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The Run Down!; medium quest
Topic Started: Jun 7 2010, 07:40 PM (221 Views)
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The Run Down
Location: Namek
Difficulty: Medium
Reward: +600 zeni, +5 DP, +20 all stats, +5 Rp Credits, +2 alignment
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You have been contracted by someone to chase down a suspect in a murder. It is unknown if the contractor is a cop or a felon, but the person you are going after is on the 'Namek Most Wanted List' for murder. Killing him would only bring one of the most vile creature to justice, but so would turning him into the police. Do what you believe to be the right path.
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The sun was shinning a crossed the planet Namek. It has been a long time since it has rained on this planet and the days seem to becoming hotter with each moment. Gero stepped out of his hut with sweat dripping down his forehead. Namek's where good for drinking water which made them sweat more often. Gero put his hand over his forehead as he saw the sun was staring down upon him. Shaking his head from side to side he decided to head over to the nearest restaurant. He decided to take this day as an off day from training and relax his body.

Gero started to walk down the dirt path with his his head held high. He just lost a battle from a close friend of his in which he will be happily to battle Oboe again. Gero knew the reason on why he lost the battle. Recently he has been putting his body through too much torture and not getting enough rest, so for now on once a week he will rest his body. It was time to take care of himself instead of beating himself up. In do time he will become strong, but he doesn't want to risk his life for this.

As he neared the hut, Gero took a seat in the corner. He loved the corner seats, because he was able to see everyone that walked through the door. Most of the namek's that passed where farmers or children. This was the hot spot for people to come grasp a drink before there hard days of work. All of the town folks knew of Gero, so they had no grip in him sitting for as long as he wanted.

As a namekian waiter came over he asked Gero a question "Hey Gero, what you having to day, and its been along time".

Gero nodded as it has been a long time since he came in this restaurant. He has been at Master Guru's for some time trying to figure out this dimensional sparring and why he was unable to win.

"I think I'll take.... what is this vitamin water" asked Gero with a question mark on top of his head.

"Ahhh... yes that is knew and we are able to get it from the earthlings. Its knew to them but with the new transit we have traveling back and forth then we are able to get some of the better things they have. So its good and I'll assume you will try it" spoke the waiter as he turned around and walked away.

Vitamin thought Gero. It sounded good and it seemed to be calling to Gero. Looking at a basket of apples on the table, Gero grabbed one and took a bite out of it. "What to do today.... what to do today" thought Gero.
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Leather sheathed feet touched down softly on the swaying grass. Piccolo had stopped from his travel after catching a glimpse of something down below him. He was still being drawn to the strange feeling, but the location that he had found himself standing in had struck him as familiar. He had been there before, but couldn’t place his finger on it.

“Mr. Piccolo?” The small black haired half-Saiyan said with a smile as he stood there at the entrance of the village.

“Come on. You can stay here with me. The Namekians here have taken me in. They’re really nice.” The half-Saiyan said as he waved for Piccolo to follow him into the village.

Piccolo remembered what he felt then at that moment. The boy was the first actual life form that had actually ever held any form of affection for the Namekian warrior. He had bestowed fear and his properly given title upon the inhabitants of that planet, Demon King. Yet, this child had seen something in the warrior, which he did not share for himself.

Piccolo felt a strange feeling come over him then which caused him to shake his head. His eyes blinked to see that everything he had just witnessed to be nothing more than a memory of the half-Saiyan child, Goji, which he had befriended there on Planet Namek.

The Namekian simply just found himself standing there at the entrance of the village that Goji once lived in. His eyes narrowed then as his distaste for the Namekian people started to sour his mouth. His body turned sharply as the cape followed around through the air after him. He had more to do, and this was not where he needed to be at the moment. It was a sign of weakness for him to even return simply out of an investigation into the memory of someone other than himself.
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Gero sat quietly has people walked in an out of the restaurant. After a couple of minutes the waiter returned with the Vitamin drink in his hand. Putting it down on the table the namek said "I'll be back to see what you feel about it. Hopefully you like it and can get people to buy this more often. It cost alot of money to get this over to our planet" spoke the waiter as he turned around and headed for another customer.

Gero shook his head as he spun the cap off of the top. Putting it to his lips, the namek started to gulp on the drink. The taste of this was alot better than water. The drink had a different taste, but also gave him the nutrients that he needed. Gero finished the drink and was ready for another. Getting up off his seat, Gero headed towards the waiter.

