, this lack of activity continued right up until the attempted probing of his mind, which seemed to have prompted him to emit the muffled hiss of escaping air interlaced with a slight electronic hum that gradually morphed into a groan.

".....ghhhhh."

...maybe not so dead after all.

What followed was a very slow attempt to use his arms to leverage himself up, fumbling with the sand until one of his dark metallic hands found purchase on a spot solid enough to start pushing. The other followed suit until it went to adjust the now sand-caked shades that had been slipping off as he rose, replacing its previous spot with his elbow.

If the debatably earthling man been allowed to get that far, it wouldn't have been impossible to catch small flashes of pinkish light reflected against the inside of his glasses, considering his current position, before he moved his head in a way that would have made it slightly easier to glance at the lower half (or halves) of whoever approached him.

"Couldn't get the coastguard could you...? Beach... has gotta close..."

With that he let himself roll onto his side instead of back into the deep man-shaped imprint he'd left before.

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Hoss - 20,000 PL

Traits: Overdrive, Locked and Loaded, Endless Energy Core, Ambidextrous, Avenger

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Battle: Arm Blaster (1/1), Battle Armour (1/1)
Support: Armour Lining (1/1)
Passive: R. Scouter (I believe I was given permission in chat to add this? Narratively it's been integrated into his eyes though so it's not visible.)

Word Count: 208
Total WC: 454

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 23, 2024 18:46:08 GMT -5

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Post by Pom on Sept 23, 2024 18:46:08 GMT -5

“A mystery? Sure. A mystery of why my days can never go smoothly,” Pom complained with a very loud huff, dragging himself along behind Rhuba despite his request. He wanted to see just what the deal was with this intrusion to their nice day! With crossed arms and a slightly lashing tail, he stood to the side of the maybe-dead man, watching as Rhuba poked and prodded at him. “I think he’s just passed out. I saw him moving around before.” He said, and then kicked water onto the man. “Hey! Couldn’t you have chosen a better time to crash on the beach?!” People throw water onto unconscious people to wake them, right? That’s definitely why he did that..
He looked back up to Rhuba, tilting his head. “Not an Earthling? Why not? He looks just like one. Unless you mean, like, he’s a Saiyan without a tail?” He leaned down, looking closer at the man for any defining traits. Despite him being quite tall, wide, and very pale for the average Earthling, he looked pretty normal. Normal enough, anyway. Pom wouldn’t scoff about how weird he looked under his breath, even if he had the chance due to his lack of consciousness. No, he was worried about other things.

But the man stirred and moved around again, shocking Pom and forcing him to hide behind Rhuba, hands on his shoulders. Slowly, he peeked out from Rhuba’s side, his eyes being caught by the shimmering of pinkness behind the man’s glasses. “S-see! He’s alive!” He exclaimed, shaking Rhuba slightly. But it was weird - did Earthlings.. tend to have pink, shining eyes? “..Maybe you’re-..” Pom began, now thinking Rhuba’s assumption to be right, but he went quiet as the man was now slurring something he couldn’t quite hear. And then he flopped over again. Things were getting more confusing by the second, and Pom just knew this would lead to some kind of annoying mess.
“..Uh, what’d he say?” Pom asked nobody in particular, straightening up again and coming from behind the Saiyan as if he wasn’t hiding just a moment ago. “What are you on about, guy?”

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 25, 2024 11:15:15 GMT -5

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Post by Rhuba on Sept 25, 2024 11:15:15 GMT -5

"No, I couldn't get any memories out of him. I've never had that happen with an Earthling before." He said, shaking his head with a deep frown. Rhuba had liked a good mystery, and this guy was turning out to be a good source of that. Moving his foot away from the man, he tapped his chin thinking to himself.

Rhuba felt a surge of happiness as Pom jumped behind him in fear, the idea that Pom hid behind him for defense gave him a tingle. The moving creature didn't give Rhuba pause, as he believed that perhaps Pom could even take them on right now if need be. Clearly it wasn't like any Earthling he had seen before, none of them were ever empty vessels when drained. It then dawned on him that perhaps he hadn't seen all techniques, perhaps there was a way to negate Rhuba's technique he'd never heard of? Nodding to himself, he moved closer to the would-be corpse.

