Post by Cooler on Jan 30, 2022 17:10:54 GMT -5
SPAR 1:
Vash — 01/24/2022
Kk
“Most impressive, sir,” Cooler’s most trustworthy servant complimented its master as the Changeling prince grunted in exertion. “I believe that’s a new personal best!” Tuesdays were ‘tail workout’ days, and Cooler developed his own activity which was more or less a “tail push up.” He would sit cross legged with his tail beneath him, those muscles straining to raise and lower his body weight, in exaggerated artificial gravity.
“Of course it is, Rythe,” Cooler snapped back. “I am an impeccable specimen. I could continue, but, didn’t I ask you to fetch a commoner at random? Latest polls have my brother ahead of me in popularity, unfortunately I need to degrade myself and sink to the peasants’ level in order to edge him out.” Cooler rolled his eyes with a scoff.
“Yes, my liege,” Rythe obediently responded. “In fact, he should be right along momentarily.”
“For your sake, I hope so,” Cooler glared at his servant. “I would hate to force myself to watch you eat a bowl of cobwebs again.”
Pagoma — 01/24/2022
While Pagoma was enjoying his training with Master Roshi, learning about conserving energy and other tactics that were previously foreign to the Changeling, he had missed the thrill of battle, and the aggressive culture of Planet Frieza. When Master Roshi’s sister, a fortune teller known as Baba, came to visit the island she must have sensed this about Pagoma. She introduced him to a device he had never seen. As Pagoma understood it, it was called a Gem of Telepathy.
The fortune teller went on to explain to Pagoma that the gem would allow him to seek out other warriors across the universe and train with them in the risk-free environment of his mind. Many warriors used this as an opportunity to spar, but others used it as a form of communication, since trading messages from galaxies apart was a bit tricky. Master Roshi wasn’t crazy about his sister interrupting his training regime with Pagoma, but he was glad to see Pagoma happy.
Vash — 01/26/2022
Cooler tapped his foot impatiently, growing more annoyed with Rythe with each passing second. When you are as wealthy as Cooler and the rest of his family was, time became the most valuable asset. Suddenly, Rythe pressed a finger to his ear, receiving a communication.
“Well why don’t you tell him that yourself?” Rythe replied whomever he was speaking. “Because he won’t be pleased, that’s why! You know his temper! Hello? HELLO?”
“What is it, Rythe?” Cooler snapped.
“I apologize, sure. It would appear the training session I organized for you isn’t going as planned…”
Cooler could see the panic in his servants face. It caused him joy to see him squirm like that. Rythe looked around the room frantically before an idea hit him like a bolt of lightning. “Fear not, my lord. I have the solution. If you would, please touch this artifact right here…”
Rythe pulled out a lavender colored stone wrapped in gold linen and held it out on a flat palm.
Cooler looked at him skeptically, eyebrow raised. As much as Cooler tormented his servant with disdain, he did trust Rythe with his life. It was kind of necessary. As soon as the Changeling prince touched the stone, his world went dark.
After a few pitch black moments, a world of vibrant colors materialized around him. It was like an enormous bouncy castle on an acid trip, neon shades bleeding together, his toes wriggling around on soft, yet somehow firm material. “What’s going on here?” Cooler said out loud, wondering if he was alone.
(Sorry it took so long to reply, again that’s a lot longer than a typical post I kind of got carried away but relies will go a lot quicker now)
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Pagoma reached out and touched the fortune teller’s gift. At once, the vivid colors of Earth and all of his surroundings vanished at once, leaving him in a room that was absent of anything and like a blank, white canvas. Pagoma looked around and called out “hello?” At first no one answered and he didn’t see anything, but then… He saw another Changeling standing in the corner.
Vash — 01/26/2022
"Curious..." Cooler said as he rubbed his chin. Whatever artifact Rythe had presented for the Changeling prince seemed to have teleported him elsewhere, another dimension perhaps. Interestingly enough, he had been joined in this new place by another Changeling, one he was unfamiliar with. Then again, Cooler didn't pay much attention to those outside of his immediate royal circle. "And who might you be?"
