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To Try Again (Raditz)

2016-12-13T16:18:38Z

Yarrik:

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"Trunks?"

Raditz arches an eyebrow in confusion, but his hair goes dark, as he steps away from his family for a moment, approaching the young man, noting that he seemed to have gained some years since the Cell Games. "Seems like you've been busy, with whatever timeline business you've been dealing with... I don't really wanna know." Raditz does fold his arms across his chest, "I /do/ wanna know what you're doing here, and why you felt it was necessary to hide my family here."

Trunks reaches up and scratches the back of his head sheepishly, "Yeah, sorry about that, but I swear it was for good reason." He folds his arms across his chest and explains, "After the Reality Quakes hit, the patrol was sent out to provide assistance to every world we could reach, and protect them from anyone who thought they could take advantage of it. This Earth was attacked by a version of Imperfect Cell, trying to find the Androids and absorb anyone on the way. I happened be the one to make my way here, and I was able to finish him before he could... Kill anymore people..." He lowers his gaze a bit, acknowledging the price that was paid for it. "That's when I ran into Merra. She sensed my presence, so once Cell was destroyed she got in touch with me to ask about you. We came here because I figured this would be one of the first places anyone off world who knew Goku would look. And after everything that happened, and after some messages I've received, I was hoping you'd think to look here too."

Raditz nods slowly as he listens, before saying, "Alright, fine enough. I can't say I'm not relieved that someone friendly protected my family when the Multiverse decided to have another conniption." He glances to Merra and shoots her a smile, before asking, "But what's this about the Multiverse still needing me? The Union is gone, and from what I've heard through the grapevine, so is the Confederacy. The war is over."

Trunks goes now takes a step forward, "But Raditz, the Multiverse is STILL in trouble! You can't ignore the fact that everything is in Chaos! Refugees need healing and protection! Warlords are all over the place trying to fill the power vacuum from the Super Factions collapsing! The people could use someone like you to help! You've got experience! You've got strength! And maybe, sure, maybe you don't quite get along with authority that much, but who cares?! You've got everything it takes to be a hero that the Multiverse really needs right now, because you made everything you did for the Union -matter-. Not to the commanders, but to the people you helped!"

Raditz listens for a moment more, before squinting and raising a hand, "Look... I get it, someone sent you with a Sales Pitch to bring me on board... But I'm done, Trunks. I appreciate the sentiment, that you believe in me, but count me out..."

The younger, half-saiyan blinks a more, but sigh and reaches into his pocket to pull out a data pad and holds it out and hands it to Merra, "Alright... I guess I can't blame you, but at least keep this... It's got all the information you'll need, in case you change your mind." Trunks smiles, "For what it's worth, you're the only iteration of Raditz I've met that's ever deserved the offer." He takes a step back, "Take care of yourselves..."

With that, Trunks takes off into flight, and heads off to his ship, leaving Raditz, standing there looking up, before grumbling, and turning to face her, taking a bit of time pick his daughter out of Merra's arms and tosses Gine into the air, "Come on, Merra, let's go home."

After a moment of silence, Merra replies, "You should take the offer, Raditz."

The Saiyan blinks a bit, as he puts Gine on his shoulders and squints, "What? No, I said I'm done. Plus whoever's in charge will probably kick me out in a few days if it's another military function like the Union was..."

Merra shakes her head, as she was looking at the pad and holds it out, "I don't think it is... And Trunks is right. You're a good man, and you can still do good in the Multiverse. This is your chance to try again, and show them who Raditz is... I think you can do it with these people too."

Then she smirks, "Plus, I know you well enough that you can't stand sitting around doing nothing. Where else are you going to get a good fight?"

Raditz blinks for a few long moments at his wife, before sighing, "Now I remember why I married you." Merra giggles and steps up to hug him, "Yep. Because I'm right about these things." Gine in the mean time giggles and tugs at Raditz's hair.

Raditz sighs and takes the pad and reads from the top. "The Watch, huh..? Well... I guess it's worth a shot..."

Not The End (Raditz)

2016-12-13T16:16:42Z

Yarrik:

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A Space Pod sears through the night sky and slams into a stretch of land, leaving a crater in the middle of nowhere, as Raditz planned for it to. His search took him all through the new 'Outer Space' that seemed to exist now, and this was the last DBZ-Earth he managed to locate in this sector. There were only a dozen other planets that matched the DBZ-Earth signature, and he had been to them all in his search for his home.

This had to be it... It had to.

Raditz climbs out of the pod and pulls out his scouter, slapping it onto his face and tapping the sensors to search for Merra. Her Ki levels were sufficiently high enough that the scouter would pick it up amongst the humans on the planet. If Raditz could find it, he'd find her, and he'd find Gine with her.

The scouter beeps for moments on end, as Raditz counts the various blips out loud, "Five... Sixteen... Seven... Thirty four... Two... Come on, where are you?" It was all so low. Could it be he was on the wrong planet? The wrong EARTH? AGAIN? But this was the last one!

Raditz round despair gnawing into his gut, he drops down to his knees and starts pounding his fist into the earth and creating a small crater, "No, NO! NO!!!! NO NO NO!!! DAMMIT, NO!!" His head is swimming now, he flings the scouter off his face in order to shove his palms into his eyes to force himself to not shed tears, and still failing miserably.

The Saiyan spends several long minutes breathing raggedly, trying to make sense of this hell he was living in. He finally sits up and takes a long breath, wiping his eyes dry as he mutters, "Focus, Raditz... Focus... This has to be it..." With that, he closes his eyes and focuses on reading the Ki around him, opening his mind, and sensing for them all, and one by one filtering it all out, until he finally senses two sets of familiar Ki. "THERE!" He then brings two fingers up to his forehead and grits his teeth as he focuses hard on them...

After a few moments he growls and stands back up, "Dammit, who do I have to punch to learn Instant Transmission!" With that, he powers right up to full and jets off to the east...

It was several minutes, but he soon found himself at Kame House... It had been years since the last time he was on this island, but he was certain that the old man was gone. So why...? Raditz grits his teeth and bursts right into Super Saiyan 2, as he roars, "I don't know who you are, or what you want, I WILL RIP YOU LIMB FROM FUCKING LIMB IF YOU'VE SO MUCH AS TOUCHED A HAIR ON MY WIFE OR MY DAUGHTER!"

It's a tense several seconds, but Raditz isn't waiting long before he sees fiery haired Merra and his red haired daughter in her arms, running out of the house and waving up, "Raditz, where have you -BEEN-!? Do you have any idea how long I've been trying to get a hold of you?! Make me worry why don't you!"

Relief. The Saiyan drops down within an instant of seeing the woman and grabs to pull the two of them tight into his arms and squeezes them. "Don't talk to me about being worried! I had to go space and more space and MORE space to find you!" He sighs in relief, as they share that moment, almost unwilling to let them go again, even as Gine tugs on his hair a bit. Finally, the Saiyan releases them, as he turns his attention back to the house, "So, who else is here? I know you're in there. Give me a reason to not wipe this island off the maps with you on it!"

The tension is truly palpable, but footsteps can be heard coming out, as the owner of which steps out from the darkness inside, a young man clad in a black trenchcoat, with a violet bowl-cut of hair, and a long-sword strapped to his back, smiling as he says. "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, Raditz, but I brought Merra and Gine here to keep them safe until you got back..."

The smile fades away, turning grim, "And I hate to have to say it after all that's happened... But the Multiverse still needs you."

To Try Again (Raditz)

2016-12-13T03:36:46Z

Yarrik: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2016/12/12 |Cast of Characters=486 }} "Trunks?" Raditz arches an eyebrow in confusion, but his hair goes dark, as he steps away from his fa..."

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"Trunks?"

Raditz arches an eyebrow in confusion, but his hair goes dark, as he steps away from his family for a moment, approaching the young man, noting that he seemed to have gained some years since the Cell Games. "Seems like you've been busy, with whatever timeline business you've been dealing with... I don't really wanna know." Raditz does fold his arms accross his chest, "I /do/ wanna know what you're doing here, and why you felt it was neccessary to hide my family here."

Trunks reaches up and scratches the back of his head sheepishly, "Yeah, sorry about that, but I swear it was for good reason." He folds his arms across his chest and explains, "After the Reality Quakes hit, the patrol was sent out to provide assistance to every world we could reach, and protect them from anyone who thought they could take advantage of it. This Earth was attacked by a version of Imperfect Cell, trying to find the Androids and absorb anyone on the way. I happened be the one to make my way here, and I was able to finish him before he could... Kill anymore people..." He lowers his gaze a bit, acknowledging the price that was paid for it. "That's when I ran into Merra. She sensed my presence, so once Cell was destroyed she got in touch with me to ask about you. We came here because I figured this would be one of the first places anyone off world who knew Goku would look. And after everything that happened, and after some messages I've recieved, I was hoping you'd think to look here too."

Raditz nods slowly as he listens, before saying, "Alright, fine enough. I can't say I'm not relieved that someone friendly protected my family when the Multiverse decided to have another conniption." He glances to Merra and shoots her a smile, before asking, "But what's this about the Multiverse still needing me? The Union is gone, and from what I've heard through the grapevine, so is the Confederacy. The war is over."

Trunks goes now takes a step forward, "But Raditz, the Multiverse is STILL in trouble! You can't ignore the fact that everything is in Chaos! Refugees need healing and protection! Warlords are all over the place trying to fill the power vacuum from the Super Factions collapsing! The people could use someone like you to help! You've got experience! You've got strength! And maybe, sure, maybe you don't quite get along with authority that much, but who cares?! You've got everything it takes to be a hero that the Multiverse really needs right now, because you made everything you did for the Union -matter-. Not to the commanders, but to the people you helped!"

Raditz listens for a moment more, before squinting and raising a hand, "Look... I get it, someone sent you with a Sales Pitch to bring me on board... But I'm done, Trunks. I appreciate the sentiment, that you believe in me, but count me out..."

The younger, half-saiyan blinks a more, but sigh and reaches into his pocket to pull out a data pad and holds it out and hands it to Merra, "Alright... I guess I can't blame you, but at least keep this... It's got all the information you'll need, in case you change your mind." Trunks smiles, "For what it's worth, you're the only iteration of Raditz I've met that's ever deserved the offer." He takes a step back, "Take care of yourselves..."

With that, Trunks takes off into flight, and heads off to his ship, leaving Raditz, standing there looking up, before grumbling, and turning to face her, taking a bit of time pick his daughter out of Merra's arms and tosses Gine into the air, "Come on, Merra, let's go home."

After a moment of silence, Merra replies, "You should take the offer, Raditz."

The Saiyan blinks a bit, as he puts Gine on his shoulders and squints, "What? No, I said I'm done. Plus whoever's in charge will probably kick me out in a few days if it's another military function like the Union was..."

Merra shakes her head, as she was looking at the pad and holds it out, "I don't think it is... And Trunks is right. You're a good man, and you can still do good in the Multiverse. This is your chance to try again, and show them who Raditz is... I think you can do it with these people too."

Then she smirks, "Plus, I know you well enough that you can't stand sitting around doing nothing. Where else are you going to get a good fight?"

Raditz blinks for a few long moments at his wife, before sighing, "Now I remember why I married you." Merra giggles and steps up to hug him, "Yep. Because I'm right about these things." Gine in the mean time giggles and tugs at Raditz's hair.

Raditz sighs and takes the pad and reads from the top. "The Watch, huh..? Well... I guess it's worth a shot..."

Not The End (Raditz)

2016-12-13T03:34:59Z

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A Space Pod sears through the night sky and slams into a stretch of land, leaving a crater in the middle of nowhere, as Raditz planned for it to. His search took him all through the new 'Outer Space' that seemed to exist now, and this was the last DBZ-Earth he managed to locate in this sector. There were only a dozen other planets that matched the DBZ-Earth signature, and he had been to them all in his search for his home.

This had to be it... It had to.

Raditz climbs out of the pod and pulls out his scouter, slapping it onto his face and tapping the sensors to search for Merra. Her Ki levels were sufficiently high enough that the scouter would pick it up amongst the humans on the planet. If Raditz could find it, he'd find her, and he'd find Gine with her.

The scouter beeps for moments on end, as Raditz counts the various blips out loud, "Five... Sixteen... Seven... Thirty four... Two... Come on, where are you?" It was all so low. Could it be he was on the wrong planet? The wrong EARTH? AGAIN? But this was the last one!

Raditz round despair gnawing into his gut, he drops down to his knees and starts pounding his fist into the earth and creating a small crater, "No, NO! NO!!!! NO NO NO!!! DAMMIT, NO!!" His head is swimming now, he flings the scouter off his face in order to shove his palms into his eyes to force himself to not shed tears, and still failing miserably.

The Saiyan spends several long minutes breathing raggedly, trying to make sense of this hell he was living in. He finally sits up and takes a long breath, wiping his eyes dry as he mutters, "Focus, Raditz... Focus... This has to be it..." With that, he closes his eyes and focuses on reading the Ki around him, opening his mind, and sensing for them all, and one by one filtering it all out, until he finally senses two sets of familiar Ki. "THERE!" He then brings two fingers up to his forehead and grits his teeth as he focuses hard on them...

After a few moments he growls and stands back up, "Dammit, who do I have to punch to learn Instant Transmission!" With that, he powers right up to full and jets off to the east...

It was several minutes, but he soon found himself at Kame House... It had been years since the last time he was on this island, but he was certain that the old man was gone. So why...? Raditz grits his teeth and bursts right into Super Saiyan 2, as he roars, "I don't know who you are, or what you want, I WILL RIP YOU LIMB FROM FUCKING LIMB IF YOU'VE SO MUCH AS TOUCHED A HAIR ON MY WIFE OR MY DAUGHTER!"

It's a tense several seconds, but Raditz isn't waiting long before he sees fiery haired Merra and his red haired daughter in her arms, running out of the house and waving up, "Raditz, where have you -BEEN-!? Do you have any idea how long I've been trying to get a hold of you?! Make me worry why don't you!"

Relief. The Saiyan drops down within an instant of seeing the woman and grabs to pull the two of them tight into his arms and squeezes them. "Don't talk to me about being worried! I had to go space and more space and MORE space to find you!" He sighs in relief, as they share that moment, almost unwilling to let them go again, even as Gine tugs on his hair a bit. Finally, the Saiyan releases them, as he turns his attention back to the house, "So, who else is here? I know you're in there. Give me a reason to not wipe this island off the maps with you on it!"

The tension is truly palpable, but footsteps can be heard coming out, as the owner of which steps out from the darkness inside, a young man clad in a black trenchcoat, with a violet bowl-cut of hair, and a long-sword strapped to his back, smiling as he says. "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, Raditz, but I brought Merra and Gine here to keep them safe until you got back..."

The smile fades away, turning grim, "And I hate to have to say it after all that's happened... But the Multiverse still needs you."

The Only Thing Left (Raditz)

2016-12-11T10:37:20Z

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In the immediate aftermath of the Reality Quakes, Raditz flew. Land-mass after land-mass, warpgate after warpgate, Raditz kept flying. He had to get back to Earth. Not Earth from his Universe, but the one that he had for a brief time ruled, protected, and made his home. He no longer ruled it, but he certainly would fight to protect it now, because that was where his family was, and that was the only thing left for him.

As he sat in a space pod, which he confiscated from a stranded Frieza Force goon he chanced upon (and promptly murdered on principle), Raditz found himself thinking back over the years past, just over a decade from when he found himself inexplicably revived from death.

It was an awkward moment meeting his brother again, but they bonded for real by testing each other's skill, and Raditz felt pride in his brother, who had accomplished such greatness... But now Kakarot was gone... Dead? Training? Who knew?

Then he met his prince, who had also changed as a man, though Raditz had was unsure of what to expect of him. They fought and in battle the prince earned Raditz's respect... But now Vegeta was gone... Where to? Who knows...

Raditz would join the Union, because for whatever reason Kakarot and Vegeta were a part of it. He figured why not? Would be a great bunch of people to fight alongside, he figured, and the Confederacy seemed like an interesting Challenge. With the Union, Raditz battled enemies who plagued his universe time and again. With the Union, he saved worlds time and again. With the Union, he ascended into the ranks of Super Saiyan. With the Union, he battled Gods and Demons, scarred over and over. With the Union he rose from the despair of his failures and regrets.

During his time in the Union, Raditz even learned what it meant to have love in varying degrees. Most of his romances were brief, some meaningful, a number not, and there was one especially hazy Eggnog drunken memory getting caught under the mistletoe with a certain head of a vampire hunting organization which he swore never to speak of again. And then there was the one that was never meant to be, that he desperately tried to do what it took to make work, it was his deepest, and most painful love. It was all gone now...

All of it was a part of his life in the Union, and it was gone. Through trials and tribulations, the Union forged Raditz into a stronger man, a better man. The Union stood with the Union because it made him the best he could be, and now it was gone... There was nothing left.

Except his new home. His new Earth. His new family. The one that he made for himself without the Union. He wouldn't lose them. He couldn't lose them. His wife, his child.

They were the only things left. Without them, he may as well have stayed dead.

Run Away, Runaway (Neva)

2016-11-26T00:17:32Z

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In spite of being able to summon gods, rain fire in battle, and travel to any plane of existence she imagines, Neva Fernandez a young woman with the very real fear of confronting her problems. For the first time in a long time she's been tasked with the challenge of facing them. She'd rather be anywhere but there.

How easy it would be to Planeswalk away from your current problem.

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She 'Walks to Theros, a world of Gods and fantastic creatures.

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She then 'Walks to Innistrad, a land plagued by vampires and monsters, with the Angel Avacyn around to protect.

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And now she appears in Mirrodin, or what's left of it after New Phyrexia took hold.

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Tarkir is next, here there be dragons, or were anyway. She's not sure if this was before or after Fate Reforged, she doesn't stick around to check.

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Alara, with the Shards reforged. She never quite picked this Block up, but she kinda figured she'd dig into it at some point... Probably not.

She skips Zendikar.

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Ravnica, the city plane of intrigue and Politics. She kind of wants to think of this land as home. She'd really like to, but...

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Earth. Just a regular Earth. She 'Walked herself to the hub in the small town in the middle of Ohio. There's a bookstore she always hung out at to read various fantasy novels before stopping at the hobby game store, where she would alway go for Friday Night Magic. After that, she'd stop at the Dairy Queen a block down to pick up a Strawberry Bownie Blizzard. Tasty goodness.

It would be nice to just go back in and walk into the stores and say hi to everyone, and tell them everything she's ever seen, and they'd look at her like she was crazy, and she'd laugh it off. It would be fun. Except... Neva plucks a flyer from a tack board where most people pass by on a given day.

'Have you seen me?' Among rows of faces of kids who haven't been seen in forever, her face grins back at her. Neva gazes long at it, considering the phone numbers she could dial, before sighing and with a breath and a practiced ritual motion...

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The flyer flits to the ground in the wake of the Planeswalker 'Walking away from her problems.

Just A Dream (Neva)

2016-11-26T00:15:04Z

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It's 1 AM, Thanksgiving is over, but Neva Fernandez is kinda restless. Maybe just too much Turkey earlier. She fell into the Turkey Coma earlier, she did start having weird dreams. Dragons and Robots and Samurai. Neva groans as she sits up, mumbling, "Dang it... Thought the Turkey Coma would keep me out longer..."

Then she hears it... The distinct rumbling sound of a motorcycle approaching from the distance and entering her neighborhood. Neva goes wide eyed before her lips curl into a bright smile, as she grabs her glasses and puts them on before she slides out of her bed and tip toes her way down the stairs, in order to make her way out of the house and meet the owner of the cycle outside.

Neva slips out the door and grins as she sees the yellow motorcycle pulling into the driveway and halting, the rider taking her time to dismount. She slowly approaches and calls out, "Yang! What're you doing back here? I figured you were riding back to the Warpgate."

The figure pulls the motorcycle helmet off and shakes her long, beautiful, shining blonde hair a bit, before pushing a few locks out of her lilac eyes, "Oh, you know. I just wanted to see if you were ready."

