Chaos

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Transtic Nerve [/i] [B]Hmm if your thinking hte same thing I am then it's a dream sequence that Gokou has in the series when he is unconcious due to the heart problem thingy. [/B][/QUOTE] For the first time, I had difficulty reading that first part of your post...o.o In any case, yes, it was during Kakrot's dream sequence.. 17 twisted Trunk's hand around..The hand that had his sword in it. So, you can guess what happened there....... ...Shiscabobed(SP?!?!?!) Trunks...

[i]Neil yawned silently, before crossing his arms.[/i] Neil: I wish Craig would stop screwin around and just knock that baka out...

Nope........ The mission starts in two hours (RPG time)......Rememeber, Me'sa no going...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dark_Apocalyps [/i] [B]Power Level: 13500 (he has an higher pl normaly, but it was drained until after the tournament. hell get it back then.)[/B][/QUOTE] Actually, you won't......Because, you see, this whole RPG IS a tournament.... [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dark_Apocalyps [/i] [B](a little bio):He was once an higher rank, but because he did an to dangerous mission he had to be an 2e class warrior. He wanted to Destroy the 1st thread of the cold family. Refraige! He allmost did it but an thraitor of his team blasted him into space. Now that traithor is on his rank. And Refraige has some planets more.... He has never forgetten it. Not after sleeping not in the afternoon not in the night. He has it in his head for itternity.[/B][/QUOTE] Um......What? If you're implying that your character was once of a greater rank, then you a very wrong... You are born into ranks, and you don't ascend/descend into other classes.... I thought I already went over this... Warlock: LOOK AT ALL THE COLOURS! Neil: ........Shut up...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Raiha [/i] [B][COLOR=royalblue]*cracks knuckles* I resent that untrue statement you bast*rd.[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] It's true and you know it... I mean, you even did the flaming face....That's b*tching...

[b]Name:[/b] Drake [b]Age:[/b] 147 [b]Height:[/b] 6' 3" [b]Weapons:[/b] Beam Saber, Energy-Enhanced Shield, and the Fox-III Buster (Meanin it's a hellova kick in the azz) [b]History:[/b] Can't ruin the suspence, now can we...;) [b]Bio:[/b] Blows up $hit... You'll find out more later, I promise....I'm just in pain at the moment....O_o

Well, let's see... Nothin much happened..... Our mission is in a few days..... We have another briefing at 1200 hours tommorow......Hey, Lock, need a completely evil/drunk roomate? :drunk: Since I have WB and all....NURG! ><

Oi.....Let's see..........After finally defeating the Warriors, Warlock dead, and well........Xaida just 'healed' the battlefield which was a bigazz crater from my newest attack.. You're just standing around with the rest of us while Xaida's b*tchin about how we were just standing around.....Go figure..:drunk: :drunk:

Whoops......Forgot to post up the pic........

Yes Warlock, indeed weird.. But a beautiful post none-the-less..:) -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- [i]Neil's eyes cluttched tightly, tears seeping out. His head turned slightly to the left, as his energy completely disappeared. He fell to his knees, eyes welling with tears. He repeatedly punched the loose soil, leaving indentions deeply embedded within the Earth. Suddenly, his body jerked backwards, head back. He roared in anguish, voice able to be heard for miles. His fists were brought down sharply, making direct contact with the ground. With the single hit, the ground a good 300 meters around the ground flattened out, sometimes rocks would explode due to the extreme force. Neil's eyes went that souless white again, as memories of the short, yet action-packed times with these people. But one memory remained. How Neil heartlessly murdered Warlock, not but five minutes ago. Neil's now-dirt covered hands crushed at his own skull, as the truth set in. Neil had killed Warlock with out a second thought. It was just so fast, so unstobbible. The others, long-since lowering their heads in rememberance, seemed to come out of the trance. Flash walked over to Neil, lifting him up with his one good arm.[/i] Flash: Don't worry, Neil.. We'll bring him back. Neil: *face changes to anger (For his own self, mm'k?)* WHAT?! What the Hell are you talking about?! I JUST KILLED HIM DAMMIT! Flash: Ever heard of the Dragonballs? Neil: .....What?