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Pagoma recognized the Changeling before him. Any Changeling would have. He was the brother of Lord Frieza and son of King Cold. Lord Cooler stood before him.
It felt like ages since Pagoma had last been on Planet Frieza and his power had nearly doubled since he’d left. What was the famous Changeling doing here though? Or was it just a dream?
Vash — 01/26/2022
“Polar tiger got your tongue, boy?” Cooler snapped, the expression on his face twisted with aggravation. “Your name… now. Do not make me repeat myself again.”
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Six weeks ago, Pagoma would have bowed a knee and obliged Cooler’s impatience. But these days Pagoma was growing to be one of the strongest Changelings in the Universe and he deserved some respect. Just as Pagoma put on an angry face and started to respond
END SPAR 1
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SPAR 2
Vash — 01/27/2022
Cooler’s fist clenched tight as he felt rage building up inside. He knew every Changeling that was worth knowing, part of being a member of the ruling class, but that arrogant look of annoyance when Cooler demanded his name… who was this peasant? “I would choose your next words very carefully,” Cooler warned as the stranger opened his mouth to speak, cutting him off before he got the chance. “You wouldn’t want to insult your prince would you? I have killed for much less.”
Pagoma — 01/28/2022
Pagoma wasn’t just a typical adolescent Changeling full of arrogance. He had the power to back it. He might have been the new kid on the block to the upper class Changelings, but how many of them had a power level in the 6 figures before adulthood? Pagoma stared down the “ruling class” Changeling he was supposed to be kneeling for, yet he said nothing. Did nothing. How could Cooler punish him for his words if there were no words? Instead he just continued the silent treatment and waited until his superior Changeling reacted.
Vash — Today at 2:28 PM
A strange smile crept across Cooler’s face as he continued to stare down this stranger. The absolute gall of this Changeling, refusing a direct, and noteably simple command to provide his name. Defiance in the face of authority. The prince couldn’t help but see himself looking back at him. Still though, disobeying orders was taboo and required correction.
“I’ve had just about enough of your insolence,” Cooler growled through clenched teeth as his tail slapped the ground, launching the Changeling forward with a fist cocked back, ready to strike.
Just as he propelled himself within range of his attack, the world around him went black.
When his consciousness returned, he found himself face to face with Rythe, returned him.
“Did you enjoy yourself, sure?” Rythe asked as he held out a glass of water, the ever faithful servant had prepared for The return of Cooler.
“Enjoy isn’t the term I would use,” Cooler answered, provoking a look of curiosity in Rythe. “I have a new task for you Rythe. It is now your top priority to find whomever it was I just encountered. Do not disappoint me.”
Pagoma — Today at 2:38 PM
(How many more posts are we away from completion? Trying to make sure I make since and wrap it up in between my last post and the one about getting sucked back lol)
Vash — Today at 2:38 PM
Last one right here
Pagoma — Today at 2:38 PM
Oh ok, so you don’t need one from me then?
Vash — Today at 2:39 PM
No you need 1
Pagoma — Today at 2:39 PM
Ok gotcha
Vash — Today at 2:39 PM
Just do some like reflecting on the encounter thing
And I’ll move stuff around like we talked about when I post it
Or something like that idk
Lol not to tell you what to do
Pagoma — Today at 2:40 PM
No I appreciate it, work is starting to pick up and I’m a bit all over the place this week lol
Pagoma — Today at 4:08 PM
Pagoma had to admit he was proud of himself. Not long ago at all he was hanging out with teenaged Saiyans on Valhalla who wouldn’t even be considered for the lowest ranks of the Saiyan Empire for years to come. Now he was working his way up the Planetary Trade Organization and growing in strength. Even enough to challenge a fellow Changeling of perhaps the most Royal family on Planet Frieza. Pagoma wasn’t go to be the one to attack someone like that first. But if Cooler decided that he should teach Pagoma a lesson, the young warrior would be ready and waiting.