Neva blinks a little as she tilts her head, "Ready? For what...?" Before suddenly there's a shot-gauntlet swinging right for her head, which Neva squeaks as she barely shifts her stance out of the way of the fist, as a shot fires off right where her head previously was. "Y-YANG?! What--What're you--?!"

The towering blonde slowly walks towards Neva, forcing the trembling redhead to back up in fear as she gazes into those lilac eyes now burning red. Neva retreats up to her porch and trips over a step, crashing onto the floorboards and then crawling back to the doorway of the house---Except the door is gone. The house is sealed up with Neva outside.

Neva breathes heavily and pushes herself back up and against the wall, right as the blonde looms right up against her and grabs her by the neck, and pins her against the wall. The Deckmaster goes wide eyed and claws at the strong hand around her neck, kicking as she's lifted further up. "Yang---W-Why?"

The young woman with luxurious blonde hair overpowering her just smirks devilishly, "I told you, I wanted to see if you were ready... But you're not... Too bad. You'll never get into Beacon this this way." She then reaches up with a free hand to say, "But you don't have to worry about it... Not anymore.." She then presses a finger upon Neva's nose and smiles, "Boop..."

Before she winds her fist back and drives it right for Neva's face as she screams...

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And then Neva's eyes snap open right before the impact and sits up, breathing heavily. She blinks and looks around, before scrambling for her glasses and putting them on, and looking at the time. 1:34 AM. She turns her head to look out the window to the driveway to spot it empty.

"Just a dream..." She tells herself as she slows her breath, before slumping back down and mumbling. "Dang it... She really is haunting my dreams now..." And pulling her sheet over her reddening face.

4808/Homecoming

2016-11-23T01:46:57Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     So as it turned out, the original plan of 'take a train to Ohio from Seattle' was a bust because there wasn't a train between them. After leaving the Warpgate, which Neva told herself she'd have to get a closer look at later, she decided on a new plan. If not trains, then take PLANES! It should work.     Fortunately Multiversal ID and money systems have ways of converting themselves locally somehow, Neva has no idea, but at the very least she got herself and Yang round trip tickets to Columbus, and from there they just rode Bumblebee down to her hometown. The cumulated time was about six hours, nine if they counted finagling security into submission (how DID Yang get Ember Celica through?), before finally arriving at the Driveway of her house in the middle of some smallish neighborhood.     Neva now having actually made an actual journey and effort into traveling to the place, begins to hyperventalate, "This is a bad idea... I can't go in, what if they're not there? What if someone else moved in...! I should have dene more research...!" Babble mode activated. 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang takes her helmet off, and looks back over at Neva... before slapping Neva lightly on the back of the head. "Quit that." she chides gently, then pushes the Deckmaster over toward the door. "I'm right here with you, so stop worrying." she adds, grinning reassuringly. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva eeps at the bap to the back of her head, followed by the pushing towards the door, "But if I stop worrying, I'll stop talking, and I stop talking I start thinking, and when I start thinking I start worrying, and when I start worrying I start talking---It's a vicious cycle!"     She finally reaches the door, with much help from Yang nudging, and she hovers for a bit, eying the door bell, as she pulls the hood of her cape down and takes a breath... She reaches and presses the button, before immediately turning, "No one's home, let's go!" 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang grabs the hoodie, and hauls Neva back without even turning... it's like she's had practice with someone who's fast of mouth and wears hooded capes or hoodies. "Not so fast there." she says, hauling her back and keeping her arm loosely draped around the Planeswalker's shoulders. "Not everyone moves as fast as you do, give it a minute." She grins, reassuringly, until the door opens and she straightens up..... nudging Neva to say something. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     "Yes, can I help you--?" Is the voice that comes from the doorway. Neva was about to argue further and she because as much as she tried to plan for this moment, that plan goes completely out the window as she freezes before she turns to face the person there. The woman in the doorway looks not completely unlike Neva. She has the wavey hair and the pale skin, but there's a distinct hispanic vibe to her. She goes wide eyed, "Neva...?" There's a moment of processing where they both trying to make sense of the universe, as Neva smiles nervously, "Mom..? I..."     Any further attempts at trying to explain are immediately shut down as the mother pulls Neva right into a hug. Neva squeaks for a moment but soon she hugs back, and there's much crying. From both of them.     After the sobbing, the two start talking speedily. In Spanish. Fortunately Multiversal translation is in effect, so it's just them trying to ask questions, and explain, before Neva gestures Yangward, "Mom, this is my friend Yang... She's---" That's cut off by the mother turning, much relieved, "Oh! Sorry, Yang, I didn't mean to ignore you, please, come in!" Before she grabs both girls to drag them both in. 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang just smiles at the two, then lifts a hand with a grin. "Hey, I'm Yang Xiao Lo--WHOA!" She's grabbed, and pulled, chuckling happily. "Wow, Okay, I'll come in." she remarks. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     The interior of the suburban house is cozy enough, since Neva was an only child there wasn't much need of a lot of room to run around. Evidence of a very business minded parents is on display, with the odd mention of Law Firms on the different things, but a number of things evidently shoved out of the way in favor of Family photos, especially where Neva is prominent in them. In the living area there is at least two boxes filled with printed out fliers, one of them half empty, missing persons flyers that are calling for anyone to contact if they had information on Neva.     After leading the two girls in, Neva's mom mentions going to call the girls' father, and proceeds to rush off into the nearby room, but not before giving her daughter a kiss and hug, and telling her that they could head upstairs to Neva's room if she needs rest. In Spanish. And then off she zooms off.     Neva blushes a little bit as she looks around the place... "So much is different..." She mumbles. 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang watches the byplay between Neva and her mother, a soft smile on her lips as she sidles up beside the Planeswalker, after the mother scoots out. "She seems nice." she mentions, then slips over to the fliers, plucking one out to look, then over to one of the picture frames. "Hey, you were a cute kid." she remarks, looking over her shoulder at Neva.     She then straightens, and walks back over. "See, nothing to worry about is there?" 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva can't help but blush a little when Yang comments on her cuteness as a kid, she turns her face away so as to hide it, "Eheh, well, everyone's a cute kid when they were a kid, you know?" She runs her fingers through her hair and sucks in a breath before turning and walking over to give the photo a glance, hoping the blush is gone by this point, "Oh my god, I got how much my freckles used to stick out. They kinda faded as I got older." She rubs her cheeks a little as she thinks about it.     She sighs a little, "I dunno... My dad isn't home... I mean, knowing him he's at work..." She mumbles. "In New York." 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang chuckles, "It's a compliment, just take it, silly." she chides, then gives another one of those one armed hugs. An easy going, friendly embrace. "Yeah, well your mom's calling him, right? I'm sure he'll be on the next flight back here... they obviously missed you and were really worried." she adds, lifting the flier up. "Wouldn't have so many of these laying around if they weren't." 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva squeaks at the hug, once more blushing before coughing, "Maybe. I guess." She glances at the flier and bites her lip, mumbling, "A part of me hoped they might forget..." She closes her eyes, "Still, it's gonna be another few hours before he so much as makes it to JFK and---"     The sounds of a car very rapidly pulling into the driveway and car doors open-shutting, as Neva blinks, "W-Were we expecting company?" Moments later, a man rushes in and there after doing a quick scan of the room, rushes and grabs for Neva, squeezing and picking her up in a hug Most undoubtably her father, as he has red hair to match hers, and there's more Spanish being spoken! Mom bounces in and joins them for group hugness.     Yay Happiness! 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang nimbly evades the man as he comes on in. She grins a bit, just listening to the rapid Spanish being spoken. "You should have a little more faith, Neva." she comments, hands on her hips in a lopsided, cocky posture. She doesn't otherwise interrupt the happy reunion. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     There was much hugging, Spanish, and more crying. It was that kind of reunion it seemed!     It takes several minutes of all that before they finally settle down and it goes from relief and happiness to trying to get more information out of Neva and Yang as to what happened to her, to which Neva's been reluctant to answer just yet.     "After a month I resigned from Jameson and Cohen... We wanted to focus our evers on finding you, so your mother and I opened a firm much closer, in town. It's not as big as we could have been in New York, but business is good, we manage, isn't that right, Catarina..?" The mother nods in response, names used for Yang's benefit. She made a point of serving out water to everyone, because it was a mouth drying moment for a while. "Xavier insisted. You... Disappearing like that forced us to rethink everything, and broguht us closer. I've never seen him as impassioned about something like this since before we were married."     Neva sips and nods, just marveling at at the changes, "That's... Wow, I..."     Then Xavier leans, "But where did you do, Angel de Nieve...?" Translating to Snow Angel. "We looked all over..."     Neva blinks a little at that, "Uh... Well..." 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang sips water. "I, guess you're not familiar with the Multiverse yet?" she asks the pair, turning her lilac eyes over Xavier and Catarina. "I'm not sure on the details myself, but I'll give you the footnotes version as I understand it." Another gulp of water, and the glass is set down.     "This planet, like thousands, hundreds of thousands of others, is now part of a great patchwork of worlds from lots of different universes. Why they're here, we don't know, but they're all connected." She shrugs, "I'm from a planet called Remnant... I don't know where Neva's been, but she turned up just in time to help me and a few other people out in a place called Ravnica."     She then goes quiet, letting that sink in. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     There's a moment where Catarina and Xavier are trying to make sense of it, but there's a moment where they both look at each other, with mutual exasperation, and Xavier holds his hand up to get Yang to stop, "Alright, alright, I get it. You don't want to tell us, that's fine. But going on about your card game crap? We're not stupid. You're going to have to tell the police eventually. May as well call them and let them know you've come back." He grumbles and grabs for his cell phone, while Catarina sighs as she stands up to join him.     Neva blinks and shakes her head, "Mom, dad, wait, please! Don't call them yet... Look, I have... Something important to tell you..." The two stop in their tracks, and after a moment of mutual glancing, they sit back down, and Neva takes a breath.     "The thing is... That night, when I ran out of the house, to go to the card shop, I discovered something about myself..." She bites her lip, "It was... A transformative experience... I couldn't look at the world the same way again, and without even thinking about it I just ran away from my problems, without thinking to tell you..." She smiles, "So... I'm home, and I'm going to tell you that..."     This time, Catarina sighs and smiles, "Alright, Angel, we understand..."     Neva blinks, "You... You do...?"     She looks to her husband who just sort of shrugs, "You're young, and you discovered your true self. It's okay." Xavier nods, "My cousin Santiago came out of the closet more or less the same way, bringing his boyfriend with him to break the news to Auntie Teresa... Oh the heart atack she had."     Neva goes wide eyed and blurts, "Bwwhhe?" 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang just rubs the back of her head. "Uh... that's not it." she says simply, a bit uncomfortable. "I mean, she's cute and all, but..."     The blonde then sighs, and stands up herself. "I'm gonna go outside for a bit... I should check on my bike anyway." 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Awkward moment is awkward. Once Yang has stepped out, Neva somehow manages to find her nerves and begins a somewhat rapidfire explanation. The words 'Magic' and 'cards' and 'Planes' get thrown around here and there, but once the parents make the token attempt at skepticism, a visible light show even from outside happens. Neva talks some more, and she mentions 'Bob'.     Minutes more of explanation, before Neva steps outside and rubs her face, making her way to Yang's side muttering, "Well that was a minor disaster." 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang's tinkering with her bike, just checking some of the components, busywork while Neva does her thing. She does watch the light show, and stands up as the door opens. "They not believe you?" she asks, wiping her brow, only to smudge more grease across it. "Sorry I ditched ya in there, but I didn't want them getting any more of the wrong idea, y'know?" 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva shakes her head and replies, "I convinced them. I had to summon Bob to do it, because playing out a round of the game would have just made me look crazy to them." She sighs and leans against the bike on the other side, "It's fine... Now that I think about it, the way I was talking did make me sound like I was making an 'Out of the Closet' speech. But yeah, that's out of the bag. I'm just letting them soak it in for a bit before I head back inside."     Neva pauses and fidgets a bit, "You think I'm cute...?" 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang shrugs again, "Can't a girl appreciate another girl?" she asks, grinning good naturedly. "I think you're cute, yeah... also cuz you remind me of my li'l sister, Ruby." She leans over and smirks a bit. "She's about as scatterbrained and ditzy as you are." tease tease. 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva blushes almost as red as her hair, turning away and tries to hide it, "I'm notta ditz, I'm a dork. There's a difference." Odd thing to take pride in. She then shrugs a little, "Earth is a little weird about the 'girls liking girls' thing. A lot of it stems from religion and culture."     She then pauses and mumbles, "I guess I'm just not used to anyone calling me 'Cute'. Last guy to do that was Lute, and that went about as well as you'd expect, I suppose. I guess the beautiful blonde haunting my recent dreams calling me that would have an effect---And I'm going to stop talking..." Once again realizing her motor mouth has blurted out a few words too many. 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang rolls her eyes. "I've haunted more than a few people's dreams, for more than just one reason." she remarks, then walks on over to gently shove Neva in a playful manner. "On Remnant, it doesn't matter who you are or who you like. If you're happy, that's all that matters... cuz being unhappy brings the Grimm." 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva eeps at the shove, biting her lip, listening the sage advice of Yang, nodding a little, before snerking a bit, "Happiness is Mandatory, Citizen. Only mutant traitor communists are unhappy, and that's treason." She giggles a bit at her own nerdism before gauging a reaction from Yang, and blinking, "Oh right, you wouldn't know that game..." She pauses, "And you were being literal, weren't you? 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang nods. "Yep. Grimm are attracted to negative emotions. Fear, Anger, etc... It's why the Kingdoms feel a bit hedonistic... we kinda have to be to keep the Grimm from running all over the place." she replies, then shrugs. "It's tougher outside the Kingdoms, but, people survive out there anyway." 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     "Eek, well... I guess that makes sense..." Neva replies, before rubbing her head, and looking back to the house and saying, "Well, seeing as my parents haven't called the police yet, I think it's safe to go back inside." She glances at the darkening sky, "Maybe mom will make her casserole tonight for dinner..." She bites her lip, and turns to smile at Yang, and then closes in to hug her. "Thanks for coming with me, Yang..." She sighs and leans her head against the blonde's shoulder, just happy right now.     And hanging on perhaps a little too long without thinking. 

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''     Yang returns the hug. She doesn't seem bothered by the mild clinging. "Heh, it's fine. It might have been more awkward if Rhapsody showed up instead." she chuckles. "Better bring the Sun Dragon instead of the Actual Dragon." she comments, then pokes Neva's cheek. "Shall we head back inside then?" 

:'''{{#var:644|Neva Fernandez (644)}} has posed:'''     Neva giggles and nods, before eeping at the poke, "Right! Inside! Yes! Where there's dinner, hopefully." She grins and turns to lead her friend inside, and calling in, "So when's dinner Mom?" The question rolling out of her mouth like a long forgotten habit being picked up once more. 
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Neva's Christmas Wish (Neva Fernandez)

2016-11-12T07:10:55Z

Yarrik:

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Over in the Izzet Quarter of Rhapsody's Ravnica, Neva Fernandez is sitting at a table with a pen put to paper, and taking her time to write out her thoughts in a letter to someone...

'Dear Santa,

I honestly can't believe I'm writing a letter to Santa Claus for the first time since I was seven. I guess that's a little early to stop believing in Kris Kringle, but all you want for Christmas is for your mom and dad to see you perform at your second grade school play, it becomes easier to stop believing when nobody shows up.

I don't even know why I'm sending you this letter, it'll probably just get sent to that part of the post office that all the Santa letters go to... Still, I guess if I'm going to sent a letter to someone who doesn't exist, I may as well ask for something that's impossible for me to do...

I ran away from home a few months ago... More accurately I learned I could travel across Planes and can use card game to make magic happen, and just never went back My parents were fighting when I left, and they're probably blaming each other for the fact that I disappeared on them... Whatever the case, I'm don't know if I can go home now. I guess I'm too scared to see whether or not they actually cared...

Santa, if you're real... If you actually pick up this letter and won't disappoint me this time, all I want right now is for my mom and dad to know that I'm okay, and that I love them...

And maybe a thermos full of my Mom's Eggnog. I miss that too...

Thanks for reading, I guess.

- Neva Fernandez'

There's a pause as Neva finishes writing, as she looks the letter over and eventually slips the letter into an envelop. After a moment of stretching her legs, she make her way over to the local mailbox, accompanied by Bob, her Blistercoil weird, takes a breath before slipping the envelop into the flap of the mailbox. The Deckmaster finds herself hesitating now that she's actually got the letter ready to send, all she had to do was release it. She just kept holding onto the letter for a few moments, before pulling it out again and crumpling the letter up. "This is stupid... Santa's not real." With that, she tosses the crumpled letter to the ground and storms off. "Can't believe I almost bought into that..."

The Blistercoil Weird doesn't immediately follow Neva, even though it probably should, given that the girl had summoned it. It just stood their quietly for a moment, glancing down at the crumpled up latter, before stooping down to pick it up in its globby hands. The Bob uncrumples it as best it could, before sliding it into the mailbox.

After that, the Bob the Blistercoil Weird just turns and saunters off, with its Master never knowing what it had done.

The Tragedy of the Fly on the Wall (Neva)

2016-11-12T01:35:05Z

Yarrik:

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In a hidden room somewhere in Ravnica, or at least as hidden as a supply closet can get when nobody is actively searching through it for outsiders, there is only a single light in the form of an unstable plasma that happened to be snagged away while nobody was looking. Beneath the flickering red and blue light is the young Neva Fernandez, who is using the light to help sort through a new Magic Deck she's been working on. If the array starts to look like it'll be trouble, she'll have Bob take care of it. Bob is reliable like that.

She flits through the box of cards, eying the various other colors that it might not hurt to splash in. Green would be good... Can she use Green Mana yet?

"I ask that you hand control of the Izzet League to me." "What is this?" "This is a coup." "GIRL HAVE YA GONE PLUM LOCO?!" "When we meet again, it will be an Ending for the one of us."

Neva's rubs her eyes as the memories run through her head. She was sitting on the outside when the presentation was going on. She always sat on the outside of things, really, at school, at home, out Planeswalking. She never participated, she never interfered. It was safer that way, especially with the politics in Ravnica going haywire. Not even when Yunomi got into this trouble...

"If an outsider can rise so quickly within the Izzet... who is to say they can't rise elsewhere, and rob from ourselfs our autonomy?" "The point has been raised in regards to those who are from beyond Ravnica, I would reccomend limiting their activity within the guilds themselves until we can be sure there are no more... bad eggs." "I am Ijiwaru. I will hunt with the dragons for her, and bring her to Ravnican justice for these crimes." "Let /us/ hunt her!"

That Ijiwaru guy showed up at the Guild Meeting out of nowhere, conveniently just after Yunomi went rogue. Neva figured that the guy couldn't have been up to any good. She could have voiced her opinion in all of that madness, but she didn't want to interfere, so she stayed outside and listened in from beyond the doors. Neva trembles and takes a breath, "There wasn't anything I could do... That meeting was out of my hands... They could've taken care of it... Yunomi was going to be fine..." Droplets of tears began to fall onto the card she was gazing at, at the Legendary Creature - Dragon Wizard.

"Shall we? I realize, you must be anxious to see her again."

Neva trembles as she stammers, mumbling to herself in order to justify here inaction, "They didn't need my help..."

"Where.. Is.. She?"

"I didn't need to interfere..."

"This was how you planned to /get her/."

She squeezes her eyes shut, "There's nothing I could have done..."

"YUNOMI!"

"I couldn't have helped... I couldn't..." Mana sparking outside her eyes...

"... until my last breath, I shall pro.. tect..."

"NNNNHGGGRRRAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!" Unable to contain her grief anymore, Neva lets out a mournful scream, magic energies exploding and sparking around her, the room lit up as wayward magic strikes haphazardly around the room! Fire catching everywhere.

