Dragonball Mana - Main Story
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				Title: <strong>Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>22-04-2021, 19:10:29</strong>
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				With clear skies and a bright sun sweeping over the wooded mountain sides of the wilds, deep within these woods stalks a large looking horned dinosaur the was the size of an elephant. It currently was hunting for its next meal. However it was having very little luck until something shiny catches its eyes. For within its vision hops along a metallic slime which quickly caught sight of the drooling dino and suddenly the two run about through the woods. The metal slime blazing a trail with surprising speed, trying to weave through the tree whilst the dino blunders on through with no subtlety. The slime continues "running" as hard as it can heading towards a rather steep incline. The dino gives chase thinking it had the slime corners and makes one lunge to scoop it up. Only for the slime to drop down off the steep incline. The hungry predator goes off the ravine, takes a tumble towards a boulder and smashes it loose. It tumbles up onto it, literally riding said boulder down in desperation as it roars with a concerned cry towards a large thick line of trees. The slime hops back up from the small alcove it used to avoid being the snack of that lumbering dino and hops away content to go along with the rest of its day.<br><br><hr><br>Our story begins within the Northern City, as the metropolis is caught within the hustle and bustle of a new day. A number of people were caught in traffic on the ground whilst several aircars navigate their way along the city line in order to find their way either towards work or just some decent parking. Agitated honking was a common noise for those having to walk. Buses were going about their routines to pick up waiting students at the bus stop to head for NC High School. There is an escalation of energy as a large scale event has taken hold for a number of people. The "City of Martial Arts" awaits this time with great anticipation. Several Schools had decorum to celebrate the day and open displays were able to be viewed by the public for the purposes of entertainment and gaining followers for the events. Restaurants and street vendors offer deals to attract tourism and superfans that come to see their local heroes fight. Each trying to make tourists part with hard earned cash. A few were plying their own trade at taking wallets from unsuspecting folk. <br><br>The World Tournament is well underway and the Preliminaries for Northern City are just around the corner. Martial Arts schools and the public schools alike are trying to put their best champions forward in order to come out on top. Everyone had their favorites and local and world icons of the sport were aiming to participate. Televisions had sports pundits debating upon whom would be taking the championship and the grand prize this year. This prize was especially juicy beyond the belt and prize money but the details on said prize were scant. However the hopefuls arrive, be it a high schooler roped up into a competition for school spirit, for the romantic affections of a woman, for pride and confirmation that they are the strongest fighter, or for mere enlightenment upon a whimsical journey to the west, they all find themselves within the thresholds of civilization. <br><br>What adventures await them? What dangers shall they encounter? Find out now on the newest installment of... Dragonball!
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				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>23-04-2021, 18:05:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong><em>Sha Wuqing</em></strong></span></span><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/fa/69/a7fa6911dd4ca7f05fbedf681450288a.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15825236#msg15825236)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 260; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 5<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> An Introduction<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr> <br><br>To a man like Sha, North City was a lighthouse in the ocean. It was a bulb flickering back and forth on a balcony. It was a meal dangled in front the nose of a starving man. It was a mountain top to strive for, or at least it was the path that led to it. <br><br>...Shame he'd only heard about it about two days ago.<br><br>Sha Wuqing had been travelling for some six months now, moving from Island to Island in search of...something. His monastary home had become too small as the boy grew into a man, and the lofty goal of helping to keep the balance of Earth was all well and good until he realised he knew next to nothing about Earth, or its people. The last six months he'd basically stumbled around as a homeless hero, helping out here and there with thieves and bullies and the like. He'd long learnt how to block a bullet with his fist after all, and that willingness to help often earned him favours. <br><br>Those favours came in many forms: Money, temporary lodging, transportation, but the most recent favour came in the form of information; information that would help Sha find himself a true path. The person he'd saved to earn this favour was a trainee who'd been the target of a Dojo-Killer. The Dojo-Killer himself, a thug with a basic understanding of martial arts, had cheated and brutalised the young man. Sha had lucked into hearing the attack when he sensed a fledgling power level dipping to dangerous lows, and had interfered and brought the Dojo-Killer low, breaking one of his ribs in the process. As thanks, the young Trainee told Sha about the World Martial Arts tournament, assuming Sha would be in it. When the wanderer made it clear he had no idea what it really was, the Trainee excitably told Sha, and where the next sign-ups and preliminaries were; in North City.<br><br>Getting to the Northern City was as easy as calling in a favour and getting a ride in a ferry. Once he arrived he started following powerlevels and auras that he could sense, hoping to stumble into the preliminaries without bugging anyone too much. He didn't like to pester people unless they looked like they needed help, after all.<br><br>The Emerald-Eyed Martial Artist was dressed in a simple top that made hid most of the floral tattoos on his chest. A Few inked rings were visible on his left and right arms, although no one would know what they meant to him. It sometimes made him look like a thug, although his lean, angular, clean shaven face didn't really scream 'Mobster'. He was handsome, almost to the point of being pretty, and his long hair was flowing down to his shoulder blades today, tied into a loose tail. <br><br>Unfortunately, by now, Sha had managed to get himself lost. With no real thought to rush or exert himself, he decided he would wander. Wander, and see if anything interesting caught his eye, or if something helped him find his way to the Preliminary sign-ups.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>23-04-2021, 21:39:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Intro<br><hr><hr><br>Cho had originally heard of the World's Strongest Tournament in passing from some of the villagers who lived near his cave home. It seemed even in small farming villages that seemed to be pulled straight from an Usagi Yojimbo funny page that the news of the tournament had managed to spread. He didn't have much information to go on, though he knew it was held in a place called 'North City' and it had some really cool prize... Perhaps with that prize he could take the hand of that hot village elder's daughter he was always hired to do work for! Perhaps seeing how strong and rich he was, she'd see how cool he really was!<br><br>Cho usually wasn't the fastest walking (let alone running) guy around, which could have been an issue when he only really knew he had to go 'north' to reach the city and was generally relying on the movement of the sun to figure exactly where that direction was... Except, he was no ordinary pig-man... Thanks to his skill in martial arts, he had mustered the ability to levitate and make himself fly at super sonic speeds! ... When he put his mind to it. A gourd of sake and some psyching himself up once he'd had third breakfasts and a quick <em>much-needed</em> break to read the latest top-shelf copy of <em>'Oshiri'</em> magazine and he was good to go!<br><br>... <em>Finally</em>. After that extra gourd of sake, of course... And that one last steak he had left... And well, the villagers were due soon to give him his food and drink as payment for his last part of work... Was that the time then <em>already</em>? Well, it'd have to be tomorrow now, he'd been up for a full four hours already... Eventually though, Cho did make it to North City. And much like how he lived in the wilds in his cave, he managed to find living arrangements mainly through living on-site where he earned pay in food and drink, usually security work for those who could afford to shell out for his diet (thankfully Cho would pretty much eat anything and wasn't a particularly discerning eater) or living at sites and doing labouring for similar payments as he waited for the time of the Tournament to come. Thankfully as there were more people in the city than the village near him, he was able to discover details of the Tournament... <em>Like where it was held and what day it fell on</em>...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>24-04-2021, 03:19:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Jetlagged<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Fresh off the plane<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr><br>The moment was nearing.&nbsp; Resu had been waiting patiently for this opportunity as far back as she could as a small child staring in wonderment at the television.&nbsp; It was a tradition in her household to have the entire family gathered around catching each and every televised fight.&nbsp; One year the lot of them even managed to save up for a trip to watch some of the matches in person.&nbsp; This was the catalyst that set Resu on her path.<br><br>Despite her parents lacking the funds to send her to any sort of martial arts training-- or so they claimed as they argued she should focus on school-- she never gave up the goal.&nbsp; She watched every fight and from that copied their movements like a child haphazardly duplicates their parents.&nbsp; At the time she had no way of knowing how ineffective these techniques should’ve been given how little effort she put into them.&nbsp; She also had no way of knowing how peculiar or special she was from the start.&nbsp; Especially after her first fight where she effortlessly trashed the toughest kid in school when he stepped out of line.<br><br>This caught the attention of Dr. Wijit and her team.&nbsp; A collection of individuals poised on the cutting edge of human performance enhancement that coincidentally had a spot for a sponsored fighter for the next tournament.&nbsp; Resu was ecstatic when offered a position with the team as both their representative fighter and ‘Research Assistant’ to the group.&nbsp; <br><br>Everything was perfect!&nbsp; Her transportation and room was supplied.&nbsp; The perfect supplementation and food provided to keep her in tip-top shape on hand at all times.&nbsp; She didn’t even have to worry about the sign-up or fees except for a final check-in and whatever exam they wanted to do.&nbsp; She was in heaven!&nbsp; Or, she would be, if she weren’t groggy from the long trip out here.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>25-04-2021, 21:48:39</strong>
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				The lovely skyline of Northern City looms just outside the windows, as tall buildings from both global giant Capsule Corp and local tech company Altlock stand proudly like the tallest of trees. Aircars lift off from the terminals parking in order to drive onwards towards the heart of the city. This was supposedly the city of martial arts. A place where many are of similar hobbies, intending to be the next big dojo and forge their name within the local tournaments. Now it is host for the World Tournament preliminaries which are taking place within two weeks time. Resu had barely stepped off the jet to collect her bearings when she'd notice that someone was waiting for her arrival. Just outside the drop off at the terminal stood two people near a luxurious looking aircar. The first was a young man dressed in black holding a sign which had the name of the lovely fighter upon it. The other was a woman with curly brown hair that went down to her hips. She wore a lab coat and formal attire upon her person and she had rounded spectacles that hide deep blue eyes. The driver she didn't recognize but she immediately recognizes the woman as Dr. Wijit, the scientist whom has arranged for her to take part in this research in exchange for sponsorship at the World Tournament.<br><br>Upon the hopeful approach, Dr Wijit, extends her hand and gives a handshake in greeting. With a pleasant smile and cheerful tone she looked quite eager to finally get started. <strong>"Greetings, Resu. Welcome to Northern City."</strong> The driver would open the door for the girls to get on in. Dr Wijit takes the initiative and climbs on in and pulls out a tablet from the side shelf on the door. <strong>"We have two weeks to prepare for the tournament and start with our research. But first the formalities."</strong> She held in her hand a stylus and offers both it and the tablet over to Resu to sign. <strong>"Take your time in reading, and if you have questions for me do ask them. The paperwork for your entrance into the tournament is already sorted out. Transparency is key in this business between us. Once signed, your accommodations await, and your entrance fee is taken care of."