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Post by Cayle Pota on Apr 8, 2020 15:01:14 GMT -8
Ensadala Island, a remote island in the Southern Sea, was once a great place. The center of a Southern Islands Kingdom which was ruled by one of the relatives of Carlos Alfonso De La Reyes, it was one of the few territories in the world which remained which was not officially claimed by the World Government or some other world-wide faction. The island which the man who would grow up to be the Taco King spent his early childhood in was a place very unlike much of the rest of the world. Ruins, and partially civilized, with one small village on the tip of the island which is where Carlos Alfonso and his family had lived in and which remained the sole bastion of civilization on the island of wilderness beauty and possibility, Ensadala was the originator of Pico de Gallo Island and many others, but had been abandoned and dropped in value since a hurricane a few decades ago.
So it had ended up in the hands of Carlos Alfonso and a few of his close friends or relatives, and so the ownership outright, without any world government or other national government oversight, and so it had been easy for the CEO of Taco King to purchase it at a fair or more than fair price from those folks when the company began to massively expand.
It was through that process and numerous consultations with lawyers that ‘Cayle Pota, of Mt. Allion Way, South City, South Island’ became the new owner and new ruler over the island of Ensadala. It would not make much of a settlement or a kingdom for the Saiyan refugees who Cayle had promised protection to though, if they did not go out of their way to make sure that it was.
So the crews and volunteers of the Taco King sponsored flotilla came into the port of Tomate Punto, the village where Carlos Alfonso and the others had lived in at the end, and onto its docks and streets people began to unload cargo. Electricians, plumbers and other workers had already been by to build solar panels on the port settlement’s houses and buildings and to check that the wells were still potable and the sewage systems for the village still worked, but this was only the beachhead, and if they did not expand from this, even the small tribe of refugee Saiyans that Cayle had already assembled would be soon finding themselves crowded, as there was not even enough room for them, properly - and the village of Tomate Punto was not prepared for the kind of all out war and defense that the Saiyan refugees had to be ready for with the Tuffle Science Executive threat out there.
As the boats arrived on the lush Island, Cayle grinned to his assembled friends.
“Are you ready to play Simulator Mayor or whatever that settlement building game that Fiddar likes to play, but in real life instead of on a computer?”
He cracked his knuckles, and then gave his own answer as he stacked up a two story building size stack of crates, wrapped them in fastener belts, then hoisted them up and flew from the boat to the building they had designated as the warehouse. After he dropped them off, the Saiyan former farm boy turned would-be warlord turned to head to the Village’s single restaurant, where Carlos Alfonso was already waiting. The Saiyan had been surprised when he first saw the symbols on the restaurant, but didn’t spare a glance at the eerily familiar canid like creatures circling each other.
This would be their home base, and when everyone arrived to it, he would go over the plan and the layout, as well as what he planned to build and how he planned to build it.
They Began.
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Post by Achido on Jun 27, 2020 18:39:39 GMT -8
With the boats Cayle Pota assembled were all heading toward Ensadala Island, Achido found himself toward the front of the ship, staring off into the horizon. The sun was shining and there were no clouds in sight, along with mild winds to cool them down on their long cruise. As he placed his hands on the railing of the ship, he spotted the island from afar and let a small smile form across his face. "I have been slacking and need to refine my martial arts skills. Once I help Cayle with the community, I will focus on my training." He said in a soft tone, while continuing to stare off toward the incoming island.
As the ships began to dock, Achido walked over to his group of friends, listening to every word Cayle Pota had to say. He was their leader and Achido planned to learn all he could from him because he was not only smart, but the saiyan was also very strong. "Call me, Deputy Achido Nakamura!" He called out in a jokingly tone of voice. Even though Achido would love to become a cop and bust people for doing bad deeds. Either way, He remained focused and ready for whatever Cayle and the others had in mind for their new community.
Once Cayle grabbed two story sized crates and stacked them to his back, Achido looked at him like he was crazy, but the saiyan flew off with the crates buckled down to himself. "Wow, you saiyans really are strong!" He called out with excitement in his voice. He looked over to Ty and Konja, motioning for them to follow. "C’mon, let’s see what he is up to." He called out to them, as he launched up and flew off after Cayle.