After several moments, she slumps over and breathes heavily, before slamming her fist into the table she'd been sitting at. "Never again..." She stands up, "NEVER again." She hurriedly throws her cards into the box and throws it into her bag, before hurriedly Planesalking out to another world, as she worked to make things right...

After a few quiet moments, the plasma array in the room POPS.

Archived: Deckmaster-1

2015-11-02T18:48:22Z

Yarrik: /* The Deckmasters And Their Decks */

{{CastPage
|Desc=<center>http://i.imgur.com/Pe0r5Ls.jpg</center>Among the infinite planes of the multiverse, there is conflict. Places exist where mages do battle, using magical energy known as mana drawn forth from the land to fuel devastating spells. Conjured armies clash, and the skies fill with fire and lightning, all in the pursuit of inscrutable goals and mystical power. Evidence of these conflicts remain for years after, be it in the form of terrible destruction, or monuments to the victors power.

Or, in the case of one far-off world, a place called Earth, a world that has never seen this conflict touch its soil... it is instead a card game.

DECKMASTER is a variant Magic: the Gathering theme that takes place on a present-day Earth that exists within the Magic multiverse. M:tG is a popular card game on that Earth, either intentionally or accidentally chronicling the events of the conflicts all across the planes. When the game is played by certain people across the globe and combined with an emotionally-powerful event, the dormant Planeswalkers Spark within them ignites, allowing them to use their decks to wield real and wondrous power.
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=== Regarding Powers ===

The following two entries are the themelist-wide staff-approved infolist files. Please see +info Theo /deckmaster1, /deckmaster2, and /planeswalking on the game; these are copied directly from him.

=== Deckmaster ===

'''Two important notes: First, Multiversal denizens outside of the Deckmaster theme will not be subject to milling or the similar specialized mechanics contained herein. Second, the MUSH's rules for combat and combat etiquette trump a Deckmaster's potential abilities. Consent may be required for many of the spells and powers contained in Theo's decks, and consent will be required to affect multiple opponents. You might be able to throw infinite-damage Fireballs all day long in theory, but in practice, rules for using Uber and Epic attacks in and out of combat should still be observed.'''

Theo is a Deckmaster, a type of spellcaster found on his home Earth who specializes in the use of magic through the medium of the collectible card game Magic: The Gathering. Due to the thousands of unique cards in the game, with each representing a particular spell, Theo's potential power is immense... or it would be, were it not for the serious limitations the game imposes upon him.

As a form of ritualized spellcasting, Theo must observe a number of seemingly strange restrictions to draw any magic, lest his power fail him entirely. Theo's spells are drawn from his deck (or library) which must be legal for play within the context of the game, regardless of the situation he's using it in. This means there is a certain degree of randomness to what he can do at any given time, and a limit to how many different spells he can cast in a given battle.

It's impractical and unreliable to have a big library in most circumstances, lest he risk failing to draw what he needs to save his own actual skin. On a similar note, the cards he uses must be real and official; due to mystical circumstances surrounding their creation, the official cards function as physical, surrogate spell memories for a Deckmaster, effectively replacing his need to actually personally learn a spell. Instead, he uses the card, which is in and of itself a stunningly accurate representation of the spell in question, and combines it with mana to generate an effect.

A Deckmaster must observe the proper order of a game, including timing and turn order, to cast spells. This means that spells that can only be cast during certain parts of a turn still have the same restrictions, and, similarly, that he is restricted to casting spells that he has the mana to cast in-game, regardless of the amount available to him outside of the match. Perhaps most importantly, turn order must be observed, even if his opponent is simply coming at him with a sword drawn.

In short, a Deckmaster cannot take action against an opponent if they have nothing to act against.

The magic does not function when only one person is playing the game with intent to use it against someone outside of it.

There are three notable exceptions to this rule.
* First, if a Deckmaster is playing a solitary game (often referred to as a practice draw), they may cast spells more or less freely, but may not affect others with their spells.
* Second, a Deckmaster may continue to cast spells if they have rendered an opponent unable to retaliate through some combination of spells or effects (often referred to as an act of stasis).
* Third and finally, a Deckmaster may freely act against an opponent if the opponent is deliberately allowing them to build up power (often referred to as a bad decision), though they still must obey personal timing and turn restrictions and allow the enemy to act.

The turn- and reaction-based restrictions on a Deckmaster means that they are generally predisposed to dueling, though fighting multiple opponents is possible. Deckmasters may affect as many opponents as they wish with spell effects that are capable of doing so. If they are openly declared as an ally of an individual and are facing an equal number of opponents, they may share certain spell effects with their ally.

Finally, if they are faced with a number of opponents all working together and have no allies, they gain a greater degree of individual power (sometimes called becoming an Archenemy, though the term has needlessly sinister connotations) for the purpose of fighting on a more even playing field.

Mass combats between Deckmasters and other individuals with no permanent, predetermined alliances are possible, and function as normal; some Deckmasters specialize in such engagements, and adjust their strategy accordingly.

Deckmasters win a duel by defeating an opponent through several means, the most common of which is to physically defeat them. Damage is roughly correlated into numbers affecting an in-game life total for a Deckmaster's ease of manipulation, observed through intuition more than anything else. A Deckmaster may also claim victory by removing all of an opponent's possible means of fighting them (called decking or milling), or through more esoteric means that all effectively translate to a win in some respect.

Deckmasters themselves are meanwhile no less vulnerable to being physically beaten into submission than anyone else. If a Deckmaster is defeated in a manner that leaves them conscious, their magic leaves them until a new fight starts with them, usually through open acknowledgement of the fact and usually with a different person. The specifics can vary by situation.

Lastly, barring things like collateral damage and the like, creatures, objects and lingering spell effects summoned by a Deckmaster in a duel dissipate once the duel ends. Effects that alter another individual once and otherwise cease -- such as the damage from a lightning bolt, or the healing effect of a conjured salve -- still remain.

=== Planeswalking ===

'''Consent is always required to teleport into any area not under the player's control.'''

Using the Spark to walk between worlds is not as simple as visualizing oneself in a different place, saying a couple magic words, and suddenly being there. There is danger inherent with the ability, and though a Planeswalker's Spark mitigates much of it, the careless still risk suffering if they make a mistake.

A Planeswalker travels between worlds by a method unique to each walker. Some draw a circle, meditate upon their destination, and arrive in an identical circle in the spot shortly thereafter. Others sleep and dream about the possible worlds, roaming their own memory until they find the place they want to be, and awaken there rather than where they started. Regardless of the method, the actual transit taking place -- along with the mana required to do it -- is the same.

Two things are required for planar travel: a source of mana, and a destination.

A 'walker's personal ritual supplies the concentration needed to draw mana to them for the plane shift, while their memory typically provides the destination. The more well-known a place is, the more precise the locale a walker can go to, though vague but real destinations function as well. For instance, travelling to a specific room in a specific city on a specific plane is completely possible, though an individual's familiarity with that room would have to be significant to be that precise.

At the same time, a Planeswalker can simply specify "Mirrodin" if they've either seen part of it or been told about it (accurately), though there is no controlling where they'll end up on the plane itself. While Planeswalkers /can/ simply walk "away" and go to a random world, doing so is incredibly dangerous, and typically only done when death is certain if they stay.

In practice, Planeswalking requires tangible details to function. The most reliable details are either precise coordinates or a deep, pre-existing familiarity with a location, ensuring accurate travel. Visual aids such as photographs or other images help; they alone can provide a chance to travel to the right place, but the nature of the Multiverse means that it is more likely to end up with a walker stepping into a parallel world with striking similarities instead of their intended destination.

Notably, Planeswalkers from Theo's Earth may use land cards to go to particular planes with some degree of accuracy -- for instance, using a Boros Garrison card to end up in the desired district of Ravnica -- though doing so does not necessarily guarantee safety like a familiar, pre-determined destination would. This quirk stems from the process by which the cards were created, and should lands identifying Multiversal locations be produced, they would function the same way.

== The Deckmasters And Their Decks ==

Deckmaster PCs all have +info files set with basic information about their decks and links to where they are visibly hosted online so that Admin and others may read them. Listed below are the current and dropped PCs as well as their general deck color-schemes.

'''Currently Played:''' 
* [[Theo Morrison]]: Playing with the aesthetics of Blue and White...
* [[Conor Delany]]: The differences between White and Red, combined.
* [[Yumi Musumi]]: The wild freedom of Red and Green, played.
* [[Neva Fernandez]]: The explosive combination of Red and Blue.
* [[Tommy Wahagi]]: Submit to Phyrexia and evolve beyond your limitations.
 

'''Dropped:''' 
No Deckmaster characters have been apped and dropped at this time.

== Frequently Asked Questions ==
=== ''In less fluffy terms, what is this?'' ===
Deckmaster-1 is a theme that takes the overarching meta-theme of the collectible card game "Magic: the Gathering," adds in a healthy dose of style from various card-battle shows, and sets it on a modern day Earth. The player characters are the eponymous "Deckmasters," individuals capable of incredible magical feats that are entirely enabled by the game they play.
 
=== ''I know a little about Magic. Aren't Planeswalkers super OP?'' ===
They used to be, yes. Key words: 'used to be.' Planeswalkers in Magic: the Gathering were formerly beings of godlike power with no permanent physical form, immunity to nearly everything but other Planeswalkers, perfect shape-shifting, and whatever else a given 'walker was written with. Ever since a particular event in-theme, their power has been drastically reduced, making them all powerful (and mortal) mages. No more OP shape-shifting energy beings here! 
They can still take a crazy beating (consider: a Lightning Bolt will instantly kill some of the toughest baseline-human combatants in theme; it takes seven of them to take down a Planeswalker), which Aura represents basically perfectly, and can still walk more or less at will between Planes, but they aren't as OP as you may have heard. Especially when most of the ones in this theme are from places that don't require you to learn how to fight...
 
=== ''I don't know anything about Magic, but I want to learn!'' ===
Great! If you have a few bucks to spend, I highly encourage people interested in the game to check out the Duels of the Planeswalkers games on Steam. Magic 2014 is the newest one, and I'm told it is a solid game and a good way to learn. 
If you don't, most of the people in the theme are well-versed in the game enough to teach it if you ask us nicely, and big enough fans of the settings involved to give you the over-enthusiastic cliff-notes on various planes and thematic elements.
 

=== ''There are things not in this FAQ I'd like answered!'' ===
Ask Theo. It's all his fault.
 

[[Category:Themes]][[Category:Themelists]]

Radio Frequencies

2015-02-05T16:48:04Z

Yarrik: /* All-Purpose/TP Frequencies: */

This page aims to list all radio frequencies which are either public or semi-private, based on voluntary listing. You can add them yourself, or send Homura an @mail with the listing information if you don't feel comfortable editing this page yourself or hate Mediawiki code.

Please note that whether or not a frequency is marked as encrypted or public doesn't make it any less impolite to just jump onto a frequency your character has no immediate tie-in to. If you have the slightest doubt about it, make sure to ask the owner whether or not your character can get on it or if it's alright to observe.

'''Freq''': The frequency.

'''Owner''': The current moderator of the frequency.

'''Enc''': Whether or not the frequency is encrypted, and how to get its encryption key, i.e. "ask owner".

'''Purpose''': What the frequency is for.

==All-Purpose/TP Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 06.08 || [[Milla Maxwell]] || No || Tales of Xillia-1 stuff, doubles as local cross-factional during scenes.
|-
|| 16.03 || [[Homura Akemi]] || No || Anyone involved, wishing to be involved, or planning to get involved in Madoka-1 scenes, whether random ones or TP ones, is free to have this frequency on. It will not always be used, but expect it to replace Union-IC when Unaffiliated or Confederate parties are involved, or when we have to discuss things and X-U isn't an option. You should only actually ICly know about/use the frequency once you've been told about it, though. (Attend a scene/be told/etc.)
|-
|| 95.5 || [[Courier Six]] || No || Mojave Wasteland general frequencies, also Radio New Vegas
|-
|| 413.612 || [[Summer Powers]] || No || Pesterchum Chat. Open to public. Codenames are used. Two words together, first one lowercased, second capitalized. profoundBadness and crowravenWolfmoon are examples.
|-
|| 66.6 || [[Psyber]] || Ask || Heaven or Hell backup radio. Will be utilized for smaller scenes featuring group members as well as splitting conversations off the main band.
|-
|| 11.5 || [[Elise Leroy]] || Ask || XCOM-1 'public' radio frequency, for allies not directly involved in XCOM day-to-day activities. Used for field ops also.
|-
|| 13.33 || [[Wuyin Tsai]] || No || The Buzzing. Lore drops from the Bees of [[Agartha]]. Receive /only/ except under exceptional circumstances.
|-
|| 8.33 || [[Wuyin Tsai]] || No || General TSW cast/world radio frequency. Information is generally available to whoever wants it, no permission needed to join. Used for anything happening on The Secret World or for conversations involving its cast or concepts therein.
|-
|| 13.37 || [[Chris Rothschild]] || No || Hacknet, a public frequency for techies, hackers, etc.
|-
|| 305.19 || [[Elliana Fairchild]] || No || Frequency for all cross-factional communications related to Elliana's various scenes, plots and TPs when J-IC isn't an option.
|-
|| 42.0 || [[Theo Morrison]] || No || Radio Free Nerdery. Public channel for casual talk from nerds of all stripes.
|-
|| 3.853 || [[Kirito]] || No || Radio frequency for Kirito's Node scenes (Abstractum TP).
|-
|| 192.9 || [[Eliot Ness]] || No || Radio frequency for Assassin's Creed: The Untouchables scenes.
|-
|| 7746.54 || [[Fuki]] || No || Radio frequency for Confederate Shinki.
|-
|| 45.55 || [[Serori]] || Ask || Radio frequency reserved for Dragon Ball Z characters and scenes.
|-
|| 4.97 || [[Mizuki]] || No || A frequency to share dreams, both the ones you have when you sleep and the ones you have when you're awake. Casual philosophy talk is also permitted. All of this is IC, cross-factional, and anonymous unless a person intentionally reveals themselves. The owner of the channel is common knowledge, however. Completely public.
|-
|| 53.13 || [[Sakura Kinomoto]] || No || Frequency for discussion related to the Deck of Light node.
|-
|| 80.8 || [[Goffard Gaffgarion]] || No || Frequency for those wishing to solicit Gaffgarion's services as a sellsword. Note: It's usually going to be Ladd answering unless it's specifically requested that a caller wishes to speak to Gaffgarion.
|-
|| 140.5 || [[Sir Bedivere]] || No || Semi-public radio frequency for the Knights of the Round Table, and residents as well as visitors to Dún Reáltaí.
|-
|| 442.2 || [[Quote]] || No || Public radio frequency for the Flying Island, particularly during the [[Cave Story]] TP.
|-
|| 9.999 || [[Landon al Cid]] || No || Multiversal radio frequency for interaction with Galianda and the Final Fantasy Act: Class theme members.
|-
|| 407.3072 || [[Optimus Prime]] || Yes || Private channel for active Autobots. Ask for encryption key.
|-
|| 16.37 || [[Snow White]] || No || Public radio frequency for the world of the Fables.
|-
|| 1994.0 || [[Emiya Kiritsugu]] || No || Public radio frequency for Fate/Zero Earth.
|-
|| 996.5 || [[Simon Petrikov]] || No || Public radio frequency for Mushroom War Earth.
|-
|| 22.2 || [[Eryl Fairfax]] || No || Public radio frequency through which people may reach the ReGenesis Corporation to buy from or trade with them.
|-
|| 756.980 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || Yes || XIV Legion Private Channel. Ask for permission to join.
|-
|| 290.591 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || General Public Eorzea/Hydaelyn Radio. Open to everyone.
|-
|| 969.001 || [[Admiral Merlwyb]] || No || Eorzean Alliance & Union Radio Service. Open to all Union and allies of.
|-
|| 756.900 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || Confederate Dungeon Exploration in Hydaelyn.
|-
|| 579.001 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || Primal battle radio frequency.
|-
|| 1941.45 || [[Kongou]] || No || [[Kantai Collection-1|Kantai Collection]] IC radio frequency, used by Fleet Daughters and allies.
|-
|| 101.010 || [[Rainbow Dash]] || No || Equestrian IC radio frequency. Open to everyone.
|}

==Personal Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 141.80 || [[Solid Snake]] || Ask || Snake's personal CODEC frequency.
|-
|| 9979.5 || [[Iria]] || Ask || Iria's communicator frequency.
|-
|| 723.98 || [[Rebecca Chambers]] || No || Rebecca's main communicator frequency. Can be used to request MedEvac if needed.
|-
|}

==WMAT Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="15%"| Arena
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 900.1 || All || All-purpose WMAT IC chatter frequency.
|-
|| 900.2 || Devil's Hand || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.3 || Diablo Desert || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.4 || Gizard Wasteland || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.5 || Northern Mountains || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.6 || Spinach Wasteland || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.7 || Yunzabit Heights || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.8 || Tournament Stadium || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|}

==Out of Character Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 140.6 || [[Sir Bedivere]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Fate/stay night'' cast, and those involved with the cast.
|-
|| 12.1787 || [[Landon al Cid]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Final Fantasy Act: Class'' cast, generally used for app discussions so we don't swarm under E-Chardisc.
|-
|| 211.314 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Final Fantasy XIV'' cast, and those involved with the cast. Open to everyone and anyone.
|}
[[Category:Index]]

Radio Frequencies

2015-02-05T16:45:40Z

Yarrik: /* All-Purpose/TP Frequencies: */

This page aims to list all radio frequencies which are either public or semi-private, based on voluntary listing. You can add them yourself, or send Homura an @mail with the listing information if you don't feel comfortable editing this page yourself or hate Mediawiki code.

Please note that whether or not a frequency is marked as encrypted or public doesn't make it any less impolite to just jump onto a frequency your character has no immediate tie-in to. If you have the slightest doubt about it, make sure to ask the owner whether or not your character can get on it or if it's alright to observe.

'''Freq''': The frequency.

'''Owner''': The current moderator of the frequency.

'''Enc''': Whether or not the frequency is encrypted, and how to get its encryption key, i.e. "ask owner".

'''Purpose''': What the frequency is for.

