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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 (856 Views)
Helistral Diakos

(OOC:Sorry for not posting in awhile.)
Aomen smiles kindly and walks to the registration. Him and the monk bow to eachother, as common courtesy dictates, and Aomen registers before entering into the waiting area. There he sees an few aliens, a namekian and a group of humans. The young man looks around more and sees two of the men confronting eachother. One of them speaks loud enough that Aomen can hear him.

The young priest walks up to the more obviously infuriated of the two and speaks, "Hello, good sir, I am Aomen. I see that you are infuriated by something that this man has done, if so, why do you speak to him? Couldn't you take that anger and turn it into something much more productive, like energy for the tournament?" The young half-blood knew that he didn't exactly sound priestly, but hopefully this would help the two from escalating the situation too far.
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DarkDestroyer

Ken turns the the Half-Saiyan, anger still lividly raging as a fire in his eyes. He did not expect nor appreciate being interrupted by this man. However, he once again maintains his relative composure, not allow his level of frustration raise above its current point.

Ken: If you had the history we've had, then that would be the one and only time that I would allow you to give me advice on what I'm going to do with my anger. Until that point in time, I'd much rather you left me to my own desires, because, frankly, I don't give a damn about the opinion of some chump who I've never seen before in my life.

Ken lets this all out at a decent tempo, enough to show that he is angry, but then lets out a breath, and continues talking at a more normal pace. He balls a fist, and opens the palm to reveal a purple ball of ki. Clenching his fist back, the ki dissipates into a mist, obviously serving a dual purpose as a threat to Kazen as well as a relief of some stress to himself.

Ken: But now I've just found another person I want to fight. Blue hair, I hope we get in the ring. Kazen... I'd much rather meet you outside this ring, that way we won't have any restrictions. I'll show you what it feels like to be afraid.
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Helistral Diakos

Aomen smiled, he hoped he had stopped the two from starting to brawl before the tournament. "As you will. But I warn you, if you do not learn from history, it has a way of repeating itself. See you in the ring and may those above bless you." Aomen bowed in his own special way, one hand flat and the other fisted and pressed against the palm of the first. The young half-blood gracefully walked away from the two and sat in a chair near the center. He positioned himself in the lotus position to meditate a little before the fights.
(OOC:Aomen's gracefullness is because his style is a more graceful style and has caused him to always move in such a way.)
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DarkDestroyer

Ken grits his teeth and makes his way back to his own seat. He settles in, and notices that Beken is as tense he is, but brushes it off. He waits quietly as several more people file into the room, and as he senses out their powers, he is greatly surprised. Most all of the contenders have little or no powerlevel. He shakes this off, and concentrates on his own fighting ability, running over his different moves within his mind, until, at exactly the allotted time, a man steps into the room. Clad in a black and red pinstripe suit, with a white shirt and red tie, the man is presentable. He has curly black hair, and wears sunglasses that slope down his long nose and barely cover his eyes. He looks around the room before speaking.

Jack: Greetings everyone, my name is Jack. I am the announcer and officiator of this tournament. We will begin with the preliminaries now. I only ask one thing before we start, any of you fighters with the ability to mask your power, please unmask it now.

Several members of different races and just a few humans look around at each other, but each, in turn, allows their true power to be shown. However, many more hopefuls look puzzled, not knowing what he is speaking about. These fighters are obviously less experienced with the ways of ki.

Jack nods as this becomes apparent to him, and looks around the room.

Jack: Anyone else? If you don’t show your power now, you will be sorry, trust me.

He emphasizes ‘will’ forcefully, letting all in the room know that he meant serious business.
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Xemnas

Bari Bari looks at the man and wonders why masking their power levels would seem a bad idea but his isn't masked so he doesnt worry much.

Slyth on the other hand sighs and allows his power level to become full since he decided it would be better to follow that instruction if he was seriouse about it.
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NemesisZeru

Kazen revleas his true power, cuasing the wind around him to become even stronger.
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DarkDestroyer

Jack looks around as he awaits everyone to reach their full power. Finally, when satisfied, he speaks again.

Jack: Good... now, the preliminaries are simple. You stay right where you are.

Jack begins looking every person there up and down through the visors of his shades. He quickly takes out a device of some sort similar to a PDA, and references it as well. About four minutes pass in silence as he makes a decision, and changes a few things on the device in his hand. Finally, he nods, then speaks once more.

Jack: Alright, the preliminaries are over. If your name is not Beab, Aomen, Kazen, Johen, Ken, Mantis, Bari Bari, John, Slyth, Do, Orem, Hanold, Yena, Arakon, B'kul, or Hvec, you have not passed this round. Please exit.

Jack says this, and many are astonished at how they could have been disqualified without doing anything at all, but his eyes tell he is serious, and they file out. Left in the room is a Namekian of very dark green skin and average size, two aliens of purple toned skin, a beign that looks like a very large human, a human female with wolfish features, a blue-skinned alien with shifty eyes, a bird-like creature with a menacing look on its face, a normal looking human clad in golden robes, and, of course, the group.

Jack: You all may be wondering why you are the ones chosen to compete. It's simple, really. In case you didn't know, there are devices that can measure power. These shades, you see, are made to be one of them. You sixteen were the entrants with the highest powerlevels. It's not always the best indication, but it sure is interesting. The tournament will start soon. Be prepared, you are fighting someone else in this room.

Jack steps out with a smirk on his face, preparing to enter the ring and deliver a riveting speech to kick off the tournament. He straightens his tie and grasps a microphone in his hand as he steps onto the tournament floor, received by screams and yells from the spectators at the first annual Tenkachi Budokai.

Jack: Welcome! We are here today for the First Annual Tenkachi Budokai, the first televised worldwide tournament to decide who is the top martial arts fighter in the world! Who here is ready to get this underway?

Jack pauses and holds the mic out to the crowd, and washes himself in the roar from the crowd. He then continues.

Jack: Well, we won't waste any more of your time, then! The first contender in this first battle is.... OREM!!! Little is known, he is a native from a planet far away, but he's lodging on Earth and waiting to battle. Give it up for him!

The crowd yells as Orem walks out from the barracks, one the two purple-skinned aliens. He is clad in simple clothes, red pants and a red shit, with a blue belt. He flexes his muscles as he wonders who his opponent will be.

Jack: And our second contender is a man named Kazen, sometimes known as the Green Wind, and fabled among many fighters to be one of the fastest people on this Earth! Who will prevail? Let's welcome Kazen to the ring!
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NemesisZeru

Kazen appears in the ring, seemingly out of nowhere.



Kazen: "Hmph...this shouldn't take too long"
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DarkDestroyer

Orem: How rude... no respect, it seems. You'd be surprised at how many I've defeated who were too cocky.

Jack: Fighters ready?


Orem is strong in his own right, and is about even with Kazen in terms of power, and knows it. He gets into a stance based totally on offense. More simply, he wants to hit Kazen, and hard. His muscles ripple, and is he is very toned, but with lean muscle as to not slow down his onslaught, but to guard his body by being sufficiently thick. He nods.
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NemesisZeru

Kazen: "*sigh* let's get this over with"
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