The saiyan had already dropped off the crates at the warehouse and was now heading toward the restaurant, where Carlos Alfonso was already waiting for him. Achido landed right next to Cayle Pota, as he was staring at the creatures circling each other. "Hey man, what are those?" He asked, as he pointed to the creatures.
Their new base seemed very homely, but it was indeed becoming crowded, and it would be up to the entire group to build onto what they already had. This was something Achido was looking forward to, as he had experience in building a Dojo with Ty a long time ago.
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Post by Ty on Jun 27, 2020 21:42:20 GMT -8
Tiger Lily nodded at Cayle as he carried over the entire cargo load of the ship, she wondered if she would be helpful at all if he can manage that alone, and this was the first time she would be involved in such a huge project of building houses for the saiyan refugees. It was delightful that she would be close to her home island, where she could visit her parents, and her elderly neighbor. Ocean teal eyes looked over to Achido who followed after Cayle, taking flight right before here eyes, and she looked over to Konja. The first time she met this woman was during the pirate attack on Rango's ship, meeting a second time at the mysterious temple on the coast of Pilaf Land, later Cayle's birthday party, and now a fourth ecounter to help build a safe haven for the saiyans that survived the tuffle bunkers. In all that time, she was no sure what the older woman was capable of, and so she had to ask.
"Can you fly, Konja?" Ty was curious, if they were both to follow the boys, she needed to be able to, "It's alright, if you can't, because I can give you a lift." The red head teenage girl smiled, offering her fingerless gloved hand over to her to take her offer. While she was optimistic at first, she felt slightly intimidated from her cold stare, she simply seemed out of it, and most people did after surviving the shadow anomaly that almost claimed their lives.
It was comforting to know she could meet another saiyan, specifically a female, so that she could ask questions she could not ask Cayle about her heritage that was lost along with her father's knowledge of their home planet. Of course, she would need to forge a friendship first, in order to carry on a conversation of that depth, and she waved over to Achido who caught up with Cayle in the distance.
"If you can fly, should we race?" Ty was competitive as usual.
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Post by Konja of Clan Korm on Jul 6, 2020 6:57:40 GMT -8
In a word, this island was perfection. From what Konja had been told, it had once been a reasonably successful island kingdom, which was actually responsible for the number of surrounding populated islands, but had fallen upon hard times by its previous owner's lifetime. That previous owner being none other than the Taco King himself, Carlos Alfonso. And through various high-level maneuverings that were too far above her humble station as a money counting order taker to particularly comprehend at the moment, this ownership had now been passed on to their would be King, Cayle. This island was now home. More than that... this island was now the Saiyan Kingdom. There may have been other nations of Saiyans out there... but surely they believed the same thing. This was what it meant to take pride in your own people. It might not be as smooth a transition as King Vegeta cleverly uniting the tribes, but their goal should be something of the sort. If there was anything a Saiyan respected, it would be strength. And whether by conquest or diplomacy, they would have to unite these nations sooner or later. That was how the King did things before. The difference, of course, was that the Tuffles were clearly aware they were acting, and there was no time to prepare for war. They would have to build this kingdom up, and fight to protect it, weather whatever storm the Tuffles had in store, before they could strike back. Konja picked up a shipping container with one arm and hefted her pickle jar underneath the other, preparing to make her way off the ship. That was when Tiger Lily addressed her directly. She was far more familiar with this planet, her family having raised her in a way that had adapted well to its culture... to its vast swaths of water. In this way, it was fascinating how she had managed to grow so closely with Cayle that they possibly intended to become... mates, was that the word? They would have children and form a family. Or something of the sort. Konja never did have much opportunity to see mates in action. After all, her mother died in battle when she was very young, and even within her own clan, she preferred to stick to her father. So she could only suspect such a thing. But if that were the case, then Cayle was sure to have his reasons, and Tiger Lily hers. She would watch them with interest to study how exactly mates operated. If she were to start her own family someday, Yamoshi knows, she had to learn how such a partnership worked. Konja wasn't big on making friends. Friends were awkward... Her circle was still quite small. But if her time on this planet was teaching her anything, it was that they had something to offer. And if Tiger Lily was going to become Cayle's mate, she at least owed her oldest friend - the brother she never had - the respect of becoming friends with his chosen mate. She smiled at the question. Smiles were another awkward thing, so she hoped this one didn't look artificial. The awkward feeling of doing so was probably making it worse. Still, it was a good question, and the honest answer was simple. "I'm learning. It still takes a little work to get off the ground, but I always learn better when I get beaten down."Konja tossed the pickle jar, her refurbished cryo-pod, over to an empty spot on the beach, where it landed with a grainy thud. At least with an extra free hand, she would still be able to keep the container held tight even while flying faster than she normally would. This one was full of tightly packed goods anyway. It wasn't likely that they would fall out of place or anything... "Let's fly."[644] cVRkPqTv1d100Ty Achido Warr1d100
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Post by Cayle Pota on Jul 6, 2020 10:22:40 GMT -8
Instinctively, as if it was part of saying their names, Cayle made a gesture with his hand as if it was making a claw and snatching at something with it, or as if it was trying to make a physical illustration of a canine snapping at something.