==All-Purpose/TP Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 06.08 || [[Milla Maxwell]] || No || Tales of Xillia-1 stuff, doubles as local cross-factional during scenes.
|-
|| 16.03 || [[Homura Akemi]] || No || Anyone involved, wishing to be involved, or planning to get involved in Madoka-1 scenes, whether random ones or TP ones, is free to have this frequency on. It will not always be used, but expect it to replace Union-IC when Unaffiliated or Confederate parties are involved, or when we have to discuss things and X-U isn't an option. You should only actually ICly know about/use the frequency once you've been told about it, though. (Attend a scene/be told/etc.)
|-
|| 95.5 || [[Courier Six]] || No || Mojave Wasteland general frequencies, also Radio New Vegas
|-
|| 413.612 || [[Summer Powers]] || No || Pesterchum Chat. Open to public. Codenames are used. Two words together, first one lowercased, second capitalized. profoundBadness and crowravenWolfmoon are examples.
|-
|| 66.6 || [[Psyber]] || Ask || Heaven or Hell backup radio. Will be utilized for smaller scenes featuring group members as well as splitting conversations off the main band.
|-
|| 11.5 || [[Elise Leroy]] || Ask || XCOM-1 'public' radio frequency, for allies not directly involved in XCOM day-to-day activities. Used for field ops also.
|-
|| 13.33 || [[Wuyin Tsai]] || No || The Buzzing. Lore drops from the Bees of [[Agartha]]. Receive /only/ except under exceptional circumstances.
|-
|| 8.33 || [[Wuyin Tsai]] || No || General TSW cast/world radio frequency. Information is generally available to whoever wants it, no permission needed to join. Used for anything happening on The Secret World or for conversations involving its cast or concepts therein.
|-
|| 13.37 || [[Chris Rothschild]] || No || Hacknet, a public frequency for techies, hackers, etc.
|-
|| 305.19 || [[Elliana Fairchild]] || No || Frequency for all cross-factional communications related to Elliana's various scenes, plots and TPs when J-IC isn't an option.
|-
|| 42.0 || [[Theo Morrison]] || No || Radio Free Nerdery. Public channel for casual talk from nerds of all stripes.
|-
|| 3.853 || [[Kirito]] || No || Radio frequency for Kirito's Node scenes (Abstractum TP).
|-
|| 192.9 || [[Eliot Ness]] || No || Radio frequency for Assassin's Creed: The Untouchables scenes.
|-
|| 7746.54 || [[Fuki]] || No || Radio frequency for Confederate Shinki.
|-
|| 45.55 || [[Serori]] || Ask || Radio frequency reserved for Dragon Ball Z characters and scenes.
|-
|| 4.97 || [[Mizuki]] || No || A frequency to share dreams, both the ones you have when you sleep and the ones you have when you're awake. Casual philosophy talk is also permitted. All of this is IC, cross-factional, and anonymous unless a person intentionally reveals themselves. The owner of the channel is common knowledge, however. Completely public.
|-
|| 53.13 || [[Sakura Kinomoto]] || No || Frequency for discussion related to the Deck of Light node.
|-
|| 80.8 || [[Goffard Gaffgarion]] || No || Frequency for those wishing to solicit Gaffgarion's services as a sellsword. Note: It's usually going to be Ladd answering unless it's specifically requested that a caller wishes to speak to Gaffgarion.
|-
|| 140.5 || [[Sir Bedivere]] || No || Semi-public radio frequency for the Knights of the Round Table, and residents as well as visitors to Dún Reáltaí.
|-
|| 442.2 || [[Quote]] || No || Public radio frequency for the Flying Island, particularly during the [[Cave Story]] TP.
|-
|| 9.999 || [[Landon al Cid]] || No || Multiversal radio frequency for interaction with Galianda and the Final Fantasy Act: Class theme members.
|-
|| 407.3072 || [[Optimus Prime]] || Yes || Private channel for active Autobots. Ask for encryption key.
|-
|| 16.37 || [[Snow White]] || No || Public radio frequency for the world of the Fables.
|-
|| 1994.0 || [[Emiya Kiritsugu]] || No || Public radio frequency for Fate/Zero Earth.
|-
|| 996.5 || [[Simon Petrikov]] || No || Public radio frequency for Mushroom War Earth.
|-
|| 22.2 || [[Eryl Fairfax]] || No || Public radio frequency through which people may reach the ReGenesis Corporation to buy from or trade with them.
|-
|| 756.980 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || Yes || XIV Legion Private Channel. Ask for permission to join.
|-
|| 290.591 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || General Public Eorzea/Hydaelyn Radio. Open to everyone.
|-
|| 969.001 || [[Admiral Merlwyb]] || No || Eorzean Alliance & Union Radio Service. Open to all Union and allies of.
|-
|| 756.900 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || Confederate Dungeon Exploration in Hydaelyn.
|-
|| 579.001 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || No || Primal battle radio frequency.
|-
|| 1941.45 || [[Kongou]] || No || [[Kantai Collection-1|Kantai Collection]] IC radio frequency, used by Fleet Daughters and allies.
|-
|| 101.010 || [[Rainbow Dash]] || No || [[Equestrian IC radio frequency. Open to everyone.
|}

==Personal Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 141.80 || [[Solid Snake]] || Ask || Snake's personal CODEC frequency.
|-
|| 9979.5 || [[Iria]] || Ask || Iria's communicator frequency.
|-
|| 723.98 || [[Rebecca Chambers]] || No || Rebecca's main communicator frequency. Can be used to request MedEvac if needed.
|-
|}

==WMAT Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="15%"| Arena
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 900.1 || All || All-purpose WMAT IC chatter frequency.
|-
|| 900.2 || Devil's Hand || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.3 || Diablo Desert || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.4 || Gizard Wasteland || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.5 || Northern Mountains || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.6 || Spinach Wasteland || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.7 || Yunzabit Heights || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|| 900.8 || Tournament Stadium || Frequency for listening to specific match commentary.
|-
|}

==Out of Character Frequencies:==
{| class="wikitable sortable" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="100%"
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Freq
! style="text-align:left" width="10%"| Owner
! style="text-align:left" width="5%"| Enc
! style="text-align:left" width="75%"| Purpose
|-
|| 140.6 || [[Sir Bedivere]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Fate/stay night'' cast, and those involved with the cast.
|-
|| 12.1787 || [[Landon al Cid]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Final Fantasy Act: Class'' cast, generally used for app discussions so we don't swarm under E-Chardisc.
|-
|| 211.314 || [[Gaius Van Baelsar]] || N/A || An OOC channel for the ''Final Fantasy XIV'' cast, and those involved with the cast. Open to everyone and anyone.
|}
[[Category:Index]]

Neva's Christmas Wish (Neva Fernandez)

2014-12-16T04:23:00Z

Yarrik: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2014/12/15 |Location=Ravnica |Synopsis= |Thanks= |Cast of Characters=644 |Tinyplot= }} Over in the Izzet Quarter of Rhapsody's Ravnica, Neva ..."

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Over in the Izzet Quarter of Rhapsody's Ravnica, Neva Fernandez is sitting at a table with a pen put to paper, and taking her time to write out her thoughts in a letter to someone...

'Dear Santa,

I honestly can't believe I'm writing a letter to Santa Claus for the first time since I was seven. I guess that's a little early to stop believing in Kris Kringle, but all you want for Christmas is for your mom and dad to see you perform at your second grade school play, it becomes easier to stop believing when nobody shows up.

I don't even know why I'm sending you this letter, it'll probably just get sent to that part of the post office that all the Santa letters go to... Still, I guess if I'm going to sent a letter to someone who doesn't exist, I may as well ask for something that's impossible for me to do...

I ran away from home a few months ago... More accurately I learned I could travel across Planes and can use card game to make magic happen, and just never went back My parents were fighting when I left, and they're probably blaming each other for the fact that I disappeared on them... Whatever the case, I'm don't know if I can go home now. I guess I'm too scared to see whether or not they actually cared...

Santa, if you're real... If you actually pick up this letter and won't disappoint me this time, all I want right now is for my mom and dad to know that I'm okay, and that I love them...

And maybe a thermous full of my Mom's Eggnog. I miss that too...

Thanks for reading, I guess.

- Neva Fernandez'

There's a pause as Neva finishes writing, as she looks the letter over and eventually slips the letter into an envelop. After a moment of stretching her legs, she make her way over to the local mailbox, accompanied by Bob, her Blistercoil weird, takes a breath before slipping the enevelop into the flap of the mailbo. The Deckmaster finds herself hesitating now that she's actually got the letter ready to send, all she had to do was release it. She just kept holding onto the letter for a few moments, before pulling it out again and crumpling the letter up. "This is stupid... Santa's not real." With that, she tosses the crumpled lettert to the ground and storms off. "Can't believe I almost bought into that..."

The Blistercoil Weird doesn't immediately follow Neva, even though it probably should, given that the girl had summoned it. It just stood their quietly for a moment, glancing down at the crumpled up latter, before stooping down to pick it up in its globby hands. The Bob uncrumples it as best it could, before sliding it into the mailbox.

After that, the Bob the Blistercoil Weird just turns and saunters off, with its Master never knowing what it had done.

Estrangement (Raditz)

2014-08-19T15:05:59Z

Yarrik: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2014/08/19 |Location= |Synopsis= |Thanks= |Cast of Characters=486 |Tinyplot= }} A part of the Saiyan King is telling him that in going to Nama..."

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A part of the Saiyan King is telling him that in going to Namamura to take part in the mission, he would have tried to make the conflict about himself, and that keeping himself out of the fight was in the best interest of the Mission. The other part of Raditz is kicking himself hard for not doing sitting out. And now any attempt to go in to Namamura to oust Gohan and the PTO would put that world at risk of distruction, and he wouldn't be able to face Yunomi for being such an idiot.

It made Raditz want to hit something.

With his ki powered up high, though, Raditz flies right into a brawl with a holographic version of Gohan. He has always made a point in assuming that Gohan was going to be stronger than him and adapted to the fight, even if they were both ascended Super Saiyans. It gave him something to try to overcome, and right now Gohan was beating him out narrowly. There was no sense in assuming that Gohan would be an easy fight.

Then an opening appears in Gohan's defenses, Raditz sees it and roars in to take the opportunity to drive a kick into his Nephew's side---Woosh! Raditz finds his leg swinging wildly as he spots Gohan bursting away in the corner of his eye, into a position to charge up and attack...

"KAAAA MAASENKOOOO HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

Raditz goes wide eyed and spins to try to block, only to be blinded as the blast envelops him.

---

"SIMULATION ENDED." Comes the holodeck's voice, as Raditz blinks and looks up. "Dammit."

The Saiyan grits his teeth and pushes himself back to his feet, "Start it over..."

"Raditz, you've been through that simulation nine times..." Comes the voice of Merra at the console of the Holodeck, looking concerned. "And you're getting yourself hurt from straining to beat it. It's time you've had a rest."

Raditz growls and turns to his wife, as he says, "GOHAN isn't lounging about! He's taking over my friend's worlds, AND I DID NOTHING to try to stop him!"

The woman sighs and shakes her head, "The outcome of that mission isn't your fault..."

Raditz growls and shakes his head, "No, but Gohan turning out this way -is-! I know he's not from my Universe, but it all started with -me- in each of them!" Raditz seeths for a moment, before finally releasing a breath and mumbling, "I'm responsible for this... Yunomi's world being taken over was my fault in the end... I have to be able to take him out."

Merra's gaze softens a little, before shaking her head, "Raditz, darling... You don't have to carry that guilt on your shoulders."

The Saiyan growls and turns away, "Start the simulation -over-!" He growls, "I'll put an end to this one way or another... BOOT IT UP!"

She blinks for a bit, before sighing and pressing the button to activate the Holodeck once more, bringing the false Gohan back to life before, and saying, "I'll be at home... Try not to beat yourself too much, Gine needs you alive too.." And wiht that, she walks away.

The King glares at the Holographic Nephew, and mutters, "I'll end this, Gohan..." With a roar, he fires up into Super Saiyan form once more, and launches into attack again...

A Lesson About The PTO

2014-07-26T02:01:31Z

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{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' The Ring of Philosphy stands in the place where the old New Washington Holodecks would have been used. It's basically the same thing, except now it's in Njorun. It's funny how that works! Hosting this little training session, is Raditz, perhaps the one person in the Union right now that's actively from the Dragon Ball universes and is trying to put a stop to the PTO in all their incarnations. It's a VERY slow process, but it's one which he plans to kick into gear as soon as it's feasible. So he stands in the ring of philosphy, wearing his 'King of Saiyans' attire, which is basically his normal look, except with pants and the royal cape. It's much classier. He glances at the time, and hmphs a bit, "Sometime soon..." 

:'''{{#var:238|Beli Klum (238)}} has posed:'''     Beli usually isn't one to get into combat for the sake of it; her lack of participation in the WMAT in the many years it's been running is testament enough to that. However, she's promised that she would help Yunomi in taking back her world, and she's going to need to be prepared to fight an enemy that's only familiar to her as a secondary awareness, rather than direct experience.     So she's here now, stepping into the Ring at a slow stride. Her wings and halos aren't out at the moment, but if actual physical training is needed, then she'll be able to get ready quickly enough.     She smiles to Raditz when she stops nearby, lifting a hand in a brief wave before she speaks, her soft voice echoing with small, bright bells and a dull, volcanic rumble. "It is generous of you to offer this training, all things considered. How exactly will we be doing it, then?" 

:'''{{#var:19|Maya (19)}} has posed:''' Maya knew enough about the WTO to know they were bad news, but she's not dressed for heavy combat. She looks like she's bene out mingling on some earth or another. She tilts her head to see Beli someone she's not seen in person in a very long time. Maya smiles for a moment. "It's good to see you Beli Klum It's been a long time, it's good to see you." The Junker turns her head to face Radtiz and bows a bit. "Thank you for this offer of training, your idea to shut down s many iterations of the WTO is .. honestly a good one." 

:'''{{#var:61|Anivia (61)}} has posed:''' The room takes a noticeable decline in temperature as the beating of frozen wings announce Anivia's arrival. Though the Cryophoenix was technically an immortal in age, and has lived for literal eons... she had much to learn. She knew that no-one, not even those who live forever like herself, can know everything. Especially now that Anivia finds herself facing the Multiverse, with infinite possibilities and countless random occurrences happening every day... and this Planetary Trade Organization certainly sounds like a mighty threat. Any foe who could target entire planets at a time and move on was certainly worth preparing for. Also... Anivia tends to have a thirst for knowledge that is hard to quench. After all, when one lives forever... new things become a bit of a thrill. Anivia circles the room, her glowing blue crystal wings flapping in the air as she circles the skies and looks for an area to perch. After a few circles, the Cryophoenix settles on a nearby desk. Her large dinosaur-like feet and frozen talons clicking loudly as they wrap around the edge of the desk, and the Cryophoenix cranes her neck to look down at the gathered Union members... noting unfamiliar faces for the first time. After only a few brief seconds of noting everyone gathered in the room, Anivia opens one wing and turns to dip her beak underneath it, rearranging a few of her crystal feathers and taking a brief moment to preen herself. 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' STAREN'S LAB, MINUTES AGO     Staren's eyes open on the lab table. And we're back, he thinks.     Something deep inside him shouts, we stopped existing for several seconds you know, what if one of these times we /don't wake up/?     That's not how it works, Staren thinks to himself, I studied this technology extensively and I know it inside and out, you could almost say literally--     Yeah, well, we didn't have body-hopping and turning ourselves off and on again in the ancestral environment, Staren's mind thinks back at him, and fills him with a sense of existential dread.     Gnnngh, /stupid brain architecture/ Staren thinks to himself as he grits his teeth, sits up, and hops off the table to get dressed to go out, trying to ignore the ignorant fear eating away at the edge of his mind shouting DANGER DANGER DANGER THE RING OF PHILOSOPHY     Ring of Philosophy, turn turn turn, tell us the lesson that we should learn, Staren thinks to himself as he approaches the door. Then he enters and nods a greeting to those assembled. "Hey guys." He waves. "Raditz. Maya, Beli, been awhile!" Anivia he hasn't really met, though he's heard her on the radio. "So," he walks in, "Is this just about their fighting style, or is this a briefing on how to counter their martial, political, and economic strategies for conquering the universe?" 

:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''     Someone set the air conditioning a bit high, it seems. Frederica, clad in her normal sort of outfit, should probably suffer a great deal from the cold. She wears thigh-bareing skirts and detached sleeves, and her hood and scarf are clearly more for effect than warmth. Of course her outfit's also not heavily insulated or anything, and she IS a pyrokinetic. Naturally pyros aren't generally expected to endure the cold effectively.     Before she can begin shivering however, just as she enters, she lifts up a palm and ignites a torch-sized flame. After a moment the flame settles down, turning itself into a semblance of a flame wisp which she sets on her shoulder. It doesn't burn her, of course. It doesn't even singe her hair. Still, those close enough will definitely feel it radiating a comfy warmth.     Her hand freed, Frederica waggles her fingers in a casual greeting. She comes to join the gathering group, not speaking, figuring her own questions are likely to have already been asked and likely will be answered. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz watches as people file in, inwardly relieved that he managed to get himself an audience. It would have looked dumb if he went through the fuss of telling people on the radio that he was doing a thing and it turned out that nobody was gonna show up. That would be aaaaawkward. To Maya he sort of just nods, though he pointedly corrects, "PTO. -Planet- Trade Organization. Not World Trade Organization.... At least I'm pretty sure that's how most worlds would call it." He pauses for a moment, before shaking his head, "Semantics..." To everyone else, he glances over once more, though he uses the opportunity to inform Staren properly as a chance to explain in more detail, "The Planet Trade Organization, if you were paying attention at all Staren, is pretty much bad news. Sure, they're no Confederacy or Union sized faction, but they're enough of a problem, especially given one of our allies' homeworlds has been invaded and, if we don't act quickly, is in danger."     The Saiyan paces around, "There won't be economics or politics or whatever. This is about knowing your enemy is you need to fight them, and You probably WILL." He reaches to his side and pulls a scouter from a pocket, "This.." He holds is up, "Is a Scouter. It's a compact communications and scanning device that fits to the side of one's head, scanning energy readings, functioning as a navigation tool, and communications divice. It's all purpose and the general PTO troops will likely be overly reliant on using them to gauge your abilities, and will likely underestimate you. USe that to your advantage." 

:'''{{#var:238|Beli Klum (238)}} has posed:'''     Beli turns to Maya when the Junker arrives, smiling warmly. "Ah, Maya, it is good to see you as well. I am glad you decided to join us today." Anivia's arrival is met with a wave of greeting; she doesn't know the cryophoenix yet, but no point in being impolite. Then a wide smile to Staren. "Staren, it is good to see you here too. I hope you have been doing well lately." And Frederica! The pyrokinetic girl gets a wave as well before her attention is turned back to Raditz again, awaiting more information.     The rephaite crosses her arms thoughtfully as Raditz introduces the Scouter. "I assume it might not be able to properly identify foreign types of energy, right? Whatever it is saiyans use...I expect it would be different from, say, what a supernatural creature like myself uses, or someone who draws from outside sources. I guess that would explain it misjudging us." 

:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''     Killing everyone on a planet so aliens can have it. Sure, Frederica's not actually certain that's what happened to her home, but it rings true enough to leave a chill down her spine. A chill that no cryophoenix caused. And besides, Serori's terrifying. The PTO is a scary scary force, and the only real way to face that fear is to learn about it and overcome it.     Frederica is very used to her fears, and either overcoming or masking them. This one is no different. "Either being underestimated or overestimated could be useful, and if they actually show the truth, then we're no worse off than we would be against other foes." she claims, her voice steady and showing no sign of nerves. "Can you tell us what this scouter shows for us? So we can decide how to best make use of their mistake?" she asks. 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''     Staren frowns at the 'if you were paying attention at all Staren' -- did Raditz just sass him? That was uncalled for! He /did/ know that, actually! But he doesn't say anything. Yet. He forwns slightly, again, when economics and politics are dismissed as 'whatever' like they aren't important in fighting wars.     He tilts his head at the scanner. "Energy readings? What kind of energy does it read, exactly? Magic? No, for your world I guess it'd be ki?" 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:'''     Raditz nods, and tosses the scouter to Frederica, telling her, "The scouter doesn't distinguish one sort of energy from the next. It doesn't care if it's magic, bio-electric, or Ki, it will pick up on the current level and measure that. They will generally assume that the energy in question is Ki, a basic life force energy that everyone has, and assume that any number that's lower than theirs is probably no threat. Punish them for that mistake, and don't give them a chance to learn."     He then holds up a hand, and forms energy into it in the form of a ball, "Speaking of Ki, moving onto the next part, most of the PTO utlize their life energy, or Ki, in a manner that allows them to augment their physical abilities, making them tougher, stronger, faster, allows them to fly, and even weaponize it. How they weaponize the energy differs between soldier, so be on your guard."     He then points to the area around him, "And just so you have an idea of what to expect, if only a basic one, the safety mechanism of the Ring of Philosophy has been engaged so that you can feel this what kind of energy blast it will feel like and what kind of distructive level it has. It's not pretty. So brace yourselves, because you're going to feel it.... Now...." With that, the Saiyan grows that ball of energy even larger, and throws it into the cluster of attendees, aiming at Staren in particular. 

:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''     Frederica all but fumbles the scouter, having no particular athleticism and being somewhat distracted by the explanation. Ki is extremely similar to psi, and Frederica nods in understanding at Raditz' explanation, making the automatic translation to the familiar term. Rise, the ability to use psychic energy to enhance speed, strength, toughness, senses. Burst, the ability to weaponize psi. Frederica's terrible at the first, but exemplary at the second. It's quite likely a scouter will show her energy levels similar to that of an equivalent Saiyan, since the power is essentially similar in nature. If however it focusses entirely on Rise, on the physical aspect of enhancement, it'll see Frederica as a tiny and pathetic weakling until she starts calling upon her power.     She goes wide-eyed as Raditz fires up his ki. She's not tough, and not at all good at dodging. Instead she responds in the only way she knows. She fights fire with fire. It's a pretty good move, actually. Just like two Saiyan ki blasts hitting each other, her own 'ki' puts up a certain resistance to the energy of the blast. Not a perfect resistance by any means. The fan of flames, short and intense, is able to ward some of the damage. Able to turn the attack from an overwhelming direct hit into a merely moderate one. It still flings her backwards, sending her crashing hard to the floor, but at least she doesn't have virtual holes though her body. 

:'''{{#var:238|Beli Klum (238)}} has posed:'''     The moment Raditz begins to form an energy ball, Beli decides that she should probably be ready for something. Six black-feathered wings slide out from her back, and three black halos form behind her head as she makes her own preparation. It's just a matter of figuring out how best to avoid what comes.     Then it's thrown, and Beli quickly throws up her right hand in front of her. Of course she's not going to try and /stop/ it with her hand; no, that's saved for what comes from the blue flames that appear in her halos and the cyan sheen that comes over her feathers. The golden orb of Compassion is summoned around her, a sphere of yellow light that flares out just before the blast hits.     The result is that the shield is filled with thousands of cracks etched into its surface, and it seems as if it would simply shatter if hit with /anything/, but it's at least spared Beli the brunt of the attack. She winces slightly as she lets Compassion dissolve away, shaking out her hand a little. "...well. I do not think I will be doing that too often, if I can help it." 

:'''{{#var:19|Maya (19)}} has posed:''' Maya looks to Staren and gives him a nod, she also takes note of Frederica as well, she seems h glad to see a number of people taking things seriously. She knows planet pirates are no laughing matter at all. 5R "I am sorry a few place have called it such but you are right." She goes quiet as she now listens she looks at the scounter and nods a bit. Staren gets another look for a moment. "Can they pick up magic? Either way your right we can play off them thinking we're weak but that will only last so long." She also braces her self for the incoming blast as she tries to brace her self as the blast hit and she's was not expecting that. Maya relies on speed and magic with a bit of armour to deal with damage. She was caught off guard by this. It's flinks her bouncing across the floor as she's knocked off her feet. She'll be a moment before she's back on her feet. 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''      Staren eyes the growing energu ball. He takes a defensive stance when Raditz says they're going to feel it... and then when Raditz throws it he dodges instinctively... and he has a lot of tools for that! Jets in his shoes, the magic wings appearing on his back... he dashes out of the way, the blast possibly taking out his forcefield, and then in a smooth motion he turns and draws his magic staff at Raditz. "MASENKO!" He has to empty most of the robot's spirit battery to provide enough power for the energy blast. "What's your PROBLEM with me today, man?!" 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:'''     Raditz rapidly answers, "Magic, ki, it all sort of blends into one. Their scouters won't be able to pick up the difference... Maybe." He glances about, "Most importantly, don't rely on all my information as concrete, because the Multiverse is NOT a big fan of being consistent with me."     When Staren fires an energy blast back at him, Raditz growls and rapidly gathers energy into his body, enough for him to harden his body rapidly swing his hand out and smash his fist into it, and bats it out of the ring up into the air, where it explodes harmlessly.     "Staren, my Nephew is mobilizing his forces to capture worlds that aren't his, STARTING with Yunomi's. That move you just used is one of his, so I'd appreciate it if you get your head in the game, because these guys mean serious business, and will not hesitate to kill you. Got me?" 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''     Staren remains frowning at Raditz. Although the frown becomes surprise when Raditz reveals the Masenko is someone's signature move. "It is?!" The rest makes him frown again though. "My head /is/ in the game!" He steps forward with a bit of a stomp. "Why do you think I'm the one who tried to get the Union to accept immortality?" he sweeps his staff off to the side and clenches a fist with his free hand. "I /know/ the Multiverse is dangerous! Why do you think I don't?!" 

:'''{{#var:238|Beli Klum (238)}} has posed:'''     "ENOUGH."     Beli's voice can be very, very striking when she wants it to be. The normally-soft woman's tone turns firm and loud, the ringing of bells shifting to a deafening clamor and the dull rumble suddenly erupting like the volcano it mimics. She frowns between Raditz and Staren before clearing her throat and proceeding less loudly. "Raditz. Staren has been here a long time and is very aware of the dangers surrounding this organization and the threat they have posed to Yunomi's world. He is generally not someone that takes things lightly. In fact, he takes things /too/ seriously sometimes. So, please do not talk down to him or any of us right now. We know what the problem is."     She turns to Staren, then, folding her arms over her chest. "Staren. Please try to stay calm and do not berate the person who is making an honest attempt to teach us something important, something that will help a dear friend of ours. Please?"     The angel-demon sighs softly and turns back to Raditz, nodding for a moment. "Right, then. Where were we?" 

:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''     "On the ground." answers Frederica, propping herself partially upright. "Owww." she adds... 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:'''     Raditz is about ready to lose his cool when Beli does them all a favor and shuts it down before it has a chance to begin. He blinks for amoment, staring at Beli, before clearing his throat. "Right." He takes a breath. Remember, to not actually explode at your alies. Leaders don't do that.     He then reminds, "The safeties for the ring -are- on. I was going to throw that ball of energy regardless of who it was that got hit. The point of the demonstration, -Staren-, was to give you a clear idea the level of the devestation that can be had if kept unchecked."     It really was nothing personal. 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''     Staren collapses the staff and puts it away. He just nods slightly. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz scans the bunch of them, focusing only on Staren briefly. "Anyway. The PTO in also is geared up in standard issue body armor, made of plasteel plating. Lightweight but durable. Keep that in mind.. With that said, if you want to spar, drop me a message. Fighting them is basically fighting me, except maybe weirder. Some of them have mouth blast attacks." He shrugs, "Dismissed."     With that, he turns around and grumbles. "Swell, Raditz..." 

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A First Step (Raditz)

2014-07-25T22:02:36Z

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Raditz is glaring intently, and it's a glare that doesn't end. No, he's going to get results today from the little loyalty he has managed to attain. "Alright... Start walking." He orders, expecting it to be obeyed.

In turn, the toddler sitting there just stares back at him blankly, sitting on her butt without so much as a crawl in response to Raditz's order.

The Saiyan grumbles and facepalms, his voice letting out his frustration, "Come on, Gine, just get up on your feet and walk, it's not that difficult. I've gone over it at least a dozen times, why won't you do it?"

Gine keeps blinking at her father, proceeding instead to put a toy in her mouth and chew on it.

Raditz growls, "Dammit, Gine, -stand u--!!" His yell is promptly cut off by virtue of a suddenly boot smashing into the side of his head, sending him reeling over for a bit, and grabbing his head where he was kicked, "AUGH! What the hell, Merra?!"

The fiery haired Merra hmphs as she picks her baby up and holds her gently, "You were about to yell at your daughter. That's not how motivating people works."

Her husband just growls and picks himself up off the ground where he had been sitting the entire time, and mutters, "Well, no, but it gets the message accross." He rubs the side of his head, "I mean, you would thing being loud enough would get someone's attention."

Merra tilts her head, eying Raditz and saying, "Is this about the Union, Raditz?" She sighs and shakes her head, "You know that's not true, at least you -should-. The people of Earth responded better to you when you were calm and diplomatic. There's no reason the Union won't respond the same."

Raditz grumbles scratching the back of his head, "They're different. I fought beside them without any 'rank'. I was just there to help out and punch things when someone needed punching."

The wife sighs and runs her fingers through her red hair, replying, "You decided you wanted to make a difference when you went back and enlisted. You have to make that first step yourself by being the leader know you are, and the one THEY know you can be."

There's a few moments of quiet before Raditz nods, "I suppose... It's not exactly the easiest thing to do. I'm probably gonna explode in someone's face."

Merra smiles and says, "You won't... You're going to keep control of your temper and you're going to stop being needlessly antagonistic to your allies. Besides, you know that Matoi girl was wrong... 'Stockholme' Pfft. Please... I think I tried to assasinate you seven times in the first month alone, and you didn't so much as slap me in response."

Raditz rolls his eyes, "Well, yeah, you're squishy. Anyway, shows what I know... Stupid legal binding contracts... Sneaky devil woman."

Merra belts out a laugh, "OHOHOHOHO! My crowning moment of victory!" She walks away with little Gine in tow, "Now! Go off and do something with your Union Friends. Try a training session, you can manage that."

Raditz grumbles, "Yeah yeah... Witch..."

"Ohohoho!"

An Exercise in Futility (Raditz)

2014-07-18T07:55:44Z

Yarrik:

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|Synopsis=Seeking to find Saiyans in the Muliverse that might aid the Saiyan King, Raditz looks to King Kai in every Dragon Ball universe who will speak to him. He doesn't like what they have to say.
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The Capsule Corp patented Gravity Chamber that sat next to the house of the son of Bardock, and Raditz is not happy. One can tell because he has been exercising in there for three hours, and has got the gravity level pushing at 1000 times that of Earth. Right now he was at his handstand push-ups, gritting his teeth as he pushed himself to his three hundredth handstand.

Why was Raditz unhappy? Well, he has been quite busy for the last day or so, traversing the Multiverse into variant Dragon Ball Worlds, as they're categorized, trying to get in touch with the King Kai in each one (an exhausting effort in itself), and when he could get in touch, his conversation with them went something like this every time...

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King Kai 1: "King of the Saiyans, huh? That's definitely different from this Universe."

King Kai 2: "And you want to unite the Saiyans across the Multiverse..."

King Kai 3: "... Against the Planet Trade Organization?"

King Kai 4: "HAHAHAHA!! That's hilarious! Unite them against the PTO! That's funny!"

King Kai 5:"Oh wait, you're serious? Hmmm... This is kind of Disconcerting."

King Kai 6: "It's not that trying to ally the Saiyans agains the PTO isn't a noble goal..."

King Kai 7: "But even if the Saiyans in this Universe survived Frieza.."

King Kai 8: "And it's a miracle that they did here... But the problem is..."

King Kai 9: "There is no convincing them to change their path."

King Kai 10: "You know how they are, since you are one. They are ruthless, barbaric, arrogant..."

King Kai 11: "And worst of all, evil beyond rehabilitation..."

King Kai 12: "As it stands, your brother's kindness was an isolated incident..."

King Kai 13: "Not in this Universe though... But even so..."

King Kai 14: "SHUT UP, BOJACK!"

King Kai 15: "They're just as likely to make life hell for the rest of the Multiverse..." King Kai 16: "There is no changing them... Not in this universe."

King Kai 17: "And not likely in any other..."

King Kai 18: "I'm sorry that I couldn't be more helpful."

King Kai 19: "I'd wish you on your quest to change your people, Raditz, but I feel its an exercise in futility, Raditz..."

King Kai 20: "And you're the only one who cares about it."

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The capsule corp gravity chamber explodes, as Raditz roars in anger. Merra runs out of the house and goes wide eyed as she watches the Saiyan walk out of the inferno, having used his Super Saiyan transformation in the process. All he says as he passes her by is, "I'm going for a walk..."And with that, he flies off.

An Exercise in Futility (Raditz)

2014-07-18T07:53:50Z

Yarrik: Raditz has learned that Saiyans being assholes might be a Multiversal constant.

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The Capsule Corp patented Gravity Chamber that sat next to the house of the son of Bardock, and Raditz is not happy. One can tell because he has been exercising in there for three hours, and has got the gravity level pushing at 1000 times that of Earth. Right now he was at his handstand push-ups, gritting his teeth as he pushed himself to his three hundredth handstand.

Why was Raditz unhappy? Well, he has been quite busy for the last day or so, traversing the Multiverse into variant Dragon Ball Worlds, as they're categorized, trying to get in touch with the King Kai in each one (an exhausting effort in itself), and when he could get in touch, his conversation with them went something like this every time...

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King Kai 1: "King of the Saiyans, huh? That's definitely different from this Universe."
King Kai 2: "And you want to unite the Saiyans across the Multiverse..."
King Kai 3: "... Against the Planet Trade Organization?"
King Kai 4: "HAHAHAHA!! That's hilarious! Unite them against the PTO! That's funny!"
King Kai 5:"Oh wait, you're serious? Hmmm... This is kind of Disconcerting."
King Kai 6: "It's not that trying to ally the Saiyans agains the PTO isn't a noble goal..."
King Kai 7: "But even if the Saiyans in this Universe survived Frieza.."
King Kai 8: "And it's a miracle that they did here... But the problem is..."
King Kai 9: "There is no convincing them to change their path."
King Kai 10: "You know how they are, since you are one. They are ruthless, barbaric, arrogant..."
King Kai 11: "And worst of all, evil beyond rehabilitation..."
King Kai 12: "As it stands, your brother's kindness was an isolated incident..."
King Kai 13: "Not in this Universe though... But even so..."
King Kai 14: "SHUT UP, BOJACK!"
King Kai 15: "They're just as likely to make life hell for the rest of the Multiverse..." King Kai 16: "There is no changing them... Not in this universe."
King Kai 17: "And not likely in any other..."
King Kai 18: "I'm sorry that I couldn't be more helpful."
King Kai 19: "I'd wish you on your quest to change your people, Raditz, but I feel its an exercise in futility, Raditz..."
King Kai 20: "And you're the only one who cares about it."

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The capsule corp gravity chamber explodes, as Raditz roars in anger. Merra runs out of the house and goes wide eyed as she watches the Saiyan walk out of the inferno, having used his Super Saiyan transformation in the process. All he says as he passes her by is, "I'm going for a walk..."And with that, he flies off.

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:43:58Z

Yarrik:

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|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
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|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
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|Pose=Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
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|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose="Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:39:01Z

Yarrik:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2014/07/15
|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
They probably won't like what they learn.
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|Cast of Characters=Raditz, Twilight Sparkle, Staren
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=The white unicorn stallion is already on his way to the library when Raditz and Merra come in for a landing. How can he not see that? He starts to approach, but at the comment about having always loved horses, he hesitates, unsure if he risks being on the recieving end of a fawning. After thinking for a bit, he determines that if that /does/ happen, switching forms first will only defer it onto Twilight. So, over to them ge trots. "Hey, Raditz. Who's your friend?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose="Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:38:41Z

Yarrik:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2014/07/15
|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
They probably won't like what they learn.
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=Raditz, Twilight Sparkle
|Tinyplot=
|pretty=
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{{Poses
|Poses=
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=The white unicorn stallion is already on his way to the library when Raditz and Merra come in for a landing. How can he not see that? He starts to approach, but at the comment about having always loved horses, he hesitates, unsure if he risks being on the recieving end of a fawning. After thinking for a bit, he determines that if that /does/ happen, switching forms first will only defer it onto Twilight. So, over to them ge trots. "Hey, Raditz. Who's your friend?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose="Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:38:26Z

Yarrik:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2014/07/15
|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
They probably won't like what they learn.
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=Raditz Twilight Sparkle
|Tinyplot=
|pretty=
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=The white unicorn stallion is already on his way to the library when Raditz and Merra come in for a landing. How can he not see that? He starts to approach, but at the comment about having always loved horses, he hesitates, unsure if he risks being on the recieving end of a fawning. After thinking for a bit, he determines that if that /does/ happen, switching forms first will only defer it onto Twilight. So, over to them ge trots. "Hey, Raditz. Who's your friend?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose="Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:37:27Z

Yarrik:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2014/07/15
|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
They probably won't like what they learn.
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=Raditz, Twilight Sparkle, Staren
|Tinyplot=
|pretty=
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=The white unicorn stallion is already on his way to the library when Raditz and Merra come in for a landing. How can he not see that? He starts to approach, but at the comment about having always loved horses, he hesitates, unsure if he risks being on the recieving end of a fawning. After thinking for a bit, he determines that if that /does/ happen, switching forms first will only defer it onto Twilight. So, over to them ge trots. "Hey, Raditz. Who's your friend?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose="Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose="Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose=Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose=Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose=Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

A Brief History of the Saiyan Race

2014-07-17T03:31:42Z

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|Date of Scene=2014/07/15
|Location=Books and Branches Library, Ponyville
|Synopsis=Raditz gives a brief history lesson to Staren and Twilight.
They probably won't like what they learn.
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=Raditz, Twilight Sparkle, Staren
|Tinyplot=
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= For the first time in probably a while, Raditz drops down from the sky in his non-pony form into Ponyville, within walking distance of the library, and for once he's not alone. Flying at his side is a woman in an oriental casual attire, with red fiery hair was Merra. That would be Raditz's wife, and in her arms shee's carrying a bundle.

"You didn't have to come along, you know." Raditz mutters, an eyebrow twitching. Merra cheerfuly replies, "Oh, Raditz, how could I miss this? I've always loved horses as a child, and you did promise..." Raditz just grrs a little.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= The white unicorn stallion is already on his way to the library when Raditz and Merra come in for a landing. How can he not see that? He starts to approach, but at the comment about having always loved horses, he hesitates, unsure if he risks being on the recieving end of a fawning. After thinking for a bit, he determines that if that /does/ happen, switching forms first will only defer it onto Twilight. So, over to them ge trots. "Hey, Raditz. Who's your friend?"
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= Guests! Late at night! This is becoming a regular thing for Twilight. Which doesn't actually inconvenience her too much. She often stays up pretty late anyway. She is busy in the kitchen, using her magic to prepare a multitude of snacks and drinks for her incoming guests. Knowing she has possibly two saiyans on the way, she makes a veritable mountain of cucumber and carrot sandwiches, along with a couple of gallons of mixed fruit juices.

Then, then gets them all set up in the living room on the coffee table in front of her comfy couch. After that, she clops cheerfully to her front door and opens it, checking to see if Staren and Raditz are nearby. And they are! So, Twilight trots out to meet them. "Hello Raditz! Hello Staren! Hello...ah, forgive me, I don't think we've met." That last part is directed to Merra of course. Then, Twilight's eyes widen. "Is...is that a human foal? Er..ah, baby?" she asks with barely contained excitement. It's so cute, after all, with those tiny fingers and giant eyes and other things that make babies cute.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= Raditz blinks a little as he hears the voice, before recognizing the pony formed Staren, "Hey Staren... I'll do introductions in a bit, let's just get inside..." He doesn't want to draw too much attention, and though his presence is already kind of welcome in Ponyville, the additional human might bring curiousity that Raditz isn't ready for.

Of course, going inside is interrupted by Twilight coming on out, "Oh... I guess I'm doing introductions right now then..." Merra shoots Raditz a mischievous smile, and says, "It's fine, I'll introduce myself, Raditz..." She steps forward and hefts up the bundle, which does in fact contain a auburn haired child, "I'm Merra, wife to 'The King of All Saiyans'." Raditz grumbles at the way Merra intones that, before the woman continues, "And this is Gine, and she's technically only half human." She olds the baby to show but not be too shakey. Little Gine just sort of stares at the colorful ponies, before giggling.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Only after walking up does Staren get a clear look at the baby. He looks slightly surprised. Simply, he does not /encounter/ babies. So he's not sure how he should act around them. He spends a long moment staring off into space, analyzing the value of babies in general, before some other part of him says hey, dude, you don't need to think about all that right now: This is an ally's wife and kid. Don't be concerned with your interactions with the baby -- be concerned with your interaction with the parents. So he unfreezes and trots the rest of the way up to them. "I didn't know you had a kid. Congratulations! And a wife. Double congratulations! To both of you! I'm Staren, of the Free City of Lazlo. Nice to meet you." He raises a hoof as if for a handshake.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= Twilight giggles when the baby does, then smiles brightly. "Please, come inside!" Twilight says, then turns toward the library and starts walking. "Oh! I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way. It's so nice to meet you, Merra!" she says, then giggles again and looks toward Gine. "And you too, widdle Gine." she says in baby talk before she opens the door and heads on inside.
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|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= Raditz just kind of sigh with his forehead planted to the palm of his hand, "Thanks, Staren... Yeah, let's just... Go in..." He grumbles and turns to just walk through, before knocking his head right into the top of the doorframe, "Augh! Gee, I forgot that your house is much shorter than it looks." Rubbing his head before stooping on inside.

