Dragonball M, Chapter 3: In Blood, Bone, and Ash! The Way Forward Unlocked!

[Tami]

“Call upon the spirits of the previous Guardians. Together you should be able to manipulate the sacred place to create such a room.”

Staring down at her tea cup, her mind raced. Still looking down as she spoke, "Earth has had more Guardians than Chroma, still if Iris was able to create 'The Room of Memories', she might know how it is done. Though trying it out here first might make sense." She suddenly looked up at Eva, "May I have your permission to speak with the Guardians of Earth, to see if, with their help, I can create a room here first? If it works, I can go back to Chroma and speak with Iris, then try to create a matching room there. If this works, you and I can communicate through it. If it works, I can travel to the other worlds, visit the other Guardians and, with their permission, create rooms for them as well." As she spoke, her eyes shown with hidden excitement.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"Well, think of it this way. You'll be a better fighter by the end of it, since having to play act as Parsley means you'll be working on your observational skills." Inanna offered, in an attempt to cheer Sarada up. "Plus, you've something to look forward to once it's sorted."

Inanna gestured toward herself. "Y'know. New body and all."

With the Dragonballs being unlikely though, given the recent over-reliance on them in general; this Letchee -- information on which Sarada readily provided -- individual seemed like their best bet barring some manner of magical fix. Was surely something about it in the Archives on Earth ... if not squirreled away in her memory.

"I may pay this ... nut a visit, however." The Oni eventually said, "will add it to the list of 'to-do's'. As for this Tundra, the Turrips, and ... whoever released them from confinement ? Well, I can't say it's surprising. Always someone looking to stir up ... **** ?" She added, testing the word out before being rather pleased with the way it rolled off the tongue.

"****." Inanna nodded to herself.

"I can see why you're so fond of it, the swearing." Inanna then muttered, offhand. Though even acknowledging that, she couldn't see making a habit of it every sentence.

With the other happenings on and around Vocado, being focused on restoring what was lost and moving forward from there however, Inanna couldn't have been more proud of her Little Love; and it was nice to see that the measured heads and calm voices -- in the form of Maiz, and the Vocadan Council -- was certainly paying dividends.

"Removing the Meat Market is a great idea, as is finding a home for the refugees of Turrip. Though ... perhaps it would be of some benefit to find them another home ?" Inanna asked.

"I could for Turrip what I did for Tatenen; and the chances of former inhabitants swearing revenge would be nonexistent." Or ... hm. That was certainly an idea. "Would they be opposed to moving to another planet, in time ?"

"I've tried," Sarada responded. Parsley's observation skills were too minute and too precise for her to wrap her head around. There was too much information for her to parse through in such a brief period of time, and with her impatience, she could only absorb about a fourth of the information she gained. "It's too much for me to sift through in a short period of time, like during combat. Sis says it takes patience and time to get used to it, but who has time for that ****?"

When Is...Inanna expressed a liking to cussing, Sarada chuckled and patted her on the leg. "It's great, isn't it? I like to think of them as sentence enhancers. When you really want to get a point across. No shame in letting the fucks fly."

"When you do go after him, I'm coming with you. It's Tundra's fault Parsley was killed, and I owe him. Big time." Her features darkened. Every so often, she recalled with vivid clarity the moment she walked into that cell on Turrip and found her sister, leaning against the wall. She remember the horrid, offensive smell that filled the air like a smoke. She remembered seeing her perfectly still, not breathing or anything. It still burned in her head, even though Parsley was alive and well. Even looking at her sometimes made her jump back to that moment. It haunted her nearly as much as what that monster Dashir did to her when she was a little girl. "It's his fault the Tuffles attacked Turrip and killed them. It's his fault that their living weapon, Teen, was created for the sole purpose of engendering our extinction. And it's his fault that ten million people are now without a home. I want him dead, in a way that he can never come back."

Her hands balled into a fist. "He'll be here in only a few months. I've been training my ass off to get used to Parsley's techniques so we can fight him. We both have. I'll be damned if I let him kill anyone else." Knowing him as a Frost Demon, he likely owned hundreds of worlds, enslaving or killing off the populations. It was people like him that were the reason the Junjo were still around and kicking. "Dismantling his empire will be a boon to the entire universe."