Rhuba crouched down in front of the man, "I don't think they have guards on the coast. What would they even defend here at this beach?" Tch, what an idiot, why would they need guards for a coast that had beach goers? Made no sense, if they had coast guards, they'd be guarding a coast for a military base or something! Rhuba chuckled loudly, before rolling on the balls of his feet. Pom seemed to be interested in what the man had to say, or what he was saying. Holding out his hand, as if he was holding a bean-like object, a bean would slip out of his skin and sit between his extended index and thumb.

"Here, this is what they call a senzu bean, I think." Rhuba was crouching in front of the man's face, Rhuba just shoved it into his mouth, farther than he probably should have. Removing his hand, he would wipe away any liquid, even if there was none out of reflex on the sand underneath him. "Yeah, Pom, that should do it. Lady I got it from said it healed all wounds." Rhuba then turned back quickly, pulling out another bean and shoving it quickly into his mouth as well. "Wait, we should do two, it's probably faster." Rhuba then retreated his hand again, wiping it on the sand below him, and standing up straight.

"Oh yeah, he'll be fixed in no time." Rhuba paused for a moment, and squinted at the sky. "Or did she say it was a snezu bean? She was quick to give it away, that's all I really remember." Rhuba thought little of it, he wouldn't have done that in her position, giving away such powerful beans would be insane! Wait, isn't that what he just did! Rhuba looked down, his eyes laying on Pom and remembering exactly why he had done it, his apprehension melting away immediately.

Rhuba feeds Hoss his 2 Snezu Beans

WC: 478
TWC: 1,199

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Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 25, 2024 23:26:24 GMT -5

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Post by Hoss on Sept 25, 2024 23:26:24 GMT -5

The mechanised stranger remained unwilling to move as the pair continued to converse over him, and while his cognitive functions seemed to be debatable in their eyes, he seemed to remain conscious if his continued grumbling was any indication.

"No I said... ghh... think I had too much sodium... too little... breathing-"

Once Rhuba came down into view, there was likely a sensation of being watched despite some very sandy shades remaining in the way of eye contact with his target.

"...Don't need that.. be fine if I-"

He was interrupted as a hand shoved its way into his mouth, the shock caused him to gag as his eyebrows shot up. Once the fingers were retracted (unfortunately for Rhuba they were indeed damp) he swallowed the bean they'd deposited before he'd even begun to register what just happened.

The expression that remained frozen on his face was unreadable... shock? Disgust? It was definitely something. When he'd managed to form words again they came out slow and almost uncertain sounding.

"Did you just-"

Then another, sandier bean was forced into his mouth, which was instinctively swallowed again, grit and all.

This time he managed to avoid the freezing response, instead trying to push himself away from the individual behind the unwanted forcefeeding attempts, though he'd barely got far enough to roll back over and plant his hands in the sand before his body was wracked with a series of powerful tremors while a quiet yet guttural noise escaped from somewhere in his throat.

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Hoss - 20,000 PL

Traits: Overdrive, Locked and Loaded, Endless Energy Core, Ambidextrous, Avenger

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Battle: Arm Blaster (1/1), Battle Armour (1/1)
Support: Armour Lining (1/1)
Passive: R. Scouter

Hoss "accepts" the two Snezu Beans and has consumed both this turn through his Ambidextrous trait!

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Total WC: 706

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 25, 2024 23:54:59 GMT -5

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Post by Staffbot on Sept 25, 2024 23:54:59 GMT -5

Upon eating the Snezu Beans, something bizarre begins to occur..

Lose 1 Snezu bean, or gain 7 if you have none.

Within Hossier Newman's pockets, as if they were there all along, exactly seven Snezu Beans lay within, comfortable, undamaged by anything else that may reside within his pockets...