Merra in the meantime shakes Staren's hoof and nods to Twilight, smiling, "Nice to meet both of you, and thank you, Staren." She follows Raditz inside, laughing softly when she watches him smack his head into the doorway, and carefully walks in without hitting her head herself.

Once inside, Raditz sighs and drops onto the couch, not even waiting to be offered as he grabs a handful of sandwhiches and stuffs them into his mouth. Merra sits beside him and sets little Gine down in her lap, the child's tail flicking about as she just looks around the whole new world of things, as she says, "So, Raditz said he's here to give a history lessen about Saiyans, mm? Good for him." Raditz just grumbles in the meantime.
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|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Staren smiles to Merra, then walks in after them. He closes the door if Twilight doesn't get it first. "Yeah. So, you just came to see the ponies?"
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= Twilight takes a seat on a nearby bean-bag and smiles. "I am looking forward to the history lesson. There was some information in the Union databanks, but I doubt it was comprehensive, and even if it was it didn't extend past the saiyan's induction into the Planetary Trade Organization." she says. She looks to Merra. "You are welcome to the sandwiches and fruit juice, and I may have some milk around if Gine is hungry." Twilight says cheerfully.

As Gine's tail flicks about, there is a flapping of wings, then... 'who?' A large owl lands on the arm of the couch, his eyes kind and his posture polished. "Oh! Owlowiscious. So nice of you to join us!" Twilight says. 'who?' the owl says again before looking curiously at the baby saiyan/human.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= Gine goes wide eyed as she sees the owl, just staring. The world is just bright and amazing and oooo. Oooo said the owl, and Gine just reaches for the owl, all too giddy and happy at life.

In the meantime, Merra giggles and gently holds her child still, as she replies to Twilight, "Thank you, but I did come prepared." She pats a bag that she had set down earlier. To Staren she laughs and sighs, "Well, I had to see for myself this world of talking ponies. It's so friendly here."

If nobody is paying attention, that mountain of sandwhiches drops by about a third on account of Raditz's appetite, his mouth still stuffed with them, before he gulps it down, and sits back. "Well, Saiyan history is kind of a... uh... History thing..." He scratches the back of his head, "A lot of what I know about our homeworld I learned from my mother, at least so far as I remember. Saiyan families weren't exactly... Close."
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Staren looks at Owlowliscious with a hint of a smile, but somehow it doesn't feel like the time to indulge in the usual joke. He wonders if the owl is smart enough to understand and care about the joke, anyway. Staren stops briefly to give Gine a curious look as he passes the couple. "Another half-breed, huh..." he flicks his ears and tail in thought, then moves on. He telekinetically pours a few cups of punch, offering two to Raditz and Merra and setting a third on the floor near one of the beanbags. He lays down on it, rather than sitting up, and smiles to Merra. "It /is/ quite friendly. That's what led us to this discussion, actually..." And then he TKs his cup to himself to sip while he listens to Raditz.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= "Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Twilight says when Raditz says his family wasn't close. She doesn't seem to mind that the pile of sandwiches is disappearing. That is what she made it for, after all. Then, Merra speaks up, making Twilight smile. "We are trying to keep it friendly here despite all the influences from outside of Equestria. And, hopefully, to help other worlds gain our level of peace." she says to Merra.

Owlowiscious tilts his head when Gine reaches toward him, then flaps his wings and lands on Merra's shoulder. He looks at Merra, then down at Gine. "Who?" If Owlowiscious is smart enough to understand the game, he is apparently also smart enough to not give away that he knows.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= The pile of sandwhiches just sort of gradually becomes less and less, as Raditz shakes his head, "Eh, don't worry about it. It's just kind of what happened. My parents seemed closer to each other than most Saiyans and their mates, which was apparently kind of rare." He scratches his head a touch. "Regardless of that, Saiyans have always been fighters for the most part. Granted, some took on more support roles like my Mother. She helped keep the Saiyans fed, which as you know is pretty awesome."

"Hooooo..." Is the response from Gine to Owlowiscious. She doesn't understand words, so that really doesn't count as first word as much as a sound immitation, as she follows it up by babbling!"

Raditz watches briefly, before clearing his throat, "Anyway... Yeah, we fought. Even before the Planet Trade Organization, Saiyans back then just fought each other, and whoever happened to show up. But Mostly each other. The only reason the Saiyans worked for the PTO is because it gave us a chance to fight other someone else." He pauses before grinning slightly, "It was fun." Before his smile fades away again.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Staren sets down his cup, swallows, listens. Takes a deep breath. "Why did you fight? Was it to gain something? To protect something? Or are you... do you truly value fighting itself?" He wonders.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= "Or," Twilight says, "...was combat ingrained in you? Is it simply a compulsion that just seems natural for your species?" She wants to know why they fight, just like Staren does.

Owlowiscious smiles when Gine hoos back. How does a bird smile, you ask? Well, he smiles with his eyes, mostly. Even if his beak doesn't form a smile, his smile is obvious in his eyes. "Hooo?" the owl says back, then spreads a wing out before looking at Gine again.

Staren flashes a brief look of 'So we were thinking the same thing' to Twilight. The word he had been about to say before he stopped himself was 'programmed'. He looks back to Raditz.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= "Hoooo!" A few more giggles from Gine, before Merra takes this moment to pull the child into her lap, and tells Owlowiscious, "Gine, that's who." After which, she glances over at Raditz, watching his expressions.

Raditz listens to the questions from Twilight and Staren, and doesn't even change his expression, simply responding, "I didn't stutter, guys. We fought because it was fun. We went to other planets to fight people, because it was fun. We let them have an advantage in the fight, for fun. We destroyed -worlds-. And we had fun doing it."
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Staren hmms. "Interesting." He tries to remember the explanation he gave Cameron earlier, of the nature of 'fun'. "I see. Fun is... fairly complex, but I suppose you're not really interested in breaking down why it was fun. Perhaps it doesn't really matter."
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= Twilight's ears lie back when Raditz clarifies what he meant. "So...you did it...simply because it was fun..." she says, almost disbelieving the statement. "There was no reason...beyond fun..." Twilight seems deflated by this revelation. She sinks down into her bean bag and sighs. "If there are races that would destroy worlds...simply because it is fun..."

Owlowiscious looks over at Twilight, then flies over to land in front of her. "Hooo.." he says sympathetically, then noses at Twilight, who reaches up to rub at Owlowiscious's head with her hoof.
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= Raditz himself goes quiet for a few moments, before saying in a solemn, "Staren, it took me a very, -very- long time to be 'saved', that was an almost fifty, or sixty year process, and about twenty of those years were spent dead, in hell, for trying to kill my brother and wipe out Earth, and I only even succeeded in the first part. I should not be alive right now. I still enjoy fighting, but at least now I've given myself a purpose."

Raditz sits back and sighs, "If anyone was the nice Saiyan, it would be my brother, Kakarot... Goku. I'm just doing what I can to make up for the things I've done... I don't even know who I was trying to kid with that news announcement. Nobody's going to turn against the PTO. It's just a giant bluff that everyone is probably calling."
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Twilight looks over as Staren speaks up. She smiles lightly at Staren's determination, then nods. Then, Raditz speaks up again and Twilight sighs softly. "But...it is possible. To change even a saiyan. The problem is...can we change an entire world? We can reach individuals, I have no doubt, but I was hoping for a way to make large amounts of people see that fighting to kill is not a good solution." she says. She is quiet a few moments before she speaks again. "I think your announcement was a good thing, Raditz. But, you have to stick to it. We have to keep them from doing whatever they want with other people's worlds. Like Yunomi's."
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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Twilight Sparkle
|Pose= Staren takes another deep breath. "Fifty or sixty years, huh? I guess we'll have to learn how to play the long game if we're gonna be immortal." He stands up and stretches. "Hey. Don't sound so hopeless. Maybe it'll take another fifty or sixty years. Maybe it'll take a hundred or more. But... a way can be found, right?" He stares into space for a moment, having finally found what Raditz was talking about. He whistles. "Wow, the Union's officially been called in? Then we can do this. The might of a superfaction... well... I'm not saying it's a magical cure-all, but it's an army of doctors way bigger than any PTO!" Staren blinks. "Mixed my metaphors there. At any rate... even if the Confederacy backs the PTO and drags things out... the Saiyans being on /this/ side will give them a chance to be more than a villain's pets. They'll be heroes. That's what you set out to accomplish, right?" He raises a hoof in a mirror of a palm-up hand gesture.

And then he hangs his head slightly. "Yunomi..." He collapses back onto the bean bag, eyes closed. Then sighs.

Staren all cheerful, and then the wind goes completely out of his sails at the mention of Yunomi. It's rather dramatic.

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{{Single Pose
|Poser=Raditz
|Pose= Raditz grumbles and shakes his head, "Frieza was pretty thorough when he destroyed our homeworld. One shot, and every saiyan on Planet Vegeta was gone, and only a handful of survivors happened to be off planet at the time. You're not gonna find more from my universe, and the variant worlds are gonna be hit and miss. For all we know, nobody was even listening to my message."

He grumbles, "I'm not gonna bother telling you the rest of our history in detail. Planet Vegeta wasn't even really our true homeworld. We just moved in a few hundred years before, and after a while we decided to take over. The natives, the Tuffles... Well, you can guess what happened to them... As you can tell, Friendship isn't magic over where I'm from."

Raditz goes quiet and stands up, "We should go. Sorry that the history lecture wasn't what you expected to hear. Thanks for the food." With that, he nods to Merra, "Come on..." With that, he walks out without really waiting on his wife, perhaps more upset than he's letting on.

Merra nod to Raditz and stands up, "Thank you for having us, Twilight Sparkle. It was really nice to meet you both." Gine just sort of yawns sleepily in Merra's arms, as the woman says, "Raditz really is a better man than he thinks... Take care." With that, she turns and follows Raditz out.

The platter of sandwiches, in the mean time, is empty.
}}
{{Single Pose
|Poser=Staren
|Pose= Staren's not sure how to reply, and then they're leaving. He looks up long enough to say, "Nice to meet you too..." to Merra. He downs the rest of his punch, then brings the cups to the kitchen. "I... suddenly feel very tired. I think I'll... turn in for the night. Goodnight, Twilight." He heads up to the spare bed.
}}