</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Cho in the meantime had managed to fly his way towards the city but eventually he had to stop at a mile or two out since it would cause a scene if he went flying into a city filled with numerous people at super sonic speeds. On top of that he could see other aircars. So he had to hoof it in order to avoid people spotting him flying like he was... or crash into em. Still fortune favors him as eventually he saw a cargo truck stop for him. By the look of him and his truck of freshly picked vegetables, he was a farmer. The straw hat shields his eyes as he then shouts. <strong>"Hey! You here for the tournament too?! Hop in!"</strong> He offers a ride to Cho into the city with a lot more subtlety and a much more relaxing method of travel. Driving on into Northern City the hustle and bustle of the crowds was ramped up as numerous tourists were walking about and exploring the stores, all eager to take advantage of the tournament by means of designer wear and martial arts paraphernalia. This allowed Cho to snack on his last meal from the village he had helped out in relative peace.<br><br>This was also a fantastic time for him to grill this man of agriculture for information. <strong>"You got here with two weeks to spare. Anyway, thats a good thing considering the entrance fee the martial artists have to take in order to enter. As for the whole location of the prelims, those are gonna be hosted in NC University. They get a lot of revenue from these fights so theres some big bets going around on who can topple Mr Satan from the championship."</strong> That... might be a problem with Cho's lack of funds. He might have to work and eat meager portions in order to make the tournament's requirements. But once again Cho finds himself a touch lucky in this regard. As they pull up to the supermarket the farmer gets out and notes his cargo. Theres a lot of it in truth. <strong>"Hey I got a proposition for ya bud! You got a strong set of shoulders and a good back. How about you help me do my deliveries and I'll give you some fair compensation for this, help ya get on your feet here. What do ya say?"</strong><br><br><hr><br>Sha had quite the amount of adventure already and had unfortunately managed to stumble into a situation with two rival dojos. One of them had managed to succeed in taking out the top students before Sha intervened. Fortunately the Dojo-killer didn't last long against the wandering monk and ran off with his tail between his legs. However the same couldn't be said for the young man. Resting against a pillar his mentor was splinting his right arm and pushing his shoulder back into place after it had been separated. <strong>"My apologies for you having to involve yourself in the Lion Dojo's affairs. I am Master Rum, and I thank you for saving my students life."</strong> He bowed his head but Ren groaned out in painful words. <strong>"Master, the tournament! We have to-"</strong> <strong>"That is no longer an option for us Brand! I will not permit you to fight when you are injured so badly. Let the Viper Dojo have our place in the tournament if they want it. But they shall not succeed any further."</strong> Master Ren said to his student and gave a sigh.<br><br>This encounter had led to Sha becoming their representative for the tournament in Northern City. With the entrance fee taken care of by being sponsored by the dojo, the monk only had to worry about lodging and training. But for the wandering winds, fate would conspire to bring him towards a food truck that was serving up piping hot bowls of ramen. Several tourists were there having themselves a meal. All the while the monk took the opportunity to read what was next to the truck. Specifically the promotions and adverts that were playing at the board just outside the school grounds. Each one giving him information upon the date of the tournament and the location. Still came the matters of funding his stay in the city. There was a couple of help wanted signs. Some were of the matter of being a bouncer for something called the Puff-Puff, another involved a rather luxurious looking place called the Kings Castle, with work being offered there as a waiter. A rather luxurious high end casino that was within the heart of the city. Of course he was more than able to try his luck elsewhere.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 06:37:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Jetlagged<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Introductions to the city, skipping the fine print<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr><br><br>Resu was still stuck in a perpetual state of awe because of all of the attention she was getting.&nbsp; She went from a lower-middle-class family in a small town outside of South City to a participant in the world’s largest sporting event.&nbsp; Her participation complete with corporate sponsors and all of the perks that came with it.&nbsp; She was waiting for the pinch to come to cause a dramatic end to the whole dream.<br><br>Lagged or not she still rushed to the good Doctor.&nbsp; The person in the whole thing she had the closest working relationship with.&nbsp; It hardly mattered.&nbsp; With how she felt now; she’d run up to meet the head of things himself and hug him with how excited she was about the whole situation.&nbsp; “Thank you!&nbsp; Two weeks are going to feel like an eternity.&nbsp; I’m ready right now!”<br><br>As excited as she was she knew there were hoops she had to jump through.&nbsp; Stupid formalities got in the way of doing anything in this modern world.&nbsp; She hated it as much as any young adult would.&nbsp; Even so, she did he best to try to read it.&nbsp; Or, at least, LOOK like she was reading it thoroughly.&nbsp; On the surface, it looked great.&nbsp; Phrases like “...Food, uniform, and housing to be supplied by responsible parties…”&nbsp; made her skim right over the other bits that mentioned, “...participant to always represent the brand in any matters concerning attitude, uniform, or appearance.”&nbsp; She was envisioning the spectacular outfits and uniforms other sponsored fighters had in the past with various logos emblazoned across them.&nbsp; She had no idea what she was getting herself into.<br><br>Just like that, every thought on the final bits of paperwork was gone “Do we have any info on the new fighters?&nbsp; Oh, did Mighty Mite recover from that injury last time and come back?&nbsp; I’ve wanted to punch that perfectly smug face in the nose for <em>years</em>.”&nbsp; Most of the other heavy hitters she felt like she had a good grasp on for the most part.&nbsp; The big names were the very same greats that she’s been watching and attempting to replicate for years in her own homegrown style.&nbsp; She was definitely open to anything new that her new sponsor could have dug up on the competition.&nbsp; With how much money they were dumping into her there was no doubt in her mind they weren’t doing the same in every other category of the competition.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 07:03:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 0/0<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>From her perch high above the rocky, dust-covered mountains, Okura surveyed the landscape with bright blue eyes. She peered past her jet-black fringe - which danced back and forth upon her forehead as the wind picked up fiercely about her - and considered the vast, near-featureless tapestry of oranges and browns far below. After a time, she smiled slowly: it had taken her the better part of the morning to find, but this truly was the perfect spot.<br><br><strong><em>No one else for miles around,</em></strong> thought Okura triumphantly, <strong><em>so there's no reason to hold back.</em></strong><br><br>Though invisible to the naked eye, Okura's body radiated a palpable energy, one which crackled and undulated with silent intensity. Cleaving to her form like a bodysuit, it began to lift her into the air; the wind picked up once more, angry at her hubris yet unable to stop her passage through the sky. She continued non-phased towards the bottom of the vertical cliff upon which she'd been standing, and then touched down gently at its base.<br><br><strong><em>Guess I should get warmed up.</em></strong> The young Saiyan looked skywards, her blue eyes traversing the length of the cliff's utmost edge; she lifted her hand towards it, palm outwards, and then dug her heels into the stone underfoot. Letting out a brief, sharp shout, Okura watched as a ball of bright, raw energy surged forth from her flesh; it clawed its way higher and higher through the air at a desperate speed, angling determinedly towards a spot several meters beneath the cliff's apex. It vanished upon making contact, swallowed up by an explosion of rock and dust and grit: dozens of boulders, and debris of all shapes and sizes, fell free from their mooring and began plummeting towards the ground and it's solitary occupant.<br><br>After waiting several moments for the rocks to near, Okura bent at the knees - once, twice, three times - and then pushed off from the ground with such force that she was catapulted up into the air. She rushed to meet the boulders with a grin of triumph, and a second before making impact with the lowest one she swung out with her right leg, catching it dead center: it shattered utterly, decimated by the force of the blow. Pushing onward, Okura bounced from one rock to the next, each time obliterating it with an expertly placed punch, kick, or headbutt to its dead center. Dust and rubble cascaded towards the ground in free-fall, pelting it unceremoniously in uneven spreads.<br><br>Using the last boulder as a springboard, Okura jumped the rest of the way towards the cliff's top, where she landed with a mirthful chuckle. She began stretching, first one way and then the other; once she felt suitably loosened, she turned back towards the drop-off, her blue-eyed stare scanning the horizon for the source of a distant sound: a heavy '<strong>thud, thud, thud</strong>' noise which had been growing in muffled volume for several minutes. It took her a moment to locate it, but once she had, her mouth split into a toothy grin: at the very cusp of her vision, Okura spotted a large, bipedal silhouette racing from east to west, cleaving to the shadows of distant rock faces, its massive jaw carried low over the ground as though trying to snatch at something unseen.<br><br><strong>"Dinner and training, all in one conveniently large-sized package."</strong> Okura chuckled at her good-fortune and, with a triumphant sprint off of the edge of the cliff, took off flying towards the distant tyrannosaurus.<br><br><div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/94/Dragonball_%284-Star%29.svg/1200px-Dragonball_%284-Star%29.svg.png)</div><br>Okura's return to Northern City had been slower than initially intended, thanks in no small part to her bellyful of dinosaur meat, and the sleep-inducing effect that had upon her. By the time she arrived at the city limits, she was yawning widely, her open mouth catching a lungful of air as she soared high above the cloud-line. Okura slowed her pace out of necessity, rolled out her shoulder, and then began to descend just low enough to identify her landing site. She looked back and forth, searching for a good, quiet spot to set down; the sights and sounds of the vibrant cityscape rose to meet her eagerly, hungry for acknowledgement.<br><br><strong><em>Looks like everyone's really excited for the Tournament.</em></strong> Okura folded her arms and hovered, suddenly wide-awake as she began to dwell on the contest ahead: it surprised her that she wasn't more enthused about taking part. This was something that she had been working towards, after all, though Okura often recalled that she had only begun doing so at the behest of others. Indeed, the first dozen contests that she had won had been entered without her prior knowledge: the students of Northern City High School had been kind enough to saddle that responsibility for her.<br><br>Thoughts of her High School caused Okura to frown, and she rose back up into the cloud cover, intending to delay her return. It was confusing to her, humanity's stance on fighting: on the one hand, they cherished it as the ultimate expression of discipline and prowess; but on the other, they decried it - and, in the case of Okura's Principle, <em>her</em> specifically for exercising her talents. What confused her more was the double-standards that the adults would apply depending on the situation: the Principle, Rin and Toya, and even the students, all wanted her to fight and win, but the moment she did so for an actual <em>cause</em> - that being the defense of those weaker than herself - they considered her to irresponsible, and even dangerous.<br><br><strong>Dangerous.</strong> It was a word that no one had specifically used to describe her, but Okura was no fool: she could read the fear in their eyes sometimes, when they thought her too dense to notice. It was a look she remembered from her youth - the same one that countless alien beings had worn when faced with the merciless onslaught of their Saiyan conquerors. Fear, hatred, distrust. Okura had been young then, but she was certainly old enough to realise how <strong><em>wrong</em></strong> it felt to be looked at in such a way. That was why she had failed to take a life by the age of twelve; it was why her father had been shamed and shunned: an outcast with a coward for a daughter.<br><br>Okura's expression darkened in tandem with her mood: thoughts of her father were always complex, and she rarely knew how to feel when she remembered him. Daikon had sacrificed himself to return her to life, but did that excuse a lifetime of murder? Did his love for her at the very end absolve him of all the times he had turned his back on her, certain that Okura lacked the heart of a true Saiyan? She wasn't sure - and she doubted she ever would be.