Dragon Ball: The True Power!!!
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He shakes his head to snap himself out of his daze.
"Heh, yea sorry, thats all i got in me for now. Im still not able to hold that form for to long."
He grins and rubs the back of his neck.
(Im going to experiment with Color coding Shen's words for a bit, sorry in advance if it doesn't work well.)
"Well i never took my weights off..."
Shen pulls up his sleeves to show his arms almost completely covered in weights at max setting, exactly like the ones he had around his wrists, ankles, and waist the last time they met.
"I have alot on my legs too."
(This is why he is going to be one of the fastest.)
"I was talking about mastery over becoming Super Saiyan. It takes alot out of me to become Super Saiyan, while it dosen't take as much for Gohan.
You seemed to have mastered it also."
(Im assuming Goten is still Super Saiyan, since you said he was training in it before)
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TheAncientCenturion
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The sound of feet running along the metal interior of the shuttle was almost obnoxiously loud for the Lord, so much so he was tempted to silence one or two of his minions for this. Though, the thought of finally repaying the Ape that had humiliate him and cost him immortality was too sweet a treat, nothing could ruin this. Not even his incompetent soldiers.
"Touch down in five minutes!" A humanoid with a distinctive bird beak screamed out, madly hitting different keys to assure a safe landing.
"Elimination Teams One through Eight are ready to go!" Another man shouted in the bridge. Ah, things were going smoothly. While Frieza would go and hunt his own prey, his fearful underlings would go and cause havoc. Perhaps even be lucky enough to destroy the puny families of Goku. This thought forced a gleefully mad smile to the Tyrants face.
"Shields have been raised to the maximum! Plasma Cannons are mounted!" That was the last thing required. Everything was prepared. With his prized ship able to defend itself now, Frieza was able rest assured he wouldn't have to fly through space till he reached another back water world. Something that was not so common in this region of space, unsurprisingly. 'Weak stars, all few and far between. Weakness cannot breed the strong,' He mused silently.
"Land the ship far away from any densely populated area, I do not want to risk any damage onto it." Frieza ordered, swishing a nearly empty glass of wine as he did so. This was his day, his time for revenge! "And if you find any exotic tastes across your travels, do be such good dogs and return it to your master." He finished with a sinister chuckle.
The ship began to rock violently, despite all the preparations taken by the crew as they entered the atmosphere. "Elimination Squads One, Two, Three are ago!" Another lackey roared as space pods flew from the main ship, heading out onto other regions of the planet.
"Four through Eight have left and are heading to the Southern Hemisphere!" One more alien screamed out, the ship finally began to settle. Having passed through the outer layers of the atmosphere now.
"Landing in Five. Four. Three. Two. One. We are ago! All soldiers not on designated Elimination squads are to form outside!" The bird beaked alien said over the intercom, the system that went through the entire ship. Frieza himself rose from the throne he sat in, quickly finishing his wine.
"My Lord, shall we ready the hover chair?" One unmemorable man asked, only to be ignored by Frieza as he strolled down the hall. He would not waste his time with such things on this planet. No, he would get right to the point and dirty his own hands.
The large crab like space ship was planted firmly underneath a mountain, the glimmering shield that would protect it dropping to allow Frieza and his personal platoon of soldiers to exit. The chosen soldiers all formed into five orderly lines of six. Scouters and energy rifles equipped to their person.
"My most loyal murderers and planetary ravagers, this is a most important world to me and I would very much so appreciate it if you could take every chance you had to burn and pillage the local populations. Not even sentient life forms, but any creature that dares to oppose my might by giving their nutrients, producing oxygen, providing building materials to house this Saiyan. My vendetta is against this entire world and I will see it burn!" He said coolly, strolling a few steps away.
"And each of those who participated in this chore for me and survive will be given a military promotion and a planet to their name. I trust this is reward and reason enough to put forth the maximum amount of effort possible, hm?" He hummed out, his crimson eyes scanning those who would fight and die for him. Seeing their greedy looks, the promise of a planet meant more power and the higher probability of survival in the Planet Trade Corporation. Though, he expected few to actually make it off this world. Those he required to actually run the ship. Not these foot soldiers, cannon fodder as some might call them.