We All Float Down Here

2014-07-15T22:09:00Z

Yarrik:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2014/07/14
|Location=Divided Equestria
|Synopsis=The Cult of Laughter has been skulking around the underbelly of Star Harbor and Twilight needs them ousted. But to do so means delving into the depths of things that should not be...
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=42, 44, 108, 239, 470, 475
|Tinyplot=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' The port city of Star Harbor is exactly what one would expect of a city by the sea with the name 'harbor' in it. It has boats; a lot of them, and that makes it a pretty active zone for trade of goods incoming and outgoing from terriroties firmly held by House Moon and Star means that this is right on Twilight Sparkle's doorstep. In fact, Twilight with her resources and Inquisitors would already know about this, but someone else seems to have intercepted some pretty sketchy messages. His name's Gum Shoe, by the way. Though the beleagured and overworked Manehattan detective is stationed further south, and this isn't even his beat; with the factional change in hands now putting Rarity at the head of things in Manehattan, it's still something the gritty old detective wants to see through to the end. That might be why he's reached out to the Syndicate again to get someone to check out these... Reports... The truth is, there's oddly a lot more smiling in Star Harbor than normal. Not that the place was down in the dumps, but there is a noticeable presence of brightly dressed, clown-like figures flitting about by night. How creepy. Reports that put them as seen entering the sewers from one specific manhole on the corner of Posey Avenue and Glory Street. 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' It is typical for Twilight to take some action when the Cult of Laughter is involved. It is unusual for her to show up in person, with some strangers. Still, she has a number of marching, armored unicorn guards, trooping along and breaking off in pairs to take care of pacifying the citizens. This actually isn't as bad as it could sound, as it mostly consists of 'move along' and the like, keeping the area clear for everyone to come in. Hopefully it also minimizes any alert given, by keeping the lookouts if any from signalling. Twilight is of course finding herself at the manhole now, wearing her jaunty hat and robes, in human form. The arrival of those who aren't Confederate does not necessarily concern her... yet. 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' A strange pony-woman is here. A unicorn, by the look of her... one with long, flowing black hair and a dark gown, her ears and tail equally black, but her skin pale as snow. She's lithe and slender, almost unusually so, but still looks like any other unicorn girl would in human form. She's also standing near enough to Twilight to be someone that Twilight must know, right? One would assume. 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' Star Harbor. Alas, Staren only gets a few brief looks of various places in the city before he arrives. "How did smiles become harbingers...?" he wonders. The reason he gets only a few brief looks is, between going to a /sewer/ and expecting a possible fight, he's wearing his powered combat armor. He doesn't want to be seen with it in a populated area, so he's arriving at the designated location by teleportation. His combat armor looks the same as in his WMAT match with Alicia -- similar in style to Reploid armor, but a bit bulkier since it's worn rather than built in. Curved plating, consisting of white helmet, breastplate, gauntlets, codpiece, and tall boots, with slightly thinner, sea-green armor on the upper arms, upper legs, and belly to allow mobility. Five small crystal discs on the front of the chestplate serve as forcefield emitters, and a noticeable but not quite bulky enough to interfere with movement 'backpack' unit holds the armor's power source and has clips that hold some kind of scoped rifle. A pistol and a slim cylindrical device are holstered in clips on the side of the armor. The helmet has a transparent, pale blue visor. Pointed protrusions in the helmet allow room for his ears, and his tail is covered in armored segments. And of course, hanging at Staren's side is his trusty messenger bag of holding -- for combat, it's inside an armored cover and secured to his side by clips on the armor. Unnoticeably, it's also encased in a sealed smart material bag inside the armored cover. It wouldn't do to get his extradimensional space full of sewage! Friends get nods of greeting. Mojo gets a "What are /you/ doing here?". And Twilight... once Staren sees her face, he gasps. He looks like... he's not sure /what/ to think of her. "...So you're investigating this personally, then? Do you know something we don't?" His cold, weirded-out expression softens shortly though. "Err, I mean... we finally meet. I'm Staren. Pleased to meet you, Archmagister." He extends a hand to shake. 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' One of Polite Words' quirks are going to come back to haunt her as she approaches where Twilight is standing, the Sidereal moving through the crowd without really seeming to draw any attention, certainly not smiling but not looking terribly stern or forbidding or anything. She's not even a known confederate, exactly, so she won't spoil Twilight's cover in that area! Still, as she looks at the manhole, she's starting to really wish she'd worn shoes. She's in a moderately tattered skirt which is in perfectly fine shape from the knees up, along with a suit jacket. "You called for help?" She'll ask Twilight, her red-speckled eyes shooting a quick glance at the unrecognized Staren. 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' This is the first time the Simian Supreme has visited a world of ponies... No, this is a lie, he's been to the other Equestria in order to 'Steal' five crates of apples. This time around he's on a more businessy trip. Since the local populace is more humanoid here, Mojo Jojo doesn't have to deal with the stigma of not appearing to be equine, but there's still that Monkey thing though. He settles that issue by simply wearing a trenchcoat and a fedora over his head. Or is it a Trilby? Still, Mojo Jojo is following not far behind Twilight, and when Staren SOMEHOW recognises him in his CUNNING DISGUISE (tm), Mojo just shrugs. "Scientific support." That's all. 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' With the citizens nudged away from the scene by unicorn guards and the exploration party gathered to investigate the sewers below and their purported laughing contents. All it takes is sliding the manhole aside with some telekinesis, and climbing down the ladder. But already something is wrong. There's a shuffling skutter of something much larger than a rat off in the distance down the tunnel to the north and it slides around the corner as fast as can be, when people start descending. In fact, the first person down is potentially in for a shock. One of the ladder steps is rigged to fall out on the slightest touch and fall to the floor and be loud. This may be a moot point entirely if Polite Words simply catches it, or even spots the trip for what it is and avoids it. A trip, not a trap. Because that's all it is. Needless to say the sewers under the city are lit by grungy lighting and the smell is pretty rank, and the tunnel goes off in two directions; north and south. 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' The Sidereal is careful as she steps down the ladder, testing as she goes, which doesn't stop her from tripping the trip, exactly. What it does do, though, is leave her in a position to wildly swing her feet together, hanging by just her hands from the ladder, slamming into it and making a fair bit of noise in her attempt to stop from making noise. "Oh.. Ah. Little help?" She asks as she dangles down, looking up at the others who are presumably following her down into the sewer. Avoidance Kata would have been so much easier, she realizes as she hangs there. Maybe next time. 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Sigh. Awkardly, Twilight takes Staren's hand, though she's eying him warily as well. "What? Why are you staring at me like that?" She shakes her head, "I don't often investigate these personally, but with the increased activity I thought to take a look myself. After preparing guards." She glances at Mojo, then reassures, "I asked him as well. His quirks aside, he has a brilliant mind, does he not?" She will be careful in climbing down, though, and give herself a moment of pause to telekinetically lift Polite up and set her down lower on. "Watch your step." 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' Staren blinks at Mojo. Scientific support? Huh. He tilts his head to the side at Twilight's question. "You really don't know yet? I mean... The other you created a spell to turn into a human... and the /other/ other you was human with purple skin and a horn, so..." he shrugs a little. Then he looks at Mojo. Mojo, a brilliant mind? Man, the other day he almost made an interuniversal incident out of /grocery shopping/ when he showed up in his own giant robot-- His own giant robot. Staren's eyes widen slightly... and then he turns to watch the Sidereal descend. "You okay?" Twilight's got it, though. Staren activates his armor's internal air supply so he doesn't have to deal with the smell, and climbs down, careful of the broken step. He pauses, briefly, to check if it looks like it broke from wear or was intentionally sabotaged. 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' Winnowill - or 'Black Snake' as she briefly introduces herself as - will wait until everyone is down, or nearly so, before descending with a delicate and careful step downward. She sighs faintly, "I was hoping for something less... smelly, but I suppose I can just enjoy a long and luxurious bath after this." 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' Mojo Jojo can't help but smirk as he recognizes the baffled look on Staren's face. It was either the dawning realization that he actually BUILDS his own robots and was smarter than one thought, or sheer bafflement that he'd go about in said giant robots to do mundane things. Possibly both? There was something to be enjoyed from that. Mojo steps over the 'trip' thing, and comments, "So this 'Cult of Laughter'...? Seems to be an odd thing surround your belief around... Then again the Joker exists, and that whacko loves making a joke out of everything..." 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' With the ladder step making a big racket and SPLOOSH, it looks like whoever's hiding out in the sewers knows someone is going to be coming for them. In fact as soon as the group gets moving... Something else seems to be set in motion as well... Something large. In fact large enough to make dust fall from the ceiling as a much louder skittering and scrape on stone makes the floor, walls, and ceiling- and no doubt the city above shake. But whatever it is is, thankfully behind thick stone walling, right? If that's not enough to set people on edge, there's a sudden CLICK. One of the floor tiles just slid down, absolutely BATHING Polite Words and Mojo Jojo in a different kind of dust. Dropped from a bucket on a rafter above a whole hell of a lot falls and it's sparkly and glittery and it is probably EXTREMELY UNPLEASANT. Because it's sneezing powder mixed with itching powder. Now this is where things get tough because as the group progresses, it's only natural that a sewer system spanning a whole city would get labyrinthine, and the paths spread in three more directions, presenting a conundrum in which way to go. Thankfully there are once again only two choices, north and west now, as the eastern path is gated off by rusted bars. Probably a good thing considering how as the group hits the juncute, whatever was making the tunnels quake... Is right there. A gigantic pair of red eyes open up in the darkness beyond. And then so does its mouth, splitting into a leer of fanged teeth as big as swords, glinting yellow in the light, and the thing takes up the whole path. But it doesn't stick around. Curling back on itself like some kind of monstrous smiling insect it turns right around and rumbles away with a low "HEH HEH HEH HEH..." 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' Polite Words is honestly having a bad day at this point, given that she is barefoot in a sewer while covered in sneezing and itching powder and also somewhat lost. She'll try to wipe some of it off, but realistically, that's really not going to be happening and so she's simply going to be miserable for a while. Given that on her GOOD days she's somewhat prone to shooting at people, it's probably not really a surprise that the moment she sees all those teeth and the intimidating stance that she's going for one of her pistols. Luckily for the insectile monster, the Sidereal catches more of the dust that is now stuck to her clothing, sneezing and so being delayed in trying to shoot long enough for it to start to flee. That may also be lucky for everyone else, since shooting wildly may not be helpful. 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' Fortunately for Mojo Jojo, he's wearing a hat and trenchcoat as a CUNNING DISGUISE! So a lot of the sneetching power... or is it Izing powder? It doesn't quite cover him entirely, though it definitely gets in on his face and the back of his neck a little. There's a bit of coughing to start with, as he growls, "Curses! Someone set up a tr--Traaa---AAAACHOO!" So begins his sneezing! "Wha-aaaachoo!" As his hand reflexively goes to itch at his face. "What is this... Itch---ACHOO! Itching powder!?" He blinks when the monster in the sewer shows up, and growls, taking this moment to throw his CUNNING DISGUISE away, revealing his SUPER VILLAIN uniform, which is not so covered in dust, pullng out a laser rifle of his own, and pointing... While scratching and sneezing! 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Twilight actually winces, some of her cold exterior /briefly/ cracking at the trap triggered. Well, at least that's something she can /try/ to do something about. Whatever powder fell on the two, she concentrates with a glow of her horn, purple light surrounding the two. "Hold still one moment." She's going to attempt to transmute it into something more harmless, like glitter or regular dust. Annoying, but it should make it faster to stop the itching and sneezing if it workds. Unfortunately she can't reverse what's already started. Well, maybe she could, but that might not be a good idea to try. The red eyes and fanged teeth are of more immediate concern, but Twilight hisses angrily, "A Grinning Worm? HERE? That means we're close, there's definitely Cult activity here." She waves dismissively at the attempts to shoot it, though. "Killing it here would just cause a blockage. Better to trace it back to its master." 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' Through the sewers they go. Trudge trudge. Staren doesn't have to deal with smell, and his enhanced strength helps him trudge through the water if need be. Sometimes, it's great to have 25th-century adventuring gear. At the CLICK Staren looks around warily and then Mojo gets dusted. "What is it? A bioweapon?" He edges back. "...Itching powder? Really? What is /with/ these clowns?" At the rusted grate, he stops and actually checks if it's firmly in place, since if it's removable man would that be an easy way to hide your secret entrance. And then... quaking, and... EYES. Staren raises his right hand to aim at it... but it curls and crawls away. "What the hell was /that/?!" He looks to Twilight for explanation, because of course /she'll/ know. And she does! He nods at the advice, and starts chasing after it! 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' Black Snake will do NOTHING for those doused in powder unless they ask! She's just not that kind of person. Instead she will let Twilight handle that and all of her attention will be on the Grinning Worm. "What LOVELY beasts you have in your sewers, Archmagister!" She says this without a hint of sarcasm, a smile of delight on her lips. "I really must find one of those for my own..." She lifts up her skirts and starts picking her way down the hallway more delicately than Staren, at least. 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' It's not long after the worm slides into the blackness that the rumbling stops, which says it either cleared a lot of ground fast, or found some place to nest. Nevertheless, once the powder situation is handled all that's left is to press on. Though the worm went to the east and following it is possible if anyone has the means to handle the grating, there's something else in the tunnels. It's distant... Echoing. Hard to place at first but... Singing. To Twilight and Staren the voice might be familiar. A voice heard long ago in Ponyville. Sweet and melodic, singing gently. But the song is pained and melancholic as it filters softly over the burbling flow of sewage. o/` ~ "When you're rife with devastation, there's a simple explanation: You're a toymaker's creation ... Trapped inside a crystal ball... And whichever way he tilts it, know that we must be resilient, we won't let them break our spirits, as we sing this silly song." ~ o/` 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' Grating? No problem. Although: "...How did that massive worm /possibly/ squeeze through these bars?" Still, between beam sabers and power armor that gives him strongman-level strength, the bars are dealt with. And then... "That's! That's..." He blinks. "Why does it sound familiar...?" 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' At least there's some assistance getting the powders to be less impactful; Polite won't complain too much about that, though she's all kinds of ready to kill someone over her evening thus far. She'll allow Staren to take the lead, though, just about tired of walking into the traps. She is not likely to recognize the voice, doesn't seem to recognize it, and listening to the song, well... "...I don't suppose anyone can pin down quite where that's coming from?" She asks, quietly, of those of both factions nearby. 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Twilight flicks an ear at the singing, then answers absently, "The Grinning Worm is an extradimensional creature. They've been known to slide into Astral Space... which means it's unlikely to be a good time to use that to explore, if anyone was thinking of it. Probably long gone by now, Staren." She stops to listen a little more. "That singing... it isn't just you. That is not Pinkie Pie, but I recognize it. Where have I heard that...? Someone pinpoint that. Black Snake, what do you think?" 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' Mojo growls as he itches his neck some, having difficulty aiming his laser rifle at the Worm, and mutters, "Great, guess we can't destroy the worm and be done with that.... ACHOO!" At least the Powder removal on Twilight's part is something he appreciates, "Thank you, Magister... That was... ACHOO!" SNiif... "Getting annoying..." Mojo takes a moment to glare at Staren's obtuse question of, "It's also a worm. Squishy body? Pretty sure even if it didn't slide into another dimension, it could just squeeze through easy." Press on Mojo does, along with the rest, keeping his rifle handy, considering his options for its settings, when he hears the distant sound, "Is that... Is that singing? Who would be singing all the way down here?" He does eye Twilight's explaination, "Well, if this is the cause of all your problems, let's be done with it then..." 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' It's true that Black Snake is still listening. She too is trying to pinpoint it... but she also adds a brief telepathic 'ping' to feel out any telepathic presences... or astral ones. Actually, if she senses anything astral she's going to just try to seize the spirit and interrogate it, but for now she's just attempting that telepathic radar. It isn't a Black Sending, just a feeler. "I suspect you may be getting more visitations from the dead, Archmagister," she adds. 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' Black Snake locates the source of the singing, and with the Grinning Worm pointedly Somewhere Else, that seems to be the path to choose. All it takes is a hop to the other side of the sewage canal and a trip down that way. As the party approaches, the voice grows louder thanks to the growing proximity, and thankfully aside. And it's a relatively safe trip until there's a snap. This time it is a trap. An honest to god, merciless, violent, bloody trap that will aim to kill. It's a heavy bar suspended from chains, COVERED in bloody and rusted spikes, and it swings down on course for Staren and Black Snake! Once that's out of the way though, the path opens up into a wider chamber, free of the sewage smell and flowing sludge. More hospitable and liveable, aside from the fact that it was made from a segment of the city's old catacombs where they were used to connect into the sewer systems. There are people here. A slew of them. Eight or nine perhaps. All dressed in bright clown colors, wearing masks of bronze. Pinkamena Diane Pie is here, the white-masked assassin is laid back on a seat, two smaller far younger masked jesters in her arms. It looks like the group came upon the murderous clown singing the twins to sleep. o/` ~ "When I was a little filly, a frolicking flood overtook my city. So they shipped me off to the orphanage. Said, 'ditch those roots if you wanna fit in'. So I dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals. Memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured, but I still, know the words to this song..." ~ o/` But she stops, voice returning to the assassin's normal, low, whispering, creak. She has a knife in her hand, and from the way she eyes the entryway while twirling it in her fingers, she knew the group was coming. "Wow you all make a lot of noise. I just finally got the twins to sleep too. Do we have to wake them up?" 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' The 'unicorn' known as Black Snake looks alarmed and startled as that bar swings RIGHT TOWARD HER! Arms come up just a little too late, and with a wet, cracking THUD the bar slams into her, sending her tumbling into the filthy water with horrid tears on her gown and through her arms and chest, blood coughing up from her mouth! Sputtering, she pushes herself up in obvious pain, with an angry glare... then taking a deep, rattling breath as a faint glow surrounds her chest and arms, the flesh knitting back together, bent and broken fingers snapping back into place to leave her bloodied, but perfectly capable of moving on. "Unfriendly sorts despite their smiles, hmm~?" 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' A TRAP! Staren hears a snap and looks around, and this time the spiked bar swings RIGHT into him! "Oof!" he stumbles back, armor scratched and maybe dented some if an auric being set that trap. His environment suit and his battle armor are one and the same and Staren is /glad/ for that. Black Snake's not so lucky, though! "Shit! Are you alright? Your wounds are gonna get infected! Hang on, we need antibiotic and healing spells... Twilight, do you know any healing spells?" But then: "The assassin! What do you want?! Why did you kill those ponies?!" Subconsciously, Staren stands a bit ahead of Twilight, and when he gestures as he speaks, he ends with holding an arm out in front of her protectively. 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' This time around Mojo Jojo has the good sense and awareness to DIVE to the ground when the swinging bar trap, and grumbles a bit as he watches it fly by, cringing when it hits Black Snake and Staren, only to comment, "Ow... Seriously, that looked painful. You sure you don't need help?" Without waiting for a confirmation, he reaches to his belt and pulls a healing spray from it and tossing it to Black Snake, "Here, spray yourself with that. It'll at least disinefect the wound." When they get to the room full of the cult, he is ready to raise up his rifle, "Alright, Magister, I've got stun settings and not stun settings. Which would you prefer?" 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Staren asks Twilight about healing spells, but the unicorn just adjusts her hat. "I do not think Black Snake needs any such spells from me. As you can see, she is already healing. She is probably better at that than I am." 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' Polite Words is made quite happy to not be so close to the front anymore by not having gotten hit by the trap. This has improved her day a bit, especially given that this one looks a lot worse than the previous ones. When she gets into the room with the clowns, she's going to POINT accusingly in the direction of the assassin. This is more of a threat than it would actually imply, given that she hasn't picked up any of her actual guns. "You. I think I remember you. Are you planning to run again..?" In spite of having been right there at her last attempt on Twilight's life, there's a good chance Pinkie may or may not remember Polite, though. 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' Taking the can, Black Snake sprays it over herself without complaint. Her healing powers are a little more difficult with diseases, though at her skill level it's not a problem more than an annoyance. "You panic a lot, don't you?" She notes to Staren before tossing the can back to the monkey. She's outright ignoring the assassin's comments, at least it seems so. In reality, she's considering how best to attack. 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Mojo is asking about stun or not stun. Polite is threatening them. Twilight... adjusts her hat and glares. "You. To think you are hiding here under my own city, in another nest of Cultists. More dangerous than I thought at first. I should never have concentrated on Dash so much." So there are a couple teenagers and some assassins with Masks and the mysterious assassin. "Don't bother with stunning, they never renounce the Cult," she says to Mojo Jojo. "It was a mistake to let you live the first time, it seems." And with a glow of her horn and a gesture, a plume of flame roars into the room to foreshadow the oncoming fight. 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' "You know, I can't tell if it's some joke or not why you still aren't wearing any shoes." The masked assassin replies to Polite Words. From the looks of things though, it seems like no one here's really sleeping. The Twins' eyes are open, that much can be seen through their own bronze masks, but they don't move from the killer clown's arms as she balances that knife on a fingertip. The tension in the chamber is palpable as the other masked Jesters slowly open their eyes. It's all a matter of who draws first. "I wanted to sleep." She replies to Staren tiredly. And then the extremely fragile 'peace' is broken. As soon as Twilight callously flings the blazing inferno, the jester is UP. Wheeling around to put her back to the blaze and cover the twins, the other assassins snap up, juggling knives and shivs, eager to protect their prophet, they fling into a melee giggling like madmen. Unicorns and Earth-ponies make up this crew, which means magic and fierce brute strength as they throw themselves at Staren and Mojo, kicking and wildly slashing knives with the precise strokes of practiced knife fighters. Winnowill and the Sidereal are set upon by cackling pegasi, insane enough to fly in these tight quarters, faces tugged into manic grins and eyes dulled frighteningly as they try to hack at them. But the 'prophet' slouches. Burned badly- it would be fatal in fact for a lesser pony. She steams and smokes, flesh blistered and angry red. And then she's wreathed in shadow, black licking plumes of darkness wafting off her body as she slides INTO the nearby wall. And then appears from Twilight's own shadow below her to try and slide that black dagger into the ArchMagister from behind. "Now now Twilight... Attacking a little filly and colt? You really -have- become a worse monster than I have...~ That's /hilarious/!" 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' Mojo just grins, "Lethal it is." He doesn't normally go the lethal route, but this isn't his city, so who is he going to argue? The mad monkey flips a switch on his rifle, causing it to light up with red lights, before smacking its side to turn off the safety. And so come the jesters. What many fail to remember is that a chimpanzee is quite physically storng for their size. So as soon as the JEsters approach, he starts firing into the fray, shooting down anyone unlucky enough to have been struck by the laser fire. The ones that get closer are welcomed by a whallop of a fist, all while he makes pot-shots for Pinkie and the Twins. 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' Black Snake is much stronger than she seems, being... well, basically the villain of her world for the last twenty thousand years. Yet she isn't really one to fight face to face very often! So the pegasi leaping at her, one of them manages to sink a blade into her shoulder, pinning her back against the wall with a THUNK! That one is close. And mad or not, it doesn't matter, because Black Snake's fingers latch onto the arm firmly and the aura of 'healing' repeats. She isn't healing herself though. Instead the pegasus just /melts/ with a shriek, hissing and bubbling as flesh dissolves and bones sag and disintegrate, leaving a bloody sludge to fall to the ground. The other one attacking her gets a casual gesture, this attack invisible. Any psychics in the room can feel the sudden surge of power, though, and the reaction of the second pegasus is quite visible, unlike the attack. The entire body spasms in agony, muscles contracting so violently that limbs and wings snap and twist in unnatural ways, leaving this one to collaps on the ground, immobile but alive, with an utterly ruined skeleton. "Hmn. Fanatical." 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' "Sleep? What does that have to do with--" FIREBALL! Staren steps back, ready to fight... and a fight he gets! Ponies leap in, stabbing... "Hey! She's getting away... through the WALL?! Come on, HOW?" fortunately, his armor is sealed, and has no places you can just /stab/ through... at least, not right away. Their knives start to cut into the plating and leave small cracks. This... is not good. Staren suddenly has beam sabers out, but knife fighters might be quicker than him... although the gulf in weapons and armor means he needs one good hit, and they need several. (Non-lethal? What? Hey, these ponies have been /killing/ people!) If they keep dodging, though, out come the missiles: Staren made sure to pack the armor-piercing ones with the fairly tight blast radius (about three feet) for the sewer adventure... but yeah, he'll try detonating one right in front of him if there's no other good way to hurt them, even if it means getting caught in the blast himself. /He's/ in super body armor, /they're/ not, and though the armor-piercing quality is wasted in an airburst, the /explosives/ are like super-powerful future rockets. That's... that's probably not good for soft targets caught in the blast. He's oblivious to the threat to Twilight, and no longer focused on protecting her. He knows she can take care of herself in a fight. 

:'''{{#var:239|Polite Words (239)}} has posed:''' Polite looks very slightly surprised at that comment - she isn't used to being recognized, and especially not having a minor detail like that being thrown back at her. Still, she doesn't get an opportunity to strike at Pinkie directly; there are pegasi trying to peck at her eyes and such, while the gunslinging Sidereal makes a shooting gesture at the first, she's going to really wish she had heavier weapons as she's pushed back away from her position... Also, Winnowill is horrifying, even to the Sidereal. 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' Last time Pinkie leapt at Twilight, the guards were there to stop her and take the hit. Not so this time, and not so from behind! Twilight detects SOMETHING at the last moment, so what could have been a fatal strike is not. Also, she wears some sort of leather under her robe, at least, to deflect the strike somewhat. Either way the knife sinks true into flesh, biting into her side and causing blood to well up. The Archmagister staggers with a short gasp of pain, and reflexively lashes out, horn glowing to release a concussive beam toward Pinkie. "AH!" Her own attack was fairly powerful, but less lethal than the fireball was intended to be. Mostly because it's her basic go to spell, rather than any desire to keep Pinkie alive. With any luck it will knock her away, leaving Twilight with an angry scowl, clutching a bloodied side. 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' Despite the horrid battle taking place in their hideout the cultists take to the battle as fanatically as expected. They are laughing. Even as they DIE HORRIBLY they are laughing. As Polite Words pewpews several pegasi giggling right out of the air, crash-landing and smiling even as they bleed out. Staren strikes true, blades and missiles felling other cackling clowns. They ALL LAUGH. Except for Euphorie that goes for Black Snake, she screams horridly enough to make them all pause briefly while getting reduced to a bubbling sludge. As Mojo fires, several of the Jesters crumple. But when it comes to the twins, they're not entirely inactive. With almost inhuman reflexes that can only come with a long time of training, one- the slightly larger one- throws himself in front of his sibling. Both gasp as he soaks the shot and crumples back into her arms with a pained whinny. And that sets the prophet off. She should be focusing on Twilight. She knows that stab didn't finish the job. But Pinkamena's attention swerves violently towards Mojo Jojo, a flick of her wrist suddenly MACHINEGUNNING a slew of black knives, razor sharp playing cards, deadly pointed jacks (You know the kind you play with the little bouncy ball) and other murderous miscellany. "Leave them out of thi-" The concussive blast cuts her off, launching her back and into a wall HARD with a sick crunch of ribs and a CRACK of porcelain. "Hngh!" But she shows no care for her wounds, one hand snaps up to cover her face where half her mask crumbles. Fighting is a lost cause at this point, and the sudden BEAT of wings from another path heralds a new voice. "Prophet! Prophet! I have the WORST NEWS!" It's a pegasus. Slate grey coat, blonde mane, and... Her eyes are crossed as she blitzes in, spilling muffins from her messenger bag. "The Archmagister is on her way HERE!" Immediately Pinkamena grabs onto her hoof, and snatches up the twins in the process. "I -KNOW-, Derpy, get us out of here!" Hissed back in reply as the killer clown coughs. "I've waited fifteen years to kill you, Twilight... I can wait a little longer. It'll only make the last laugh sweeter..." "... Oh. ... OH! PROPHET SHE'S HERE! THE ARCHMAGISTER IS HE-" With the Jesters all left dead or groaning on the floor, the only choice left is to... Herp derp on out. 

:'''{{#var:44|Mojo Jojo (44)}} has posed:''' Mojo goes wide eyed, and hits the dirt when all the sharp objects come flying at him, before looking back up and raising his laser rifle one more time to take another pot shot at the pink one. Then the cross eyed grey one shows up and sort of gets in the way, and Mojo Jojo blinks a little, arching an eyebrow as he tries to aim around her. HOWEVER, they get away, and with that, Mojo Jojo mutters, "Curses..." 

:'''{{#var:475|Magister Twilight (475)}} has posed:''' It's here that Twilight displays her ruthlessness. Despite the protectiveness toward the twins, she's glaring daggers toward the masked one. One hand clutches her side as the other lifts to prepare to fling a more deadly spell... only to have another barge into the chaos. "I WILL find out who you are!" Twilight calls out, flinging another concussive blast toward one of the remaining assassins. Either through providence or because she's actually trying to help, she aims it at the one harrying Polite Words. 

:'''{{#var:108|Winnowill (108)}} has posed:''' With her own attackers taken care of, Winnowill sends a frantic pain-bolt after the ones fleeing, but it's not as potent as she could throw if she were concentrating. More like a random lashing. As things start to settle down, she'll move in and actually display her healing abilities, though. Mostly to Twilight, as the Archmagister is bleeding out, but that should reassure anyone else who wants a non-fleshmelting fix. "This 'cult' is rather well-organized for what they seem like." 

:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:''' Staren fights brutally. /Why are they laughing?!/ This is some messed up... He's so busy fighting clowns, he doesn't notice that The Assassin is getting away (what, /again/? Didn't she already leave, he thinks?) by pegasus. "Hey! You can't just--" But there are more assassins. Beam saber strikes true, eventually, and then Staren starts down the tunnel, but there's probably a fork, or traps, or they're just a really long way away, and he trudges back to the others. He looks at the aftermath of the battle. "What is /with/ these /clowns/? Seriously, why clowns? Why is she trying to kill you, and other ponies? Sleep? What is /going on/?" 

:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:''' With the last of the jesters dealt with, the catacomb chamber quiets down. Save for the beat of wings in the distance, growing quieter and quieter as Derpy blazes down the tunnels. o/` ~ "When you've bungled all your bangles... And your loved ones have been mangled... Listen to the jingle jangle of my gypsy tambourine." ~ o/` And that singing... o/` ~ "'Cause these chords are hypnotizing, and the whole world's harmonizing.So please children stop your crying and just sing along with me..." ~ o/` And like that they're gone, cold silence stifling the chill sewer chambers. Long seconds of utter quiet pass... And then... From very far off: "Nooooo youuuu wooooon't...!" 
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An Unfriendly Reunion

2014-07-10T00:22:56Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Earth! The Final Frontier! ... No wait, that's wrong... Whatever, it's Earth, and in a semi-secluded part of a foresty mountainous area, where there's a road to the city for a quick drive up and down if anyone really needs to. However, it's enough of a distance and secluded that a Saiyan King that is also a local celebrity doesn't have people immediately hounding him. However, today, Raditz is expecting someone, and this fact has him bothered. He steps out of the house, which is pretty sizey for someone apparently on his own that is no longer the king, clad in his armor and Saiyan King Cape, and he looks annoyed. His eyes closed as he waits, senses reaching out to search the distance for that familiar energy.. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' The ocean wind plays through Serori's untamed hair, making it a wild crown of tangled black. Ceasing her flight and coming to a sudden, hovering stop above Raditz's location does little to improve the mess and refine her appearance. Though only in a t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts, her feet in simple sneakers, she nevertheless cuts something of an imposing figure. There is something about her sharp features and snapping black eyes which marks her as being more than human -- and dangerous. A predator in sleek disguise. She waits above him, looking down her nose at where he stands, waiting in calm patience for his reaction to her arrival. Is he going to exert his authority right away, or wait to pick a fight? The possibilities creep under her skin and make her muscles tense. The end of her tail twitches. She isn't sure if it's anticipation or dread making her stomach knot. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' The King of the Saiyans gets goosebumps as feels the approaching presence fly in and hover above him, and there's a moment where he turns his own dark eyes up to her, getting a good look at her. Raditz's fists clench, but he doesn't react, at least not immediately. Taking a breath, Raditz closes his eyes, and says cooly, "What do you want, Serori? I've got nothing to say to you that I haven't said before, that you haven't ignored before, and I'm not in the mood to fight you. Not here." 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' "I told you. I came here to catch up, not to fight." Serori drops out of the sky and lands light and silent no more than a few feet in front of him. It goes against her sense of strategy to sacrifice the upper hand, which might be what puts the slight frown on her face, but it's a gesture of trust, limited though it might be. He's in armor; she isn't. She's within his reach; he's outside hers. The difference in height and strength is also intimidating. All in all, she's as uncomfortable as he must be. "I thought you retired from the war. What's made you come back?" 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz finds his heart thumping just a little harder at Serori's approach, and his hand slowly reaches up, and he instinctively shifts his hand to bring it to her face, not to strike, but to caress. His fingertips tracing along her jaw line just as they had done once upon a time before, so familiar... And after a few moments he quickly draws his hand away as though realizing it was on fire, and turns about to not look her in the eyes, "What's it matter to you? I found a reason to get back in. That's all that matters." 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori's eyes narrow in response to Raditz's fond touch. She does not react, and her expression remains cautious and neutral, as guarded and tense as the rest of her. She expects the caress to turn hostile at any moment; it's a relief when his hand flies back to his side without any harm dealt to the cheekbone only recently healed. The jerk from her tail betrays her discomfort. The appendage snaps away from her waist to strike the air in stiff sways. "You shouldn't do that," she murmurs. Louder -- "What's your reason for fighting?" Serori flicks her fingers in a gesture his way. "I see you're still wearing red. Have you come back to try and unite us under your rule?" Something tickles her senses. The feeling of someone else...someone whose ki presence is very, very small, but nonetheless /there/. Curious, she turns her head toward the source, and finds herself looking at Raditz's household. Odd. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' "I'm the King of the Saiyan race, I think I'm allowed to wear the cape if I feel like it." Raditz clenches the hand that he had previously caressed his former love with into a fist, though he doesn't strike out. "If anyone is going to be the King, it might as well be the only Saiyan who isn't trying to emulate Frieza. You're probably out supporting Gohan, that idiot..." He then shrugs, "I told you, I found a reason to fight, and that has nothing to do with you. The fact that I've got time to refocus on our race is just an added bonus." Then he notices Serori being distracted, and his mostly neutral expression (Neutral aside from his annoyance at having to explain himself, and aside from that moment of Fondness that he already regrets showing), gives way to a frown, "Do -not-." 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' "Of course I'm supporting Gohan. He's stood beside me through a lot. He's protected me on more than one occasion, saved my life, and supported my rise to power. He makes the Planetary Trade Organization strong, and gives me what I need in a saiyan ruler without being so weak as to sacrifice who and what he is. He is loyal to his cause, and takes strength from it...those are admirable things. I also trust him, and he trusts me -- something lacking between us, these days." Serori keeps her eyes on the household until Raditz growls at her to mind her own business. "Don't /what/? Don't look at your house? Don't wonder what's inside? Don't go /looking/? You should know better than to tell me 'do not.' Everytime you say that, I always /do/." A passing smirk curves her lips, but she makes no moves to get past him, no matter what her words imply. Cocking a fist against her hip, cocking her head at a curious angle, she regards him through low-lidded, bored-looking eyes. "If you want my loyalty, you'll have to make your case, or you'll have to break me. What do you prefer?" 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' "Make my case?!" Raditz says with disbelief, and for the first time just gives into frustration, as he seems to be visibly almost flailing trying to throttle some imaginary neck, looking for words to sufficiently express himself, before calming back down, to a dress, and growl, "I have -already- made my case, and between of all the Saiyans I know that are alive and not trying to actively kill me right this second, ONLY Taylita seems to get it!" He then grumbles, "Though I'd have to check with her to see if she does in fact get it..." He shakes his head, "No, I'm done trying to convince you! I'm done trying to convince you, and Gohan, and any other Saiyan that there's Merit in not simply ABANDONING the PTO, but in DISMANTLING IT ENTIRELY! I want the Saiyan Race to be treated as WARRIORS! YOU WANT US TO KEEP BEING MONSTERS!" Raditz's frustration and anger finally lights up, as his aura flares up and hair turns gold, as he takes on his ascended Super Saiyan form, which to anyone paying attention is a pretty terrifying level of power. "If you want to keep being Frieza's Dumb muscle, then be my guest! Follow Frieza, follow Vegeta, follow Gohan! I DON'T CARE! But as far as I'm concerned, the Saiyan race is AT WAR with the PTO!" 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' The Ascended Super Saiyan form is a level of power Serori can't achieve. It's well beyond her current capabilities, and may remain forever outside her grasp. The sheer energy output is overwhelming. The ground trembles, the windows rattle, and the wind whips into a frenzy, as if the very world is suddenly at Raditz's command. Until this moment, Serori was cool, level-headed, and completely in control. Now, she's forced back a step. The tail hanging loose behind her body snaps into place around her waist. She cocks up her fists in a reflexive posture. Apprehension knots her stomach, and for a moment, her eyes are wide and wary. Only for a moment. Serori lowers her fists. Haughty arrogance returns to her voice, which is otherwise low, placid, and unruffled. Though her heart hammers in her chest and she feels almost /sick/ with unease, she waves off Raditz's display. "You're not making a good argument. All I see in you is another form of enslavement. Do what you command, or you kill me -- is that right? Have I guessed it? Is that the best argument you have -- your ability to transform?" Yes, she is deliberately pushing him. Yes, she expects to hurt for it. "Why are you suddenly so /inspired/, Raditz? You haven't given me any reason to follow you, except the reason of physical power! What's your /reason/ for fighting again? What's your /reason/ for declaring war? Where's the source of your /passion/ -- inside this house?" Serori doesn't take her eyes off Raditz, but she does jerk her head toward the house in a skeptical gesture. "Give me cause to follow you besides fear, and I'll think about it." Her smile is small, but confident. 

:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:''' Just as Raditz is probably about to bulldoze Serori, another power signature appears on their scopes/senses. It is weaker than usual, but still easily recognizable. As is the trail of blue ki left behind in her wake. Taylita flies in quickly, even after Raditz transforms. She is also pretty darn impressed by the power level, but like Serori, she isn't going to show it. Taylita brazenly flies right up to the two, and lands so that there is a rough triangle of space between the three of them. "Are you two playing nice?" she asks in her teasing tone, a light smirk on her face. She has bandages all over, and one line of red down the bandages surrounding her chest shows she is not fully healed from her fight with Karian. Or, she ran off without the medical personnel knowing. She is wearing a vest, but it is open in the front to keep from aggrivating her injury. "Sorry to interrupt." Tay says as she looks between the two. "But, there was a power flare, so I came to check it out." Then, she finger waggles a wave to Serori. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz can sense Taylita coming along, but he doesn't really respond kindly to her presence, as he glares at Taylita, "Stay out of this..." His eyes glowing bright green as he glares, energy crackling about his hair and along his body. It's everything Raditz can do to keep himself from just outright trying to explode the ground that Serori is standing on, and right now it's very tempting to just cut loose. And then that presence in the house can be heard from the doorway, "-Raditz!-" To which the Saiyan King's expression changes to brief confusion, before he glances over his shoulder. Standing in the doorway is a woman, clad in civilian garb, very chinese, not unlike Chi Chi's own usual mode of dress, though hers is green, and she has fiery red hair, and she's got a look of concern on her face, what seeing Raditz all SSJ2. And cradled in her arms is a small person with darker red hair, long and messy, and she's looking very confused. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori is too braced for her forthcoming destruction to grant Taylita much acknowledgement. A tense, significant gaze is tossed Taylita's way, and that's about it; even a wave might be interpreted by Raditz as a coming attack. Serori has no intention of setting off fireworks despite her verbal challenges to Raditz's self-proclaimed authority and purpose. If anyone's going to explode, it's Raditz -- an interesting turnabout, given her usual issues of temper. Any prospect of combat is set aside the second the human woman appears with a child in her arms. Serori's body goes cold and rigid, and a dizzying /understanding/ rushes through her, leaving her limbs heavy and her mind numb. The next few breaths she take must be deliberately, consciously drawn, or she would not be able to breathe at all. "You -- " Serori's eyes tighten up at the outer corners. "Who are -- " The tension leaves her fists the same moment the fur along her tail slicks down. Uncertain, cautious, she takes a step forward, her attention alternating between the woman and the baby. The baby...hardly more than a few months old, but with a sharpness of appearance Serori recognizes at once. Serori's voice drops. She looks at Raditz, and speaks a gentle plea. "Can I...see her?" 

:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:''' Taylita is pretty used to little or no greeting from Serori lately. After all, Taylita has a habit of showing up when Serori is busy with something. Taylita is surprised by Serori's reaction to the baby and the woman, though. Not so much that she doesn't want to hurt a child, but by just how quickly it diffuses the volatile Serori. Then, Taylita actually looks at the woman and child, and ends up smiling softly herself. Okay, she guesses she does kind of understand how Serori is feeling. Or, can imagine it, anyway. This is pretty much what Serori wanted, after all. The rebuilding of the saiyan race. This is like the first step...or something. That's what Taylita thinks, anyway. She doesn't say anything to spoil the moment, either. Taylita knows when to keep quiet. She just holds her hands behind her back in a peaceful posture her old mentor used to use, and waits. 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz turns his head back to Serori when she starts moving, and shifts a bit to put himself in between her and those behind him, if only on reflex. But when he gauges her expression to see the hostility disappear, he himself relaxes a little bit, his hair settling and energy dropping back down to civil levels. "Look. Don't touch." He gives Serori that warning only, before taking a step aside to permit her to approach, though keeping a careful eye on her. He does give Taylita a glance, and blinks a bit, "What're you doing here anyway?" The moment was tense enough as is. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori steps toward the woman and the baby. Responsive to any display of tension on the part of the woman, she is slow to approach, stopping often to make her harmless intentions clear. The squeezing in her chest is a more painful and complicated emotion than the fear felt over Raditz's transformation, and an emotion she doesn't care to acknowledge or investigate. What she feels is exacerbated by the human woman's unease, and that is enough to keep Serori's forward march a slow and respectful one. "D...does she have a tail?" Serori's question is an uncertain whisper. "Does she have a proper saiyan name?" Wide and huge, Serori's eyes flick up to regard the human woman, before she returns her full attention to the baby girl and tips her head in quiet, conflicted contemplation. The gnawing inside her chest is distracting, confusing, rattling; a wrinkle appears between Serori's eyebrows. She can't decide if she is supposed to hate the child, or become attached to it. Does she feel proprietary...protective? She pushes her lips into a hard, thin line, and just stares at the baby, lost. 

:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:''' Taylita blinks back at Raditz. "I felt the power surge. I wanted to make sure you guys weren't killing each other." Taylita says to Raditz, then she too approaches. She makes a slow, but quicker than Serori, approach to them, then gently says, "Hey." to Serori before placing a hand on her shoulder. "This is the beginning, right? Even if it might not be the way you were imagining, and whether or not she has a tail, saiyans will keep going." she says in a gentle voice. Taylita is quiet a few moments before she adds, "I'm not sure what all you are feeling, but..." She looks to Raditz. "I just have to say, she's pretty cute." She then looks to Merra and smiles gently. "Hi there. I'm Taylita, one of the last pure-blood saiyans, like your husband." she says, then blinks. Wait, is this actually Merra? What if it is a babysitter or something? "Uh...if he is your husband, that is. Anyway...I just wanted to say it's nice to meet you and the kid." 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Merra just sort of nods at Taylita, though right now she's just a touch more keep a wary eye on Serori. She doesn't back away from Serori in fear, though her grip of the child shifts to be more protective, though the shift does allow for the little girl's tail to slip free and visible. Merra then addresses Serori, "That's right. Raditz hasn't decided whether to remove it or not. I'm aware of the monsters that come from them." She then glances to look the child in the eyes and says, "Her name is Gine. His mother's name. Sounded fine to me." Merra then returns her focus to Serori, stern and not afraid, "You're the one who betrayed him, aren't you?" 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' The shoulder under Taylita's hand is about as tense as it gets. It's like a hard lump of rock, or a twisted-up knot of cords. In reaction to Taylita's words, a deep quiver disturbs the tension. In reaction to the child's tail, Serori jumps, and the quivering becomes a confused, reactive tremble. "G-Gine..." Serori knows the name. Of course she knows the name. It's an old name, provoking old memories. Caught between two worlds, the old and the new, Serori looks up at Merra like someone staring at a ghost. A pounding begins inside her head, and something prickles behind her eyes. She answers in a small, flat monotone, reacting to the question with considering the consequence of an honest answer. "A-ah...yes. I tried to kill him." Serori takes a step back. Shaky, she looks at Taylita, then stares at the baby girl again. Gine. Is that what Raditz would have wanted to name Serori's daughter? What would he have wanted to name his son? Bardock? Serori pulls back another step. To Taylita: "The beginning...?" It's too much to think about. She has a deep and conflicted desire to either curl up then and there, or to scream, or to become furious, or to lash out, or to run away -- she has to do /something/, doesn't she? 

:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:''' Taylita nods to Serori. "Right. The beginning." she says, then pulls her hand off of Serori's shoulder. "Which means...well, Raditz and Merra can raise their child how they like, of course, but if there are going to be more saiyan babies we need to get united. Decide..." She blinks, then looks at Raditz. "Wait, you're king, right? And strong. So...you can pretty much dictate how saiyan society goes. Or, if there even will be a saiyan society separate from Earth and the PTO and Frieza. I've made my opinions on the matter pretty clear, but I guess I don't have much say either way. I'm not king, I don't have a kid, and I'm not part of the PTO." Taylita...actually looks kind of sad a moment. "So...I guess you two..er..three have things to decide." 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz's gaze softens as he watches Serori have a miniature breakdown. In some other lifetime, this scene might have had Serori holding a child in her arms as opposed to Merra. But that would have been a different life... Raditz's expression hardens up again, "There's nothing to decide, Taylita. The Saiyans will have nothing to do with Frieza, in any universe, or the PTO." He closes his eyes and repeats as he declared earlier, "The Saiyan Race is at War with the Planet Trade Organization, no matter -who- its leader is." He does look back to Serori now and says, "You'd better go, Serori. Don't come back here, and don't give -Gohan- any ideas." 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori's attention snaps to Raditz. Helpless, confused, she can't help wondering -- "G...go? You want me to go? But -- " But the baby is /here/. The future is /here/. Serori stares at Gine and Merra as if looking for some kind of logic, some kind of support. For once, the former General of the Confederacy, a proud and self-sufficient woman, looks to Taylita for help, for understanding, for answers. The surging emotion claws its way up her throat and pounds into her head until her thoughts go sideways and her words fail. Serori stands there paralyzed as it rises up and up and up, an unstoppable tide of fear, anger, longing, despair, joy, hatred, jealousy, loathing, heartache, and a thousand other things she can't put a name to -- as it crashes over her and /crushes/ her and takes her hostage -- "Go?!" Serori's eyes squeeze shut. She bows her head, and a tempest arrives from nothing, swirling up from her feet and flickering gold. Thunder erupts around her, and throws her skyward in a glittering streak, like a bolt of lightning sent back where it came from. She can't even /see/, she's so blinded by the chaos. Driven by pure instinct, Serori /goes/ for wherever feels safest, her scream /felt/ but never released. Taylita -- and Raditz's young family -- are left far behind. 

:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:''' Taylita winces just a bit at Raditz's verdict, even though she isn't really surprised. When Serori looks to her, Taylita looks sympathetic. Taylita opens her mouth, but..no words come out. She doesn't know what to say. She does know this can't be easy for Serori. But she had no idea just HOW not easy it was. Taylita gasps in surprise and is forced to take a step back as Serori explodes out of the spot she was standing. "Seroriiii!!" Taylita yells as the other saiyan flies away like a bullet. Taylita hesitates. She feels like she should go after Serori. That Serori shouldn't be alone right now, no matter how much she might want it. But then...baby! Who could just fly away from a cute little saiyan baby without being ordered? "I...uh..." Taylita stammers, then huffs. Serori would probably just attack her or something, but Taylita can't just leave her friend hanging. "Just a sec." she says to Raditz, then blasts off as well. She'll chase Serori as far as the nearest warp gate, but if she doesn't catch Serori by then, she'll turn back to Raditz's home. "Serori!" 

:'''{{#var:486|Raditz (486)}} has posed:''' Raditz watches the turmoil going on in Serori, though he knew that there wasn't going to be a whole lot of alternative outcomes when Serori found out about Merra and Gine. He tracks Serori as she blasts off into the sky, and there's a moment of regret, which he shakes away after a moment of dwelling on it. "You said what you had to, Raditz." Says Merra, the human woman stepping up from behind him, to let him know he wasn't wrong. "She has to live with the decisions she made leading up to this, just as you do." Raditz just nods slowly, before turning his eyes to the toddler in Merra's arms, and smiling gently, reaching to ruffle her hair up, getting a burbling response of glee from the child. "I know. Thanks." 

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