<br><br>With a laden sigh, Okura unfolded her arms and finally began her descent. She picked out a spot to the western edge of the city that would serve to hide her from casual glances and then bee-lined towards it, taking care to avoid flying past any of the westward facing windows of the buildings close-by. Upon landing, she turned towards the heart of the city, thrust her hands into her pockets, and then began the slow, heavy-footed stroll back home.<br><br><strong>"Come on out, Pretzel, there's a good-- oh, young miss!"</strong><br><br>Okura slowed and looked around, her attention drawn by the doddering old man who had addressed her. He was stood besides a parked car, one hand upon the bonnet and another clutched about a walking stick. He gestured for the young Saiyan to approach, which she did with a raised brow. <strong>"Excuse me, miss. I'm sorry to trouble you, but my cat, Pretzel... he's ran beneath this car and I can't bend over to fetch him out. Would you mind giving me a hand?"</strong><br><br>Blinking, Okura asked, <strong>"Your cat's name is Pretzel?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Oh yes,"</strong> nodded the old man, smiling. <strong>"He's quite the rascal. Would you mind grabbing him for me?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Oh. Of course."</strong> Okura reached down towards the front of the car, gripped it by the bumper, and then raised her arm, lifting the front-half of the car clear of the ground as she did; with her free hand she scooped up the startled feline, which meowed quizzically. Returning the vehicle to its front wheels, Okura offered out the cat to the old man, who was staring at her with wide, disbelieving eyes and a gaping mouth. <strong>"Here you go."</strong><br><br><strong>"How...?"</strong> he stammered, accepting the cat upside down and not bothering to right it. <strong>"How did you...?"</strong><br><br><strong>"How did I what?"</strong> Okura looked from the old man to the car and then back again. She sniffed twice before realisation dawned on her. <strong>"Oh... the car! Well, I... eat a lot of greens... do a lot of squats... Take daily walks."</strong> She paused for a long moment, staring back into the unblinking eyes of the old man; then, at a vastly quicker pace than before, she started off back down the road. <strong>"Got to go now. Bye!"</strong> she called back, and then she took the corner and was gone.<br><br>The old man stared after her - as did the upside down cat. <strong>"Squats, huh?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 15:13:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Intro<br><hr><hr><br>"NC University... Got it..." Cho nodded to the farmer he had ended up travelling with into the city as they stood near his truck at the market they'd stopped at. Cho didn't hesitate much at all at the farmer's offer for work, it seemed whatever the farmer was offering it'd at least help Cho gain the funds needed to enter the Tournament, so he nodded with agreement and offered out his hand to shake, "I'll say that sounds like something I can do for sure!" he grinned. He'd done this sort of work for the farm village he lived near for years, admittedly as they gave him food, booze and it allowed him to rubber-neck the village girls there, though this seemed like an easy deal too!<br><br>Cho also needed to think on training. In general training alone was such a slow monotonous thing, he didn't like to do it. There were more other-worldly methods to get stronger in a quick amount of time, though getting from here to the Shadow Realm and back in a fortnight didn't seem too viable... The only other method left was to fight others who were strong like him, though there weren't too many who were like that and those who were local to this world that he feld he could face, mainly the likes of the Ox King or Princess Snake, he had no real way to contact or even know if they'd help him out. He tapped the farmer on the shoulder...<br><br>"You seem to know about the Tournament and the Fighters involved with it... Where are some of the more powerful fighters around these parts? People with a lot of ki though are still good to spar against?" Cho asked the man as he readied himself to work for the seemingly friendly fellow human.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raku</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 20:35:56</strong>
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				Among all the martial artist and fighters gathering here, in North City, Rakutsu can be considered the black sheep. The reason for this being his feelings around the tournament and fighting. He wasn’t a fan and considered it to be a waste of talent and energy. He can still be in West City, working to earn a few more dollars right now. There wasn’t desperation for cash, but earning it never hurt. It was all because of his grandfather.<br><br>The old man wanted him to earn the tournament as a means of training. Get real experience fighting in the spotlight. The teen couldn’t understand the logic behind it. Isn’t real experience why he fought in the underground rings? Too fight against people not afraid to spill blood? If he won in their last fight this wouldn’t be happening. Damn old man. <br><br>Rakutsu walked off the express train with a bitter expression. The GSP on his phone became his sole focus of attention. It showed him the directions to the hotel he will be staying in for the next two weeks. All paid by his grandfather, including additional funds for whatever he wanted. How kind of him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 21:58:39</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong><em>Sha Wuqing</em></strong></span></span><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/fa/69/a7fa6911dd4ca7f05fbedf681450288a.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15825236#msg15825236)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 260; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 5<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Getting a Job?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr> <br><br>With the first clue given to him, Sha found himself gravitating towards the Ramen truck with all haste and speed. He could feel his growling stomach and had missed more than a meal or two in his treck across the land. North City's noodles were nothing special, but to the hungry Monk, they tasted like they were laced with ambrosia. <br><br>Tourists were still something that threw Sha off a bit. He'd seen his fair share since leaving his monastary home, but that didn't stop him from getting confused by the concept every time. It seems so...alien to him. Spending your time, your effort, your energy, all to travel for the sake of travelling? No goal, no objective, no arc...Just travelling to feel something. It confused him deeply. Should it though? Wasn't what he was doing much the same? Travelling for the sake of travelling wasn't all that different to travelling for the sake of discovering an obscure goal, right? He could pretend that his pilgramage to discover how to best serve the vaccuous concept of the 'Balance of the World' was somehow more concrete and valid than their reason, but was it really?<br><br>Self-reflection aside, as well as the now-empty cardboard box of ramen and pork, Sha put a fistful of notes on the counter, overpaying the chef four times over. He glanced at the board next to the stand, familiar enough with these boards that offered easy work.&nbsp; Normally he didn't pay the more long-standing jobs much attention; he liked to do some good, get enough information and money to move on, and then do just that. Still, he was stuck here for a while. He needed somewhere to sleep, and wash himself. He needed some food, and somewhere he could comfortably exercise. He also wanted to pick up a couple of books maybe. He hadn't read much since he left home ten months back...<br><br>Between the two obvious jobs on offer, he fancied himself more likely to play Bouncer than Waiter. He noted down both locations in his head, intending to apply to both. For most people that might be an issue, but Sha was a superhuman martial-artist who could split boulders with one finger. He could throw trees through the sky like rockets! What was a couple of jobs?<br><br>Without anything better to do, he stretched and dusted off his outfit. His shirt wasn't fancy or anything, but he was confident he could since the Bouncer Job if they just let him show what he could do. Asking one of the tourists for directions, he found himself pointed towards the 'Puff-Puff' parlour, the people giving him the strangest look when he smiled and thanked them.<br><br>...What was a Puff-Puff parlour?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>01-05-2021, 02:12:32</strong>
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				Dr Wijit smiled a touch as the contract was signed albeit she really wished it was her original draft rather than her bosses ideas complicating the process. She was supposed to have full control over this project and her boss being able to creatively control what was to be done or wasn't didn't sit well with her. Still didn't sit well with her. But it was all in the past now and now they could really get to work. Dr. Wijit had a smile upon her face seeing how eager Resu was wanting to get started. <strong>"Alright then, lets have a look."</strong> She looked over towards the driver and then spoke up. <strong>"Driver, please take the scenic route back to the laboratory"</strong> His eyes look back to the pair via the rear view mirror and gave a nod before he does just that. He goes down and merges with the land bound cars, taking a drive on through the tourist districts as they passed by several high end restaurants, theaters and a few casinos. They also passed by an adult entertainment place called the Puff Puff but there was no attention paid to it. She was more interested in the research. They'd have to stop to let someone pass on by them. A man with some unusual clothes and floral tattoos looking rather lost.<br><br>So as they drove she started bringing up a few notes she had made upon potential prospects for the preliminaries. <strong>"Oddly enough no one has seen nor heard from Mighty Mite for about two months ago. He completely went dark."</strong> She looked over his bio and then the last bit of information. <strong>"I stand corrected. Three months and four days ago. He said he was going to train up on his social media. It's possible he went dark to hide the fruits of his training but that isn't his style."</strong> As ominous as the implications were Dr. Wijit continued with her worked. Whilst she talked she brought up some kind of registration app and instructed Resu. <strong>"Please look at the camera on the tablet for about ten seconds and then place your hand for the same amount of time. This is meant to register you into the security systems."</strong> <br><br>With formalities done she continued with her talk regarding information. She brought up several images from the street cameras and several profiles on the people in question. <strong>"Now let's see... The student body of NC High, has a martial arts league and one of their seniors is going to be participating in the preliminaries. A rather unique woman by the name of Okaru, in the fact that she has a tail. I imagine she is a byproduct of a hybrid and human. Rather strong as well. I believe theres a second fighter there as well. Some kind of delinquent street fighter by the name of Garnet. Also a senior from the school."</strong> They began driving towards the labs which was an unmarked warehouse on the outside, and looked on the inside like a lot of storage. But a retinal scan of her eyes and a handprint later and she could see an absolute marvel of technology and intense training mechanicals. What would Resu ask about now? What would she do once she arrived at the labs?<br><br><hr><br>Sha made his way through the throng of people now heading towards the more busy parts of the city. Called in self explanatory fashion, the tourist district, this place had quite the array of high end living that must have been a stark contrast to a monks lifestyle. Decadence and vice coupled with culture and opulence. Each building was some kind of testament, from a casino or two nestled besides several theaters of film and stage, this place had plenty for those with cash. And tucked off to the side was the aforementioned "puff puff" which had rose colored lights, alongside a plain looking windowless building. But one can hear the sounds of music coming from within. Classical music was being played and it was resonating within the doors. As he walked along the streets crossways, a black looking air car has to come to a stop for the casually walking monk. However as he walked past he could sense a power similar to his own within the car. Eventually the car is able to move on and as it does so does what he sensed. <br><br>Well there was nothing left to do but head on inside, and upon doing show the poor monk gets an eyeful of lovely ladies walking about in rather fetching costumes. All of them were dressed as skimpy looking maids, and each of them had such short skirts that if they even slightly leaned forward someone was going to have serious eye candy. There was a stage and several tables lined around it with not just a small tablet but also several men either drinking and leading over the ladies. However the hostess was the one greeting him. She was a lovely young woman that had teal blonde hair that ends at the shoulder blades and grey blue eyes. She was a physically fit human based earthling with a buxom figure held provocatively within a bunny girls outfit. With a cheerful smile she approached the young monk. <strong>"Well hello there handsome! I am Maron and welcome to the Puff Puff! Can I get you a table in the first floor or are you here for special service on the second floor? We also are having a tourists sale, in which puff puffs are fifty percent off!"