Tarble
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Post by Tarble on Dec 13, 2023 15:20:17 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 367/367 “A saiyan… he has to have some power behind that he hides. I would have never guessed that he was a saiyan by the way that he carries himself. We both have had a similar journey from our past”Tarble stood in silent absorption, soaking in every word Bersimmon relayed. The declaration of isolation as a form of protection rather than destruction resonated deeply. Nodding in resonance, Tarble mirrored this sentiment. "I, too, aim to shield all life forms. I've come to understand the distinction between warriors who defend and those who protect. Upholding my morals defines my Saiyan identity. At sixteen, I recognize the vast expanse for growth ahead of me."Tarble took a moment, his gaze drifting skyward as he gathered his thoughts. "There are moments when I grapple with my identity," he began, his voice carrying a weight of introspection. "My Saiyan heritage, it urges me towards darker paths, yet I strive to maintain control. I've made efforts to avoid taking lives, yet there are those whom I've deemed deserving of that fate. Recently, I spared another Saiyan, aware that he'll continue wreaking havoc. But I fear the threshold; I take a life, will it lead me down a path of darkness?" “Why do I have demons inside of me that I have to fight. Would there ever be a middle ground for me”
With a deep breath, Tarble opened up; an act that felt unfamiliar after so long. Yet, with Bersimmon, a fellow Saiyan who had weathered similar trials, it felt strangely effortless. Sharing with someone who understood the depths of his experiences eased Tarble's guarded nature. “If I ever turn to the evil side would he be the one to take me out. I know there are good warriors out in the universe that would put me down, I just hope that time never comes”"As soon as I confront my father on Planet Vegeta, I believe the truth of my Saiyan identity will crystallize. Standing before him, face-to-face, I'll uncover the essence of my heritage. Shedding the title of the lost prince is a hope I carry dearly," Tarble revealed, a sense of relief palpable in his voice after unburdening himself. Actions1. N/A 2. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Dec 15, 2023 12:09:45 GMT -5
The two Saiyans' Banter continued.
"I'm not proud of myself, but... I garnered the nickname butcher from my allies on the planet Bassas. I accidentally blew up some of my soldiers. Ever since then, I've been shown disrespect and isolation from most of them. Fear isn't respect is something I learned. However, I also learned to control my desire to fight. Being yourself is not a sin."
"Tell me... do you really want to continue as a Saiyan warrior? I'm a Paladin with the Avalon Protectorate. My official rank is Journeyman." He lowered his head and hand in a bow. "We are devoted to protecting planets that can't protect themselves. We're also pretty technologically advanced compared to most of the rest of the universe. You may face some prejudice for being a Saiyan, like I do, but... It might be worth it for you. the Paladins are not exactly on good terms with the Saiyan Empire due to their political differences. It would be lonely, though, considering that Rei is gone. He was the first Saiyan Paladin I'd ever laid eyes on. If you need it, they will teach you the proper way to wield a sword, as their Deity is one of battle, and wielding a weapon poorly is blasphemy to him." (213)
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Tarble
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Post by Tarble on Dec 16, 2023 9:43:01 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 443/810 The Saiyan conversation persisted, delving deeper into Bersimmon's personal narrative. He recounted an incident where he inadvertently caused the demise of one of his allies during a mission. As Bersimmon elaborated, he shared with Tarble his journey in mastering the restraint needed to curb his instinctual desire for combat. Among Saiyans, this trait was a double-edged sword—a pivotal aspect that could either elevate or plague their destiny, shaping the kind of Saiyan they aspired to become. “How is he able to contain that urge. I have tried and there are times I can control my inner urge while other times the excitement takes control. I know for me; it is when I am in a battle, I want to push myself harder and harder and test my abilities”
Bersimmon turned to Tarble, inquiring about a faction known as the Paladins, identifying them as the Avalon Protectorates dedicated to safeguarding defenseless planets. He described their use of weapons, a concept that hadn't occurred to Tarble before. Weapons were foreign to his thoughts. In his youth, he attempted to wield a sword, yet lacking guidance from a master, the endeavor proved arduous. “A weapon… I never really gave it thought to wield a weapon. I have always been a frontal assault fighter. The idea of using something in my hand could help with a different tactics and techniques”
