@Liberator I will have it up tonight at about 12:30 AM EST when I get off
@Gelatinous Cube accepted.
Our group is now adequate enough to begin.
@Gelatinous Cube accepted.
Our group is now adequate enough to begin.
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Roland opened his mouth to answer York when all of a sudden the ship they had been observing in the space before flew through the electric blue archway. Roland stared blankly for a moment at the scene. Things just continued to get hairier and hairier, and Roland had never known doorways to other worlds to be benevolent in nature. He had no doubt in his mind that the archway was going to take them somewhere bizarre and probably unpleasant. However, in his experience extended, usually when one of these appeared behind it were answers that he wanted. Or companions. Roland recalled how he had met with Eddie and Susannah. There only choice was to walk through that portal.
Roland stood up and fingered the trigger guards on his legendary revolvers. Brandishing them, he spun the seemingly heavy firearms right out of their holsters and to his side. The sight was definitely something one would see in an epic western. Roland finally answered York after digesting the situation fully. "Yes, and these doorways always lead to other worlds." Roland paused and looked at his two new compatriots before continuing. "And always behind them is some strange form of evil. You need to make sure you are physically able to take this journey with us, or stay here. We can afford to wait no longer. " Roland said specifically at Ken, who appeared to be internally injured past the extent of his fall. Roland had no intention of babysitting.
Giving the two a moment to assess their situation, Roland then motioned with his head (his hands were holding the impressive .45 sandalwood grip revolvers) for the two to come if they were coming. At a run much faster than what he had run before, and one that was astonishingly quick for a 50 year old man, Roland made a break for the portal. He would give the engineer a side long glance, ready to shoot, as he passed him and his turret briefly. Roland plunged himself headlong into the archway.
Overcome with a static sensation and then the feeling of being pulled into another place, Roland was transported from the world he woke up in to a brand new one. The aging gunslinger emerged into chaos. In front of him were a group of individuals, likely the ones he had caught a glimpse of walking in, performing various actions. There were two seemingly demonic being attacking...little mushroom people... and an orange crystalline being rolling into hideous little bipedal things. and humanoid turtles. This was a little bit too much for the old man. He looked up to observe even more fantastic events. The ship he had seen when he woke up had taken quickly to dog fighting. Giant wooden ships, some smoking with damage, were suspended in the air via simple propellers dropping bombs upon the foreign landscape. Roland tried to take it all in...a huge impact was heard behind him. Doing a quick 360 (unwise considering there were potential foes at his back) he witnessed a massive wreckage engulfed in fire where one of the wooden ships had just crashed into the forest. He would quickly turn around with an estranged look in both of his eyes as both of his companions should've been emerging through the gate.
This was truly bizarre. Roland knew that there were other worlds than his, but worlds like this? This did not appear to be magic that The Man In Black was capable of, however he could not rule out magic. Roland stood amongst the chaos with his two comrades knowing not what to do or where even to start. Roland could not even figure out who to point his guns at.
@BringBack1996 @DeathXtheXTree
Roland stood up and fingered the trigger guards on his legendary revolvers. Brandishing them, he spun the seemingly heavy firearms right out of their holsters and to his side. The sight was definitely something one would see in an epic western. Roland finally answered York after digesting the situation fully. "Yes, and these doorways always lead to other worlds." Roland paused and looked at his two new compatriots before continuing. "And always behind them is some strange form of evil. You need to make sure you are physically able to take this journey with us, or stay here. We can afford to wait no longer. " Roland said specifically at Ken, who appeared to be internally injured past the extent of his fall. Roland had no intention of babysitting.
Giving the two a moment to assess their situation, Roland then motioned with his head (his hands were holding the impressive .45 sandalwood grip revolvers) for the two to come if they were coming. At a run much faster than what he had run before, and one that was astonishingly quick for a 50 year old man, Roland made a break for the portal. He would give the engineer a side long glance, ready to shoot, as he passed him and his turret briefly. Roland plunged himself headlong into the archway.