“White Fangs and their cousins, Berry Biters. Or, so I think. Cadejos are what Carlos Alfonso and the people of this village called them, though... I just have a theory that they're the same thing. If they are, and not just a local myth – they're great dog like creatures with significant power, both in the natural sense and the sense of actual natural power level.” The saiyan former farm boy headed to the bar and standing on the patron side of it. Without a word, he pulled out two cans of soda with letters which would be likely alien to Achido, but any Saiyan who could read would see said 'Mount Allion Explosion', a new secret menu item which was on the menu of Taco King, a soft drink which was going to be exclusive to it. The Saiyan shook up both cans, before tossing one to Achido in the under hand method.
“If they are around, it gives me hope that more than just Saiyans and Tuffles survived the destruction of Planet Vegeta – they were creatures native of Planet Plant.” the icy eyed Saiyan then popped open the pop-top of the can and quickly raised it to his face as the soda began to rush forward like its name sake, explosively. The taste of the soda itself would be a mixture of Lime, Cherry, Cola, Cinnamon, Vanilla, and some mysterious other flavors.
“But besides that, I wanted to thank you for taking the time to help us fix up the island's port and build up the island. It's going to be hard work, worthy training though.” and he didn't say more at the moment, waiting for the others, but he did give the blonde a nod. “Training which might make you a champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament if I have my way, Achido. Which is to say, I intend to take you as my pupil, the first student of the martial arts school I plan to build here and build a branch of in South City.”
He took another gulp of the soda as he waited for Ty and Konja to show up, assuming that they saw him go into the bar, and then added. “I don't want to lose a friend to something like what happened in the Temple, and I don't want you to feel like you can't depend on yourself. You've got potential, more potential than any other pure blooded human than I've seen.”
The brush broom mustached, balding Saiyan old man who was unloading things into the bar chuckled at that, “For all we know he is part Saiyan.” he joked, but Friddar often had some secret meaning in what he said.
“As we wait for Jack, Konja, and Ty to show up – I wanted to tell you my first training challenge for you, if you do indeed accept being my pupil, Achido. I've brought several of the children from the Clan with us to unload the cargo containers. I want you to race them on how many you can carry in a certain amount of time.”
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Post by Achido on Jul 6, 2020 18:32:42 GMT -8
Achido looked to Cayle, as he made some sort of motion to signify the type of animal it was. Either way, the blonde teen was a bit confused and unsure what the saiyan was trying to do. "Is he having a stroke? Is this normal for saiyans?" He thought to himself for a moment, before Cayle began to speak, explaining his theory to what the creature really was. "Cadejos..Interesting." He replied, while the saiyan walked over to the bar.
As Cayle made his way behind the bar and grabbed two cans of soda, Achido looked to them in a confused manner, as if he had never seen anything like it before. Cayle quickly tossed one over to Achido, lucky enough the martial artist was able to grab it with a speedy catch. He examined the can, trying to figure out what it had said, but it was like nothing he had seen before. Just as the saiyan spoke of Planet Vegeta and it’s destruction, Achido looked to Cayle with a serious expression. "I’m guessing that was your home world?" He asked curiously, as he watched the drink fizz up quickly, but Cayle was fast enough to chug the drink.