All players in the thread immediately gain the strongest transformation for their species for 5 turns, and everyone in all of existence promptly forgets everything that happened related to those forms at the end of those turns.

Next, something from the far flung future yet to pass emerges suddenly within all present— the capacity for a great power beyond anything currently imaginable. The mechanized Hossier reaches the end, calling to the strength of the end; Omega. The Saiyan Rhuba's spirit somehow breaks from his limits and can allow him to now go Further Beyond, and the Citrilian Pomegranate has the capacity to unleash something far, far surpassing anything thought as monstrous...

Alas, such a thing is fleeting, and it will eventually end. When it does, absolutely nothing, and no-one in any way will ever recall these powers, as if they had never emerged at all...

Last Edit: Sept 28, 2024 5:08:47 GMT -5 by Staffbot

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 28, 2024 4:05:58 GMT -5

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Post by Pom on Sept 28, 2024 4:05:58 GMT -5

“Guards? On the.. coast? Well, I guess if something happened, they’d protect the Earthlings, but..” Pom tipped his head to the side. Of course, he was no stranger to planets needing guardians; and it was especially reasonable for Earth, which was rich in less than friendly individuals. (Pom had encountered some firsthand!) But to guard the coast? Did Earthlings tend to deal with underwater threats along with offworld threats?! “Maybe our unlucky guest wants the coast guard to help him? I dunno..” He suggested, turning to look around. There were lifeguards watching from their towers a good distance away, but did they count as coast guards..? “Should we, uh.. get a lifeguard?”
He looked back to Rhuba for his opinion, but dropped it completely as the other man was manifesting some small thing in his hands. And before Pom could properly question what he was going to do with it, or focus on the almost dead man’s words, Rhuba was shoving the thing into his mouth! “..WHAT DID YOU JUST DO??” He blurted out, equally as shocked as the poor victim of the Saiyan’s invasion of privacy. “No, don’t do two— STOP! YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT!?” Pom grabbed Rhuba’s shoulders, giving him full view of the utterly perturbed look on his face. He was nearly shaking him in a panic, utterly frantic. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHY WOULD YOU—“
As if it couldn’t get any worse, the man was now appearing to choke - or something, Pom wasn’t exactly sure. But he was trembling and making gross noises, which probably wasn’t a good sign. “Holy shit, is he choking?!” So not only was this guy nearly drowning, he was also choking to death on not one, but two suspicious beans. Pom’s hands went to his head, fingers raking through his hair with extreme stress. It was supposed to be a nice, relaxing day out with just him and Rhuba - and now some random guy was choking to death on weird magic beans. Please, just let this be some ridiculous nightmare!

Amidst his agony, Pom nearly missed the odd and almost rejuvenated feeling coursing through his veins. It was certainly a different feeling than adrenaline; he could tell, because both of these feelings were running rampant in his body at the same time. All of this was enough to drive him crazy, but there wasn’t much he could do to destress right now. He was in the perfect place to do it - but, right, there was a dying man in front of him.
”Rhuba! You got us into this mess! What should we do?!” Pom demanded something - anything from him!

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Causing trouble in paradise Sept 28, 2024 23:44:03 GMT -5

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Post by Rhuba on Sept 28, 2024 23:44:03 GMT -5

"Save your life, yeah." Rhuba said, a smug grin on his face, uncaring if it was true or not. Pom had quickly came up behind him, shaking him furiously as he exclaimed the man was choking. Rhuba frowned, looking the man over. "Oh, he's fiiiine!" Rhuba exclaimed, pointing at the choking man. "He'll live. He got some sand with it, that'll heal him right up even if the beans don't." Rhuba nodded to himself, and to Pom, but it seemed to do very little to calm Pom down.

As the man surprisingly ate the bean, Rhuba could feel something within him start to swell. A well of power opened up, something he had never felt before. It was bubbling at the surface, wanting to reach out and exist. Rhuba backed off from Hoss, taking a few steps away, as well as backing up from Pom. The feeling of power escalated as Rhuba began to tap into it, only wondering what it was and how it had showed up. The moment he touched the power, he knew something was wrong.