Warlock, get on AIM please. I need to talk to you about something else, that has no relevence to this topic.. So, please get on AIM. Need to talk.

Whoops..... Almost forgot about this in my bloody, bored mess.. -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- [i]The sleek X-Wing buzzed by the Control Tower, rocking the center madly.[/i] Control: Ok, that's it, Blank! Come back in! Blank: What I do, ma'? All I did was buzz the friggin tower! Control: AND WITHOUT A GREEN! C'MON HOME, NOW! Blank: *angry sigh* Roger... [i]After a long and scornful chewing-out, Blank was on his way once again. Walking down the halls of [b]The Liberator[/b], Blank eventually made his way to the bar, ordering a drink. He sat, lazily listening to the music, checking his watch every now-and-then. But one time he did a double take. At 1740 hours. Blank slapped down the money for his bill, before taking off down the halls. Every twist and turn he made, he would slip on the slick floor a good ten feet. Every time. He had to make it to the Briefing Room. He had already messed up today. If he blew this, he might get ejected from the Academy. With that thought in mind, Blank ran even faster. He blew past other Pilots, each one stopping a few seconds after he ran past to come to attention. He hated the fact that he had to say "At ease" every two seconds. He collided straight into the door frame, nearly breaking his face. He very quickly regained his composure, trying to play it off. He walked into the Briefing Room, inspecting the other members that were there. One was a strange-looking fellow with green hair. Another was a very attractive young woman, seated next to someone Blank knew from the Academy: Seamus. Blank took the seat across from Seamus smiling briefly. He checked his watch. 1750 hours.[/i]

I'd finish off the GW with Gama Flare (The attack I wuz powerin up), but Locky might be pissed.....*sits and twittles thumbs, waiting for Lock to get on AIM*

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by RicoTranzrig [/i] [B]Maybe you shouldn't... [/B][/QUOTE] *sees Rico's eyes twitching* *sits down and rocks back and forth in corner*

[quote]Originally posted by Flashy: Ctrl+C ownz j00 [/quote] Yeap.. Did yall actually think I re-typed all of that? :rolleyes:

Long ago, a good 500 years before Frieza was even born, the Elite Saiyan Warriors often grew bored when they weren't over-seeing plantary conquest. Spending endless hours feeling their asses grow, they grew tired. So they decided to host a Tournament. Making an incredibly huge rink which expanded over 300 meters, they blocked it off from the rest of the Saiyan world, making perfection. Serveral hours ago, the Elite Warriors opened the sign-ups to all on Planet Vegeta. The Elite Warriors seem over-confident, giving their strength. But the lower-class Saiyans seem to have a slight advantage. While the so-called "Elite" Warriors were giving orders, the lower-class Saiyans were constantly fighting.. Letting them get even stronger than some of the Generals. But the ranks are very realistic. The Third Class Warriors are strong, but not as strong as the Second Class.. Power Level maxes as follows... Third Class: 12,000 Second Class: 13,500 Benifets also differ with ranks.. Listed as follows.. Third Class: Weakest armor, rather poor living conditions, treated as the bottom of socity. Second Class: Fair armor, kept in decent living-conditions, prime for fighting, considered the 'norm' of Saiyan life. Please note that the Armors, Living Conditions, and rank in classes will affect how you recive rations, medical attention, etc. And now...... It's YOUR turn.. 'Ere's what cha need... Name: Age: Height: Race: Appearance: Level(Second Class, Third Class): Power Level: -- -- -- -- Name: Blank Age: 17 Height: 6' 5" Race: Saiyan Appearance: Looks exactly like Brolli......I'll post a pic later..... Level: Second Class Power Level: 13,000 Ok, all that needed be done is for you to hit that post-o button and uhhhhh.....post....O.o;;;; Edit: Whoops! Forgot to add this. No SSJ at the start........and not on the end of page one either.... Note: As you can see, you cannot be an Elite this time. Because in the original idea of this RPG, all Elites were gonna be killed due to an up-rising of Third Class warriors...Can't have that, now can we? :p