The blonde teen looked to the can, then to Cayle, and back to the can. "That didn’t look so hard.." He thought to himself, then popped the can open and quickly put his mouth to the can and began to drink it down. All the flavors rushed around his taste buds, fizzing and tingling in the process, but overall it was a very tasty drink. Achido pulled the can away and smiled. "Wow, this stuff is really good. Where did you get this?" He asked curiously.
When Cayle thanked Achido for all the help he would be doing around the island, the blonde man couldn't help but to smile wide. Achido actually felt wanted by Cayle for once and it made him feel like he had achieved something larger than life. But as he kept on going and talking about how their training could turn young Achido into a future World Champion. It was then and there when he started to daydream about fame and fortune, but it all faded when Cayle mentioned that he wanted to make Achido his pupil for the very school they will build for this island.
Achido was a bit confused at first, but then it all came together, causing him to bow his head and keep his arms straight down by his side. As he looked back to Cayle, Achido gave the saiyan a slight nod. "I promise that I will not let you down, Master Cayle." He announced to the man with a smirk beginning to form across his lips. Cayle had commented on Achido’s potential and the temple itself, but he knew that with his training he would be capable of helping all those in need. Even the old mustached saiyan agreed with Cayle. "You really think I have potential?" He added, as he looked back and forth between the two for only a short moment.
It seemed that Jack, Ty, and Konja got tied up with something because they still had not shown up to the bar with Cayle and himself. He just shrugged it off and continued to listen to the saiyan speak. It seemed that his first training session was about to begin and it wasn’t going to be easy. Achido nodded to Cayle with that same smirk on his face before speaking in return. "I’m guessing I can’t fly during this one?" He asked, as he peeked out the window to see exactly how much cargo was still left on the ships.
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Post by Ty on Jul 8, 2020 21:14:48 GMT -8
Konja’s showcase of strength was impressive, Ty listened to her explanation of needing more practice on flying while she effortlessly unloaded some of the cargo to the beach in a single throw, and it seemed that dark haired woman had every desire to fly with some of the cargo in their race. The red headed teen knew nothing about the cryopod, which was among the things that were unloaded, so she thought nothing of it, and she stood by watching for a moment as Konja steadied the load over her shoulder patiently so they could begin. Tiger Lily resolved to do the same, she picked up one of the shipping containers, and prepared to race with the cargo in tow just like her counterpart. As soon as she called out, she pushed off the ship, stirring the vessel in the ocean as soon as she lifted her feet up from the deck, balancing the container over her head, with her impressive half-saiyan strength to rush over to Cayle and Achido who were drinking a beverage from a can in front of a bar. The cargo was unloaded gently in what used to be a building, only the solid foundation nestled into the island was left, and she neatly placed the container in a way so that the entirety of the boat cargo could be placed here. It was the most logical location, she had no desire to crush the native vegetation of the island by placing it anywhere else. The buildings were covered in vines, some of them bore fruit, and there was an advantage of having native plants grow on the structures. The rest of the port town was entirely natural island forest, trees, and flowers she was familiar with flourished on this island including the sweet smelling vanilla flowers with a lingering scent in the air. “Heh, that was fun! I love sports just as much as Achido...who tends to win most of the time despite being able to beat him at a fight.” Ty clarified, “It takes a certain level of patience to play sports. We were paid to test drive wolf fang motorcycles in a race and snowboarded marshmallow summit in pilaf land...and he won both times.”Y1d2N|501d100[372] [713] 1d100
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Post by Konja of Clan Korm on Jul 20, 2020 16:35:31 GMT -8
