Entries tagged with son gohan

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01 ❖ Action/Video

[ Yoko unfortunately has yet to have an opportunity to get an update on the news. After her appearance in this place, she's stuck to what's been familiar to her for the past few years. While she couldn't exactly adopt all the orphaned children here, she did take care of a fair number of them. Even though it's summer, she's insisted that they should still study and they've been all too eager to do just that. While out though, they are under attack by a psychotic refugee.

Those who are nearby may want to help out with the situation as this woman in a pencil skirt doesn't seem much like a fighter. Neither do the children that are huddled around her legs.

After that attack (whether handled by her own hands or by another), Yoko will use her journal to contact those who may be listening in. ]

Today just proved one thing to me. These children need a roof over their head while their education is my responsibility. [ Propping her head up. ] I'm looking for a stable enough building that can function not only as a school, but a safe haven for those who don't need this violence. A bunker maybe?

[ Her face lights up as though she's just remembered something. ]

Is there anyone who would like to go to school here? [ The smile on her face widens a bit more. ] Also, are there people who would be interested in teaching as well? I wouldn't mind fronting most of the hard work.

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[After getting some time to figure out how things work, Mitsunari finally introduces himself]

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[A kid in a rather... impressive headdress appears, with one red insectoid creature behind him and a smaller bladed one resting on his head]

Hello. I am Mitsunari Ishida, a warrior from Ransei - these are my pokemon, Scizor and Pawniard. I'll be preparing myself for when the enemies attack again, until then if you have anything to ask or talk to me about I will be near the Grand Library.

Pawni? Pa!

[He lets out a small, deflated sigh, addressing the creature on his head]

I don't think they have ponigiri here.

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02 ❀ Video

[ Instead of Illya addressing the journal today, it's a floating, sentient stick. One that's seemingly distraught, because there's sweatdrops flying from the star part of the Kaleidostick as he speaks. ]

Greetings fair citizens and newcomers to this realm. It turns out my Master has gone off and gotten herself lost in this city. More importantly, she forgot to take this book with her, so I have no way of locating her.

So has anyone seen a teenage girl that looks like she's lost? It's been over a week now.

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☬ Video

[ Have a loli lazily slumped on a really nice and luxurious looking red sofa, with red silk falling all around.

Bored Kuro is bored. ]

So, when do we fight again? Don't tell me you guys to scared already.

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FEAST!

With Qin's army pushed back, Thor called all of his guests to the palace, along with many of the other warriors of Midgard. Strange machines from forgotten pantheons that sought refuge, Valkyries in Thor's service, regular humans who took up arms and many others. Most of them looked upon the heroes from the bifrost in awe. Everyone was led by attendants to a huge, long room with polished stone floors, filled with rows of long tables of beautiful craftsmanship. Thor himself, a nine foot tall image of manly perfection in furs and leather, stood up from his seat at a table that was different from the other only in that it was big enough to make room for the god's large size, addressed the room.

"My guests! My friends! You have fought well this day and driven the enemy before you so much cattle! You have bent them to your will with martial skill and pure fury! You have made me proud and given me knew hope for the race of man!"

He raised a drinking horn high into the air, his voice thundering like, well, like a thunder god. "Tonight, eat, drink, and celebrate! Tonight we feast!"

With that, attendants and human servants brought in huge trays of food. The focus is on beer, bread, and meat, but there are plenty of other options for those so inclined. They only serve soft drinks to children (Anyone under 16), but by the standards of this place beer and mead are soft drinks. All around the room, musicians, dancers, and acrobats provided entertainment.

It was a hell of a party.

[A less frantic chance for people to meet face to face. The remainder of the action log shall continue to be backtagged for as long as necessary, but ICly the battle is done.]

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[The video feed winks on to a boy's smiling face. He can't be older than eleven. He's also wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, but his shoulders aren't within camera range, so his muscles aren't visible.]

Hi, everyone! I thought I should introduce myself now that everything has calmed down. My name's Gohan. Pleased to meet you!

Um, I may not look like it, but I'm actually really strong. I'm still a kid, but I don't need to be protected. I've also been in a lot of fights, too. So I want all of you to count on me out there, all right?