She breathed in deeply to calm herself. Getting herself worked up into a frenzy now wasn't going to help anyone. As she took herself down a notch, Inanna spoke again, this time with an interesting idea.

"Let some of the Turrip Saiyans live on Tatenen? Or move Turrip into Vaikuntha?" Those particular Saiyans weren't as prideful as most other Saiyans. Or rather, they had a different brand of pride. Less in race and more in intellect and achievement. "I don't suppose they'd be opposed to that. The different climates mashed together seamlessly, plus the elementals that live there would give them something new to study and research, so it might be good for them." She smiled and nodded. "That's a good idea. I'll run it by the council and we can discuss it next week." Housing would be an issue. It had been a while since she was last there, but she didn't remember seeing any houses or buildings around there.

"Oh." She felt Parsley closing in quickly. "Great," she sighed.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Marasito doesn't say anything and just Silently nods. Marastio then fires a blast of Ki at what seems to be a little boy." How dare you hide yourself among these children Cat bear. After the little boy is hit by the blast.

It suddenly morphs into a Red Panda humanoid alien. The alien runs off in fear. " I deal with you later. right, now I need to attend to these children," Marastio said.

Once free from Von's illusion. The kids snap out of there trance, and Marastio escorts them into the portal. Later a Red Panda humanoid alien wearing a lab coat and white gloves runs pass to the engine room and stops when he notices Sarada.

" This is all you're fault bitch. You should have followed my orders as you were told. You and the rest of the children are supposed to do what they're told," Sonata said.

Sonata stomps on Qaztoh." because of you, and that F@#king Brench-Sejin Nadila. Just up leaving my crew, it started a chain reaction," Sonata said.

" Causing the rest of the brats onboard to think they can leave this crew. No one leaves this crew!" Sonata said.

" Three years ago, I found you lost in space, I rescue you, and how to you repay me. You take over my f#$king ship and give away its location. Not only that, but you unlock the damn cell doors," Sonata said in anger.

Qaztoh spits blood into Soanta's face." f#$k you! You didn't save me, you f#$king abducting me!" Qaztoh said.

While Sonata is beating Qaztoh. A skeleton appears before Sarada," Stop right there, don't take a step further." the skeleton said.

A skeleton with guns... for some reason stood before her. A demand for her to stop passed through its lips... teeth... whatever. "**** you," she replied before trapping it inside a green barrier. She slowly clenched her hand into a fist. The barrier closed in on skeleton, intent on crushing it into a fine powder.

She also noticed the furry red thing. "Well, aren't you a tasty looking creature. You'll make a fine appetizer before I move on to your friend. And such nice fur, too! I'll add your pelt to his and make a nice cloak!" She grinned and trapped the red panda in a barrier, too.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

It is relatively small, more an outpost or station of some sort. The normal First Race design and patterns met her sight. After probably two hours of searching, she finds only three things:

-Emptiness. No one and nothing remains here.

-A single odd metallic cube about four by four by four inches in size.

-Data. The place was a research station, and it looks like the scanners it employs are beyond anything, even Jinzi, has made. From here the First Race scanned the Galaxy, and terrifyingly their information gathered concerned hundreds of races, some so far away (including Earth) that it shouldn’t be possible to reach that far.

The data seemed benign though. Descriptions of the planets, their races, biology, chemistry, etc.....

It was First Race certainly, the derelict outpost; though they had seemingly left little of anything behind. Given what they were capable of however Inanna couldn't help but wonder, as she scoured the place, why they had vanished.

After several hours of nearly nothing, this question was even more important ... as though they had vanished, what they had left behind was pristine and gave little if anything away. Save for a cube, with a compendium of data on hundreds of planets, and their flora, and fauna; though the distances involved ...

"How ?" She heard herself muttering.

With everything of value collected and stowed away however. It seemed there wasn't much reason to hang around ... and there was still a place she needed to head to.

The cosmic storm, and what lay hidden at its center.

So, after forwarding the coordinates of the Research Outpost to Sarada -- who could forward it to Jinzi at her leisure -- the Oni stepped) departed and made her way to where all known starmaps had labeled "impossible to navigate".

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

It was First Race certainly, the derelict outpost; though they had seemingly left little of anything behind. Given what they were capable of however Inanna couldn't help but wonder, as she scoured the place, why they had vanished.