Konja found something of a semblance to a subtle smile as Ty went over and picked up her own container. That was fair. Sport and enjoyable competition were made to be fair. After all, the point was to have fun and see who was better in a particular skill alone, without any other factors involved. A "level playing field", as she had heard some earthlings say on the TV. War wasn't fair. She had learned that principle well, between the many sneak attacks her father pulled during spars to drill that fact into her, or the countless ambushes, sky drops, and airstrikes the Tuffles had thrown her way. It was the furthest thing from sport, a struggle for survival at any cost, rather than something done for fun. As Ty rose up into the air with her container, crouched, getting her feet in position, and sprang forward into a sprint, kicking off the ship as she reached the bow and sending herself up into the air. She took off like a plane, if with a big more push to it. The barge shook back some, causing some angry fist shaking from those who knew the reason why, but she was too far away to hear any of the yelling that accompanied it. Beneath was the port, and the rest of the island. This moment here and now, was sport. And yet, the bigger picture was that they were preparing for war. It was an odd contrast, but life was probably full of such strange realisations. The fast food cashier with a warrior's blood found a good clear spot to set down her cargo. It was a ruin of some sort... most of the building was gone, but its foundation was still there. Amid the undergrowth and other plant life. Certainly lusher than the badlands the Saiyans had staked their claim on back on Planet Plant. Konja set the container down with the care of a fast food worker carrying a cup of soda, or a paper pack with a full meal in it... Nice and steady. As soon as she touched the ground, she looked over to see Ty doing the same. It was a subtle difference, but it was clear she'd won this particular race. Still, it was a fine line. She walked over as Cayle's future mate set down her own container, and offered a handshake as the latter made her enjoyment known. "Yes, this was fun. Maybe we can have a rematch sometime." It was of course interesting that she would point out how Achido enjoyed sport. Konja momentarily flashed back to the ice competition, and then that test drive with Jack... "What a coincidence. Jack and I also tested out some wolf fang bikes some time ago...That company must have been pretty big around this area. Amid the flowers, fruit, and other aromas, she picked up an ancient, familiar scent. White fangs? Here? She looked around and spotted the source, a pair sizing each other up near the restaurant where Cayle, Achido, and the others had settled down. "Let's go see what the fuss is. She headed over and raised a hand in greeting, noting the now-familiar cans of what was likely soda of some sort. 541/1185 Cayle Pota Ty Achido
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Post by Cayle Pota on Jul 21, 2020 19:14:57 GMT -8
Cayle didn't seem to notice any strange expression from Achido over the hand signaling, and the Saiyan former farm boy simply kept up his smile as he talked to the blonde earthling boy. At the question about Planet Vegeta, or Planet Plant, the Saiyan gave a nod.
“Yeah, I don't know every single detail, and it was long after we had been abducted and sent off from there, but Planet Vegeta, or Planet Plant, was the name of the planet that I was originally born on.”
It was simple, if a sort of melancholy thing to say. Was Cayle so adjusted to being an Earthling and to not being on Planet Plant that he could say such a thing without remorse or sadness? He didn't feel remorse or sadness. He only felt happiness, hope, and determination, and his teeth actually showed in the grin he gave Achido after the drink and Achido's commentary on it.
“Me and Carlos Alfonso came up with it, actually. We're gonna sell it at Taco King and if it's popular enough probably also sell it in convenience stores and grocery stores as an individual drink.”
As Cayle finished the drink he had, gulping it down, he nodded to Achido. “Yes, I think you do. You have more potential than any other pure strain earthling that I've seen, even a purported martial arts master whom was just a cat in a Kakarot costume gi.”
Cayle thought of the children who would be racing Achido, and only counted one capable of actual flight. “Yeah, flight's out of the door unless we have Konja and Ty race you at some point later in the day.”
When Ty and Konja showed up, he changed his mind, in fact. “I'll be honest with the three of you, I've got a pretty good reason to believe that there's a defunct Tuffle base on this island.” he pointed at one of the vividly painted pictures of the Island's 'spirit guardians', the Cadejo. To Cayle, and likely he assumed also to Konja and the rest of the Saiyans from his part of Planet Plant, it would look strikingly like a White Fang.
“But I don't think we're going to be attacked or anything. It does mean we need a sort of perimeter on things though, so I've got a challenge for the three of you.” He pointed a half-mile further in the remnants of the city, some of which were empty. There, where a warehouse was before, stood a vast, cleared and empty foundation.
“Race one another there, carrying cargo containers. Stack them neatly. The first one of you to ten cargo containers wins.”
It would be useful training for Achido, for Ty, and for Konja, and it would allow Cayle to scout the island without having to worry about someone who couldn't handle a situation being the ones to head there.