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[i]With an evil smirk that would never be forgotten, Neil unleashed his glowing green orb from behind his back, hands forward, a shockwave emitting from the force of the attack.[/i] SSJ FSNeil: [b]HAY-OKEEEEEEEN![/b] [i]The thunderious sphere collided head first with the Golden Warrior, whom was still lodged inthe cliff wall. In a blinding, half-sized explosion, the others had to evade the flames, which forced outwards due to the protective magic of the Cave, which rebounded the firey atack's destructive energy. When the smoke cleared, the Golden Warrior stood on the ground, charred, bloodied. But most importantly, he was pissed. The Female Warrior screamed in rage, as she closed in on Pyro. Neil revolved around to the back of the group, hands out in the Final Flash position.[/i] SSJ FS Neil: KEEP THE GOLD WARRIOR BUSY FOR A FEW MINUTES! [i]No sooner, the Golden Warrior went Super, as his feet propelled him off of the craggy soil. Warlock took into the air, right fist out. Flash was following up behind Warlock, hands drawn back ni the starting Kamehameha where white energy collected in Flah's cupped palms. DBZMan took into the air, arms coiled back, yelling as his power level grew. Back behind, Xaida consentraited on a spell of some sort, as Pryo began to exchage volly after volly of melee-based attacks with the Female Warrior. But, Neil was unmoved. His voice rang out like a toll of Doom, screaming his lungs out. His voice steadily rose, as his hands parted, both open, aiming at the Gold Warrior. A small, golden orb began to collect in both of Neil's palms, making a shrill, charging-sound pulse out. Still, the battles raged about, tearing rocks loose from their sediments in the Earth, dust kicking into the air, clouds up above ripping apart as beams of light shone through them. Neil was almost ready...[/i]

Um, people? Since some of you don't really know who the Hell I am, let's give you guys a bit of a eye-opener.. I'm jackass, I fight to every extent, and I'm none to friendly....

If I remember correctly, Kakarot, during his original fight with Vegeta (when Vegeta transformed into Oozaru), had flashbacks, while a voice over told of "a terrible monster that destroyed the World Martial Arts Center......And squashed my Grandpa!" Something or other along those lines. Kakarot exclaimed a few seconds later after he saw Oozaru Vegeta... "You must've been the one who stepped on Grandpa Gohan!" Something very close along those lines. So, yes.. While visiting the World Martial Arts Center, Goku might've looked at the full moon, and went rampaging. During his insanity, he killed Gohan.. Sad, isn't it?

[i]Neil quickly pulled off the rest of his shirt, barely even moving. Sabir climbed up on him, quite literally sitting in his legs, her own legs wrapped around him. Neil embraced her tightly in his muscular arms, laying a small kiss upon the middle of her chest. He slowly traced a line up to the lobe of her left ear, pulling them both down on the bed completely. Their bodies seemed to meld into one, as the two shared a single kiss, lasting what seemed forever...[/i]

[i]Falling losely on the bed, Neil still giggled in agony, Sabir's fingers somehow finging a way behind his back. She 'tortured' him for a few minutes, before standing up again. Neil slowly stood up, still laughing.[/i] Neil: Hey, I gotta work out! *right bicept buldges* :mrt: Sabir: Sure ya do..;) Neil: In fact I need a bit of a 'work-out' right now..:p Sabir: :rolleyes: Down boy.. Neil: *quietly sits on bed* Okie...

Neil: Really want me to? I mean, I can get some whips......and I'm sure I can find you a tight fitting leather outfit..:naughty: ;) Sabir: *SMACK!* Neil: :blackeye: Ok, mebbe not...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by _Shiro Amada_ [/i] [B]I watched that show every episode it was on the air, but I slightly forgot the names. It was the greatest show but sadly it was taken off the air there should be some sort of new freakazoid series on Cartoon Network. [/B][/QUOTE] THEY SHOULD BRING FREAKAZOID BACK! OR I SHALL AFFECT CN WITH ......*dun, dun, dunnnnnnn!* Carpenderia! And remember, when dealing with *dun, dun, dunnnnnnnnn!* Carpenderia.. "...give him no ointment..."

Ah dammit Seph...... You ruin all my fun......... Very well....... *deletes other post*