After several hours of nearly nothing, this question was even more important ... as though they had vanished, what they had left behind was pristine and gave little if anything away. Save for a cube, with a compendium of data on hundreds of planets, and their flora, and fauna; though the distances involved ...

"How ?" She heard herself muttering.

With everything of value collected and stowed away however. It seemed there wasn't much reason to hang around ... and there was still a place she needed to head to.

The cosmic storm, and what lay hidden at its center.

So, after forwarding the coordinates of the Research Outpost to Sarada -- who could forward it to Jinzi at her leisure -- the Oni stepped) departed and made her way to where all known starmaps had labeled "impossible to navigate".

OT: How is she does so? Ship or other means?

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Staring down at her tea cup, her mind raced. Still looking down as she spoke, "Earth has had more Guardians than Chroma, still if Iris was able to create 'The Room of Memories', she might know how it is done. Though trying it out here first might make sense." She suddenly looked up at Eva, "May I have your permission to speak with the Guardians of Earth, to see if, with their help, I can create a room here first? If it works, I can go back to Chroma and speak with Iris, then try to create a matching room there. If this works, you and I can communicate through it. If it works, I can travel to the other worlds, visit the other Guardians and, with their permission, create rooms for them as well." As she spoke, her eyes shown with hidden excitement.

She nods.

“Of course.”

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

OT: How is she does so? Ship or other means?

OT: Good question ... she has a First Race Cruiser; if she's more durable than that however, she'll likely just try flying through it since Oni can breathe/survive in space unaided.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

OT: Good question ... she has a First Race Cruiser; if she's more durable than that however, she'll likely just try flying through it since Oni can breathe/survive in space unaided.

The cosmic storm is monstrous. Energy discharges, strange ripples of power, cosmic winds that batter and tear. The Cruiser gets her there and she departs from the ship into the storm.

She soon realizes the storm is untraveled for good reason.

Powerful swells of energy rip and tear at her, temporal and cosmic and more batter and attack as she travels through a multiple solar system sized storm.


Eventually, however, beaten and bloody and sure she wouldn’t have lasted much longer, she suddenly flies into open space, free of the storm. More than that it’s a small solar system, with five planets and a warm, yellow sun.Two massive gas giants orbit on the outer rim of the systems, two smaller ones close to the sun. The last is remarkably Earth looking, oceans and forests and mountain. It is to this she finds herself drawn.

Literally.

Something pulls her towards the planet.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

"I've tried," Sarada responded. Parsley's observation skills were too minute and too precise for her to wrap her head around. There was too much information for her to parse through in such a brief period of time, and with her impatience, she could only absorb about a fourth of the information she gained. "It's too much for me to sift through in a short period of time, like during combat. Sis says it takes patience and time to get used to it, but who has time for that ****?"

When Is...Inanna expressed a liking to cussing, Sarada chuckled and patted her on the leg. "It's great, isn't it? I like to think of them as sentence enhancers. When you really want to get a point across. No shame in letting the fucks fly."

"When you do go after him, I'm coming with you. It's Tundra's fault Parsley was killed, and I owe him. Big time." Her features darkened. Every so often, she recalled with vivid clarity the moment she walked into that cell on Turrip and found her sister, leaning against the wall. She remember the horrid, offensive smell that filled the air like a smoke. She remembered seeing her perfectly still, not breathing or anything. It still burned in her head, even though Parsley was alive and well. Even looking at her sometimes made her jump back to that moment. It haunted her nearly as much as what that monster Dashir did to her when she was a little girl. "It's his fault the Tuffles attacked Turrip and killed them. It's his fault that their living weapon, Teen, was created for the sole purpose of engendering our extinction. And it's his fault that ten million people are now without a home. I want him dead, in a way that he can never come back."

Her hands balled into a fist. "He'll be here in only a few months. I've been training my ass off to get used to Parsley's techniques so we can fight him. We both have. I'll be damned if I let him kill anyone else." Knowing him as a Frost Demon, he likely owned hundreds of worlds, enslaving or killing off the populations. It was people like him that were the reason the Junjo were still around and kicking. "Dismantling his empire will be a boon to the entire universe."

She breathed in deeply to calm herself. Getting herself worked up into a frenzy now wasn't going to help anyone. As she took herself down a notch, Inanna spoke again, this time with an interesting idea.