Tarble pondered the prospect of wielding a weapon, contemplating the potential for his own utilization. Notably, even Master Kami, a revered figure, carried a staff. Until now, Bersimmon stood as the sole warrior Tarble had encountered who wielded a weapon. The upcoming spar between them might unveil the efficacy of incorporating a weapon into combat, offering Tarble a firsthand insight into its effectiveness on the battlefield. "In contemplating weapons, only a staff or a sword have truly captured my thoughts," Tarble disclosed, his voice reflective. "While there's potential for me to wield one, my training has primarily centered on hand-to-hand combat techniques." Pausing briefly, he drew in a deep breath before continuing, "Did you find it challenging to master weapon usage in battle? How did you discern which type of weapon suited you?"“Bersimmon seems like a kindhearted saiyan. Lately all of the saiyan’s I have been running into seem to want to train and teach an individual than just pure destruction. When Nappa and I had a spar; he took care of me when he knocked me out. Midnight gave me training tips during our spar. The idea of saiyan’s only being of a destruction force is starting to shift. Maybe I took can stay on the path of justice instead of shifting over to evil” Actions1. N/A 2. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Dec 19, 2023 19:53:53 GMT -5
Butch looked upon Tarble as he thought to himself, wondering what the Shorter Saiyan said. Not that Butch wasn't short to be with. "Truth be told, I was inspired to learn swordsmanship when a girl named Deneva used one to finish off a monster I fought. I didn't realize the time it would take to fully master it. I'm still not quite there, but it's been a wild ride. I sometimes instruct new paladins, but only when Ganrs Dojo's higher masters are away. We tend to demonstrate some pretty odd techniques. Ganr can grant power to blade users to allow them to heal themselves. It's basically blade magic if I had to give it a name." He grabbed at a hilt sticking off his back and pulled from it a large sword. Impressive in size, Bersimmon had gotten it on Maverick. "A young, female Kekko gave me it in the cold seasons. It seems to be cursed... But I wonder if that's really true." This blade was actually a piece of Saiyan history, used by the first King Vegeta in battle. Though it was lost to time at one point. it had somehow found its' way in the least likely of hands: a Protecorate soldier. "I wish weird things would stop happening, regardless of whatever's really going on." (218)
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Tarble
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Post by Tarble on Dec 28, 2023 15:14:51 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 467/1,277 A sword ensnared in a malevolent curse. Tarble, steeped in tales of ominous artifacts, had yet to encounter an object so laden with maleficence. Curses were whispers in the wind to him, intangible until manifested. His Saiyan nature dictated a pragmatic stance: if the curse remained unseen, its potency could not hold sway over him. However, the concept of bearing an accursed item unsettled Tarble; his attire comprised solely of meticulously chosen pieces from reputable vendors, void of any such dark attachments. “Interesting that Bersimmon carries this sword around with him. I wonder how it affects him. Does it drain his ki, or does it guide him to do things that he would normally not do. I think it is best that I do not test the waters with this item. I am not a firm believer into curses, but I do not want to find out the hard way that they are real” "Your tales of strange occurrences pique my interest. What exactly constitutes these peculiar events? And could they possibly be linked to the curse you speak of?" inquired Tarble, his curiosity nudging him to delve deeper into the matter. His gaze narrowed upon the object drawn forth by Bersimmon. As his eyes settled on the blade, a sense of familiarity tugged at Tarble's consciousness, a memory on the edge of recognition. The weapon gleamed, catching the sunlight in a dazzling display. Intrigued by the presence of a weapon amidst the battlefield, Tarble found himself captivated, now eager to test his own prowess wielding it. "I admit, the art of swordsmanship intrigues me deeply. However, my forte has always been physical combat. My mastery over ki has been a lifelong challenge. In my youth, controlling even the little ki I possessed was daunting, a factor that placed me on the weaker spectrum among Saiyan’s. Despite harboring potent ki within, taming its flow has remained an arduous task. I've dedicated countless hours to its discipline, yet the struggle persists. To compensate for this lack of control, I've honed my skills in physical combat, inflicting close-range devastation upon my adversaries. Inflicting pain isn't a preference, but meeting my opponent eye-to-eye as I deliver a resounding defeat holds a different weight for me." Tarble's voice carried the weight of both frustration and determination in equal measure. “I do find it interesting that he has invited me to check out the paladins. I wish I could join him in this group, but I have other matters to take. I will gain the ranks of an Elite saiyan and show my father what true power I possession. I might not have moves like other saiyan’s but when my fist touches their saiyan armor; they will understand who I am. I will be the one to shatter their armor into pieces” Actions1. N/A 2. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Dec 31, 2023 13:34:52 GMT -5
I have started hearing a loud voice. I almost died here, in the astral realm. And my ship was attacked by Saiyan ships. These are the main problems this thing has caused somehow, so I guess it's a bad idea to keep. But it feels like 'my' sword, in a way, so I'm keeping it.