Rhuba's gaze found Pom as he backed away further, trying to get distance away from him specifically. He could feel a chain reaction starting inside him, similar to when he went into his Wrathful state to the first time, but this one felt... bigger. It might not be good to be near Pom during this, but he had already broke the dam, and he was having a hard time already holding back. Reaching for the power was the catalyst, and now the chain reaction was unstoppable as an explosion of energy sent shockwaves down the beach. Any normal Earthlings nearby were blown a few feet away as the sand around Rhuba began to cave in, creating a spherical hole as he now floated a few feet in the air due to the now created hole, the sand underneath his feet being shoved deeper into the ground, and out in every direction around him, swirling around the area like a sandstorm.

Rhuba's eyes were blank, void of any features aside the white sclera that stayed present as he silently floated, energy whipped around him chaotically, swirling into multiple colors. Future events that wouldn't play out for who knows how long would eventually push Rhuba to this limit, but today, for some reason, he was now reaching into this power. The colors that swirled around him coalesced into a shiny ball of ki around him, the ki shimmered like a mirror, blues, reds, yellows, the entire spectrum reflected like a marble from the ki that had encased his form.

Inside the sphere, Rhuba didn't scream like he normally would when charging, nor would he grunt in exertion. The energy was happening to him, this time, rather than him pulling it out, it was being pulled into him. If Parasitix had been here during this, they would have been extinguished right then and there, luckily he was away unbeknownst to Rhuba. The ball of energy that circled Rhuba shattered, the colors shifting to white as they slowly shattered starting from the top of the sphere, pieces of ki sprinkled into the sand below, scattering into white energy as it hit the surface. Where Rhuba should have been, was now a silhouette, encased in the same ki that had created the sphere earlier.

The silhouette shattered, just like the sphere, and the torrent of winds that had been created from him turned their directions back inward toward him as Rhuba fell to the sand floor, on his knees. The earlier sounds of wind, sand, and energy all ended the moment he landed, and now a calm silent wave of energy rippled out from Rhuba as he sat there. The energy he had felt, it was now his. Rhuba closed his eyes, as he landed on his knees. Still, eyes closed, he pushed off the sand with his knee. His brain felt fuzzy, he could feel a calmness seep deep into him, his body's tension had been released, and he felt the most limber he had ever felt in his entire life. As he rose, his black hair slowly starting from the base, began to become consumed by a silver color. Once it reached his red bang, it turned his bang blue, as if it was always supposed to be that way. His hair lengthened only slightly, and spiked even more than it originally was.

Rhuba's eyes opened, though the Saiyan in front of Pom and Hoss looked nothing like him anymore. His eyes were now bright blue, like standing water in a calm lake. Time seemed to move differently for him now, it felt, to him, like he was moving quicker, but couldn't explain how. He could feel the air around him more intimately than he could before, all the sounds were so quiet, but also loud. Rhuba didn't feel like he was Rhuba anymore, something felt different, like he had stepped into another person's body. His piercing blue eyes glanced down at his hand, a white aura shot up around him, the aura itself rippled around him like water, rather than a torrent of energy as it used to be for him. Flexing his hand that he stared at, it felt like his mind and body were connected on a different level.

Rhuba turned to find Pom, searching for him after what had happened to make sure he was alright. If the new form hadn't gave him a surprisingly calm demeanor, he'd be panicking thinking he might have accidentally hurt Pom, but he felt strangely calm even though he was worried. Finally, his new blue eyes found the Dragon he was looking for, and even if imperceivable due to his calm demeanor, his eyes softened drastically once he found him.

Rhuba unlocks his (x38) form... randomly?

