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Post by Shiro on Feb 3, 2010 15:22:02 GMT -5
As he walked, Shiro's thoughts turned back to the conversation he had with the monk. Magical wish granting balls, huh? Sounds like something out of an anime or something. Still, it would be neat to have something like that.
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Post by Ian on Feb 4, 2010 5:27:38 GMT -5
Scott's plane landed on an open field near one of the beaches of Papaya Island with no trouble at all. As the engine idled Ian hopped out and shouted over the dull roar of the engine, "Thanks for the help, Scott. Wait here while I go register. I shouldn't be long!" And with that, he sprinted off in search of the registration area.
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Post by Ian on Feb 4, 2010 5:37:14 GMT -5
Ian made it back to the plane with little trouble and only a small amount of gas used up. "Alright, Scott. Let's head back to Hercule City." Scott only gave a thumbs up from the cockpit and then they took off into the sky, headed back to Hercule City.
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 13:31:56 GMT -5
Finally, Nachi arrives on Papaya Island... it's a miracle she got here on her first try... but she's been swimming so long that she's a little worn out... "I'ma sleep now... g'night..." She flops over on the beach, and begins to sleep...
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Post by Shiro on Feb 5, 2010 15:05:17 GMT -5
Shiro made his way back to the docks, noticing that the ship he had arrived on was still unloading. "Looks like it'll be a while before they're heading back to sea." he muttered, crossing his arms. "So, what should I do now?"
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 17:34:30 GMT -5
Nachi awakes with a start, and spits sand from her mouth in disgust... "Ugh..." She wipes her mouth, and stands to her feet. "I'm hungry."
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 17:35:42 GMT -5
After the deaths of at least two endangered species, Nachi feels satiated, and walks deeper in to the island, until she reaches a city... posters about a tournament are everywhere, but Nachi can't read the writing... it's all in Earth writing... not that she's much good at reading Saiyan writing, though... she's only 4.
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 17:38:51 GMT -5
"Hey..." Nachi tugs on someone's pants from the side, looking up at them. "What? Oh, hey, where are your pare-" "Where's the tourniment?" "Excuse me?" "The tourniment. Where is it? I wanna fight in it!" Nachi begins to bounce up and down in excitement. "Uh, well... aren't you a bit young...? Besides, your parents must be looking for you..." "My parents are on another planet." "..."
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 17:40:31 GMT -5
Nachi stops bouncing, and tilts her head to the side in wonder... "What's wrong?" "Uhh... umm..." "Just tell me where to go so I can fight! I just wanna fight!" "Okay okay! Calm down... it's that huge stadium over there, but I don't think they'd let yo-" "'KAY THANKS!" Nachi ran off leaving the bewildered human behind.
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Post by Nachi on Feb 5, 2010 17:56:57 GMT -5
Upon finding the docks of Papaya Island, Nachi jumps on the first ship she finds... fortunately the right one that's going to Hercule City... and it's setting off right now...
Wasn't that lucky.
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Post by Shiro on Feb 6, 2010 13:54:45 GMT -5
Shiro waited around the docks for the ship to get ready to leave again. When it finally was ready, he boarded and went up to the captain. "Hey, captain, where's this ship going this time?"
The captain turned, eyebrow raised. "Leaving so soon? Has the tournament even started yet?"
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Post by Shiro on Feb 6, 2010 13:57:23 GMT -5
Shiro shook his head. "Nope, that's why I'm leaving. I've signed up, now I just have to wait for the tournament to start. So, I'm gonna go train until then."
The captain nodded. "Sounds like a good idea. Well, I'm gonna stop in South city, then head to Hercule city. You're welcome to come as far along as you like."
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 11:13:36 GMT -5
A surprisingly few amount of people remained on a certain beach on the northern edge of the island, most traversing the island for merchandise and to find a hotel that actually had rooms available. None of those taking in the sun or swimming around seemed to notice a creature covered entirely in seaweed crawling out of the water...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 11:16:47 GMT -5
Ignoring the fact that she looked like some kind of sea monster, Cacao dragged herself across the sand. Thanks to the fact that someone had thoroughly examined the ship before it set sail, none of the crew noticed the fact that there had been a massive gaping hole in the hull. And, of course, that lead to the eventual sinking of the ship...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 11:22:03 GMT -5
Thankfully, she had somehow managed to escape before she was dragged to the depths, though doing so and swimming to the nearest island had definitely worn her out. Once she managed to get on some dry land that wasn't covered in sand, the hybrid collapsed face first in the grass. Little did she know that she had actually arrived on Papaya Island...