re-attaching his weapon to his back, he continued.
"You may also be interested in the practician of magic. Let me show you a spell. This requires an article of clothing, part of the targets body, or something as simple as an emotion."
He held his left palm out and a small, wispy yellow flame was conjured from his hand. "Luckily emotion isn't hard to find in a place like this."
He walked up to Tarble, and slowly, with each step, the flame got bigger. Gradually, it became a huge inferno reaching five feet into the air.
"This is used to douse out where a person is, or rather, to figure out where they are, regardless of chi or race. It even works on Gods of Destruction and Angels. The closer to its' target, the bigger the flame."
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Post by Tarble on Jan 2, 2024 20:45:09 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 503/1,780 Tarble sat enraptured, absorbing Bersimmon's narrative detailing the enigmatic astral realm; a domain with which he, too, had some familiarity through his own battles. Recollections surged of encounters with fellow warriors during his training sessions, all facilitated by a gem acquired from an elderly vendor in a quaint Valhalla shop. As Bersimmon recounted a near-fatal experience within this realm, Tarble discerned a profound realization: battles within the astral realm mirrored those in the tangible world, devoid of any discernible discrepancy in their intensity or impact. “I always thought you could survive in this place. I never knew there was a chance that you could lose your life here. I need to start being more cautious within this place. I do not want to die here. I have way too much to accomplish during my time on the universe”
As Bersimmon secured the sword onto his back, he remarked to Tarble about an inexplicable connection he felt with the weapon; it almost seemed as if it was inherently his own. Tarble sensed a remarkable aura of loyalty emanating from this warrior. Every aspect of Bersimmon seemed to radiate a steadfast commitment to safeguarding all life across the universe. In that moment, Tarble recognized him as a true universal guardian, a genuine exemplar of a warrior whose allegiance spanned every corner of existence. Standing alongside Bersimmon, Tarble attentively absorbed his explanation about the intricacies of magic, poised to delve deeper into this esoteric realm. “Magic, I have never heard of such a thing. I did not know one could do this in the universe. I wonder what he is calling magic because us saiyan’s call it ki”
As Bersimmon advanced toward Tarble, a flicker of flame ignited around the Saiyan, gradually intensifying in size and radiance. Approaching the lost prince, the fiery aura surrounding Bersimmon expanded significantly. Taking notice, Bersimmon elucidated that this fiery phenomenon served as a technique to engulf a warrior, aiding in pinpointing their location and discerning their presence in the surroundings. “What is this and what does he mean it works on Gods and angels. I never knew there were gods or angels out in the universe. We were never taught this at a young age”"Gods and angels in the universe? How does one even contend against beings of that caliber in battle?" Tarble's curiosity surged as he probed Bersimmon for more insights. "Are there various forms of magic scattered throughout the universe?" he continued, intrigued by the revelations unfolding before him. "And where did you acquire such skills? Can anyone learn these techniques?" Tarble paused, eager to glean more knowledge from Bersimmon's expertise, recognizing the potential value of such abilities in the midst of combat. “If I can learn some of these techniques then I know I can be a force to reckon with on the battlefield. I can tell now that I must explore more of the universe than I already have. Now I wonder who is out there that can train me to become a stronger fighter” Actions1. N/A 2. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Jan 3, 2024 21:14:42 GMT -5
"It can be done. In my experience, the ones I've been up against were incredibly strong. I don't think I've ever beaten one before. Well, not alone."