"Hey get me another and let me know the price of that, because I have to leave now" spoke the namekian warrior.

The waiter nodded as he walked over to a refrigerator. Pulling out another one and tossing it over to Gero he said "There both on the house, but please spread the word my friend" spoke the waiter.

Gero nodded as he said "Will do my friend and Thanks".

Gero headed out the door of the hut too catch a glimpse of evil around the area. His sense's where still to young to be able to tell where anything was around him, but Master Guru taught him a few tricks to try and Master it. He was able to tell that something wasn't right on the planet but was unable to tell what and where it was.

"I guess my time on a rest is done, but I do need to master this sense technique. I need to get a ship and head to planet Earth to find this Master Roshi. Master Guru holds him in high regards to better my training" softly spoke Gero as he was started to head down the dirt road. Lately something has been different to Gero. His mind and body was feeling right and he was having dreams but of someone else. He wasn't able to keep his composure lately, so hopefully he won't get into any fight that will be too difficult for him.
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Piccolo had just started walking in the opposite direction from the village until he stopped there. His body went motionless as he stood there with only his white cape whipping there. The wind had picked up slightly as it rushed in from the grass filled plains of the planets into the village. It was a refreshing sense for a brief moment, but the wind just wasn’t natural as it glided there underneath the two suns of the planet.

“What is that?” Piccolo asked as he looked intently into the direction that the wind was coming from.

That wasn’t all that was disrupting the balance of energy around the warrior as he stood there, though. Something else had caught his attention as he gathered in the area around him. His traditional sight seemed to have left from the eyes that he used for vision. Instead his vision took to a sky’s view of the area with a different tint of things. There weren’t objects that he saw, such as houses, birds, and water, but it was the Ki that made these things up. It was the world that was detailed in different shades and colors of specks of light.

This vision that he had used time and time again within his meditations completely became void with a ripple then that scattered the small orbs of light from one single source. The source, however, maintained its form of Ki as it made its way through the bulbs of light that floated wildly about the area. That and one more sign of energy that Piccolo had never seen before lit the area…before. It was a twined group of strings made of energy that was strung from this creature all the way…to…him…

Piccolo spun around quickly then to see through his own pair of eyes. They narrowed as they locked on to the life force that he had seen linked to him, bound to him. It was a Namekian that was slowly making his way from a building there in the village and towards Piccolo. A young Namekian that the warrior had never laid eyes on before, but for some reason, could feel as if he knew some part of him.

“I suggest you start speaking very soon…” Piccolo said then with a low monotone voice as his feet made their steps to the unfamiliar Namekian.

Before I locate my own answer from the inside out…of you...
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A bit of a wind gust flew down through the dirt path lifting part of the dirt like a twister. The streets where busy with working nameks as they where getting themselfs prep for another day at work. Gero looked forward to see a namek standing in the middle of the road with a white cap flapping through the wind. It seemed to him that the namek was starring at him with a fierce look in his eyes. His eyes cut through Gero like a blade cutting through paper.

"I suggest you start speaking very soon…" spoke the namek in a tough tone.

Gero took a quick swig of his vitamin water while he was thinking of what to say. "What does he want me to say" thought Gero as his mind was twisted up. As Gero starred at the namek he realized that he has seen this specific namek before. Most nameks look similar but they have certain features that separate them. Only nameks where able to tell the difference between eachother. Gero walked foward to where he was right near the namek that had spoken to him.

"Speaking soon.... Well I really have nothing to speak about, but I have seen you before, but I can't place my finger on it. What brings you to this village and to single to me out. I think you the one that needs to start speaking soon" spoke Gero as he awaited for the namek to speak.

A cold chill was sent up the spine of Gero's back as he caught another feeling that someone was hear that wasn't doing any good. Gero then realized that he has seen this namek in his recent dreams. He watched the battle that happened on another planet as if it was real. There power was tremendous and this namek was way beyond Gero's power level at the time. This bothered Gero because if this namek still had this power and wanted to fight then there would be some issues at hand.
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"Speaking soon... Well, I really have nothing to speak about, but I have seen you before. I can't place my finger on it. What brings you to this village and to single to me out? I think you’re the one that needs to start speaking soon"

Piccolo gave off a little smirk as the Namekian had given a suggestion almost like an order. Behind his eyes, though, as he stared down the strange Namekian, curiosity had started to crawl its way from the back of his mind. He was lost into how or why his energy was linked to this Namekian. There was only one other of his kind to have ever shared a link that was similar to this one, and that was with Kami, who was the other half to the infamous Demon King. There was no history with this Namekian at all, however.