</strong> If Sha was observant and capable of not staring into the sun or moon (of which there were many moons) he could note there was a help wanted ad for bouncers on a bulletin board by the desk of the hostess. What will Sha do now?<br><br><hr><br>As Cho gets to work, he makes small talk with the farmer, whom was indeed a fan of the tournament even if he wasn't a martial artist. <strong>"Right well, I dunno make about them details of martial arts. But as for talent and people that are good at fighting, that I can get behind. Ya talking about up and comers and not the big guys I assume so lets start with that. Got a few locals from this here city since it does favor them types well, a pretty one with a tail goes by the name of Okaru but she's more of a street fighter than a true blue martial artist I think. One of the ones I was hedging my best on is actually from out of town like ya. Resu has been earning a reputation for beating plenty of potential favorites."</strong> Several boxes have been squared off and delivered and he would climb on into the truck to continue his deliveries with Cho driving along with him. As they drove along, they managed to get behind a black aircar that had a some kind of tourist looking about as he walked along the crossways. <strong>"Looks like theres another one them guys over there. Betcha he'll be in the tournament as well."</strong><br><br>Driving along they soon go on forward whilst the airfare merges to the right hand side. Within the car was two women, one looked like a reach bookworm of sorts but the other, looked very excited and looked out of place within the car. The farmer didn't know it but that was indeed Resu in the back of the car which was now turning right whist they make another stop at the zenny general. The farmer gets out and begins loading up Cho with more boxes. However he continued to talk with him about other fighters in question. <strong>"There's a couple of other fighters eager to get past the preliminaries here. Dunno where in the world some of em come from though. One of em looks like he comes from one of em martial art gangs. Like he was from the high school. Last thing was I think one of the younger folk was injured by a rival dojo eager to get in the prelims. Who was it again..."</strong> <br><br>The last of the bit of cargo was being worked on as he recollect his thoughts. <strong>"Oh yeah! Someone from the Viper Dojo was coming into the tournament as well. According to the hubbub, they took the position that the representative from the Lion Dojo. Course people can't prove it though."</strong> With the last of the gossip done and the trucks last supplies delivered he began divvying up the zenny so as to pay Cho for his time. <strong>"Well son, you held your end of the deal, now I'll hold mine. This here should be enough to pay you and a bit extra for the good effort. You'll be able to get room and board with that."</strong> What will Cho do now?<br><br><hr><br>Rakutsu was heading for the Kings Plaza Hotel via an express train. Swiftly they were making excellent time towards the city. A beautiful skyline greets him with the noon sun hanging overhead. With the lights and displays of advertisements following soon after as the express trains track gives him quite the luxurious view of the place. Soon enough the train would come to a stop just a few blocks away from his destination. The person behind the counter of the hotel was a decent looking man in formal attire. <strong>"Hello sir and how can I help you? Are you a registered guest?"</strong> Soon as his name was given he takes out the registry tablet and scrolls down. <strong>"Yes sir, you are in the VIP section. Your things shall be delivered to your room post haste. Here is your room keycard. Please have a pleasant stay."</strong> His grandfather had spent no expense on his room. Luxury is the best way to describe this room. Spacey with incredible comforts and free room service. Despite the accommodations it did nothing to dissuade him from the reasons of why he was there and how he was resenting his grandfather. But since his grandfather had given him quite the luxurious funds for his two week stay before the tournament preliminaries. Only question was how would he spend that time and what did he intend to do right this moment?<br><br><hr><br>Okura had done her good deed for the day of course, and she seemed to be wandering now along her homestead. This city was her home and she had plenty of time with her thoughts regarding the tournament and anything else. She had plenty of time to think about her father Daikon. Despite the fact that she had fearful looks given to her in the past, there were of course smiling faces amongst them. Of which she was heading on home to. Her surrogate family had more curious looks over the young girl upon earth especially with her tail. Rin and Toyo Tato took her in without a moments hesitation. The clerical paperwork to keep her however had been a nightmare for them but it was something that had been glazed over several times in her head. <br><br>During her lingering walk, there of course were moments of fear flashing before her memories. The first year that she had been in high school was one in which a lot of people were hesitant to even approach the out of uniform Saiyan. Dressed more like a delinquent, it put several of her fellow students off. The first person that started to smile at her was Spring, but that was after she was being bullied hard by another girl. Tear streaked and crying on the bench atop the roof Okura had spooked her since she had been up for some alone time. Sadness became nervous but after a small bit of talking she began to warm up rather well and when the next time her tormentor had came, Okura had put her in her place. A rather nasty girl by the name of Garnet whom could only be described as an alpha bitch. Sweet on the outside but all vinegar on the inside, and one of Okura's real detractors even during this year. Even now she was still trying to push people to turn on the Bully Hunter. She was the one pressuring the Principal to kick her from the Martial Arts Club. Especially after what the Saiyan had done recently.<br><br>She was now coming up onto a familiar block, her home. Quaint and as peaceful as ever. Except... Who does she find waiting for her at home? Were her parents not home? What does she do once she gets on inside? Does she train, does she contact a friend of hers? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>01-05-2021, 22:09:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Intro<br><hr><hr><br>Cho gave a bow and thanked the farmer for the cash after they'd finished the work, Cho had been attempting to take some mental notes on the names and places he had been given, though there was a large amount so it was fairly tough for him at least to have all the info logged away into his head. "If you need some more help, I'd like to join you again... Today was nice and easy work, was fun seeing the sights..." Cho spoke to the farmer, appreciating the day he had. He scratched his chin as he looked around, the city was still new to him and he had no idea just where to head now he was free for the rest of his time currently. "So," Cho started, "Y'know where I could find any of those people you mentioned?" he asked first.<br><br>Cho's ears had earlier perked up when the farmer had mentioned Okura as 'she'... Sparring with a cute girl sounded fun... "That Okura sounds strong, how about her?" he added, hopeful to meet a potentially cute girl here in the city. Cho had the potential to sense strong power-levels over distance, though also had never attempted such a thing prior, so it's not an immediate thought he had to solve the issue of finding others to train with. "One of those dojos sound like they got strong fighters also..." he muttered to himself as he looked around. "Say, y'know exactly where I should head to get a roof over my head too? I don't know who to speak to to trade this cash in for a place to stay..." he added, "I need a map really..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>02-05-2021, 12:11:11</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong><em>Sha Wuqing</em></strong></span></span><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/fa/69/a7fa6911dd4ca7f05fbedf681450288a.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15825236#msg15825236)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 260; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 5<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Getting a Job? Getting a Job!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Rue {M}<br><hr><hr> <br><br>Sha's meandering travels through the Tourist district were, for the most part, uninteresting. He wasn't quite as unique in North City as he might be in other places, as Fighters were starting to flock around the melting pot of the Tournament's qualifiers. Equally, he wasn't quite as flashy as some of the others who'd either already made a name for themselves as combatants, or who had focused on over-exuberant forms of martial arts. Apart from his unique look: The flowery tattooes; the simple shirt which hid most of the details of that inking; and the green hair, contained in a simple Ponytail, he was pretty much just a physically fit-if-lean looking Human.<br><br>It ceased being Uninteresting for just a moment. A flash of something interesting. He hadn't been actively hiding his Power Level – It took a modicum of concentration to do that, and he didn't see any reason to be anything but passive and relaxed in this tourist-trap environment – and it seems neither was someone else. Briefly, he sensed the Power Level similar to his, if not slightly above it. He'd sensed Higher Power Levels before, and had even fought people who were numerically his superior. It did force him to pause though. He only caught it after he'd crossed the road, and he watched it drive off, with it his first glimpse of a real challenge in the city. The rush brought a hint of excitement dancing up his spine. His wandering had been so pointless for a while, but knowing that there were others who were as strong as him at this level was a thrill. Did that mean there would be more powerful fighters at the qualifiers? What about the tournament itself? Would one of them be worth asking about the world? Its dangers, its counterbalances? Would one of them help him find some answers?<br><br>That didn't matter for now. For now, he needed steady work. He needed a place to put his head. He needed somewhere to lie and to gather himself; and apparently the best first stop was this 'Puff-Puff' place. When he arrived it was...interesting. Scantily clad women in maid costumes and men starting to drink and flex for the servers were a little much for the Monk. <br><br><em>'I guess those outfits must be easier to walk around in? The shoes look like hell though. Perhaps it's a way for them to train their balance?'</em> He might have looked like a prospective customer, glancing up and down the women who were working, as well as the men funnily enough. What might be seen as leering was actually him sizing the people up, and when Maron approached him he smiled at her, even if his gaze kept going up, instead of down. One moment, caught trying to maintain eye-contact with the Hostess, and the other her...ears? “<strong>I uh...What?</strong>” He blinked a couple times, trying to take in the small barrage of offers from Maron, before his eyes caught the ad. “<strong>That.</strong>” He pointed at the Help Wanted sign, before clearing his throat and realising that he was doing a very poor job of presenting himself. He remembered the wisdom of his seniors, and inhaled briefly. “<strong>I'd like to...apply for the Bouncer role? That's just a word for a bodyguard who protects a building, right? I'd be great at that, Miss Maron: I'm strong, I'm eager to earn pay, and I...uh...</strong>” He wasn't really much clued into the ways he might interview for a role like this, and had gone with bull-headed honesty. “<strong>...I'm sorry, what's with the ears? I thought you might be some sort of hybrid, but it seems they are fake? It's really distracting me from your face. Is that the intention? Are you trying to remain anonymous for some reason? Is that why all the other ladies are wearing such revealing outfits? To distract people?</strong>” He leaned in closer to Maron, focusing in rather intensely on her face now. He wasn't leaning <em>over</em> her, like some of the other men leaned over their prospective interests, instead just bringing his eyes level with hers; deep green pools of curious monk meeting with her own whimsical grey-blues.<br><br>He still hadn't mustered up the courage to ask why a Bakery would need Bouncers, or why it was staffed nearly exclusively by attractive women.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>03-05-2021, 03:44:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Recovered, elated<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Introductions to the city, skipping the fine print<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr><br><br>Just like that the contract was out of sight and out of mind.&nbsp; It may as well have no longer existed for all Resu cared at this point.&nbsp; In part, that was due to her trust in Wijit as much as her lack of understanding of the process.&nbsp; Wijit was, as far as she was concerned, in charge of things.&nbsp; Not some big scary faceless corporate entity or some shady people in a board room somewhere else that even Wijit had to answer to.&nbsp; Resu overestimated Wijit’s and her own importance and power in this whole project.