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The DBZ RP: Unholy Merging of Worlds; DBZ RP First Saga: Part 1
Topic Started: Aug 26 2008, 07:03 PM (848 Views)
DarkDestroyer

It is the day of the First Annual World Martial Arts Tournament. Held at rural and beautiful Papaya Island, fighters from around Earth are flocking to participate. Some are lured by the fun. Some are lured by the sport. Some are lured by the possibility of fame. Almost all are lured by the money. A slew of powerful fighters are arranged in one spot. Something is bound to happen, rather it be good or bad.

Ken flies overhead of Papaya Island, thoughts of his father not coming to watch him compete still fresh in his mind. He runs his fingers through his hair as he touches down somewhat near the coast for a short rest. He looks at his wrist; he had about thirty more minutes before the entrants were supposed to be there. Laying back, he shuts his eyes for a moment, and wonders about what is to come. Just as he is about to drift off, a small yowling is heard. He jolts to full awareness, and immediately begins looking around.
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Helistral Diakos

Aomen flies through the air, his visage that of complete calm and tranquility. He flies to reach the island of Papaya, the holding place for the First Annual World Martial Arts Tournament. After a few more minutes of flight over the blue and turqoise seas, the enrobed teenager reaches Papaya Island.

"Ahh, here it is. Hmm, I see people are already here." The young man lands down on the ground and looks around, viewing the lay of the land. He soon sees many people from around the world, arriving to see this tournament.

"Why do they arrive so early? Well, I guess I'll find out eventually." Aomen goes and sits down on the ground outside the tournament area, taking a short rest before it's time to sign-up and go in.
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A darker shaded Namekian meditates on the summit of a very tall mountain. While he meditates, a small, red Alien climbs the mountain next to it which is about the same height. As he does, the Namekian feels his power as he climbs and can judge his height as he gains altitude.
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Anivanity
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ZOOM!
All of a sudden an asteroid thunders through the skies above the beautiful paradise of Papaya, disrupting the usual tranquility of the island!
BOOM!
The speeding ball of fire impacts the island and an earth shattering shockwave fans out in all directions around the crash site!
Edited by Anivanity, Aug 26 2008, 08:13 PM.
I would like to burn this down. I would like to see it melt in yellow and observe a cloud of blackness rise. Watch it rise as it is wrath Himself. Watch it rise. Crows will flee the scene as if to remind me how long it's been since I have seen a dove. Melt in yellow as I do. Exhaustion and mother of tribulation. Wound by wound, I torture myself. Wound by wound, I will persevere. Whiteness, present yourself, as I know you are the sky and the anchor of my being. What we've known turns to paper. We we've known is like cigarettes. Formaldehyde fingers.
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NemesisZeru

A small hovercar flies over Ken, and for a breif moment each can sense the other's power. the hovercar lands not too far away, and a man and young girl exit the car.


Kazen: "it's about time we got here..."


Sanaka: "...."
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Xemnas

Bari Bari flies over the land scape heading for the island that was hosting the tournament. He was looking forward to the competators he'd be facing. As he gets closer he lands outside not tired in the least but decides to take a rest anyway. He looks around but can't tell the audience from the fighters but that doesnt matter much to him at the moment. He sits in a small part of the island outside the tournament area waiting untill he actually has to register himself.

Slyth himself is meditating somewhere near the island but not quite there. He wanted to remain in peace for the time being before the battles began. He however looked up at the sky and realized he didn't have the luxury any longer and starts flying to get registerd as soon as possible.
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DarkDestroyer

Ken's eyes dart up as a familiar, and a bit detested, power is detected. At nearly the same moment, he feels a small tremor and another large power in the distance. He then hears the yowling get louder, and focuses on it, moving a bit closer.
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John Ruglia lands on Papaya Island. His intent is obvious, he wishes to join the First Annual World Martial Arts Tournament, and he always fights to win. He wears rugged, old clothing with a few holes and tears in them, but the worn look fits him well. He wasn't really the best at sensing other people's energies yet, so he was completely oblivious to the kinds of powers awaiting him in this tournament, but regardless, he knew he was going to fight anyone, or anything, they pair him with. So, he didn't really let the thought bother him as he walks around, searching for the registration booths.
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DarkDestroyer

Just as Ken takes yet another step closer to the yowling and yelping, he feels yet another power within the boundaries of the island. He shakes off the sinking feeling that he is not nearly the strongest on this island, and begins to search through the bushes. A few moments and several thorn pricks later, Ken emerges from the bushes with a puppy in tow. The dog is obviously a mutt, having semi-short hair that is somewhere between gray and brown. It's ears are about the length that a lab's would be, as is the rest of its facial structure, hinting that it may have a large amount of lab in it. However, inspection of the teeth would show that it was mixed with a more vicious breed. The dog seems friendly enough, and Ken leans close to the ground to get a better look.

Ken: Hmm.... his fur isn't too bad as far as gloss is concerned... he's been keeping healthy out here. No tags. I don't think he's trained...

The dog looks up to Ken, and the two match eyes, and Ken pauses his train of thought for a moment. In a flash of blue light that happens extremely quickly, Ken blinks, and when he opens his eyes, they are glowing blue, as are the dog's eyes. The glow subsides after a quick ebb and flow, and Ken continues, as if nothing had happened.

Ken: I like you... I'll call you.... Beken.... yeah... I'll call you Beken.

Ken picks up Beken in his arms, and the dog shows no objections to being held. Ken slowly lifts into flight, and Beken, surprisingly, shows no lack of comfortability with flying. Ken seems to be startled by this fact at first, but shakes it off, landing within minutes at the registration desk. He nods to a Monk, who begins speaking to him.

Monk: If you are here to compete in the tournament, you have twenty minutes before they expect everyone to be ready to start a short talk and the preliminaries. Please check off your name.

Ken nods and does so, stepping into the barracks to await the rest of the officials. He lets Beken down, and immediately the dog lays by a chair, and Ken sits. Looking around, he tunes his senses on some of the other competitors. There were a few about his level, most higher, and just a handful lower. He was going to fight his hardest.
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Xemnas

Bari Bari gets up from where he had rested and walks his way to the tournament registry desk. After being registered he walks in, and leans against a wall waiting, not really concerned about the other peoples power levels in the room yet. His own power level wasn't being hidden at all but it wasnt the cocky 'trying to intimidate you' just the uncaring if anyone knew how strong or weak he was.

Slyth had landed moments afterward and was getting registered while looking around for any saiyans. he was also feeling the power levels of the others and was doing an ok job at supressing his so he didnt give way his real power, though he could tell he was weaker then a few people here. He spotted the bune and looked at him with a little curiosity but let that pass and took a seat himself.
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