END SPAR 2
Vash — 01/24/2022
Kk
“Most impressive, sir,” Cooler’s most trustworthy servant complimented its master as the Changeling prince grunted in exertion. “I believe that’s a new personal best!” Tuesdays were ‘tail workout’ days, and Cooler developed his own activity which was more or less a “tail push up.” He would sit cross legged with his tail beneath him, those muscles straining to raise and lower his body weight, in exaggerated artificial gravity.
“Of course it is, Rythe,” Cooler snapped back. “I am an impeccable specimen. I could continue, but, didn’t I ask you to fetch a commoner at random? Latest polls have my brother ahead of me in popularity, unfortunately I need to degrade myself and sink to the peasants’ level in order to edge him out.” Cooler rolled his eyes with a scoff.
“Yes, my liege,” Rythe obediently responded. “In fact, he should be right along momentarily.”
“For your sake, I hope so,” Cooler glared at his servant. “I would hate to force myself to watch you eat a bowl of cobwebs again.”
Pagoma — 01/24/2022
While Pagoma was enjoying his training with Master Roshi, learning about conserving energy and other tactics that were previously foreign to the Changeling, he had missed the thrill of battle, and the aggressive culture of Planet Frieza. When Master Roshi’s sister, a fortune teller known as Baba, came to visit the island she must have sensed this about Pagoma. She introduced him to a device he had never seen. As Pagoma understood it, it was called a Gem of Telepathy.
The fortune teller went on to explain to Pagoma that the gem would allow him to seek out other warriors across the universe and train with them in the risk-free environment of his mind. Many warriors used this as an opportunity to spar, but others used it as a form of communication, since trading messages from galaxies apart was a bit tricky. Master Roshi wasn’t crazy about his sister interrupting his training regime with Pagoma, but he was glad to see Pagoma happy.
Vash — 01/26/2022
Cooler tapped his foot impatiently, growing more annoyed with Rythe with each passing second. When you are as wealthy as Cooler and the rest of his family was, time became the most valuable asset. Suddenly, Rythe pressed a finger to his ear, receiving a communication.
“Well why don’t you tell him that yourself?” Rythe replied whomever he was speaking. “Because he won’t be pleased, that’s why! You know his temper! Hello? HELLO?”
“What is it, Rythe?” Cooler snapped.
“I apologize, sure. It would appear the training session I organized for you isn’t going as planned…”
Cooler could see the panic in his servants face. It caused him joy to see him squirm like that. Rythe looked around the room frantically before an idea hit him like a bolt of lightning. “Fear not, my lord. I have the solution. If you would, please touch this artifact right here…”
Rythe pulled out a lavender colored stone wrapped in gold linen and held it out on a flat palm.
Cooler looked at him skeptically, eyebrow raised. As much as Cooler tormented his servant with disdain, he did trust Rythe with his life. It was kind of necessary. As soon as the Changeling prince touched the stone, his world went dark.
After a few pitch black moments, a world of vibrant colors materialized around him. It was like an enormous bouncy castle on an acid trip, neon shades bleeding together, his toes wriggling around on soft, yet somehow firm material. “What’s going on here?” Cooler said out loud, wondering if he was alone.
(Sorry it took so long to reply, again that’s a lot longer than a typical post I kind of got carried away but relies will go a lot quicker now)
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Pagoma reached out and touched the fortune teller’s gift. At once, the vivid colors of Earth and all of his surroundings vanished at once, leaving him in a room that was absent of anything and like a blank, white canvas. Pagoma looked around and called out “hello?” At first no one answered and he didn’t see anything, but then… He saw another Changeling standing in the corner.
Vash — 01/26/2022
"Curious..." Cooler said as he rubbed his chin. Whatever artifact Rythe had presented for the Changeling prince seemed to have teleported him elsewhere, another dimension perhaps. Interestingly enough, he had been joined in this new place by another Changeling, one he was unfamiliar with. Then again, Cooler didn't pay much attention to those outside of his immediate royal circle. "And who might you be?"
