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5 yrs ago
Current Apologies to anyone I’ve let down by not being around, had a recent scare with the girlfriend but things are good now.
6 yrs ago
Nothing quite like a heavy weekend of the beer to put you behind
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6 yrs ago
Christmas was great...apart from the death of my PC...
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7 yrs ago
Does your country's flag have a dragon on it? Didn't think so!

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@Double then there will be those of us who end up on King Kai’s as well Can’t really have the same gains from training with him to standard training on Earth I love the power level debate
@Weird Tales ok I’ll edit my original post so that he doesn’t use it.

I’ll likely use it in my next post though just for your awareness.
@supertinyking my understanding was charging up only ever meant you hit your PL cap. So for example Sam walks around at say 100 PL but when charged he gets to 800 PL.
@Weird Tales you totally ignored Sam’s Mistform technique...

I have no issue with him taking a hit or a beating but when you’ve accepted the technique and then just ignore it, it’s just not that cool. Kinda frustrating really.
@Lotrix Molick@mattmanganon@NPC

Keyblade hasn’t been on for 7 days so I have some concerns that it may be dead. If he hasn’t returned in a week would anyone else be interested in starting up a new thread and just getting started?
@mattmanganon no problem at all
@Weird Tales Any update on the next Raditz post?
@Double Well Kojiro regularly plays cards with Korin and so at some point i'm sure that it'd come up in conversation.

Besides, if nobody knows then we can resurrect anyone who chooses to die


The hose was refreshing for Gaz, he hated cleaning his armour so to have it done for him brought a smile to his face. With the clean done he strolled off joyfully to his quarters. He took the time to get out of his heavy armour and got into something a little more comfortable. A part of flip flops gave sight to his chunky green toes, while his tree trunk sized legs emerged from a pair of bermuda style shorts. His scarred torso was covered by a plain white tank top that if fully laid out could act as a bedsheet for a human. He took a quick glance in the mirror, I am da best lookin' on dis ship. He let out a boistrous laugh before stopping, his eyes catching sight of something in his head. He rubbed at his forehead with his hand feeling several, hard and jagged points. He leant in closer to the mirror before laughing once more, "More trophies!" With his thick fingers he yanked the teeth from his skull and began placing them into his trophy cabinet.

After some more time had passed Gaz made his way to lounge to find Silas and Gerad playing a game of cards. Unfortunately for Gaz the size of his hands made it exceedingly difficult to hold the cards. In all he wasn't that upset by not being able to take part, in reality he didn't have a clue to play anyway. He simply liked to watch as the others played, celebrating a win or throwing a tantrum at losing a hand. Besides, watching meant he could walk and get food whenever he wanted. Speaking of food, Gaz had created himself a three foot long sandwich filled with twelve different types of meat from five different planets. Layers of human cheese topped the meat with a native Fungai sauce to top it off. He marvelled at it as he heard Gerad begin to talk to Silas. His accent made it hard to understand what he was saying at times but he could make out enough to get the gist.

"Wait...is going afta' bugs an option?!" Sam moved his glance from his sandwich for a moment. "I like killin' bugs!" His attention soon returned to his sandwich as it vanished into the chasm that was his mouth.

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In a matter of moments the group had split up moving off into different directions, Sam just hoped they'd follow his plan. The humans aura began to expand further until his power reached it's pinnacle. With his power at it's maximum he ceased charging and turned to Kojiro. "Whatever happens now...you need to get everyone on side with the plan. If you can't, then maybe i'll be able to just drain enough of his stamina to give you all some hope." Without giving his master a chance to respond, Sam elevated himself into the air and moved towards the invader. Kojiro lowered his head as his pupil headed off to do his part to save the planet. If we come out of this i'll personally collect the dragon balls to bring you back. The old mans thoughts were kept to himself as he set about trying to get everyone ready.

With Sam now stood alone his attention was brought back to the fray by the impact of the invader into the ground in front of him. The woman in the sky had landed a successful blast on him, maybe...just maybe she had done enough to finish him. Unfortunately his hope was soon dashed as the man emerged from his small crater and slammed his fist into his chest. The wind rushed from Sam's body as the force threw him backwards into a nearby wall. His body slammed hard against it, enough to crack the concrete walls. The punch had hurt more than any single blow the human had taken in his life, but he knew he if sat still there would be no hope for him. He leapt to his feet and prepared for the follow up attack...but it never came.

He looked around and saw his recent sparring partner take a solid headbutt to the chest. Without hesitation Sam shot towards the Saiyan, noticing him seemingly distracted by something in his hand. Sam slowed as he neared, deciding caution over what could be a futile attempt to attack. He stopped no more than ten feet away from the invader and spoke.

"I assume you like picking on the weak and taking cheap shots at people...if you wanted to fight me you could just say." Sam smiled widely and wiped at the corner of his mouth. "How about you take me on one against one you monkey tailed chicken shit?!" Sam had never resorted to taunting in his years as a fighter but something about this man made him believe it'd be the best way to get his attention. With his words finished Sam's pinpoint focus took over. The air around him began to twist and turn like it would on a hot day...he was beginning to activate his mistform technique. The technique was the ultimate in defensive skills, the users focus making them effectively become mist. No fist or energy blast could land on any who mastered the art. Unfortunately...the user is unable to make any sort of offensive move as the ability requires complete focus. Sam would be able to last ten minutes, he just hoped it would be enough time for everyone to get together. If not, he hoped it would at least tire his opponent out. Either way, Sam did not expect to see the sun set on that day. "How about it then? Come and get me."

As Sam spoke Master Kojiro appeared nearby to make sure Colda was ok, "How are you feeling after that? I'm sure you've had worse before." Kojiro gave a reassuring smile as he spoke before his usually solemn appearance took over. "Sam is going with his plan...we need to try and get everyone on board otherwise he's just going to throw his life away."
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