"Yes, Lord Frieza!" They rang out, nearly in Unison.
"Splendid." The Tyrant said darkly, his tail smashing the ground in excitement.
The pods that had detached themselves from the Planet trade Corporations main flag ship all began to land, several men to each group with sinister intentions on those nearby.
Unlike those in Frieza's personal platoon, they were more then capable of producing Ki by themselves and wasted no time as the eight different squads over the world began to purge it of and life. Those living in secluded towns and small villages would be the first victims of these soldiers.
Without remorse; These men sought to burn the world.
OOC: If it's alright with everyone, I'd like to expand a bit more on this second group of no-name soldiers under the Elimination Squadron. They won't pose any threat, essentially 'fodder' in every sense of the word. Though global havoc is something I would like to put out there, if I am able to.
"Touch down in five minutes!" A humanoid with a distinctive bird beak screamed out, madly hitting different keys to assure a safe landing.
"Elimination Teams One through Eight are ready to go!" Another man shouted in the bridge. Ah, things were going smoothly. While Frieza would go and hunt his own prey, his fearful underlings would go and cause havoc. Perhaps even be lucky enough to destroy the puny families of Goku. This thought forced a gleefully mad smile to the Tyrants face.
"Shields have been raised to the maximum! Plasma Cannons are mounted!" That was the last thing required. Everything was prepared. With his prized ship able to defend itself now, Frieza was able rest assured he wouldn't have to fly through space till he reached another back water world. Something that was not so common in this region of space, unsurprisingly. 'Weak stars, all few and far between. Weakness cannot breed the strong,' He mused silently.
"Land the ship far away from any densely populated area, I do not want to risk any damage onto it." Frieza ordered, swishing a nearly empty glass of wine as he did so. This was his day, his time for revenge! "And if you find any exotic tastes across your travels, do be such good dogs and return it to your master." He finished with a sinister chuckle.
The ship began to rock violently, despite all the preparations taken by the crew as they entered the atmosphere. "Elimination Squads One, Two, Three are ago!" Another lackey roared as space pods flew from the main ship, heading out onto other regions of the planet.
"Four through Eight have left and are heading to the Southern Hemisphere!" One more alien screamed out, the ship finally began to settle. Having passed through the outer layers of the atmosphere now.
"Landing in Five. Four. Three. Two. One. We are ago! All soldiers not on designated Elimination squads are to form outside!" The bird beaked alien said over the intercom, the system that went through the entire ship. Frieza himself rose from the throne he sat in, quickly finishing his wine.
"My Lord, shall we ready the hover chair?" One unmemorable man asked, only to be ignored by Frieza as he strolled down the hall. He would not waste his time with such things on this planet. No, he would get right to the point and dirty his own hands.
The large crab like space ship was planted firmly underneath a mountain, the glimmering shield that would protect it dropping to allow Frieza and his personal platoon of soldiers to exit. The chosen soldiers all formed into five orderly lines of six. Scouters and energy rifles equipped to their person.
"My most loyal murderers and planetary ravagers, this is a most important world to me and I would very much so appreciate it if you could take every chance you had to burn and pillage the local populations. Not even sentient life forms, but any creature that dares to oppose my might by giving their nutrients, producing oxygen, providing building materials to house this Saiyan. My vendetta is against this entire world and I will see it burn!" He said coolly, strolling a few steps away.
"And each of those who participated in this chore for me and survive will be given a military promotion and a planet to their name. I trust this is reward and reason enough to put forth the maximum amount of effort possible, hm?" He hummed out, his crimson eyes scanning those who would fight and die for him. Seeing their greedy looks, the promise of a planet meant more power and the higher probability of survival in the Planet Trade Corporation. Though, he expected few to actually make it off this world. Those he required to actually run the ship. Not these foot soldiers, cannon fodder as some might call them.
"Yes, Lord Frieza!" They rang out, nearly in Unison.
"Splendid." The Tyrant said darkly, his tail smashing the ground in excitement.
The pods that had detached themselves from the Planet trade Corporations main flag ship all began to land, several men to each group with sinister intentions on those nearby.