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Post by Jack Pota on Jul 23, 2020 19:15:47 GMT -8
This island, it was essentially a blank slate, a new land upon which they all could set the foundation of their new community upon which they all could make a new start. Jack and Choi were busy collecting the last few of the large cargo containers while the others hurried on ahead to the younger Saiyan's annoyance. "Couldn't they at least wait on us? Jeez...so uncool..." Choi grumbled in complaint as they each strapped the bundles of cargo containers together before each carrying their individual loads on their backs and taking off in flight. "They're just excited to get things started and settled here Choi. Besides, there is still much work that needs to be done as a group and individually, myself included." Jack said calmly with a laid-back composure as they flew together, but he was still a tsunami of emotions internally, and recent events didn't help his nerves much either. However, once the community was built and settled, he would finally be able to begin work on translating and compiling all of the data that they have gathered thus far, amongst other duties that came with his particular area of expertise of Science and Technology. The words of the former Tuffle did seem to reach the youth as he realized that Jack had a lot of responsibilities of his own to contribute to the community.
"Hey...uh...you're going to be okay, right?" Choi asked Jack after they neatly stacked the cargo containers on top of the others that were already present. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Why don't you play with the other kids in the meantime? I need to convene with the others anyway." Jack replied softly with a smile to Choi before the young Saiyan ran off to play with the other children. He then quickly flew himself to the restaurant bar where the others were gathered, and he quietly landed onto his feet, after Cayle had explained the conditions of the race; which he assumed he was disqualified for per his late arrival. He almost immediately took notice of the dogs that looked remarkably like White Fangs that he remembered reading about in his books at the lab when he was still a young boy, ignorant of his father's unforgivable machinations. If White Fangs are here, then there's a possibility of a Tuffle Bunker hidden somewhere on this island. Perhaps I could make use of its contents somehow...? Jack thought to himself as he considered doing some additional scouting of his own, if he wasn't included into the competition.
Not that he was against it or anything, but even now, he was still attempting to familiarize himself with his own limits because of the genetic code that resided inside of him from Cayle. Would he really make a good warrior? An athlete? A good soldier? It was impossible for him to know for sure right now, but he did have the basic gifts that were common in all Saiyans, at least; traits that he could only dream of when he was still just a Tuffle and nothing more. However...that also brought into question what potentially could have happened to the genetic information that was removed from him. Jack knew that his father wouldn't gift his DNA to another Saiyan, but...could it have been used to create another cloned soldier born for the sole purpose of carrying out his father's will and serving ISLET? It was very possible, but he hoped to himself that it wouldn't come to the point that he'd have to literally face the physical manifestation of his own inner demons, the worst and most cruel version of himself that he could ever imagine. For now, he decided to push those thoughts into the back of his mind, and focus on whatever task Cayle had specifically assigned for him next.
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Post by Achido on Jul 25, 2020 12:19:43 GMT -8
As Cayle spoke of his home world and how they were abducted from there and brought to earth, Achido had so many questions to ask Master Cayle, but now was not the time for that. "Abducted and sent off from there? Who in their right mind would do such a thing?" He thought to himself, as he took another drink from the soda can. The questions continued to flood his mind, but Achido could sense others coming to their location, so he would save them for another time in the near future.
It was rather fascinating to Achido that Cayle of all people could see the true potential within the human being. He didn’t even know what to say or how to react to his words, so he gave the saiyan a nod, before mustering up the ability to speak. "Thank you, Master Cayle. Hearing that from you gives me at least some confidence in what I can do." He replied to the saiyans words, before hearing the doors open up behind him.
It seemed that the entire group was there and Achido had no idea how long any of them were there because of how interested he was with Cayle’s story about the saiyans being abducted. This may have been the first time Achido was getting involved with their personal history and lives, causing him to only become closer to his friends. With Konja and Ty making their way in as well, Achido turned from the window and waved to them both. "Glad you two could finally make it." He said to them just cracking a small joke.
With Cayle giving him a new training task, Achido grinned wide when he saw the others standing around. "If I can sneak out of here, I can get a head start!" He thought to himself, as he began to slowly make his way towards the exit of the building. Whether or not any of them saw him, the blonde teen managed to squeeze out the door and make his way to the closest ship.