"Let some of the Turrip Saiyans live on Tatenen? Or move Turrip into Vaikuntha?" Those particular Saiyans weren't as prideful as most other Saiyans. Or rather, they had a different brand of pride. Less in race and more in intellect and achievement. "I don't suppose they'd be opposed to that. The different climates mashed together seamlessly, plus the elementals that live there would give them something new to study and research, so it might be good for them." She smiled and nodded. "That's a good idea. I'll run it by the council and we can discuss it next week." Housing would be an issue. It had been a while since she was last there, but she didn't remember seeing any houses or buildings around there.

"Oh." She felt Parsley closing in quickly. "Great," she sighed.

"I'd think the Queen of the Saiyans would want to take the time; if only to make her even more dangerous in a fight." Inanna teased, in response. "Though I can understand ... as much even I can pick up on -- Parsley's quite a bit better at it." Which is why the Oni tended to leave Parsley to it, whenever the opportunity arose.

"Flavor enhancer ?" Inanna then asked, furrowing her brow as she thought about it. "... I'll ... fucking keep that in mind ?"

The way Sarada responded to Letchee and Tundra however, went a long ways toward determining what Inanna was going to do about the pair of them; and finding out that the Arcosian was responsible for Parsley's death cemented it. Finding out that he'd be there in a few months was also fortuitous as it meant she'd at the least be around for it. Though ... "Dead in a way he can't return from ? Are you asking me, or telling me ?" Inanna asked, before giving Sarada a playful nudge. "And what of this Teen ? I don't believe you mentioned him before ?"

"It would be to move them to Tatenen though," Inanna confirmed after asking her question. "The planet's recovering, and it wouldn't be overly difficult to provide housing for them thanks to the Cloche ... er, Stone Elemanti. They could also reside on Hellenia; the new Moon I provided for them. Entirely up to the Council however I don't mean to supersede the Monarchy ..." The Oni said before chuckling. Only to stop short when Sarada informed her that Parsley was on the way.

"I see ... suppose I should get ready then," the golden-eyed woman said. "First though ... I do believe I'd like to have a bit of fun. So play along ... Parsley." Reaching out to lock onto Parsley then, as she flew in to presumably meet Sarada -- since Inanna was, as far anyone else knew: unable to be sensed -- the Oni extended to her the same 'boon' as she shared with Sarada, the Aka Manah. At which point the Saiyan would find herself emotionally linked to Inanna.

"I do believe my Little Love, approaches," the woman then said before standing up to receive her ... Queen.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

The cosmic storm is monstrous. Energy discharges, strange ripples of power, cosmic winds that batter and tear. The Cruiser gets her there and she departs from the ship into the storm.

She soon realizes the storm is untraveled for good reason.

Powerful swells of energy rip and tear at her, temporal and cosmic and more batter and attack as she travels through a multiple solar system sized storm.


Eventually, however, beaten and bloody and sure she wouldn’t have lasted much longer, she suddenly flies into open space, free of the storm. More than that it’s a small solar system, with five planets and a warm, yellow sun.Two massive gas giants orbit on the outer rim of the systems, two smaller ones close to the sun. The last is remarkably Earth looking, oceans and forests and mountain. It is to this she finds herself drawn.

Literally.

Something pulls her towards the planet.

Of all the poor decisions Inanna had made in recent years, the decision to cross the cosmic storm unaided was perhaps the biggest; as she found out rather quickly why it had been labeled too dangerous to traverse: it was a massive roiling tempest of energy that spanned from what she could sense, multiple times the length of a solar system.

Having already made the trip however ...

Already come this far ...

So departing the Cruiser and stowing it away -- knowing it wouldn't survive the trek -- Inanna forged on ahead; and were it not for her durability and ability to rapidly heal from otherwise fatal injury it would have killed her.

A thought that was rapidly becoming a reality, the moment before she shot out of the storm and found herself staring at a hideaway Solar System. Five planets surrounding a medium star; with two pairs each -- two gas giants, and two unknown closest the star -- with a final one that seemed almost ... indistinguishable from Earth.

Of course, it wouldn't do to approach without issue; and with a look of surprise she found herself being forcibly pulled toward the planet before she even had a chance to enter the atmosphere. Having come this far however, and without the energy to return the way she came ...

In for a Zeni ...