...Actually, I was kind of worried when the lady invited me, but I feel a lot better now that we've fought the enemy once. Most of the bad guys aren't actually living beings, which makes me feel a lot better about fighting them.

Um...I think that's it. Let's all protect our worlds!

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What the hell

So this place is way scarier than I thought it would be. I just came here because...well, nevermind that. Point is, suddenly I'm surrounded by gods and wizards and monsters.

This magic book they gave me is kinda neat, though. I guess if I talk to it, everyone else with a book like it can hear me. Anyone else feeling like they got more than they bargained for?

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Ω → one [video]

[ The camera depicts a small room in the Deeps apartments; considering how nice a lot of those apartments are, the room this broadcast is coming from is actually rather subdued, and unimpressive, with only the bare minimum of amenities. Unless, of course, you count a device in there the likes of which many of you have likely never seen before; a flat, golden disk laid out on a table, with a green, translucent cube of energy hovering above it, rotating and revolving three hundred and sixty degress in place, sometimes changing directions. Two circles rotated around it as well, in a gyroscopic fashion. Someone then begins speaking, but the source of the voice is off-screen. The contact is listed as 'Wilhelm.' ]

This dimension has its own Collective Unconscious.

[ The voice is eerily calm, and barely inflects at all. Any interest present in his words can only be implied; he addresses it as casually as if he were talking about the weather. ]

The 'Valkyrie' promised me a way to save my own universe from the activation of Anima, without the use of the Eternal Recurrence. I am unaware of how such a feat would be possible, but I am willing to cooperate, for now.

[ At the very edge of the screen, Wilhelm's fingers drum on the desk a few times, before the camera raises, implying that whoever was holding it had just stood up. He then walks over to a nearby phonograph, and placed a record on it, while turning the crank. The music of German composer Richard Wagner began playing, as Wilhelm returned to his desk. ]

The Compass is showing me a presence similar to that of U-DO here, only bearing its own individual consciousness instead of one large hive mind. This world, if nothing else, is fascinating.

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01 ❀ Video

[ The video cuts on shortly to a young girl with pale hair and red eyes staring down at the device seemingly in her lap, leaning over it partially. After a few seconds void of any expression beyond curiosity, Illya will give a sigh. ]

Kaleido-log Day Two. Er, no, that sounds really stupid. Magi-log? Hero-log? Captain's log?

You're not a captain. [ A rougher voice speaks up in the background. ] Besides, it's recording a message for the entire group to see. It isn't a personal diary.

[ With that, she quickly slams it shut.
A few minutes later, Illya's demeanor has completely shifted into one that's more cheerful! ]

Hey there everyone! My name is Illyasviel von Einzbern and I'm one of the many heroes brought to this world to help defend it! Isn't that great? [ Hee. ] Just in time for my birthday too! Let's try to get everyone together to celebrate it this Wednesday. That's the thirtieth alright? A party is a good way to get to know others and well, I'd love to become friends with everyone here!

[ OH! ]

Also, you should try to bring something to eat. We can't have a party without food! [ And gifts, but she's not going to be selfish enough to say that outright. ] So May thirtieth, we're having a big party um... where is this again? The Grand Library I think? Well, that sounds like a great place to have a loud party! [ Ruining the reputation of the 'quiet district' within the first week... ] Maybe we can use the pool!

[ Honestly she sounds like she's never had a party before, much less host one. With a wink, she'll just wait eagerly for any replies. ]

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Opening Log

A few days have passed since the Qin army marched on Midgard's walls. The warriors already there don't know how much longer the front gate can last. The Qin forces are slowly picking off the wall's defenders, whittling down their numbers.

A metallic dragon twists and writhes in the sky, raining destruction from above. Sanzuwu streak back and forth across the sky, strafing and intercepting any aerial units. Shishi slam into the gates repeatedly, while terracotta soldiers make use of siege engines to break down the gate.

And finally, the inevitable occurs; the gate crashes open. Qin soldiers start flooding in.

But at that very moment...the Bifrost activates.

The first wave has come.

[[OoC: Welcome to the game! You'll be starting off fending off a Qin invasion. You are free to godmode enemies within reason, though the mods may occasionally take over from time to time. Defeat enough enemies, and a boss may appear...

Enemy types can be found with descriptions in the cut below.

( Read more... )

And finally, Thor has something to say to you.]