&nbsp; After all, it was a pretty big deal in her mind that she could effortlessly trash her hometown’s choice applicant for the tournament.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes darted around as they descended for the ‘scenic route’.&nbsp; Resu had never been to a city as large as this one and only knew from pop culture what kinds of things to expect.&nbsp; Between the landscape and the conversation, it was hard to take it all in; even if she did notice the strangely dressed man that interrupted the flow of their vehicle.&nbsp; <em>Takes all kinds to make the world go 'round.</em> she thought to herself.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>”Really?&nbsp; Ugh…&nbsp; He’s so annoying whenever he gets to do his press conferences.&nbsp; I was really hoping to get a shot at him.&nbsp; It was a long shot, anyway.&nbsp; He would probably be in a different bracket.”</strong>&nbsp; Wijit’s concerned were mirrored in Resu.&nbsp; Mite was not the type to go quiet on social media <em>at all</em>.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>”Last step in signing away my soul?”</strong>&nbsp; She jested as she interacted with the tablet.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened to Wijit rattle off tidbits about some of the local competition.&nbsp; It may not have been an exhaustive list but it was given a decent view into what she had to look forward to.&nbsp; <strong>”A few more like me, then.”</strong>&nbsp; she responded quietly.&nbsp; And here she thought she was special. <br><br><strong>”Can we start right now?”</strong> She was ready to cut right to the chase even as the door was in the process of opening up.&nbsp; Her excitement was palpable.&nbsp; Any sign of jet lag was long forgotten at this point.&nbsp; <strong>”Maybe letting me beat up some robots?&nbsp; Do we need any labs done?&nbsp; Do I need to start eating my superfoods or get my super vitamin shots?”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>03-05-2021, 09:17:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 0/0<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>The walk home was a long affair, but that was by design: having lived in Northern City for the better part of six years, Okura had explored its various passageways and sidewalks thoroughly, both from above and below, and she could easily have returned home within the hour if she had wished. Yet her mind was still heavy with thoughts of the past and the present, and she wanted to exercise those distractions before she retired.<br><br>In spite of how things had initially been, Okura found the city's inhabitants to be a somewhat calming influence on her now: most of the people had come to know her, by sight if not by name, and in time their weary glances had been replaced with friendly and welcoming smiles. She took the time to greet those who acknowledged her, as much out of reflex as it was a genuine effort to pick up her mood. To her considerable relief, the dark clouds occupying her thoughts dissolved before too long, and she was able to start back home with sincere enthusiasm.<br><br>Upon her arrival at the house, Okura stepped inside only long enough to deposit her bag before stepping out into the garden. At the far end of it sat a massive shuttered building - one even larger than the residence itself. It was here that the Altlock Company - that was to say, Rin and Toya - worked on their various contraptions; and it was here that Okura could expect to find her guardians.<br><br><strong>"I'm back,"</strong> announced the Saiyan, pushing her way through the sliding metal door. She glanced about the large chamber, blinked at the sounds of metal on metal, and then glanced upwards: she found Rin and Toya dangling from harnesses, suspended as they worked on an aerial vehicle that was caught between two large, metal vices. <strong>"Need any help?"</strong> It was an offer extended out of habit, but Okura knew they would turn it down: they weren't fond of her messing around with their projects - not after the last time.<br><br>As Rin and Toya offered their usual polite rejections, Okura began to climb the metal rigging, utilising both hands and feet and tail to easily navigate her way up the cavern-like chamber to her guardians' side. Once there, she hung upside down between them, her legs and tail anchoring her in place. <strong>"Guessing dinner isn't going to be ready for a while yet, huh?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raku</strong> on <strong>07-05-2021, 04:40:41</strong>
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				Rakutsu held a flat and unimpressed expression towards his room. He assumed his room would be a standard suite with minimal money put into it. That’s what he would have done if it was up to him. But his grandfather must think getting him one of the best rooms will sweeten the deal. What was it like to be wrong to such a degree? The young martial artist walked into the bathroom and washed his face. It felt grimy from the long trip to North City. He soon left the suite, not wanting to lock himself in all day. Maybe a walk around the city will distract him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>07-05-2021, 22:55:53</strong>
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				Okura saw Rin working upon the engine, strapped to a elevated bench so he can make sure not to fall. Toya was currently looking over a small monitor and keyboard to try and program the user interface for the vehicle in question. Of course that all changed when the Saiyan daughter came into the work shop and told her folks that she was home. <strong>"Welcome home honey."</strong> Toyo said with a smile Okura climbed up to hang upside down and watch them work. The two of them were working upon a custom air car which was hopefully going to revolutionize how humans travel once it goes beyond Northern City. Not everyone can fly around after all but this car wasn't meant for a show or such. Quietly they had been planning to surprise her and for the moment hopefully Okura wasn't the wiser to the notion that this was <em>her</em> airfare. But they definitely didn't want her helping with this. Rin shook his head remembering who this went the last time. <strong>"No no, I believe we are perfectly fine Okura."</strong><br><br>She voiced how peckish she was since from the look of her she had definitely been out for a majority of the day training herself. The preliminaries were fast approaching after all. <strong>"Well, dinner is not ready... but I am certain that we can work up a good meal for you in no time. We had time to prepare in advance. Rin, I'll need your help with this."</strong> She lowered her harness so she could safely return to the ground. Much as they invest into their work, the two of them have become quite doting to their adopted child. Rin was smiling at Okura and he in turn pulls the lever to start the bench's slow decent down as he then asked Okura <strong>"So how was your day?"</strong> He asked since he had no idea where she had been or what she's been up to this whole time. After all, for all they knew, she couldn't fly and yet they were working on something special for her. They made no mention of it of course.<br><br>However with their daughter here, they would have to put their work on hold. She looked like she had a long day and Toyo could sense she wasn't exactly in the best of spirits. In her case Toyo took the moment to give a smile and hug her in greeting since she hadn't done so yet. However she pulled back after a moment and gave a doting rub to her cheek with a clean wet nap. <strong>"I think before dinner you need a bath young lady. Don't worry, dinner will be there for you when you get out."</strong> Going into the residence this gave Rin the time needed to finish up what he was working upon and come on into the house after freshening up to help his sister cook. It would be a two man job to feed the Saiyan within the time constraints of a wash. They had managed to thankfully come prepared since there was a large pot of bamboo shoot soup in the fridge. Alongside this was some pulled roast beef being warmed up alongside some mashed potatoes and an oven baked macaroni. In short a scrumptious fare though a bit more modest than Okura might expect. <br><br>Still once Okura joins them at the dining table, she could have a good heart to heart talk with her surrogate parents if she wanted or just talk about anything else on her mind. The remote to the television was right next to the monitor if she wanted to listen in on anything. Rin was serving up plates for Toyo and Okura this time.<br><br><hr><br>The farmer got a chuckle at knowing where to find some of these folks. <strong>"Kid if I knew that my wife might be asking me some questions. Sorry, but I wouldn't know where she'd would be hanging out. But with the news, your best bet for finding out about local martial artists is in the sports channels. Most of em are talking more about the tournament than battle ball here. My guess is since NC High is hyping up their top student, my guess is you'll find this Okura gal there."</strong> Fortunately for Cho the farmer was more than happy to be helpful in a different matter. He climbed into his vehicle and pulled out a map from the glovebox. Coming out with it, he opened it up and showed it off to Cho. <strong>"Forgot I had this in here, but now that you brought it up, this here tourists map was what I was using for a long while. Not anymore tho. Best place to get a roof over your head at a decent price for yer wages is here at the Kings Plaza Hotel. Yeah it is a deluxe hotel but they do have budget lodgings on the first floor. It'll be more noisy thanks to the in house restaurants and gambling den, but its a good place for what it is."</strong> <br><br>With that, Cho was free to explore at his own devices. He was in a good location to start as well being in the tourist center of Northern City. Should he decide to start using his ki to sense energy he does however take note of a number of ki signatures. One of which was at the King's Plaza Hotel. Another was just a few blocks from here as well, and consoling the map it was at... the Puff Puff? What kind of a hotel name is that? Cho does know what that is and the lewd thoughts can commence. As he continued to explore he took note that a special sports announcement was being played upon the tourist district monitors. Should he decide to watch it something very interesting would be of note. Namely the unveiling of the special prize beyond the prize money. However he could sense another power level coming his way straight from Kings Plaza Hotel.<br><br><hr><br>Rakutsu left the hotel and decided to have a walk around the tourist district of Northern City. Regulars and fans of the tournament mingled here, as street vendors tried their best to sell on the go food for hungry folk and pawn souvenirs to people with too much money to burn. It was around this time that the special news bulletin for the world tournament plays upon the districts many monitors. As he walked along, he could see another person roaming the streets that looked rather out of place. Looked like he was a traveling monk of sorts with his clothes. Of course it was up to him on whether or not to approach this man but with Rakutsu merely exploring, he didn't have to bother with it. In the meantime however he had to push through a bunch of people waiting at the crosswalks to move past the cars. It was crowded and almost a bit too close for one to be comfortable. <br><br>Whilst watching the television and recalling something important from his Grandfathers many lessons about this special prize at the tournament, he felt a hand slip into his pockets after someone shouldered past him. Noticing this, the keen martial artist tried to snatch the offending hand by his wrist but finds his hand catching naught but air as the person in question runs as fast as possible down the sidewalk in order to get away with Rakutsu's wallet! Naturally other people are suddenly getting pushed aside as the person tries to put distance between themselves and the fighter. What will he do? <br><br><hr><br>Sha in the meantime was dealing with might be his greatest challenge yet in Maron as she gave a bubbly giggle since she could tell from her experience and intuition this was a more pure hearted martial artists than most. Especially with such brutally honest questions and remarks after being properly distracted. She could not help but tease him a little. <strong>"Eyes down here hon."</strong> Maron was smiling at him as she began to explain the more important reason he was here. <strong>"Well I am sure a strong man like you can keep us safe whilst we work to excite and entice these healthy souls with our charms. You'd be protecting us ladies and the building from those whom would want to do more than look at us."</strong> Her fingertips run idly on his chest as she "walked" along his chest until she stepped back and gave a clap of her hands. The lights dimmed as another lady in lustrous blonde hair within a hell tigers pelt bikini came out wielding a large club with a sultry walk along the stage as the men hoot and hollar as she tossed the club behind her and began to demonstrate a rather nimble and alluring dance with a pole that&nbsp; made absolute sure of what establishment Sha was joining up in.<br><br>Maron was smiling broadly whilst the dance continued and she took off the rabbit ears she had on and then spoke up. <strong>"The rabbit ears aren't the only things I can take off if you want to question if my tail is real or not."</strong> She teased with a playful wink as she then folded her arms under her chest to make certain to put her best front forward as she asked a more important question. <strong>"If you don't mind what work we do here handsome and are willing to get your hands dirty to keep the more unruly of customers off us, I can make it worth your while."