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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 29 2015, 12:08 PM (148 Views) | |
| Targui | Jan 29 2015, 12:08 PM Post #1 |
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What was he? Doctor Myuu certainly would know, but this misguided Warrior had been thrown off the true trail of who or what he was as an individual. He had white long hair that went forwards, curved like a crescent shape. . . red wire-like bumps and markings covered his face. . . as for his eyes, they were nothing close to normal. They were crimson, laced with some form of metal that gave a sunglasses-like glare and tint that covered his eyes. The skin tight black spandex suit with a white armored top and red/orange vest that was somehow molded to his shoulder blades. He stood at precisely 6'2", handsome features, an athletic build, and a long monkey tail that was as white as his hair. He walked through the streets of central city trying as best he could to not draw attention to himself. Over a course of two days this 'creature' had been decapitated and recovered almost entirely with a new form and body. . . he was unconscious when it had happened, he probably didn't even know that vein-like wires clumped together around had grown to replace what he had lost, only to have a skin-like technological mesh grow over top of it in a horrific fashion. He had many questions, questions that required answers. . . yet he was walking in the opposite direction of the answers. His name was Nise. . . and he couldn't tell if he was a Man, a saiyan, or a machine. False memories filled his head, a fake life of conquering planets under the reign of King vegeta. The memories didn't even make sense at first, he simply accepted them as what it was until his black hair had suddenly turned to white and changed almost entirely. It had rained recently, the sky was a darkening gray that seemed to go on forever. Each and every puddle that Nise passed caused him to glare and gaze at the twisted machine mutant visage that replicated the saiyan image. Sometimes along the way he would even destroy some parts of the street with a Ki blast to stop himself from staring at the image. Of all the organizations, Nise was going to the king's guard to ask 'what' exactly he was as a sentient organism, it would have been a better idea to visit the NRRA or BBA and ask some machine experts rather than ordinary doctors for ordinary people. "Ugh. . . My head aches." he murmured to himself, wires were still shifting around inside trying to repair any damage that may have still existed from his almost instantaneous recovery. WC: 441 |
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| Rain | Jan 29 2015, 01:28 PM Post #2 |
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The Chosen One
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She was not quite sure what drove her there. Well, on second thought, she was. There was supposed to be some sort of special on really cute clothing. That was her main reason to go to those areas. Granted, as soon as she saw she had not been the only one with that mentality, the idea of shopping became a fleeting one. Regardless of the struggles she might have endured throughout her life to become as strong as she was, wrestling her way through hundreds of angry teens and moms was something she just preferred to avoid entirely. To her surprise, Midna had chosen not to come. One would think that, seeing how wild and fashion savvy she tended to be, Midna would have been the first one to push her to go shopping. But, likely knowing Pamela would back out because of the sheer number of buyers, she probably chose to stay behind and avoid the waste of time entirely. She could not blame her. Not much anyways. Having come right after her usual training, Pamela wore the garments that made most sense to her and felt more comfortable. It consisted of a thin tube like top that kept her bosom in place despite leaving her back and midsection bare. She also wore a set of short black short shorts. Granted she’d never go out in just that however. Despite how comfortable it was for training and combat, it was revealing to say the least. As such, she always wore a white gi of hers with a light blue sash. So...what do I do now? she said thinking to herself, eyes on the ground, while she walked down the streets. Shopping was out of the question. Training was always a possibility but she could have just as easily done that anywhere else. Its not like she knew anyone in the city at the moment anyways, so hanging out, despite her largely shy and nervous behavior, would be a difficult thing. WC: 328 |
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| Targui | Jan 29 2015, 02:44 PM Post #3 |
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Nise's genetic coding, or 'bio-makeup' for his Machine Mutant template was almost directly derived from the Saiyan race, granted they were modified slightly so the zenkai ability would be almost active at all times. For example, rather than gaining an extensive power boost, Nise would gain the ability to grow exponentially without coming near death. How they managed to pull that off probably had something to do from creating the first triple helix DNA. ". . . There isn't anything about this whole scenario that doesn't make me so disgusted that makes me want to forcefully vomit out my own internal organs. I despise the fact this place so intensely that I cant tell if my vision is blurry from my release from the healing pod in the human's laboratory, or for my unforgiving rage. If allowed, when I am back to full strength, If allowed, I will gut the humans with an honest to monkey god smile on my face, and then proceed to paint the home I build form their bodies with their very blood. . . " The odd clothing Nise wore would get him some strange looks, not everyone wore a spandex slimline suit like some sort of super hero on a regular basis, much less sport white hair and a monkey tail. . . Nise would pass Pamela with this grumpy look on his face murmuring a monologue (specifically the words in green). The red markings seemed to glow as bright as his eyes did just when rage began to set in and the artificial adrenal glans or 'rage energizers' (a non-scientific term for how rage seems to set in him.) Nise probably wasn't a very pleasant guy to begin with, the mindset, confusion, and obvious rage was probably a sign he may have needed a nap. . . if he knew what a nap was. He must've hit a BSOD moment some time ago. (Blue screen of death), that little moment where your mind simply says 'Firetruck it all!' and causes a mental break that has detrimental effects. WC: 344 TWC: 845 |
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| Taoranran | Feb 11 2015, 01:27 PM Post #4 |
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Crane Princess
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Nise's Gains: Power Level: 32,890 Artificial Enhancements: 4 Training Points: 1.1 Zeni: 800 Master Tokens: 8 Turtle School Tokens Pamela's Gains: Power Level: 9,375 Training Points: 0.375 Zeni: 300 |
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