Unlike those in Frieza's personal platoon, they were more then capable of producing Ki by themselves and wasted no time as the eight different squads over the world began to purge it of and life. Those living in secluded towns and small villages would be the first victims of these soldiers.
Without remorse; These men sought to burn the world.
OOC: If it's alright with everyone, I'd like to expand a bit more on this second group of no-name soldiers under the Elimination Squadron. They won't pose any threat, essentially 'fodder' in every sense of the word. Though global havoc is something I would like to put out there, if I am able to.
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Name: Z
Age: 100's, maybe even 1,000s
Alignment: Pure Evil
Mangaverse: Tenchi Muyou!
Signature Move(s): Variety.
Ultimate Move: Simply killing.
History: Z was originally an expert space fighter pilot. He, his family, and many other members of his people found and attacked the "temple" (for lack of a better term) where the three Chousin goddesses resided. This attack was most likely set up by the goddess Tokimi's experiments to look for potential of a much greater power (kami) in the universe; the main modus operandi of the three Chousin. During the battle, the cruiser containing his family was destroyed and he was injured severely. Watching his family die caused him to go insane and unleash his untapped Light Hawk Wings for the first time, which he used to destroy the enemy fleet. He now has a purple sclera with matching marking on the of side of his eye. Because he was able to generate the Light Hawk Wings, which are the manifestation of energy from a higher dimension, Tokimi noticed him and took him into her grasp while he was helpless and screaming.
Name: Jaylen
Age: 17
Alignment: Good
Mangaverse: NA
Signature Move(s): Light Kamehameha
Ultimate Move: Super Light Kamehameha
History: A saiyan with a darker godly form trapped inside, resides on earth and trains to fight evil.
Age: 100's, maybe even 1,000s
Alignment: Pure Evil
Mangaverse: Tenchi Muyou!
Signature Move(s): Variety.
Ultimate Move: Simply killing.
History: Z was originally an expert space fighter pilot. He, his family, and many other members of his people found and attacked the "temple" (for lack of a better term) where the three Chousin goddesses resided. This attack was most likely set up by the goddess Tokimi's experiments to look for potential of a much greater power (kami) in the universe; the main modus operandi of the three Chousin. During the battle, the cruiser containing his family was destroyed and he was injured severely. Watching his family die caused him to go insane and unleash his untapped Light Hawk Wings for the first time, which he used to destroy the enemy fleet. He now has a purple sclera with matching marking on the of side of his eye. Because he was able to generate the Light Hawk Wings, which are the manifestation of energy from a higher dimension, Tokimi noticed him and took him into her grasp while he was helpless and screaming.
Name: Jaylen
Age: 17
Alignment: Good
Mangaverse: NA
Signature Move(s): Light Kamehameha
Ultimate Move: Super Light Kamehameha
History: A saiyan with a darker godly form trapped inside, resides on earth and trains to fight evil.
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Dragon Ball: The True Power!!!
Saga 1
Freiza's Grudge!!!
"What the... whose energy is that?!?!?"
Saga 1
Freiza's Grudge!!!
Shen suddenly senses a high energy level.
"What the... whose energy is that?!?!?"
Both Accepted but please pm/vm me an explanation of the mangaverse like the story. Also if the second one is a Sayian, then he'd be from the dragon ball mangaverse. Also dont becone to OP Wanna keep every non villain around the same power at the start.
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Gohan looks at the weights in awe but with a slight look of confidence,"Wow,I wonder just how quick you'll be when those are off...." he is suddenly cut off by the feeling of a very dark,ominous ki that somehow felt familiar,"No,it couldn't be" he thought to himself."Hey,do you guys feel that?" he says as he turns away from them
Dolly: well I better get packing head off
*she dashes for he home and get there in no time then starts getting gear together for her trip out of town*
this power feels similar to the one name goku...but I know it's couldn't be
*finshes pack a bag so she hopped out the window and head off*
*she dashes for he home and get there in no time then starts getting gear together for her trip out of town*
this power feels similar to the one name goku...but I know it's couldn't be
*finshes pack a bag so she hopped out the window and head off*
TheAncientCenturion
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The two larger contingents of Planet Trade Corporation soldiers spread outwards onto the planets surface. The death squadrons creating large craters when their pods finally touched down. Unharmed, the squadrons Four through Eight floated free from their pods and the craters, all gathering up.