The idea that his own Ki force was being bound with another Namekian started to force Piccolo’s blood to boil there underneath his flesh. It was already bad enough that he was forced to share a link with Kami, but now another? These games would never end with him. Ever since he was brought back to life, mysteriously, he had found himself being drawn in one direction to something he did not know about, and now he was linked to yet another Namekian. The only thoughts that could cross his mind was Guru or Kami…

“I will speak when I very damn well choose to speak…” Piccolo said then with a sharp voice as he took a step forward.

The warrior’s feet stopped then, however, as well as his speech did. His eyes shifted over to one side quickly as the signature that he had picked up earlier was coming nearer. He did not know what it was, nor did he care to know what it was. His only concern was that Namekian there at that moment. His questions of this weird link would be answered.

That was before the force Piccolo was reading, however, didn’t come to him as a threat. His body shifted to face the direction that his eyes had glanced off to seconds before. His eyes blinked as they took on the different vision, so that he could scan the flow of Ki around him. That was when the disturbance that he had located earlier had only grown in power.

“This will have to wait until I am done…” Piccolo muttered then with a fierce glare at the Namekian before taking to the skies towards the signature.
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Gero felt like the namek had bit of an angry side to him by the way he replied to him. He was a bit bigger than Gero himself, but Gero never compared sizes when it came to another competitor. He could see that the namek kept looking in a different direction. Something else was bothering him inwhich also caught Gero's attention.

“This will have to wait until I am done…” spoke Piccolo

Gero heard this and was unaware of what the namek was talking about. Before Gero could speak a word out; the namek flew off into the sky. The namek had speed behind him and was moving quickly out of the eye sight of Gero. Hesitating and not knowing what to do. Gero felt his heart wanting to follow the namek. Using his ki, Gero dashed off the ground towards the direction of the namek. His feet lifted up off the ground with leaving a larger crater from where he used to stand.

The wind was smashing acrossed his face like waves of ocean. Gero could tell that his training was working from how quick and strong he has begun in such a short time. The crazy part was how he has grown so much, but was unable to catch the other namek. The both of them where moving at the same speed, in which Gero was unable to catch the namek, but keep him in his eye sight.

This bothered Gero, because the feeling he was catching of something bad was coming from this direction. The farther he went the more he felt the bad in his heart. Gero watched as the namek started to decent down, in which help Gero be able to catch back up to him.

"HEY WAIT UP" screamed out Gero as he hoped the namek could hear him.
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Piccolo cut the distance between him and the strange power level quickly as he dashed across the flat surface of Planet Namek. Behind him, the strange Namekian was following. The warrior did not need eyes to know what the unknown Namekian was doing. The bond between the two of them had grown even stronger since Piccolo had laid his eyes on the warrior. It was a strange sensation to feel, the connection between him and the stranger.

All of that would wait, though. This new signature was disturbing to Piccolo. It was an odd trace of power. The Demon King could feel it within his veins that the force was one to be reckoned with. It was strong and it seemed to be unstable as it was jumping up and down in power. That meant one thing indefinitely to the Namekian, the unknown creature was expending Ki. It was a product of using attacks and at the level that it was at, the creature was burning a lot of Ki…

Piccolo came to a blunt stop within the air suddenly. He turned quickly to face the Namekian stranger that was following him. With a snarl across his face, Piccolo crossed his arms as he floated there not far from the signature that he was tracking. He waited there with a stern look while floating in the air waiting for the other Namekian to catch up.

“I don’t know what you are doing or even thinking about doing, but I swear, ‘hero’…you have better stay out of my way…” Piccolo barked out angrily once the stranger got within hearing range.

“This is my fight…” Piccolo muttered then right before turning his head downward into the direction his attended target.

In Piccolo’s mind, this was his fight by all means. When it came to a battle, it was finder’s keepers. Piccolo did not want to save anything, nor did he want any sort of call for noble behavior and action. This was out of greed and selfishness. This was him testing his weakened state. This…unknown force…was much stronger than he was and it just couldn’t be so. Most had logical reasons for such actions to call for combat. For him, however, it was purely egotistical.
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“I don’t know what you are doing or even thinking about doing, but I swear, ‘hero’…you have better stay out of my way…” Piccolo barked out angrily once the stranger got within hearing range.

