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| Seeking Training From Mr. Piccolo; Valdus/Piccolo | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 5 2016, 04:11 PM (156 Views) | |
| Valdus | May 5 2016, 04:11 PM Post #1 |
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Valdus searched through the dense mountains of Mount Pazou, he had heard from one Mr. Popo when he trained with him that there was a great warrior who lived out here who could train him. He knew of Goku, but Mr. Popo spoke of a man with limitless patience, and confidence, Valdus wished to ascend to that level of focus with the aid of this "Piccolo" he spoke of. Valdus searched, creating a beacon with his power in hopes of illuminating his presence, in hopes of attracting the attention of a certain wood wind instrument. WC: 95 |
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| Orengee | May 5 2016, 06:00 PM Post #2 |
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The Last Tuffle
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Deep in the calm forest of Mount Pazou, Piccolo sat upon a large boulder with his eyes closed. He was surrounded by a beautiful grove hidden away from civilization. The rock bearing Piccolo's weight had moss envelop it long ago. Laying on the viridian grass near the Namekian warrior was a grouping of various wildlife and forest animals. All calmly resting under a brilliant shaft of sunlight that warmed the grove. The only thing that could be heard was Piccolo's deep breathing as he meditated. The Namekian's power radiated, causes small embers of yellow energy to slowly surround the calm patch of forest he meditated in. Whatever mental state Piccolo was in, it was apparent the very spirit of the forest itself welcomed his presence. Creaks of twigs and the rustle of leaves off in the distance caught the attention of the resting forest animals. A stranger began to approach Piccolo causing the wildlife to perk with interest. All the animals began to scatter at notice of the oncoming stranger. Piccolo grumbled as his ambiance was shattered by a individual whose power he did not recognize. The calm glow that enveloped the grove faded. The Namekian could sense Valdus take a step into his forest sanctuary. Without opening his eyes or budging an inch, Piccolo exhaled, "Who are you and what do you want?" His tone was obviously one of irritation. ________________ WC: 231 TWC: 231 Edited by Orengee, May 5 2016, 06:00 PM.
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| Valdus | May 5 2016, 09:16 PM Post #3 |
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Valdus holds out his hand as he is met with a large looming figure, he was sat down but even sitting he was a large man. Valdus nodded with a firm grin, as he began his speech. Greetings, I am Valdus Bastion. Maylonian Noble from the Planet Maylon. I come seeking the training of a man that bares your resemblance. Were you to be him, you would come highly recommended from one Mr. Popo from the Guardian's Lookout. I spent some months there honing my craft under his tutelage, he said I could benefit from your guidance. That is..." Valdus said tilting his head to the side as he let a smirk etch itself across his lips. "You are Piccolo." Valdus said, his eyes narrowing as he tried to not show too much hope. This Namekian was very different from the last one he had met. The last Namekian he had met was young, exuberant, a sense of young enthusiasm about him. This Namekian seemed to have years of seasoned experience, his presence, his calm...there was something about him that showed a wise soul. Valdus hoped he could learn under his mentoring, Valdus wasn't against learning. WC: 195 TWC: 290 |
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| Orengee | May 6 2016, 03:03 AM Post #4 |
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The Last Tuffle
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Piccolo scoffed. The Namekian still had not even opened his eyes or changed his stance. His white cape continued to embrace him and the mossy stone he sat upon. "Popo sent you?" Piccolo asked. "Was training under him too hard for your precious and noble body to bear? And you came all this way to interrupt my meditations? Why? Because another wanna-be fighter wants to become powerful?! Your movements are clunky, even for a "noble". Honestly, who introduces themselves AS a noble?" The Namekian took a deep breath. Years ago he would have just blasted Valdus just for being annoying. But Piccolo has changed quite a bit since his previous aspirations of ruling the world. Kami's power calmed his heart. "If you are so dead set on becoming my student," the Namekian told Valdus. "Show me the full depth of your powers. Let us see how powerful the great "Valdus Bastion, Maylonian Noble from the Planet Maylon" is!" Piccolo continued to sit and keep his eyes closed as he waited. ________________ WC: 168 TWC: 399 Edited by Orengee, May 6 2016, 03:13 AM.
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| Valdus | May 6 2016, 04:02 AM Post #5 |
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Valdus blinked, he was told to show him. Valdus merely shrugged as he swiftly moved his hand forward in a meticulous fashion the articulation of his motions. His movements fluid like a lot oiled up fire serpent through boiling butter. With a sharp spike in power Valdus supercharged a ki sphere. Within nanoseconds of a moment he fired the best orb at Piccolo incinerating a large portion of the area. If Piccolo was curious to see how powerful Valdus he was happy to oblige albeit in a rather blunt fashion for most it would seem. Valdus had no problem swinging his weight around, wishing to improve his strength. He didn't want to waste his time with parlor tricks. He was gonna skin that smoke wagon and see what haapens. What's the worst that the Name koan could do? Valdus was curious though, because his eyes were closed and Valdus was at pretty much point blank range. Valdus lifted his hand up to his face, pulling his hair back behind his ear for comforts sake. Suppose that's how a Maylon Noble presented himself. Wc: 182 |
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| Orengee | May 7 2016, 02:22 AM Post #6 |
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The Last Tuffle
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Piccolo finally opened his eyes after the explosion rocked the forest sanctuary. The Namekian slowly turned and gazed at the destruction Valdus had done to his resting place. The beautiful green grass had become charred in flame. The enveloping trees broken and and snapped into cinders. Even the friendly forest creatures who had made that place their home were either dead or dying. Piccolo growled at the sight. The elder warrior stood up from what was left of the precious stone he rested upon and brushed the ash from his clothes. The smell of the charred forest singed at his nostrils. Piccolo gripped his fists tightly in anger. He stared at Valdus to decide how to best deal with the stranger. "You come here, interrupt my training and ask me to train you only for you to destroy this place?!" Piccolo raged. "I don't have the time nor the patience to deal with "noble" garbage like you who doesn't even know the meaning of respect." Piccolo began to walk away from the alien. "A wild mule with no manners doesn't deserve my training," he added as he continued to leave through the ruined forest area of Mount Paozu and walk into the distance. TRAINING REQUEST DENIED ______________________ WC: 204 TWC: 603 |
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| Valdus | May 7 2016, 10:25 PM Post #7 |
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Valdus sighs. "You don't even give me the decency of eye contact and you think I'm uncouth? Here you sit in the middle of the wilderness and don't act like you can't feel my strength! I am not some tender toed warrior looking for some environmental spiel. This Earth heals itself and I highly doubt the rocks you were sitting on are going to be crying. Plus, I shot you and you idly stood by and watched it happened. My intention was to goad you into testing my strength and see if I was worthy. But alas, you've created some scenario in your head I'm blasting fields of grass and looking to harm this planet. I came from Mr. POPO for Christ sakes, even you understand the necessity of collateral damage. Not like any of this could be undone by the Dragon Balls. Honestly, Popo told me there was a patient man inside of you, but all I see is the angry one. Hmph, and here I thought you were someone great." Valdus said with a shrug of his shoulders, slowly turning away and walking away slowly...super slow. Wc: 189 -You're kind of at fault too confirmed- Edited by Valdus, May 7 2016, 10:27 PM.
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