The smaller Saiyan then Inquired about magic and it's abundance through the universe.
"Head to Kanassa and stay there as long as possible. You'll communicate with the planet and become able to see into the future. you will also not require a gem for this. Most of the magic I learned so far was learned on Earth, where I was raised."
Bersimmon was then beset by a memory of his older foster-brother squeezing his Tail, the pain being so immense that it made him cry. Reiji, his brother, was a bit of a bully sometimes, but only rarely did he target Bersimmon; It was even rarer that he gave his tail a good yank, and Reiji only started doing it because his mother did it to Bersimmon when he got into trouble. IT was probably more painful than it was for a rabbit when grabbed by the ears.
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Post by Tarble on Jan 4, 2024 21:38:45 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 201/1,981 Bersimmon recounted an encounter to Tarble, describing a past triumph against a god or angel alongside a group. Encouraging Tarble, he advised visiting the planet Kanassa for an extended duration, assuring him of the ability to commune with the planet and foresee the future. During this exchange, Tarble discovered that Bersimmon's upbringing took place on planet Earth, where he acquired the bulk of his magical prowess. It became evident that his profound knowledge was cultivated during his time there. “I do not recall there being any magic on that planet. All of the humans had low power levels, but when I return I will talk to Master Kami about this. I do not think Master Roshi will have any idea about magic other than magical magazines that will turn into me going and looking for the new edition of some dirty magazine. Then he will tell me that I learned a magical lesson” "During my time on planet Earth, I had the opportunity to spend considerable time there. I trained under two remarkable masters, Master Roshi and Master Kami. They were exceptional teachers who imparted invaluable wisdom. Have you ever crossed paths with them during your experiences on Earth?" Tarble inquired. Actions1. N/A 2. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Jan 5, 2024 11:03:02 GMT -5
"Roshi is the second person I met when I left my hometown of Little Crumpet. He taught me an attack that I had abandoned, the Spirit Ball. He made me skip stones in water in order to teach me how to control it. that was my first real challenge. I had a breakthrough when I realized I could control the rock with my fingers. Admittedly, I was just a scrub at that point."
"Kami made me balance upside-down on a needle tip with my finger. His training was as harsh as King Vegeta's, heh," Said Bersimmon.
"Under the king's training, I lived in a desert and was engaged in a desperate battle with several desert dragons. I remember there being a couple of strange characters who helped me, but they may have been a mirage."
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Post by Tarble on Jan 6, 2024 17:44:50 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 234/2,215 Bersimmon began sharing the teachings bestowed upon him by Masters Kami and Roshi during his time on Planet Earth. Tarble felt a surge of happiness upon hearing their names. These two mentors had played an instrumental role in shaping the lost prince into the individual he had become. Without their guidance, Tarble knew he wouldn't have achieved even a fraction of the strength he possessed today. “I will return to see those two sooner than later. There are some techniques that I can now master that Master Roshi could not teach me before. I did not have the patients where now I do”Bersimmon proceeded to recount his training under the tutelage of the king. Tarble realized Bersimmon referred to his father, King Vegeta, who had never imparted a single lesson to him throughout his life. "I'm actually glad my father has taught you something; that's more than he's ever taught me," Tarble remarked with a touch of irony. "Consider it a positive that he's shared knowledge with you. By the way, you should consider meeting Master Luther, a formidable Saiyan on Valhalla. He's trained me and shared some intricate techniques. I once sparred with him, managing to land a punch, but it wasn't without consequences. Also, the Elder Council on Toffit is excellent for training. My next destination is Planet Yaidrat to learn some techniques there," Tarble revealed, mapping out his upcoming journey. Actions1. N/A
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Post by Bersimmon on Jan 7, 2024 11:01:19 GMT -5
"Lu-chan? He used to teach me too. He knows my Saiyan parents, but I don't want to talk about them. They want me to kill the king and usurp his throne, but I don't care for the idea. The elder council once received my aid in taking down a Demon prince named El-Mondo Diezu, he stole the humors from various celestials and used them to create and summon a hellhound battalion. And the Yaidratians look pretty strange. Like, pinkish... But they are great fighters nonetheless, and can teach you much. My recommendation is that you listen to him very carefully, he can share with you the ability to teleport.
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