“This is my fight…” Piccolo muttered then right before turning his head downward into the direction his attended target.

Gero stopped dead in his path. He looked at the namek with a sad look in his face. He has never been cut down like that and has never been told not too help. He was namek's savior and has done alot for his people lately. Who is this new namek to tell him what he could and could not do. He watched the namek fly down towards the ground. Gero wanted to wait back and not follow the namek, since he didn't want to battle the namek but ask him questions.

His heart was pumping hard and cold sweet started going down his forehead. Gero has never had these feeling before. This namek was holding something against him. Gero seemed like they had a connection of some sort. He could help himself but follow the namek down towards the ground. Looking down on the ground, there was a human looking creature in the middle of a field.

His shirt was off and he was rising and lowering his ki back and forth. A blue aura would come and then disappear from around the creater. Gero knew that this wasn't a human; by the way his hair stood up. He had a rage looking face from him. Gero could tell that he was ready for a battle of some sort, but nameks weren't your average battler's.

Gero looked down too see that the other namek was face to face with the creature. The other namek was that one percent of namek's that love to battler. Gero himself was also a fan of battling. This is what kept the adrenline rushing through his body. Winning and losing was both equally the same. Gero could careless which one happens to him. He just wants to max out to his strength.

"I think I will sit this one out and watch this fight go on" spoke Gero as he went down near a tree and crossed his arms.
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“I’m not going back!!” The humanoid screamed as soon as Piccolo came to a land not far from in front of him.

Piccolo cocked a brow and his lips curled upward on one side as he smirked. The leather shoes that he wore skipped with wide steps backward as his legs moved him in the same direction his opponent was charging. Every step the warrior took he waited for the creature to swing at him before springing into another backward step out of the attack and putting more distance between him and the opponent.

It was a childish thing to do, to toy with someone like Piccolo was, but it was something that the Namekian had enjoyed so many times before. It was a great feeling that consumed the warrior as he played with the opposition. He would never act as if they were a challenge, even if they were, it would be destructive to his own style.

Piccolo’s feet stopped moving then and his body leaned off to one side as his fingers curled there to ball them into a fist. Once the humanoid reached the warrior, Piccolo whipped across releasing a punch with enough force that he could slide on by. With the momentum of his swing, he continued in the direction, so that he darted off quickly to the left.

The Namekian fighter stopped after making it out a few yards. His back remained to his opponent as one of his feet were brought up off of the ground and the others tip was only dragging there as he flew backward towards the humanoid. Once he had gotten close enough his body turned and the leg that was brought up into a bend whipped out to perform a devastating kick.

The backward fly was not up to speed, however. The action and the weighted clothing that the Namekian wore were holding him back. His opponent was slow, but not that slow. He quickly reacted to the attack and turned his own body so that he could snap back at the attacking warrior with a swing of his arm. All he had gotten, however, was nothing more than the white cape that was being worn. The Namekian was nothing more than an image that faded shortly after the humanoid had struck out at it.

“What!?!” The humanoid roared out as he frantically tried to rip the cloth from his tangled arm.

It had all been too late, though. The Namekians opponent had fallen for his decoy. A quick attack was brought out form the other direction as Piccolo reappeared there behind the opponent. His knee was extended outward and into the center of the man’s back. A cracking noise could be heard popping up and down from the center of impact of the man’s arched spine.

“I was hoping for more…” Piccolo whispered softly into the man’s ear as he leaned inward.

Piccolo brought his arm up then. His fingers extended so that there was a strain on the sharp talons that were natural to him. The arm was then brought out in front of the humanoid who moaned in agony and back across. With one single jerk, the claw was brought across the man’s neck causing a deep laceration. Not only was the cut left in the wake of the attack, but so was a band of energy that burned with a greenish tint.

“You won’t be going back…You won’t ever have the chance to continue your acts ever again. I will not carry that burden of mercy on my shoulders…” Piccolo said then as he started to walk from the humanoid.

The strand of energy that had been wrapped around the opponent’s neck, which led out to Piccolo’s clenched hand, was dropped then. As Piccolo started putting on his weighted cape that he had snatched up with his free arm before leaving the man’s side, the creature attempted to grab at the collar of bright Ki. It had only ended in an explosion that left nothing more than a decapitated body, however.

Now the answers would be answered for Piccolo as his glare caught that of the Namekian stranger who was still there…
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