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Pagoma recognized the Changeling before him. Any Changeling would have. He was the brother of Lord Frieza and son of King Cold. Lord Cooler stood before him.
It felt like ages since Pagoma had last been on Planet Frieza and his power had nearly doubled since he’d left. What was the famous Changeling doing here though? Or was it just a dream?
Vash — 01/26/2022
“Polar tiger got your tongue, boy?” Cooler snapped, the expression on his face twisted with aggravation. “Your name… now. Do not make me repeat myself again.”
Pagoma — 01/26/2022
Six weeks ago, Pagoma would have bowed a knee and obliged Cooler’s impatience. But these days Pagoma was growing to be one of the strongest Changelings in the Universe and he deserved some respect. Just as Pagoma put on an angry face and started to respond
END SPAR 1
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SPAR 2
Vash — 01/27/2022
Cooler’s fist clenched tight as he felt rage building up inside. He knew every Changeling that was worth knowing, part of being a member of the ruling class, but that arrogant look of annoyance when Cooler demanded his name… who was this peasant? “I would choose your next words very carefully,” Cooler warned as the stranger opened his mouth to speak, cutting him off before he got the chance. “You wouldn’t want to insult your prince would you? I have killed for much less.”
Pagoma — 01/28/2022
Pagoma wasn’t just a typical adolescent Changeling full of arrogance. He had the power to back it. He might have been the new kid on the block to the upper class Changelings, but how many of them had a power level in the 6 figures before adulthood? Pagoma stared down the “ruling class” Changeling he was supposed to be kneeling for, yet he said nothing. Did nothing. How could Cooler punish him for his words if there were no words? Instead he just continued the silent treatment and waited until his superior Changeling reacted.
Vash — Today at 2:28 PM
A strange smile crept across Cooler’s face as he continued to stare down this stranger. The absolute gall of this Changeling, refusing a direct, and noteably simple command to provide his name. Defiance in the face of authority. The prince couldn’t help but see himself looking back at him. Still though, disobeying orders was taboo and required correction.
“I’ve had just about enough of your insolence,” Cooler growled through clenched teeth as his tail slapped the ground, launching the Changeling forward with a fist cocked back, ready to strike.
Just as he propelled himself within range of his attack, the world around him went black.
When his consciousness returned, he found himself face to face with Rythe, returned him.
“Did you enjoy yourself, sure?” Rythe asked as he held out a glass of water, the ever faithful servant had prepared for The return of Cooler.
“Enjoy isn’t the term I would use,” Cooler answered, provoking a look of curiosity in Rythe. “I have a new task for you Rythe. It is now your top priority to find whomever it was I just encountered. Do not disappoint me.”
Pagoma — Today at 2:38 PM
(How many more posts are we away from completion? Trying to make sure I make since and wrap it up in between my last post and the one about getting sucked back lol)
Vash — Today at 2:38 PM
Last one right here
Pagoma — Today at 2:38 PM
Oh ok, so you don’t need one from me then?
Vash — Today at 2:39 PM
No you need 1
Pagoma — Today at 2:39 PM
Ok gotcha
Vash — Today at 2:39 PM
Just do some like reflecting on the encounter thing
And I’ll move stuff around like we talked about when I post it
Or something like that idk
Lol not to tell you what to do
Pagoma — Today at 2:40 PM
No I appreciate it, work is starting to pick up and I’m a bit all over the place this week lol
Pagoma — Today at 4:08 PM
Pagoma had to admit he was proud of himself. Not long ago at all he was hanging out with teenaged Saiyans on Valhalla who wouldn’t even be considered for the lowest ranks of the Saiyan Empire for years to come. Now he was working his way up the Planetary Trade Organization and growing in strength. Even enough to challenge a fellow Changeling of perhaps the most Royal family on Planet Frieza. Pagoma wasn’t go to be the one to attack someone like that first. But if Cooler decided that he should teach Pagoma a lesson, the young warrior would be ready and waiting.
END SPAR 2