</strong> She teases but the pay was indeed nothing to scoff at as she produced a check from her cleavage that would make one with more monetary related greed be really happy with the zenny that was on offer.<br><br><hr><br>Dr Wijit was thrilled by the enthusiasm Resu shows and as the lights to the labs turn fully on, she took off her lab coat and dropped it over a work desk. She sits down and presses a button on the keyboard and monitor. She made quick with a energy bar for her. It was a brand called Korrin of all things and certainly not something she's familiar with. <strong>"Couldn't agree more. Now then. I understand you have access to an energy that is commonly referred to as ki."</strong> As she spoke, blast doors came down and a hatch opens up to a see through blast chamber. Seems as though Wijit was taking her job seriously. <strong>"First I would like to run some tests upon you and this ki and see if we cannot accurately measure the energy you produce and ready. I have plenty of targets per say to test with such power. That energy bar is for later when you are nearing your limits."</strong> <br><br><strong>Please step on inside with your typical fighting attire on."</strong><br><br>Upon those words she brought up a program with a voice over <strong>"SCOUT is online. Good afternoon Doctor."</strong> She smiled a touch and the see through room alights with a hue of blue as data dances along the walls. She gave a thumbs up to Resu if she went in without questions and took the moment to speak through means of a microphone which carried her voice over with crystal clarity <strong>"Alright now, Resu, we are going to be starting your ki control tests in a few moments. When I count to three, I want you to begin channelling your ki as quickly as possible. Are you ready Resu?"</strong> Upon Resu's go ahead (which Dr Wijit waited on) she would begin counting. Her hand was flicking buttons one which made the room hum and begin displaying vitals of Resu's from heart rate to synapsis and finally the unknown number over her head which reads zero in terms of output. <br><br><strong>"Begin in one... two... THREE!"</strong><br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">If the television is turned on or you watched the television...</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>"This is Jimmy Firecracker here and we are just moments away from the unveiling of the prize available to our up and coming contenders who are eagerly waiting to knock Mr Satan off his throne. And while Jimmy Firecracker has his heavy speculations on such an outrageous statement, he is just trembling with excitement over the news."</strong> However the press is made silent as two people come out to wheel into place a veiled display case.<br><br>It was at this moment that a blond haired ring announcer with sunglasses came out with a smile on his own face. <strong>"Ladies and gentlemen of Northern City and around the world, thank you for coming! Mr Alonso, your ring announcer making an early appearance to speak to our newest competitors and longtime favorites alike. With the unveiling of this special prize I can assure this tournament shall be the most explosive one yet! By the good graces of numerous sponsors, we have managed to pick up this little doozy of a gemstone. A star ruby that is the size of a fist! Contestants! Bear witness to what could be yours!"</strong> Being a jewel case atop a red pillow sits a peculiar fire red orange gemstone shaped as a perfectly rounded sphere and within it was a small series of stars held within it. The gathering of the press snaps photos and gives audible gasp and ahhs about how gorgeous this gemstone was.<br><br>(roll 3d6+Mental+Mind and send the result to OOC)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>08-05-2021, 08:18:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> After some... <em>appreciative</em>... thoughts on puff puffing, getting in Rakutsu's way<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rakutsu, Open.<br><hr><hr><br>Cho gave the farmer a respectful bow and waved the map, thanking the man for the useful item before heading off. So, he had a few places to check out now, NC University was where the tournament would start, whereas NC High was where he'd find this Okura girl for some potential '<em>training</em>'... <em>Kekekeke</em>... The farmer also mentioned those two dojos, along with the King's Plaza Hotel to get a room for the night. So many choices at hand... It was then he noticed the ki signature, in his wanderings deciding where to go, coming from the 'Puff Puff'... Cho stroked his chin with a smile, there's not too many kinda places that would have a name like that, perhaps a strip joint or love hotel?<br><br>That was <em>more than enough</em> for Cho to head towards that direction, when he noticed the announcement on the tourist monitors... He had no idea what the prize was outside it was clearly a large gem-stone, certainly impressive enough that if he picked it up, the farmer's daughter he wanted to impress would certainly love it! <em>Then perhaps he could enjoy some puff puffs with her... Kekekeke...</em> That's when he felt the ki signature heading his way. No idea if they were a friend or foe, though if they weren't hiding their Power Level, it was certainly stronger than Cho's... Hopefully they weren't too powerful and he could train fighting them?<br><br>He moved directly to where this mysterious new arrival was coming from to walk directly in his path, catching up and facing against an apparent young human in his late teens, who looked barely younger than Cho was. "Hey, you! You're pretty powerful! Be my sparring partner so I can get stronger too!" he proclaimed to Rakutsu, with a huge friendly beaming grin across his face, pointing directly at the young man, ignoring any reason why the young man would be passing through the area for...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>08-05-2021, 22:10:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 0/0<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>As expected, neither of the siblings wanted Okura's help, but as the dutiful ward she asked out of habit. She remained where she was as Rin and Toya began their descent; her tail tightened about the rigging as she dangled, and she swayed back and forth as she stared down - or was it up? - at them. <br><br><strong>"So how was your day?"</strong> Rin called up to her.<br><br><strong>"Oh, you know, same as always,"</strong> answered Okura. <strong>"Blew up a cliff... ate a dinosaur... the usual stuff."</strong> She canted her head as she stared at the airfare they had been working on; beneath her, her long black hair cascaded, reaching for the ground.<br><br>After several moments, Okura released her grip on the rigging and free-fell towards the floor, landing deftly and without issue; Toya approached and embraced the youth before ushering her away for a bath. The Saiyan moved to obey, but not before lingering long enough in the kitchen doorway to sight the various food items being recovered from storage: bamboo shoot soup, pulled roast beef, mashed potatoes, macaroni... all delicious, though the portion size was smaller than was normal.<br><br>Wanting to be ready to eat immediately after the food was prepared, Okura started across the room on the way to stairs, but then paused at the threshold; she turned back into the chamber, approached the small television, and then yanked the connection cable from the wall. <strong>"Borrowing this,"</strong> grinned the Saiyan, and she stole away back up the stairs before either sibling could object.<br><br>It didn't take long for the bath to run: the boiler was well tended, and Okura liked the water scolding. Without delay, she stripped herself down and climbed into the tub, her tail swishing back and forth eagerly as she submerged herself completely beneath the waters. She exhaled out a stream of bubbles, stared up at the tiled ceiling above as it undulated and rippled, and then sat bolt upright, causing water to lunge up over the rim of the bath.<br><br><strong>"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about you."</strong> Okura grinned at the discarded TV. She scooped it up from the floor and then set it upon the rear of the toilet; grabbing the cable, she jammed it into the safety socket - and then yelped and went rigid when a jolt of electricity ricocheted throughout her body. Her hair stood on end, her limbs jerked and bent, and then, as smoke bellowed out from the corner of her mouth, she tumbled backwards into the steaming waters of her bath.<br><br><strong><em>And I forgot about electricity, too.</em></strong> <br><br>Through the daze of electrocution, Okura could hear the muffled sounds of the television set coming to life. Someone was speaking, though she couldn't hear what they were saying. Pushing herself back out of the water and into a seated position, she blinked away the moisture in her eyes and stared across the room at the images on TV.<br><br><strong>"This is Jimmy Firecracker here,"</strong> declared the reporter, proudly, <strong>"and we are just moments away from the unveiling of the prize available to our up and coming contenders who are eagerly waiting to knock Mr Satan off his throne. And while Jimmy Firecracker has his heavy speculations on such an outrageous statement, he is just trembling with excitement over the news."</strong><br><br><strong>"Huh? 'Prize'?"</strong> Okura blinked again: she had forgotten that the prize for winning the Tournament had yet to be announced. She drew a knee up to her bare torso and leaned her chin upon it, listened and watching.<br><br>Two individuals appeared besides Jimmy Firecracker, a veiled display case carried between them. Suddenly a fourth individual stepped into frame, his blond hair loud and his sunglasses demanding. <strong>"Ladies and gentlemen of Northern City and around the world, thank you for coming! Mr Alonso, your ring announcer, making an early appearance to speak to our newest competitors and longtime favorites alike. With the unveiling of this special prize I can assure this tournament shall be the most explosive one yet! By the good graces of numerous sponsors, we have managed to pick up this little doozy of a gemstone. A star ruby that is the size of a fist! Contestants! Bear witness to what could be yours!"</strong><br><br>Okura leaned forwards as the display case was brought into focus, revealing a perfectly rounded sphere the colour of faded fire. Stamped within it's center was a series of shapes - stars, it looked like. The reporters surrounding the display case gasped and began snapping desperate pictures; meanwhile, across Northern City, Okura stared, stupefied, her expression blank. <strong>"Is that it?"</strong> she asked herself aloud. Leaning back in the bath, she glanced up at the ceiling. <strong>"Well, I suppose it is pretty. Might be able to sell it for one of those all-you-can-eat year passes at the Jade Palace."</strong> Thoughts of food - of endless food, given on demand - caused Okura's smile to become wide and mindless; she might even have been drooling, but it was impossible to tell thanks to the streams of bath water still clinging to her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>08-05-2021, 23:29:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong><em>Sha Wuqing</em></strong></span></span><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/fa/69/a7fa6911dd4ca7f05fbedf681450288a.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15825236#msg15825236)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 260; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 5<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Getting a Job.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Maron and Co.<br><hr><hr> <br><br>While Sha might not have walked into Puff-Puff knowing what this place was, the dance of the 'Demon' woman made it very, very clear what the girls in here were selling. He'd read enough literature not to be a shrewd or an invalid, but that didn't mean he knew this sort of establishment was common. Maron's explanation that the girls were selling the opportunity to look made it clear it wasn't a brothel at least. He might have been uncomfortable if he'd ended up working at a brothel...<br><br>He glanced away from the dancing blonde over to Maron, smiling at her as she pressed a bit closer and offered to take off more than just the ears that now remained off of her head. He smiled, grinning even, as he sort of shook his head. “<strong>I'm flattered, but I'm not staying long in town. I'd make a very bad significant other.</strong>” He did, however, take a hold of the check she offered, not seeming to care it came from the woman's cleavage and as he noticed the paycheck it was pretty good...He thought. He could probably get a few nights rest with this, right? “<strong>I don't mind how you or your companions make your money...</strong>” He reached over, turning to face her and reaching down to grasp her hand, even as it lay folded beneath her breasts. His gaze was pretty intense as he met her eyes. “.<strong>..and If anyone tries to cause a problem, I'll protect you.</strong>” The brief moment of accidental smouldering aside, he found himself looking around the room; mostly ignoring the performing ladies in favour of making sure no one was causing any trouble. He was already in a vigilant mode. <br><br>“<strong>Oh...Also, is there any good place to stay nearby? I'm basically free to work whenever for the next two weeks. I'll only have to really take breaks when the qualifiers are on.</strong>”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>09-05-2021, 05:42:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Pumped<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Starting the test.&nbsp; What fighting attire? Powering up, Ki; 220<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr><br><strong>“Ki?