The aliens wore the unique armor that was iconic of the Planet trade Corporation; Each with muscular bodies and different colored skins with varying differences. "There's a city several miles to the West of us." One of the eight men present said, clicking on the side of his scouter.
"Good place as any to start." Another replied with cold indifference, as if attacking, intending to obliterate, a city was as ordinary a thing as picking up groceries.
"Good planet, all in all. It's a real shame we can't take our time here." An alien with a long, dark mane of hair pointed out. The rest following suit with details or comments on the planet.
"Let's get started, Lord Frieza won't be so merciful if we mess up this mission." The original speaker said, blasting off towards the nearest city as the other Seven fly after him.
On the opposite side of the globe; The first three elimination squadrons had the fortune of landing in a populated suburban town. The immediate results was catastrophic for the locals, the space pods devastating many different neighborhoods as the aliens who soon emerged finished those nearby.
"Whatta weak population!" One of the Six men said as they fired ki blasts at local law enforcement vehicles, exploding them with ease.
"I thought this planet had Saiyans! These little peoples aren't no challenge." Another shouted before they resumed to torment the town.
"Lord Frieza! Several unusually high power levels have been spotted to the West of you." One of the operators from the large ship said, speaking over to his master via the scouter.
"Excellent. Keep the shields on and the cannons on standby." Ordered the Tyrant. Turning back towards the thirty soldiers all neatly standing ready, the Over Lord continued. "We have a destination men. While I deal with the Simians. Do stand ready to return to me if I am in need of any beverages or a new scouter." He finished, a dark gleam in his eyes as the Lord blasted off into the sky, heading towards what he presumed was Saiyans.
The remaining thirty soldiers all began to disperse, heading in nearly all directions and following the orders of their master. Chaos and havoc; Nothing was to be left untouched.
The aliens wore the unique armor that was iconic of the Planet trade Corporation; Each with muscular bodies and different colored skins with varying differences. "There's a city several miles to the West of us." One of the eight men present said, clicking on the side of his scouter.
"Good place as any to start." Another replied with cold indifference, as if attacking, intending to obliterate, a city was as ordinary a thing as picking up groceries.
"Good planet, all in all. It's a real shame we can't take our time here." An alien with a long, dark mane of hair pointed out. The rest following suit with details or comments on the planet.
"Let's get started, Lord Frieza won't be so merciful if we mess up this mission." The original speaker said, blasting off towards the nearest city as the other Seven fly after him.
On the opposite side of the globe; The first three elimination squadrons had the fortune of landing in a populated suburban town. The immediate results was catastrophic for the locals, the space pods devastating many different neighborhoods as the aliens who soon emerged finished those nearby.
"Whatta weak population!" One of the Six men said as they fired ki blasts at local law enforcement vehicles, exploding them with ease.
"I thought this planet had Saiyans! These little peoples aren't no challenge." Another shouted before they resumed to torment the town.
"Lord Frieza! Several unusually high power levels have been spotted to the West of you." One of the operators from the large ship said, speaking over to his master via the scouter.
"Excellent. Keep the shields on and the cannons on standby." Ordered the Tyrant. Turning back towards the thirty soldiers all neatly standing ready, the Over Lord continued. "We have a destination men. While I deal with the Simians. Do stand ready to return to me if I am in need of any beverages or a new scouter." He finished, a dark gleam in his eyes as the Lord blasted off into the sky, heading towards what he presumed was Saiyans.
The remaining thirty soldiers all began to disperse, heading in nearly all directions and following the orders of their master. Chaos and havoc; Nothing was to be left untouched.
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Gohan shifts his body a little and looks down at Goten,"It feels....eerily familiar. But I just can't put my finger on who or what exactly it is." he says with his eyebrows furrowed
Gohan's eyes widen in astonishment as he suddenly feels a very powerful ki headed straight towards their location"Seems trouble's on it's way to us instead." there was no mistaking it now,this remarkable energy belonged to none other than Freeza