Achido looked up to the large stacks of cargo and frowned a bit. "They are so big! This is going to take forever!" He said, as he continued to look over the tower of cargo they needed to transport to the island. The blonde teen launched to the top and picked up a large box, flopping it to his back, while still gripping it. He looked to where he had just come from, sensing the others making their way toward the ship, so he quickly flew off the ship and tried to beat them all. Speed Racer! e6hOqvMf1d100
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Post by Ty on Aug 1, 2020 20:10:16 GMT -8
Ty shook Konja’s hand and listened to her explain that she also tested wolf fang motorcycles with Jack in the past. “Really? Those bikes are super fast! I was so nervous at the speed that I trailed behind. There is an island near Pilaf Land with a race track, maybe after we are done unloading everything, we can test their latest model together.”
The raven haired Saiyan woman released her hand to motion over to the others, suggesting to regroup, and to find out what Cayle and Achido were up to. The redhead followed closely behind, entering the restaurant with a bar keep, it was made out of adobe brick, the windows allowed for the ocean breeze, and a few ceiling fans kept the air flowing. It was recently made into a structure, as several buildings were in disrepair, and Ty was beginning to wonder how she would help build a home for all the saiyans on the island.
Cayle spoke up with their arrival, explaining that there was another tuffle bunker on the island, and this was the first time Ty was required to help in this mission. Last time she uncovered tuffle remnants it was in the hands of pirates in the southern sea, followed by helping her Uncle aid the rescued saiyans from a bunker in Pilaf land, and there was no telling what they would find in the one at this island. It was a mystery box being opened, either saiyans, weapons, or tuffles would be found inside.
What if they found a tuffle? Would they be kept in cryo sleep or imprisoned for their crimes forever? Tiger Lily knew nothing about them, apart from the fact that her father was separated from his family, along with Cayle and Konja. The thought made her so nervous, she forgot what Nalta had said about them, and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
Instructions were given to carry more of the cargo ship’s load to another location and to race for it. While Tiger Lily enjoyed a good race, she was a bit distraught still, she simply nodded at Cayle then took off to the ship. The container she stood in front of was partially ajar, she took a peek inside, and saw that it was filled with Capsule corp dynocapsules which most likely contained a lot more building materials and tools to rebuild the island with. With all her strength she closed the metal shipping container and lifted it up over her head while waiting for Konja and Achido to catch up she began to use it as a weight to build up her muscle strength.
“Alright, ready you two?” Ty said passively, “Here goes nothing.”
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Post by Konja of Clan Korm on Aug 2, 2020 10:05:15 GMT -8
"That's something I find endearing about bikes," Konja smiled a bit, clearly fond of her time with such a thing. Even if she already knew how to fly, that didn't mean she stopped appreciating the wolf fang's own speed. Of course, therein was also the blatant ignorance of just how different bikes were from each other. That was the kind of thing that tended to happen when your only exposure to bikes was the motorised kind... As they made their way to the restaurant, Ty invited her to test out new wolf fang bikes on an island with a raceway. "I'd love to. Maybe after we finish building this place up?"The pair stepped into the restaurant, and were greeted by Cayle and Achido. She responded with her attempt at a warm wave of the hand. And just in case she ended up miscommunicating... "Thanks. We had to make sure the tra- containers - were stable." Almost said trays. It seemed the manager was correct when he explained that given enough time, the Taco King culture would make itself at home with her. Though she wasn't sure if it was part of the culture, per se, she was definitely starting to see an increasing number of things in a fast food perspective... Cayle got straight to the point. Which he emphasised through a painting of what most definitely looked like white fangs. There was a big possibility that the Tuffles had a bunker here. Whether it was active, defunct, or dormant, was the question. If the former, then it would be like the one underneath the Emperor's sea. Armed and perhaps prepared. If the other, perhaps they could scavenge something useful from it. Perhaps there would be pickles still preserved and alive... and if the latter... well, that required stealth, and more deliberation. As her childhood friend gave out instructions for the lot of them, the farmer turned fast food cashier noticed Jack slip in, and waved in acknowledgement of his arrival. "If Cayle doesn't have something different for you, maybe you could join our little race?" She turned back to Cayle and wound her shoulder some. "Just like the old days, huh? Taking turns carrying the roab carcass back to our villages?" Except instead of a giant multi-ton meat feast, it was a giant multi-ton metal shipping container full of capsules. Not unlike the ones she saw Tuffles using back during the war. Except instead of a blinding flash of light revealing their contents, these released them in a puff of smoke. Much less painful to the eyes, she reckoned. Konja made her way to another ship and picked up the nearest container. If one capsule could store a whole house as some of the advertisements on TV showed, then a container full of them could conceivably carry a lot of houses. "A race to ten!" With the steel construct over her shoulder, she once again ran to pick up momentum and jumped into flight as she touched the bow. The race was on. [504/1689] Jack Pota Ty Achido Cayle PotaC3VuN6gS1d1001d100
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Post by Cayle Pota on Aug 7, 2020 4:48:13 GMT -8
Cayle was patient, at least in this. It was meant to be a fun game for Achido, Tiger Lily, and Konja, but also to instill confidence in the three of them in it all. That was one of the many reasons that Cayle chose not to participate in this 'race', including the fact that he was both keeping his power level suppressed and trying to listen as others began to test things and load things on the docks from the boats so that traffic could continue and the boats which were moving after this unload could get out of here.