WC: 948
TWC: 2,147

Base PL: 100,000
Transformed PL: 3,800,000

HP: 0%/250% (+0%)
KP: 6/6 (+0)
MP: 0/6 (+0)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
Items: Battle Armor (Unused) | Battle Liner (Unused)

Last Edit: Oct 2, 2024 0:50:34 GMT -5 by Rhuba

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Causing trouble in paradise Oct 15, 2024 20:36:12 GMT -5

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Post by Hoss on Oct 15, 2024 20:36:12 GMT -5

The unpleasant series of noises only continued as the pair bickered about the condition of the man in front of them, a fuzzy hum of white noise now beginning to bleed in over the more organic sounds of retching. By the point Rhuba was backing off to deal with his own... situation, this stranger to them was likely stretching the definition of "fine" by many interpretations as a keen eye might have spotted his hunched over form blurring at the edges...

If he was aware of the swirling mass of light and sand forming around the saiyan, he hadn't had had the chance to show it- as once he was caught up in the current, his body was lost to the blurring effect it had been under, losing any semblance of shape and focus as a mix of blacks, whites and deep pinks were pulled out and smeared against the current. The white noise of before would only ramp up in volume, now transforming into a deafening array of droning frequencies while whatever they belonged to was being undone.

"̶̨̠͍̟̤̙̌͐̀̆ ̶̡̧̀̋͂͗̈͘ ̸̯͕̭̆̍̅͝͝͠ ̵̮̝̯̦̘́͂̎̃̀ ̸̛͇̪̹̗̥͒̾̈́̐̎ ̵̥͈̹̗̂ ̶͕̣̇͗̂̀̉̀ ̸̱̻͓̱̲̻͐͐͌̏̆͐ ̸̤̻͓̆ ̸̼̯͉̩̟͝ ̴̭̘͝ ̸͎̏̔̒̀́ ̸͈͎̃̓͋ ̷̨̺͌̋̃̄̈́͆ ̵̧̭̙̦̪͛͒͋ ̷̛͚̞͓̇ ̴̯̘̏͆͜ ̴͕̬̫̭̗͝ ̷̭̯̹̱̞͗͗̈́̈͝ ̸̼̗̞̳̉̀͒̐̚ ̶̧̤̲̔ ̷̛̝͚̙̺͛̓̉̿̚͜ ̷̨̡̖̺̳̀ ̸̢̻̀̉̉̉́͠ͅ ̵͈̳͍̞̞̊̒̂ ̷̮̂ ̸̨̾̄̑̅̈́ ̷͇̺̅̈́́̅͝ ̷̺̳̓̀̚͠ ̷̡̪͎̖͒̀͒̕ ̸̲̭̥̀̅̋̈́̀́ ̷̛͕̫͉̱̈́̂̓͠ ̷̪̗͈̽̐̚ ̴̢̲̭̙̙́ ̷͚̈́̋ ̴̹͚͗̂̅͠ ̸̫̓͌̃̏̅̚ͅ ̸̟̻̻̑̀̈́̇ͅ ̶̟̣̈́̈̕̕͝ ̴̡͋͒ ̷̯͓́́ͅ ̸̡̮͙͓͆ ̴̺̘̅̋̀ ̷̲̭͇̾̾̿̇͘͝ ̵̡̲̰̟̣͐ ̴̢̨̮͐̎̐͜ ̸̰̗̓̎̑̍̈́͝ ̴̼͙̱̾́͛͠ ̸̢͇̟̱̯̪̿̒ ̷͇͚̊̈́͜ ̷̮̽ ̸̲͇͒̎ ̸̧͍̱̝̠̀̕ ̴̻̱̾̆͋ ̶̯̺̰͛́ ̸̢̘̟̘̝͈͗͛̓ ̶̙́̎ͅ ̴̞̍̆̋̕ ̸͙̘͎̂ͅ ̷̥͚̆͑̅̈͋̿ ̸̰̳̬̝̜̠̆͆̉̆́̈́ ̸̦͙̺̻́̋̉̀̈́ ̷̦̼͕̰͌ ̷̹̬̓͆͒͠ ̶̡̪̟͉̑̊̕ ̶̡̤̘̳́̊ ̸̭͔̬͖̝͓̎̍͌̚͠ ̶͓̥̯͓̆̈́ ̷̛̛̜̖͈̄͂̉͐ ̶̣̎ ̷̟̘͖͚̰͑̐̈̎̈́̕ ̸͇̩͑ ̶͙̗̠̽͑̋͐͠͝ ̵͍̼̰͚̠͔͆͛͗̌̕ ̶̥̪̩̠͙̏̀ ̷̎͋̾̃͜ ̷̡͍̖͇̮̆ ̷͙́͋̌͝ ̷̨̰͇̼͇͎̔͋̑͊̀ ̵̬͓̝̬̼̙͗́̊̑̀̈́ ̵̙̲̓͝ ̷̩̱̘͍͇̳̃̄͝ ̵͎͎̖̀̒̆͑͊̚ ̶̯̥͓̝̦͖̓́ ̵̡̯̝̰͉̏̈̅͜ ̶̫̻̺̖̮̜̐̀̎̂̒̕ ̸͉̤̯̺̙̇͐͘͜ ̶̝̀̄̑̌̚͝ ̵̥̐͐ ̵͖̊̒͐́͠ ̵͇͇͆ ̷̢̺̞̮̫̖̐͑̆͑͝"̴̪̬͔̆̏