Overcome with a static sensation and then the feeling of being pulled into another place, Roland was transported from the world he woke up in to a brand new one. The aging gunslinger emerged into chaos. In front of him were a group of individuals, likely the ones he had caught a glimpse of walking in, performing various actions. There were two seemingly demonic being attacking...little mushroom people... and an orange crystalline being rolling into hideous little bipedal things. and humanoid turtles. This was a little bit too much for the old man. He looked up to observe even more fantastic events. The ship he had seen when he woke up had taken quickly to dog fighting. Giant wooden ships, some smoking with damage, were suspended in the air via simple propellers dropping bombs upon the foreign landscape. Roland tried to take it all in...a huge impact was heard behind him. Doing a quick 360 (unwise considering there were potential foes at his back) he witnessed a massive wreckage engulfed in fire where one of the wooden ships had just crashed into the forest. He would quickly turn around with an estranged look in both of his eyes as both of his companions should've been emerging through the gate.
This was truly bizarre. Roland knew that there were other worlds than his, but worlds like this? This did not appear to be magic that The Man In Black was capable of, however he could not rule out magic. Roland stood amongst the chaos with his two comrades knowing not what to do or where even to start. Roland could not even figure out who to point his guns at.
@BringBack1996 @DeathXtheXTree
Things seem far different than from when I used to be a member of this site. I guess they call it pre-"guild-fall" I had long since quit before whatever guild-fall was, but the forums seemed to have a lot of traffic when I was grayecastle. The spam section *always had a lot of traffic too.
@Liberator That is strange...perhaps try again? If it still won't let you I suppose I can format your post into it.
@TheUnknowable Mouretsu is accepted. Cool art.
@TheUnknowable Mouretsu is accepted. Cool art.
Sorry I took liberty in that last paragraph @BringBack1996 @DeathXtheXTree feel free to contradict it and render it void. I just figured we should catch up with the big evil trio and friends in order to start being relevant.
Roland stifled his stealthy jog and did a double take over his right shoulder. A young man had fallen out of a tree, and unfortunately his new companion had stopped to acquaint himself. York reminded Roland of Eddie more and more every second. The pulsating blue light continued to pulse in the distance, and if Roland knew anything about crazy paranormal happenings (and he did) he knew that it may be their best shot at elucidating an answer to their situation. Hell it could maybe even bring them home. Roland performed his standard quick analysis of the person who York had just helped up.
The man wore strange attire top to bottom. Unlike with York, Roland had never seen dress from this culture. Another aspect through Roland's mind for a loop. The man wore a mask that completely covered his face up with the exception of his left eye. This made Roland immediately suspect the man. In his years of experience, the only people who covered their faces completely were those who held dark secrets. He supposed that he had dark secrets as well. Grunting loudly enough for the two to hear several feet away, Roland spoke authoritatively. "Come you two," he assumed the other lad would be coming along as well, "I promise there will be time to exchange information later. For all we know, that light in the distance could provide us with the answers we seek." Considering the bizarre circumstances that brought these three together, that assessment seemed as correct to him as any other could.
Roland moved with the group with light and speedy feet. He had learned in his many years of traversing different terrains how to move quickly without making too much noise. The other two may not follow suit, however. After a few minutes the newly formed ka-tet would reach a point in the tree line in which a bright electric blue arch had formed in the middle of an open field. They were just in time to catch two ominous figures, one with a smaller being on his shoulder, walk into the arch casually. Beside it was a high-tech looking turret, and a burly looking man with a hard hat on. Roland almost choked when he saw the arch; this arch did not look anything like the doorways the Man In Black had created for him whence he awoke on the edge, but they did indeed appear to be some kind of doorway. Doorways meant other worlds, and Roland knew that there are other worlds than these. He awaited in suspense for his two compatriots to make their own assessment, and expected them to formulate some kind of approach before they actually advanced. @BringBack1996 @DeathXtheXTree
The man wore strange attire top to bottom. Unlike with York, Roland had never seen dress from this culture. Another aspect through Roland's mind for a loop. The man wore a mask that completely covered his face up with the exception of his left eye. This made Roland immediately suspect the man. In his years of experience, the only people who covered their faces completely were those who held dark secrets. He supposed that he had dark secrets as well. Grunting loudly enough for the two to hear several feet away, Roland spoke authoritatively. "Come you two," he assumed the other lad would be coming along as well, "I promise there will be time to exchange information later. For all we know, that light in the distance could provide us with the answers we seek." Considering the bizarre circumstances that brought these three together, that assessment seemed as correct to him as any other could.