He took the last sip of the experimental soft drink that he, Carlos Alfonso and Taco King's Flavorateros had come up with and crumpled up the can in his hand before dropping it in the bin Friddar had already placed in the disused bar for recycling.
“Hey Nalta, go get Mung, Garbonzo, Pinto, Navy, Rajma, and Split. Tell them that Cayle has a game for them to play. Remember the air horns that we had to use to make Friddar wake up after he discovered the earthling drink whiskey?”
The girl flew into view, before grinning and giving Cayle a thumbs up. Friddar had urinated himself when that had happened and Nalta found it immensely funny. Not as funny as when they had done the same thing to Tara when she discovered the Margarita, but it was up there.
Soon, the girl had assembled her core, each armed with the mightiest of weapons. Bullhorn speakers. The little saiyan kids, many of whom had taken to Nalta like she was a princess after being saved from the Pilaf Land bunker and Nalta claiming to be the 'chief of security of the Ensadala Kingdom', all got in line with their weapons and rushed off into the abandoned buildings, trees, etcera in the area.
On irregular passes of Tiger Lily, Achido, and Konja's flight path carrying the crates, they would blow their blow horns in attempts to throw them off their focus and make them struggle to get there quickly, safely, and most importantly, first.
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Achido (Subtract from the roll you've made and will make in your next post to find Achido's actual speed.) rskuWOAr1d25
Tiger Lily (Subtract from the roll you've made and will make in your next post to find Ty's actual speed.) 1d25
Konja (Subtract from the roll you've made and the one you will make in your next post to find Konja's actual speed.) 1d251d100·1d100·1d100
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Post by Achido on Aug 8, 2020 11:14:58 GMT -8
As Achido raced with the large container on top of his back, he looked over his left shoulder to see Ty catching up to him. A slight grin appeared over his lips, but he put his attention back to the island in front of them all. "Come on Achido, you got this!" He thought to himself, as he pushed himself to his limits. At least that’s what he thought his limit was.
Achido looked around the island and spotted a large cliff in the distance. It seemed like a nice place to train in the future, but he had to focus on the task ahead of him. There was a warehouse up ahead where some of the other containers were stashed away, so Achido knew right away that he had to place it within the warehouse. Just as he was beginning to descend to the ground below, the sound of horns screeched through the air around him. It slowed him down a bit, but he shook it off and kept going. Cayle must have sent the other pickle saiyans out to distract them from their mission.
Once his feet touched down on land, Achido began to run with the large metal container on his back, When he saw where the others were set up, he quickly set the container down inside the warehouse and looked back to see that he was the first to arrive. With a smile stretched across his face, the teenager jumped to the sky and flew off back towards the ship.
This may have been a lot of fun to the teenager, but this was also training him without Achido really knowing it. The fact that he had to constantly push himself in flight, was one way of him becoming faster than he could imagine. Either way, his sight was set on the ship and really wanted to win this race with Ty and Konja!
Already rolled, which was 23.
Word Count: 325 Total Word Count: 1,859 1d100kwGUisMm
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