Inanna aided unknown gravitational pull by descending rapidly toward the planet's surface.

[Tami]

She nods.

“Of course.”

Quickly finishing her tea, Meagan stands up, "No time to waste, I have perhaps four, maybe six months at the most to get this done before my pregnancy makes travel difficult. I have to master the process of making the rooms and get them installed on as many worlds as possible in that time." Smiling, "Thank you for your advice, and your support. Now I need to get the support of your predecessors."

With that, she headed towards the section of the Lookout where she could, hopefully speak with them.

OOC: Eva can come as well, of course. Or Meagan can try to speak to them on her own. Either way, she's going to learn the secret of creating a Specialized Room. A Guardian Network Room, unless she can come up with abetter name for it.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Of all the poor decisions Inanna had made in recent years, the decision to cross the cosmic storm unaided was perhaps the biggest; as she found out rather quickly why it had been labeled too dangerous to traverse: it was a massive roiling tempest of energy that spanned from what she could sense, multiple times the length of a solar system.

Having already made the trip however ...

Already come this far ...

So departing the Cruiser and stowing it away -- knowing it wouldn't survive the trek -- Inanna forged on ahead; and were it not for her durability and ability to rapidly heal from otherwise fatal injury it would have killed her.

A thought that was rapidly becoming a reality, the moment before she shot out of the storm and found herself staring at a hideaway Solar System. Five planets surrounding a medium star; with two pairs each -- two gas giants, and two unknown closest the star -- with a final one that seemed almost ... indistinguishable from Earth.

Of course, it wouldn't do to approach without issue; and with a look of surprise she found herself being forcibly pulled toward the planet before she even had a chance to enter the atmosphere. Having come this far however, and without the energy to return the way she came ...

In for a Zeni ...

Inanna aided unknown gravitational pull by descending rapidly toward the planet's surface.

Her descent is slowed as she gets closer, and reentry is surprisingly gentle.

As she descends she sees blue skies, lovely mountains and oceans and tracks of vast forests. In fact, she ends up being deposited just in the outskirts of where a rolling plain meets a forest.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Quickly finishing her tea, Meagan stands up, "No time to waste, I have perhaps four, maybe six months at the most to get this done before my pregnancy makes travel difficult. I have to master the process of making the rooms and get them installed on as many worlds as possible in that time." Smiling, "Thank you for your advice, and your support. Now I need to get the support of your predecessors."

With that, she headed towards the section of the Lookout where she could, hopefully speak with them.

OOC: Eva can come as well, of course. Or Meagan can try to speak to them on her own. Either way, she's going to learn the secret of creating a Specialized Room. A Guardian Network Room, unless she can come up with abetter name for it.

Eva comes and helps out, and now that OchaUke has purified and restored the place, getting the prior Kami’s spirits to help is rather easy.

Arthur, Eva, and Meagan lead the construction and within six hours, they have created exactly what Meagan wanted.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

Her descent is slowed as she gets closer, and reentry is surprisingly gentle.

As she descends she sees blue skies, lovely mountains and oceans and tracks of vast forests. In fact, she ends up being deposited just in the outskirts of where a rolling plain meets a forest.

As she descends, Inanna cant believe how similar to Earth the planet is ... to the point where, had she happened upok it first and been told its name was Earth; she likely would've believed it.

Though stranger than the planet itself, was the lack of ... danger. She half expected, given the storm and the strange pull; that it would've been some kind of trap. And yet here she stood, in front of a lush forest that met a rolling plain.

"... huh."

Checking herself to see how she was healing -- rather well, if a bit bloody -- she started forward into the forest. Though not before scanning for energy signatures ...

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

As she descends, Inanna cant believe how similar to Earth the planet is ... to the point where, had she happened upok it first and been told its name was Earth; she likely would've believed it.

Though stranger than the planet itself, was the lack of ... danger. She half expected, given the storm and the strange pull; that it would've been some kind of trap. And yet here she stood, in front of a lush forest that met a rolling plain.

"... huh."

Checking herself to see how she was healing -- rather well, if a bit bloody -- she started forward into the forest. Though not before scanning for energy signatures ...

And on appears on her energy radar almost immediately, just within the forest.

A voice, male, calls out.

“A stranger in strange lands, walking amidst my land. Speak, Oni: friend or foe?”