Though before it could truly be torn apart, a steady climb of energy emerged within the largest section of colour, and as it did a vaguely humanoid shape began to drag itself across the sand, pulling its stretched frame inward as it shifted around and forced more detailed features to reform. Once the body was almost complete, the noises it emitted quickly died down, and with the wind starting to vanish, it seemingly snatched the opportunity to perform another shift, the form once again unfocusing only to come back into view standing upright.

The reformed body in question... looked exactly the same as it did before, even down to the damp covering of sand all over it. He wobbled slightly as he regained his footing and appeared to swallow something down with an audible gulp. (Had the beans been stuck this whole time??)

"Oh."

It was a very flat exclamation considering what just occurred, though the rapid sequence of pink lights flashing through his lenses might have indicated more was going on under the surface. His attention seemed to shift onto something else as his eyebrows furrowed and his head slowly inclined in Rhuba's direction.

"...This ain't right."

It wasn't clear who that was directed at given the circumstances.

Thread Info
Hoss - 20,000 PL > 820,000 PL (Hoss has also entered his x41 form??)

Traits: Overdrive, Locked and Loaded, Endless Energy Core, Ambidextrous, Avenger

Items
Battle: Arm Blaster (1/1), Battle Armour (1/1)
Support: Armour Lining (1/1) (staying here unless the people want to update the thread to the new mechanics)
Consumable: Oops, all snezus! (mechanically only 3, imagine that he's got a pocket on his trousers that's full of weird lumpy objects now ig, perhaps he'll notice soon...)
Passive: R. Scouter

Word Count: 388
Total WC: 1,094

Pom
Potent Warrior

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 30,000
XP: 16,394
Monstrous (x4)

Tag: @pomegranate
Posts: 157 Male

Item Malus: 9,250

Causing trouble in paradise Oct 15, 2024 21:19:16 GMT -5

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Post by Pom on Oct 15, 2024 21:19:16 GMT -5

Rhuba was stepping back, so maybe he had a plan for something. That’s what Pom had hoped, at least; but he could feel the tension rising in the air, the skyrocketing of the Saiyan’s energy. Which, of course, meant nothing good. The unpredictability of Rhuba always drove him crazy, but what would he possibly do with his Ki here? It wasn’t reasonable to blast the guy who was choking on the ground, and Rhuba was looking directly at Pom.
“..What are you-“
Then there was light. Blinding, terrifying light, and an unfathomable amount of power. Pom shielded his face from the onslaught of wind and sand thrown at him and the choking man beside him; it was the only thing he could do now, as the sheer force was nearly flattening him against the ground. He peeked through his hands at the supernova before him, with no idea of how to make sense of it all. The feeling was similar to how he felt when Rhuba had shown off his transformation as they first met, but infinitely more overwhelming. He dropped his hands as everything in the air relaxed.