&nbsp; I didn’t know that’s what it was called.&nbsp; I just thought I was psychic.”&nbsp; </strong>&nbsp; She was an oddity for sure.&nbsp; Whatever the reason the manifestation and control of this energy known as ‘ki’ came naturally to her.&nbsp; It wasn’t from years of hard work or training with a master busting her knuckles with a reed every time she screwed up.&nbsp; No, it started with an emotional outburst that ended with the crumpling of a very rude man’s car.&nbsp; Even before everything physically came easy to her.&nbsp; Even her fighting skills, as stellar as they were when compared to her own town’s martial arts hero, were not trained professionally.&nbsp; Which lead to her first issue.<br><br><strong>”Can I just wear this?&nbsp; I don’t have anything special for fighting yet.&nbsp; Can’t wait to see what kind of uniform gets lined out.<br></strong>&nbsp; With her strange training routine she needed little more than the athletic wear she had donned for the air trip over here.&nbsp; Of course, she did it because she wished to be comfortable for the trip in her leggings, sneakers, and hoodie instead of any expectation that she’d be put to the test as soon as she arrived.&nbsp; All she would do is peel the hoodie off and drop it off the nearest safe place “That bar better taste good.”<br><br>It was only in this moment that everything started to feel real.&nbsp; The blue lights and artificial feeling room pulling her into a world she’s never seen before.&nbsp; Despite that, the moment she stepped into position she grew to be the calmest she’d been all day.&nbsp; Her breathing slowed with her heartbeat following in kind as her eyes closed.&nbsp; Waiting for Wijit’s cue felt like it took forever as if time came to a standstill.&nbsp; <br><br>One...two….three!<br><br>Her eyes snapped open now glowing a brilliant shade of blue.&nbsp; The flood gates were opened and she tried to collect her own internal energy faster than she’s ever attempted before.&nbsp; Up until this moment she’s been holding back.&nbsp; No more, though.&nbsp; It was her time to show off. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raku</strong> on <strong>14-05-2021, 04:51:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/832718350575861762/840056866309799976/image0.jpg) (http://)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 620; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 0/0<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Annoyed<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Ignores Cho and chases down the thief. <br><hr><hr> <br>Rakutsu didn’t have a particular direction in mind once he left the hotel. His only goal was to get some air and not be locked up in his room all day. Something has too keep his attention for the duration of his stay. The work from school came to mind. His leave from school was faked as a small family emergency off in a village, but he still insisted on staying with the class. It wouldn’t have been trouble to catch up once the tournament was over, but he liked to keep busy.<br><br>None of the shops caught his eye or attention. There wasn’t any use for trinkets or tourist needs in his mind. Maybe one of the book stores or restaurants came come into play. Eating out wasn’t something he is fond of, but there are other options besides pizza or ramen. A nice steak. Chicken parm, or good fish with rice. Many great choices really. <br><br>Strangely enough, a television behind a window did get his attention. It showed a special news bulletin about the upcoming tournament, which he was forced to participate in. The prize for this competition had him revisiting old memories of his grandfather’s teachings. An old fairy tale of seven mystical orbs, which were said to grant any wish once gathered. The dragon balls. The teen scoffed at the notion. He never believed in the tale and found it foolish for that to be the main prize. Did someone high up actually believe in the old tale? <br><br>While fixated on the broadcast, he felt a hand go into his pocket and bring him back to reality. His own hand wasn’t fast enough to take the pickpocket’s, who soon started to flee. Damnit all. The bastard must have taken his wallet, which had his hotel keycard in it. Rakutsu was ready to chase them down, but a monk got in his path. A monk he simply ignored for the thief getting away from him. Tapping into his ability to sense ki energy, he tried to focus on the thief and chase them down through the crowd.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>16-05-2021, 03:37:28</strong>
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				Unfortunately for Cho's need for rigorous training, it seems the youth was far more interested in bolting after the person that was running full pelt from him. Whatever was happening, it took priority far more so than what the wayward martial artist hoped for. Since Cho got in front of Rakutsu, he had to bolt around him and give chase. Not a word was said between the pair about why the young man was in such a hurry. Not even a frustrated word to get out of his way. Just silence and chase. Fortunately Rakutsu didn't need to waste time sensing ki. After all the thief was running for his damn life without concern for anyone in the way. Skidding into the alleyway he saw that the person was trying to throw stuff like piles of debrie and garbage in front of Rakutsu to stop him from catching him.<br><br>(Rakutsu, use your body+evasion to close the distance. Send the result to me.)<br><br><hr><br>For Cho, that was a touch rude to be left behind when making an open challenge with an offering to train and get stronger. He of course could leave Rakutsu to his own devices since the youth seemed keenly disinterested in the wanderer. No matter to the whimsical desires of the wayward soul. This place was full of martial artists and it was abundant in strong fighters to train with. The only question was where to find them and where would his hunt take him? To the residential districts? To the aforementioned Puff Puff? Just as he was about to go off on his own to find another to match himself up with, he feels a spike in power as someone is drawing upon their ki energy. Where it was coming from however he couldn't readily pinpoint on the fly. He'd need to focus on it. <br><br>(Roll Mind+Mental to pinpoint power levels) <br><br><hr><br>Okura was enjoying herself in the bath, in her own fantasy about the Jade Palace and an endless smorgasbord of roasted pork, a stack of fluffy mashed potatoes with endless corn on the cob. Bacon wrapped scallops for appetizers, a hearty clam chowder soup for a soup and a large array of salmon sushi platter to top it off with a large flank of finely chopped t-rex steak! Then desire was a stack of fluffy waffles sundaes with a mountain of various ice creams, delectable cakes before her in red velvet, carrot, vanilla and chocolate, fanciful sherbet held within a dome of frozen chocolate that you had to melt with warm chocolate syrup! The drinks were endless the food was endless and it practically all begged to be eaten by her. It was enough to make any Saiyan's resolve weaken. <br><br>Suddenly there was a knock at the bathroom door as Toya peeked her head in. <strong>"Honey! Get out of the tub, you'll turn into a prune! Also..."</strong> She swiftly shut the electricity off with the light switch so she didn't electrocute herself again. <strong>"Dinners ready sweetie."</strong> Toyo without a moment hesitation came over to unplug the television now that the electricity was cut from it and smiled at her daughter as she left. <strong>"Now make sure you bring the television back down with you."</strong> She was used to some of the antics of her child, even if her brother was a bit anxious whenever Okura touched the electronics. Saiyans and sensitive devices just don't mix sometimes. Soon enough when she came down there was all the food placed upon the table with a surprise but small gift box for her. Inside of it was a small keychain and a key with a small sign that read "happy birthday". Her human guardians were smiling at her when she came down.<br><br><hr><br>Dr Wijit at the moment was more concerned about this test than the uniforms and attire Resu would be wearing on behalf of the company. She was running the system diagnostics as Resu charging up made the room start detecting her power level. The lights seemed to dim as she did so and Dr Wijit was watching the monitor with a keen interest <strong>"Room is holding up well. Power level is rising up past one hundred... Over two hundred.... Three hundred and fifty..."</strong> It finally began to plateau and she was smiling. There was an actual numeric measure for people with ki control. The look of excitement on her face over this was absolutely child like in nature.<br><br>She began lifting the safeties on her targets for testing and she called back to Resu. <strong>"Alright then, the room is holding up good with your power, but now for the part where you get to blasting stuff and punching my targets real hard! Ones at a distance are your long range targets and anything up close is going to be for your hands and feet. I want you to take down as many as you can within sixty seconds! Are you ready!?"</strong> She had this thing set on an automated sequence for her to take down several different targets at once and deal with it quickly. Depending on how well she did, it would set a bar going forward for Dr Wijit on what to expect. As the test went on the phone began ringing at the thirty second mark. <strong>"Sir I am in the middle of ki testing, what could be so important that you need to interrupt me during-"</strong> .... <strong>"Are you serious? Look we can focus on aesthetics later!"</strong><br><br>(Resu roll Combat+Power and Combat+Fighting and send it my way) <br><br><hr><br>Ohh Maron did love it when they were chivalrous. Especially when they come in such handsome packages. Her heart was pounding when Sha took her hand even though it was just resting in her bosom. Those fierce eyes led her to believe he meant every word of what he said. After a moment of silence between them she gave a girlish giggle and a playful wink. <strong>"Oh such a sweet notion that you'd want to be steady but who said that we had to be seeing each other for such fun?"</strong> She teased a good time for him but she was under the impression he wouldn't budge from his morals. Even if he was working for the Puff Puff. Maron took a seat upon the desk and looked over him and then back to the girls dancing on the stage. <strong>"Well Im more than happy to make arrangements if all you wish is to have a break for the qualifiers. As for accommodations, I could always suggest the King's Plaza not far from here. Of course there are a few guest rooms upstairs we don't have much use for..."</strong> She suggested with a teasing tone before the door opened. <br><br>A young man that bore a dark blue jacket and slicked back hair style. Bleached blonde hair, school jacket over his torso and loose fitting clothes was on his person. Classic looking delinquent and his deep brown eyes were affixed upon the woman dancing with a jungle princess look. She had naturally curly blonde hair and a figure most men would lust for happily. He looked both shocked and a touch angry at the whole routine, especially when she leans forward to let a gentleman put a few bills of zenny into her cleavage. He walked on forward with purpose. <strong>"Ruby what the hell are you doing here!?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>18-05-2021, 22:54:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Cho near winds himself running to the Puff Puff, demanding <em>the best in the house</em>...<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><hr><hr><br>Having left the teenaged lad to run off on his own, Cho could sense three particular spikes of ki that could make good sparring partners. One was underground, he wasn't sure how he'd reach that one. Perhaps they'd come up later. The second one was over at the residential area, some potential there, easy enough to get to... The third however he could sense in the direction the map told him was where the Puff Puff was located... Well, if he even needed an excuse to go and check that place out, he certainly had one now! Cho's face cheered up with a wide cheeky grin as he immediately rushed his feet over to the Puff Puff!<br><br>He didn't really want to fly the entire way there, mainly to save on his ki, as he didn't know what Power Level or how skilled the sense of ki he picked up was, could be someone he'd be way underpowered technique-wise against, though Cho was confident he was pretty spry on his feet. Eventually, finally he would reach his destination, gasping for breath and leaning on a stick (he just happened to find on the way) to get him those final steps he needed to reach his promised land... He struggled his way up to the front entrance and made his way inside, questioning the first person he laid eyes on, "W-who is... The m-most *gasp, pant* A-able-bodied p-person... You got *gulps for breath*... in, right now?" he spoke, red-faced and gasping, tongue hanging out from exhaustion as he wanted to know who he'd spar against... Though given his surroundings, could get misconstrued for another facial expression and request for service entirely...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>21-05-2021, 08:25:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220 (220)<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> OP plz nerf<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Easy mode? New high score.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><hr><br><strong> “I can do that.”</strong>&nbsp; Nothing to worry about, right?&nbsp; Just some drone-things and silly targets.&nbsp; For the briefest moment she was starting to stress out until she really got a chance to see the way the targets were moving and she couldn’t help but think to herself, even after the count down, <em>Did she forget to turn this test on?