Roland moved with the group with light and speedy feet. He had learned in his many years of traversing different terrains how to move quickly without making too much noise. The other two may not follow suit, however. After a few minutes the newly formed ka-tet would reach a point in the tree line in which a bright electric blue arch had formed in the middle of an open field. They were just in time to catch two ominous figures, one with a smaller being on his shoulder, walk into the arch casually. Beside it was a high-tech looking turret, and a burly looking man with a hard hat on. Roland almost choked when he saw the arch; this arch did not look anything like the doorways the Man In Black had created for him whence he awoke on the edge, but they did indeed appear to be some kind of doorway. Doorways meant other worlds, and Roland knew that there are other worlds than these. He awaited in suspense for his two compatriots to make their own assessment, and expected them to formulate some kind of approach before they actually advanced. @BringBack1996 @DeathXtheXTree
@Silver Carrot I like it. Cool idea; you are accepted.
@Liberator Rock is accepted.
@Lord Smedium Very good. Kaen is accepted. (Would it be pronounced like Kane?)
@TheUnknowable Your background is cool, but you are lacking a few things on the CS. Please complete them and I'm sure I'll have no issue accepted your character.
@Liberator Rock is accepted.
@Lord Smedium Very good. Kaen is accepted. (Would it be pronounced like Kane?)
@TheUnknowable Your background is cool, but you are lacking a few things on the CS. Please complete them and I'm sure I'll have no issue accepted your character.
Age 737:
A space pod sent from the planet Vegeta hurdles into its targets atmosphere at great speed. The space pod, containing a small child with a tail, finds its point of landing inside the ashes of a home it destroyed. The home, on mount Paozu, belonged to a renowned martial artist by the name of Son Gohan (now dead via collision of the space craft.) The pod opens, revealing the small boy with a tail weeping at the top of his lungs; nobody comes. The world forgets about Son Gohan and the boy is left to survive in the wilderness on his own.. Age 748:
Trouble begins to brew in the world. An ambitious military force known as the Red Ribbon Army ascertains four balls of legend said to grant any wish to the gatherer of all 7. It is at this time that Bulma Briefs, heiress to the capsule corporation wealth, begins her search for the dragon balls as well. Her initial goal is changed when the leads in her search turn her onto the Red Ribbon plot to gather the dragon balls and conquer the earth. Despite her best efforts (and massive amounts of zenni) the world's monarchy, at the time controlled by King Furry, ignored the girl's pleas. Red Ribbon has control of 3 dragon balls by the end of 748. Red Ribbon attempts the annexation of the Northern territory, and succeeds. Age 749-750:
Red Ribbon continues to have trouble locating the four other balls. Bulma Briefs, using capsule corp's resources, assembles a resistance force to halt Red Ribbon's advance into western territory. Red Ribbon controls East capitol city, the northern territories all the way to Emporer Pilaf's castle. The castle is the last "friendly" territory before the helpless cities of the west; Bulma Briefs and the resistance stand firmly against the advance here. The world cowers as Red Ribbon's advanced weaponry and technology continue to easily trump the rest of the world's military forces. The hermits continue to stay out of it, but the turtle hermit takes a student by the name of Krillen, who hopes to become strong enough to help the resistance. Age 755/current:
Krillen leaves the kame-house a master martial artist and practitioner of ki, making him a rare fighter among the world. He begins his journey to castle Pilaf in order to join the bloody fight against Red Ribbon, who allegedly now have five balls. At this time Tien-Shenhan (tenshenhan) embarks on the same journey after chaotzu, his best friend, is murdered in an attack on the crane house by Red Ribbon. The resistance forces are lacking in strength and numbers as Red Ribbon's five year siege of the castle finally begins to make major progress. Kami begins to worry for the world, and sends Popo out to find powerful fighters for the resistance, less they lose the planet to tyranny and his dragonballs be used for great evil. Intro:
Kami stared out into the peaceful sea of clouds that surrounded his isolated lookout in the sky. His face was wracked with worry; a bead of sweat travelled down his old green face. The weight of the world literally rested upon his shoulders once more. Kami had dealt with powerful foes and regimes before, but he had heroes to do it with. The turtle hermit, student of great hero mutaito, would have nothing to do with the wars of man any longer. Kami knew this. It seemed once again, that the world was in need of heroes. Mr. Popo silently approached Kami from behind him. "Mr popo...I have a job for you." Kami uttered in his very own wise tone. A heroic quest for this age was about to begin. Mr. Popo was tasked with finding this age's greatest martial artists and adventurers. He travelled all over the world in order to do this, stopping at places like Korin's tower (pretty obvious), The Kame House, The crane school of martial arts, and other places where notable martial artists sprung from. These newfound heroes were tasked with joining the resistance in defending the dragonballs from the Red Ribbon Army, and defeating them. Kami hoped this would be enough...
Explosions rang off in the distance as the sound of artillery cannons went off and crashed simultaneously. Pilaf's screams could be heard down the corridors of his massive castle. "My castle! Everything is falling apart! BRIEFS!" Pilaf screamed in frustration as he watched the beautiful but hardened blue haired woman ignore him. Bulma pressed into an earpiece she was wearing on the right side of her head to communicate with her men outside.
"Yamcha it sounds bad from in here. What the hell is going on out there?" she spoke calmly into the earpiece. After a moment of static the earpiece rambled back.
"It's ugly Bulma," bullets could be heard whizzing past via the live feed from the piece, "Our foot soldiers can't stop the advance of their tanks. They also have...I dunno, cyborgs? Androids? Whatever, they're strong as hell! I'm using up a lot of explosive ordinance out here." The feed cut as Yamcha displaced his finger from the button. Bulma turned around and glared at Pilaf who was sitting on his throne panting and sweating. He knew what this look meant. Pilaf leaned over to the arm of his oversized throne and pressed a big red button. Speaking in a reluctant and miserable tone, he addressed his top henchman.
"Mai, scramble the Pilaf machines." After a brief moment Mai would buzz back with a quick roger that. Pilaf's henchmen and castle had been quickly appropriated for military use, but even he would admit it, it was a surprisingly good fit. The decision to side with the west's defenses had ultimately been made on the promise that Pilaf would be appointed "Supreme leader of the world" directly afterward. The thought made his mouth water. Moments later a guard ran in and put up a four finger salute pointed towards Bulma.
"The next wave of recruits have arrived safely ma'am!" the guard shouted in an officiating tone. Bulma turned around and grinned snidely. This wave of recruits may be there saving grace; at least thats what reports said. Fighters selected by the guardian of Earth, some would call him god, himself. Hopefully they could save the resistance.
This roleplay follows the progression of a severely diverted Dragonball timeline. One in which Kakarot's space pod kills his would-be surrogate father and teacher Son Gohan. Red Ribbon has taken a foothold in the eastern part of the world, and the last force that can stop him is the resistance led by Bulma Briefs and funded by her and Emporer Pilaf. Character will find themselves interacting with notable characters from the dragonball universe, fighting Red Ribbon, and ultimately finding all of the dragonballs to ensure that they do not fall into the wrong hands. If this sounds at all interesting to you, go ahead and drop a CS below!
I will wait for Ken and York to rejoin the run to the portal before I post again. I am anxious to get into it though 
@TheRebelKnight I'd be interested in playing a BLU scout, if you think that would be a welcome addition.
@TheRebelKnight I'd be interested in playing a BLU scout, if you think that would be a welcome addition.
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