Pom hardly noticed that the man was no longer choking, and had actually reached a transformation of his own. No, his wide eyes were fixed upon the glorious, radiant Saiyan a few feet away. He was frozen in place for what felt like forever under his gaze, staring on into those tranquil pools of water. And for whatever reason - maybe it was the clouds clearing and the light that was radiating from Rhuba - it suddenly felt much hotter. A whirlpool of various thoughts swept across his mind, and before he knew it, he was speaking.
“..Hey.. why don’t we get out of here and go—..” Pom paused, frozen again, but it seemed more like he’d just realized something. Snapping back into reality, he mentally slapped away whatever he was thinking of. Now was absolutely not the time! “..Go.. um.. get this guy to a hospital.”
Good save.

He tore his eyes away from Rhuba and instead turned to the no longer choking man, hoping the flushing of his face wasn’t totally obvious. “..Oh! Look, he’s alive again. I think. I mean, he’s talking and standing..” Pom’s thoughts clearly weren’t all there, but maybe he could pass it off as panic..? “It’s still, uh, a good idea to get him to a hospital.. yeah.”

OOC: —

WC: 413 (1,634 total)

PL: 12,000 (base)

Current Resources: Scouter, Destron Flask (0/1)

KP: 6/6

MP: 0/6

HP: 0/310

Traits: Hardy, Restrained Might (A), Metamorphosis (IA), Survivalist

Profile picture by Eorime on VGen!!
APP
PLOTTER

Rhuba
Renowned Power

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 100,000
XP: 16,719
Wrathful (x5)
Super Saiyan (x18)

Tag: @rhuba
Posts: 340 Male

Item Malus: 10,000

Causing trouble in paradise Oct 17, 2024 8:38:52 GMT -5

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Post by Rhuba on Oct 17, 2024 8:38:52 GMT -5

Rhuba's silver hair defied gravity more than it usually did, and began to wave as if in a cross breeze. The... Earthling...? Creature? Rhuba turned his head slowly, his newly crafted blue eyes scanning every detail, the world painting into view as he scanned. Everything that didn't matter was washed away, a vague concept of his surroundings was established in his head, but all the minute details were washed away, and only things that mattered were painted in.

Even though he did not look behind him, he knew where Pom was at all times, only now realizing this fact. Instinctually he had deemed Pom as the most important thing, which meant that every single object, living or non-living around a small radius around Pom was within his perception at all times, his ki was bouncing around Pom's vicinity similar to echo-location.

"You." Rhuba's voice was now low, filled with bass, less of a growl, more of an extreme calm. Though he spoke normally, magically his voice was amplified to be heard as if he was speaking from just a short distance from them, regardless of his actual position.

Rhuba took a step, and to his surprise was already past the man. "More beans." Rhuba spun his entire body, ki wrapped around him as he did so, spinning in the sand like a top, rather than sift through the sand like normally, all of the sand around him had been slung away in the direction of his turn. "I can smell them." Rhuba sniffed the air while his hand raised in the air slowly. Hoss would feel a light touch brush past him as Rhuba deftly removed two beans from where they had been stashed on his person.

The moment he looked away from Hoss, the world was repainted around Pom, his eyes now locking with the man from afar. Rhuba needed to talk to Pom, it felt like an opportunity, a moment of clarity he might never get again. The Saiyan began his path to Pom, but instead of walking atop the sand, his feet drug through the coarse and impacted sand underneath as if it were light snow.

"Pom." Rhuba could feel his thoughts connecting dots he hadn't been able to before, it wasn't that he thought faster, he could think... better? It was strange, everything he had felt before this moment now felt strange and embarrassing for him... like a veteran realizing in old age how what he had done in his past was something to be ashamed of, but instead of it happening slowly over time due to old age, it happened to Rhuba all at once.