</em>.<br><br>She was already losing time from the delayed start.&nbsp; Anyone watching wouldn’t be faulted for thinking that Resu even froze or choked with how agonizingly long it took before she made her first move.&nbsp; It started with a very gentle swaying back and forth to very slowly slide around the movement of a nearby target that came dangerously close to bumping into her shoulder. <br><br>In the blink of the eye, it was over.&nbsp; Her limbs a blur as she moved to do little more than swat or poke the nearby targets with enough force to tear them each apart.&nbsp; A few were turned into improved attacks by having the shrapnel created by the nearby targets pelting those far away with enough force to end them as well.&nbsp; Only after every target that was near enough to reach out and touch was gone did she pop the rest by extending only her index finger towards each one in turn and sending out pencil-thin spears of light through each one.&nbsp; <br><br>This left Resu standing there in the middle of a cloud of smoke waiting for a second wave that was bound to be coming any moment.&nbsp; Right…?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>24-05-2021, 23:49:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong><em>Sha Wuqing</em></strong></span></span><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/fa/69/a7fa6911dd4ca7f05fbedf681450288a.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15825236#msg15825236)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 260; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 5<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Getting a Job.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Cho, Delinquent, Maron and Co.<br><hr><hr> <br><br>“<strong>Oh, so that's more common than I thought...</strong>” He said, nodding as if Maron's flirting had imparted some sage-like wisdom unto the Martial Artist. Sha was mostly thinking about his limited experiences with romance and with 'romps'. He had thought his one-time fling had been unusual, but Maron's behaviour suggested it was not so unusual after all. Part of him considered the suggestion again, and maybe he'd take her up on the offer later. For now though, his focus honed in on the suggestion of a guest room at the Puff-Puff. “<strong>How much would those guest rooms cost me? Makes sense to be close to where I work.</strong>” He left it ambiguous as to which he meant, hoping she'd just give him the info on both.<br><br>When the delinquent entered the stage, his attention left Maron to watch him, curiosity mixing with caution. His new role already in mind, he took a couple of steps from the seated Maron, prowling a few steps closer as he waited for the gentleman to do something daft. When he shouted out the woman's name he moved the rest of the distance, His hand gently touched the man's shoulder, fingers wrapped around it with little obvious menace. “<strong>Sir, I'm going to need to ask you to calm down. The lady is busy.</strong>” <br><br>Meanwhile, another man burst in and started to make a ruckus, asking for the most 'able-bodied' person in the establishment. From his brief glances, he thought Maron was the obvious winner in that regard, and expected her to pick up the slack, even as Sha's eyes watched Cho with a hawk-like gaze. If he did something foolish, Sha was not opposed to throw one pain in the ass at another. He made an attempt to get a general feel for how powerful the two people causing a ruckus were, letting feelers reach out and across the city to see if he could sense anyone powerful in his immediate vicinity. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raku</strong> on <strong>26-05-2021, 06:52:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/832718350575861762/840056866309799976/image0.jpg) (http://)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 620; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 0/0<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 60; <strong>Hits:</strong> 120; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Annoyed<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Taking down the thief and demanding an explanation.<br><hr><hr> <br><br>Thankfully, it didn’t take him long to track down the thief. Even if he hid himself among the crowd, his senses still see him. Or felt him is a better way to describe it. The training his grandfather put him through paid off for once with this neat little trick. Rakutsu maneuvered around the crowd and expertly jumped over the pile of falling garbage. His form diving for the thief and holding him down to the ground. ”Hand it over and I won’t break your arm off.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>04-06-2021, 12:15:52</strong>
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				Raku managed to pin the would be thief down onto the ground whom quickly began rummaging for the wallet to give it back to the one they stole it from. It looked like a high schooler from the look of them. Out of desperation he dropped it from his hand and was hoping as he cried out in agony that he let go. <strong>"Okay okay, you got it back! Stop!"</strong><br><br><hr><br>Maron had a sweet smile upon her face as she swiveled her hips over the desk she was at and fished out one of the keys to the guest rooms. <strong>"For a good looking bouncer who does his job? Its a fringe benefit."</strong> She winked playfully turning on the charm but it didn't get much farther when the Delinquent came in, along with another customer soon after asking for the most able person. She blinked inquisitively as she lets Sha do his job as she would walk around the desk with her fingers walking along the edge as she puts on a winning smile with a flirtatious gaze in her eyes approaching Cho. <strong>"Well honey, I'm sure a private dance can be arranged if the dancers like you enough. Are you worth getting to know better?"</strong> She said with a playful flick of her false rabbit ears as she gave a rub of Cho's chest turning the charm on him.<br><br>Meanwhile the Delinquent jerked his shoulder away from the offending hand and turned his eyes to Sha. <strong>"My girl ain't working at a place like this. Ruby, we can talk about this in private but not now!"</strong> Ruby looked gobsmacked and a touch agitated. She was on the stage still whilst another dancer went to cover for her. She on the other hand was heading for the dressing room. <strong>"Fuck off Garnet! We both know you like that tailed freak anyway!"</strong> <strong>"WHAT!?"</strong> It was at that point that Sha felt the rather strong powers in front of him. This high schooler that was currently having a lovers quarrel with a dancer was in fact quite strong in his own regard. The one Maron was trying to turn the charms on and get deeper into the Puff Puff's establishment was also just as strong to the martial artist's senses. The Delinquent was walking forward moving after Ruby to reach her. <strong>"Babe you know thats not what happened! That plan of yours backfired hard on us and you're pissed I didn't go along with it!"</strong> <br><br>Ruby clenched her fist for a second before she cocked her hip and looked back over towards the entrance. She knew how to press a few buttons and loudly called back to the owner of the Puff Puff. <strong>"Hey Maron, that new guy interested in a private dance?"</strong> And it was becoming very clear that this was going to keep escalating until it boils over so what was Sha going to do about all this? Aaron in the meantime was now keenly interested in seeing what Cho does in response to that invitation. Would Cho go and spend his hard earned zenny on one of the dancers?<br><br><hr><br>Unfortunately the second round wasn't be activated because Dr Wijit was now on a call with someone else. It was clear it was becoming heated. <strong>"I just got her in for testing and... and..."</strong> However that stopped when she realized all the targets had been taken down and in serious style when the smoke cleared. She had to look at the replay of the footage she captured and she looked awestruck by it. <strong>"Holy shit, sir I have to call you back, we'll flesh out the details of fighting attire later."</strong> She began running her digits over the keyboard as she disabled the testing sequence at the first stage. <strong>"Did you just take out all of my targets?"</strong> <br><br>Seems as though baby steps were not needed with Resu and the doctor was positively glowing with excitement as she then began to express something. <strong>"I didn't think we'd reach this kind of testing for a few days but you are handling this with ease! I am going to be deploying a sophisticated drone of my own making and it has extensive knowledge of a few martial artists from the previous tournaments. True it won't have i but it should be more of a challenge and can help get some proper fighting data on you."</strong> Thus she would withdraw the destroyed targets and slowly from within the wall was a folded up exoskeleton with a slim human design. There was some kind of synthetic skin to the robot but beyond this it was utterly lifeless in its motions as it rose up to a full height. Slightly feminine in nature, Wijit gave a smile and brushed the potential question of why was it a female. And why was it in naught but a gymnasts leotard? <strong>"Oh well umm... don't pay that any mind, it was an order given to me by the benefactors of my project."</strong> <br><br>(Resu is Entering Combat)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wander</strong> on <strong>05-06-2021, 21:55:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Fate_okada_izou.png)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 550; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 210<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 55; <strong>Hits:</strong> 110; <strong>Move:</strong> 8<br><strong>Condition:</strong> pretty gud<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Cho mistakes a pair of girls for a pair of fighters...<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><hr><hr><br>Cho blinked as he looked at Maron, wow she was pretty! "A... a private dance?" he asked, it wasn't what he was after, although... "I'm very much worth getting to know better!" he beamed as Maron rubbed his chest and put the old charm on him for him to part with his (actually for once) hard earned zennies... He was about ready to get pulled in unwanted by Maron's amazing charm when he felt a second pulse of ki blast forth along with the original one he managed to track to this locale... "Oh! There's two here!" he let out, again not being too clear, to Maron he may just have been replying to Ruby's question for if he wanted a private dance from her... Given any other time he certainly would have! However, he was here to find whoever owned those clear ki surges and spar for the tournament, that gem would get him way more private dances!<br><br>"I'm looking for your most powerful fighters, I can sense two massive auras of ki coming from two people in this place..." Cho explained to Maron, as he looked at her and then back to Ruby... They were dressed fairly similarly, so perhaps they were a fighting duo? Odd theme for a dojo, though he figured it made sense they'd get a ton of wannabe martial arts apprentices this way... "I don't really have the zennies to pay..." Cho half-lied, he did though he also needed those zennies to pay rent for himself, "Perhaps I can challenge you or your partner and if I win, you'll give me that private dance?" he suggested with a bright grin across his face...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana - Main Story</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>07-06-2021, 00:09:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi1ASth.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15828228#msg15828228)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 350; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 220 (130)<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 6<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Feelin’ good.<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> Boosting +4 actions next phase, Raising Deflection by 50, total 90 points spent, 130 remaining.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Wijit<br><hr><hr><br><strong> “Fuck yes I did.”</strong> She exclaimed.&nbsp; Her first real time putting her abilities to the test and it went <em>wonderfully</em>.&nbsp; <strong> “You need to throw more than that at me.&nbsp; Bring on the best you’ve got.”</strong> <br><br>She was a little preoccupied by the current situation but she would inevitably look back at this sparring match unable to shake the feeling that the outfit the test dummy/drone was close to the right size to fit Resu.&nbsp; Wijit’s quick response on the matter too would’ve crept up in hindsight.&nbsp; She’d dismiss this all as paranoia for the time being.&nbsp; Right now she had other things to worry about.&nbsp; Like breaking Wijit’s toys.<br><br>Resu extended her two arms in front of her and interlocked her fingers with palms facing the training drone and began to stretch all the joints that were lined up.&nbsp; As she did so she rolled her head around as a series of audible cracks and pops were made until both arms suddenly fell back to her sides.&nbsp; Her mind now cleared as a huge portion of the energy she had previously gathered was now used to focus her mind and body.&nbsp; It felt like the whole world slowed down as even the dust and smoke still falling came to a standstill.&nbsp; <br><br><strong> “Let me see what you got.” </strong>&nbsp; As her left hand lazily left with her palm upward and her fingers flicked inward a few times to beckon the drone to her.&nbsp; 
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