At least it'd be a nice surprise when she finally reawakened.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:12:11 GMT -5
Something poked against her forehead, young Cacao muttering something as she moved a hand to push whatever was bothering her away. She was still semi-unconscious, so she had no idea what exactly was going on around her. Of course, the horrified scream that followed quickly solved her consciousness issues.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:16:09 GMT -5
Opening her eyes and glancing upwards, she saw a kid brandishing a stick as though it were a sword, a young girl hiding behind him. Both were obviously frightened by the seaweed covered teen, mistaking Cacao for some kind of monstrosity from the sea itself. She would've cared, but considering the day she had before she fell asleep...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:18:03 GMT -5
She managed to get to her feet with a bit of effort, body still a bit unresponsive at the moment. Of course, just as she managed to stand up, the boy decided that he'd have to slay the 'beast'.
"DIE, MONSTER! YOU DON'T BELONG IN THIS WORLD!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, bringing down the stick upon Cacao's head.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:21:21 GMT -5
The stick, a rather flimsy branch from a tree, snapped in two the second it made contact with Cacao's head. She didn't even seem to register that the kid had attacked her, barely even realizing he had actually done something. Both children gasped in horror, stepping back away from the seaweed covered youth.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:23:29 GMT -5
Cacao stepped towards them, prepared to walk right past the two without even saying a word. As she took that single step, the boy screamed out and ran up to her. She raised a brow, having no idea why the child was approaching her...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:26:27 GMT -5
Poke.
Cacao blinked, her body not quite registering what had just happened. And then the pain came in spades, the hybrid gasping in pain and falling onto her back.
The kid had poked her in the eye with the remaining half of the branch.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:33:33 GMT -5
Thankfully, he hadn't done so hard enough to actually damage the eye, but still it hurt like hell. Ignoring the rising urge to kill that came as result of having some kid attempt to gouge her eye out, Cacao slowly got to her feet. The child, who had thought he had slayed the monster, slowly backed away.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:36:07 GMT -5
Ignoring the source of quite bit of her malice and annoyance, Cacao walked away from the two. She began to rip chunks of seaweed off her and toss them at random people as she strolled down the sidewalk. After the day she had, she likely had a good reason to be as ticked off as she was.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:43:39 GMT -5
Finally free of seaweed, but still completely and entirely drenched to the bone, Cacao continued on her way. She still had no idea where she was, but the only thing that mattered was that she was on dry land. Once she done with this tournament, she was likely never to set foot on a ship ever again.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:46:05 GMT -5
Continued down the sidewalk, she noticed a rather odd looking set of buildings in the distance. On the closest of the set of buildings, she noticed a sign. Cacao couldn't quite read it at the moment thanks to the fact she was rather far away.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:49:52 GMT -5
She continued on her way, noticing the fact that the people seemed to be acting as though some kind of festival was going on. Colorful flags and numerous other festival-esque decorations littered the area, some having been torn to shreds because random kids had torn them down. What exactly was going on here, she wondered.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:51:20 GMT -5
She could hear people singing and yelling all around her, acting as though some huge event was about to occur. Cacao shrugged it off for the moment, continuing on her way. Something told her that she'd definitely want to find out what the sign on the building said.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 16:54:53 GMT -5
Glancing to her right, she noticed multiple people sitting at a small bar within a hut, the television sitting on top of one of the beer cabinets was on rather loud. People were beginning to gather, all focused on whatever show was on. Some gasped in shock and a few cried.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 17:02:22 GMT -5
Curiosity got the better of the young hybrid, Cacao approaching the bar to find out just what had the people so focused on the television. It had to be a pretty interesting program to catch their attention like it was. Once she was in range to hear what was actually said, she looked up towards the miniature's screen.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 7, 2010 17:08:58 GMT -5
"And so we continue our report about the massacre that occurred in the north. Details of the incident are still flooding in and those who survived claim that two individuals were behind the mass destruction." The reporter explained, an image of a small section of the destroyed area shown on the monitor.
Cacao's eyes widened as she watched the screen.
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