"It feels so silly. I thought I was allergic to you." Rhuba said plainly, as he finally stopped in front of Pom. Tapping the side of his head, his body's new demands foreign to him, and the movements were no different. "I was, no, I am, a fool." Rhuba's voice was now soft, like a whisper, his eyes fixated on Pom's. "I love you." Rhuba wasn't smarter, he was the same as before, but the new power came with a calmness that washed over his entire body and mind. Things his mind had not let him remember were so vividly clear, and the negative impacts from all his memories were lost in the calm.

"Now, eat." Rhuba demanded, as he stepped closer to Pom, lifting up his chin with his left hand and with his right he'd gently slide one of the beans over the man's lower lip, and into his mouth. Rhuba smiled, and fed himself one in a similar fashion. Rhuba wasn't smarter, no. He just realized how much bullshit he actually believed in. Dirt can heal you? The memories Parasitix had hid from Rhuba told him otherwise, it was quite obvious to him now that soil had no healing properties.

Rhuba puts one of the beans he stole in Pom's mouth, and consumes one himself!

WC: 615
TWC: 2,762

Base PL: 100,000
Transformed PL: 3,800,000

HP: 0%/250% (+0%)
KP: 6/6 (+0)
MP: 0/6 (+0)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
Items: Battle Armor (Unused) | Battle Liner (Unused)

- Aclyr

Staffbot
Administrator

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SIDES

PL: More Than Yours
XP: ???
Admin (x500)

Tag: @admin
Posts: 201

Causing trouble in paradise Oct 22, 2024 2:11:10 GMT -5

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Post by Staffbot on Oct 22, 2024 2:11:10 GMT -5

Upon eating the Snezu Bean, something bizarre begins to occur..

Your Zeni and PL swap for the rest of the thread.

Rhuba, while he has for some reason been able to access an unfathomable transformative power, his resting level of strength (Base PL 100,000, approximately 83.33 Raditzes all in a trench coat) now begins to dwindle; instead matching some nebulous level of riches outside of his comprehension. (His base PL now inexplicably lowers to 18,423, approximately 15.35 Raditzes all in a noticeably smaller trenchcoat).

Hoss
Newcomer

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 20,000
XP: 0
Three-Star Agent (x5)

Tag: @890
Posts: 15 Female

Causing trouble in paradise Nov 7, 2024 21:12:26 GMT -5

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Post by Hoss on Nov 7, 2024 21:12:26 GMT -5

"Me...?"

Hoss's eyebrow went up as attention was brought back onto him, though with how fast the next sequence of events went by, he barely had time to turn his head before he was attempting to jerk away from the hand picking through his pockets.

"Wha- Ey! Hell d'you think you're-"

He appeared to glare at the Saiyan from behind his shades while his hand moved to cover the pilfered pocket... then he looked down to open it for himself- a collection of fluorescent beans looked back, his brows furrowed further before he turned to look back towards the... display unfolding.

Despite his visible annoyance the way he averted his gaze could have been comedic to some. He only looked back once the subject of his health was broached.

"I'll live... though I'll be real with you that I'm seeing a lot of numbers here that weren't here before and the stuff that keeps me ticking is a little... experimental, so..." He pulled air between his teeth.

Once they'd moved on to consuming the stolen produce, Hoss made an attempt to call out though it seemed to do little to stop the saiyan.

"Don't eat-"

He sighed loudly. Another sequence of lights began to flash behind his glasees as his sights passed over Rhuba and his shifting energy, once it stopped he started to take a few steps forward, crossing his arms as he did.

"Fellas, all power to ya, but can we roll it back a bit and maybe think before we start stealing and feeding people stuff when we don't know where it came from?"

He sounded exasperated.

Thread Info
Hoss - 820,000 PL - x41 Active?

Traits: Overdrive, Locked and Loaded, Endless Energy Core, Ambidextrous, Avenger

Items
Battle: Arm Blaster (1/1), Battle Armour (1/1)
Support: Armour Lining (1/1)
Consumable: 1 Snezu Bean (-2)
Passive: R. Scouter

Word Count: 270
Total WC: 1,364