Seems like that's whats gonna go down. Hopefully more people join up but for starters we should think of a reason to get everyone together at least. Maybe just start with the invasion of the temple? Or have another fight somewhere else. Or have kami guy come down to check on the dragonball and lead the RP with him. #ideasSo in case it's not explicitly clear yet, I only have a vague direction for this RP, so any input is welcome.Maybe do an arc involving an invasion from that warlord you mentioned. Maybe have it be similar to the saiyan saga from dbz.
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Pomodoro struggled against the weight of the two large metal crates threatening to come together and crush him. He felt the muscles in his braced limbs strain as the shipping truck he was aboard jostled and shook. With no seat to brace himself against he found himself holding back the loose crates for the entire trip. And only now was he finally starting to feel the strain.
Since Pomodoro was young he had loved travelling long distances. Usually it meant that all he had to do was go to sleep for a few hours and he would wake up in an entirely foreign place. Flying in first class luxury always meant that there were new sights, new sounds and most importantly, new food waiting wherever he woke up. Not this time though. With a mournful grunt he thought about his bank account and how hopelessly dry it had become.
He didn't mind working for a living but it got in the way of his journeying. So, in a convenient stroke of luck he found himself signed up with what he had thought would be an easy job. But by the time he realized what the "travelling" portion of the "Grand Travelling Circus of Oz" ad he found had meant he was already halfway on board the truck. So there he was, narrowly avoiding being crushed to death doing the thing he loved most. The expression on his face kept switching between a grimace of pain and an insane grin of boundless joy.
When the truck stopped and the doors opened he was grinning.
"What the hell!?" said the driver when he saw him.
Pomodoro gave an abrupt grunt and threw the crates forward, past the driver and into the hood of the truck sitting behind them. There was a cry of confusion just before the sound of metal crashing into metal. The ruined truck's driver jumped out of the cabin just in time to narrowly avoid being killed.
After a long silent moment of looking from Pomodoro back to the gnarled engine block behind him, the first driver repeated himself. "What the HELL!?"
Pomodoro considered the small man for a brief moment then cheerily asked "Where is the food?"
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