You know what Charco needs? Some dino snu-snu. That'll pick him right up.
Ishtar is gonna throw Totoma into Karine.
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
Oh that is a typo.
I meant to say "throw Karine off of the Lookout". We're trying to win the Tournament, right?
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
Last edited by Yun Lao; 03-22-2018 at 05:07 PM.
Either would suffice, really.
But Karine and Totoma haven't even had the traditional "beat the goddamned fuck out of each other" first date that is required by Saiyan culture.
Such things must progress as decreed by King Otatop 500 years ago.
The poster formerly known as Daiyoukai Ramza.
Meagan thinks she is older, more mature than she really is. That can't be good.
Original join date: 11/23/2004
Eclectic Connoisseur of all things written, drawn, or imaginatively created.
Meanwhile, Slak feels really old right about now which is funny since he's one of the younger cast members, both in age and development what with Namekians being really long lived.
Hazard's Playhouse - Episodic anime reviews and other things. Current Post: Houshin Engi: What was Skipped
My Fanfiction.Net Profile
Name: Parsic
Race/Species: Familiar
Age: Old as Space
Height/Weight: 5'6"/121 lbs
Appearance
Space.jpg
Theme
Power Level: 42
Style: Spacial Distortion
Techniques:
Spacial Detection
Spacial Manipulation
Gamma Ray Burst
Chi Entropy
Dark Matter Blast
Twin Polarity Pulsar
Sphere of Vaccum Decay
Special: 42?
History: In the beginning, there was space.
Light, Heat, Expansion, Stars, World, Void, Empty........Alone.......Alone.......Alone......
The formless given flesh. The endless abyss that was never meant to have a will of its own. The theory of everything in the concept of nothing. Void, Space....empty, empty and alone.
One of the two familiars summoned in the legend of the Stoltengarde Scion. An aspect of the cosmos given form and a will of its own, yet by the very weight of its existence was its mind almost shattered immediately. All rationality, all sanity.....like dust in the cosmic winds before the hungry void. There was too much too see, too much to feel, places that should never be seen, things that should never be felt. All at once, she felt them....all at once they teared at her fresh form. But she resisted....
.....space was empty, she was empty.....but here, in this place, in this form...........She didn't feel alone.
------
Name: Chrona
Race/Species: Familiar
Age: Old as Time
Height/Weight: 5'11"/142
Appearance
Time.jpg
Power Level: 1024
Style: Temporal Distortion
Techniques
Time Manipulation
Temporal Acceleration
Time Dissociation
Time-Steam Multiform Technique
Atropos, Rainbow Blade of Causality
Items: Atropos
History: In the beginning, there was time.
Steady, methodical, unrelenting, ever forward. Boring....BORIIIING.
Spin the wheel to the left, take two steps back instead of one step forward, life is meaningless in a ordered universe....the rules were meant to be broken.
One of the two familiars summoned in the legend of the Stoltengarde Scion. Eternal Time given form and a will of its own....and its very first sentient action was a yawn. A yawn pent up over eons. The Scion asked her...
"Why do you yawn?
Time answered.
"Why don't you walk in a straight line forever and see how exciting it is."
In the end, it turned out time...or this incarnation of it, took the concept of her new existence quite well. As time, she was fluid....yet fixed. A infinite number of paths she could travel, but never was the choice her own. Always did the choice belong to another......to tie ones shoes or to not tie ones shoes, to spare a life or end a life. Cursed to walk forever forward, to walk all the paths but the one SHE wanted to walk. Not anymore. NOT ANYMORE.
This was her path now, and she would walk it whatever way she wanted. Two steps back, one to the side, forward and backward.
Freedom.
Last edited by MrSandman; 04-06-2018 at 05:09 PM.