At two separate times, two separate ships land on the planet known as Arcose, at the appropriate location near or within the gigantic colosseum where the Fourth Galactic Tournament would take place. The first contains a seemingly ordinary, if exceptionally muscular human clad in yellow and black gear, who steps out of his ship, and heads right for the sign-up bay with no hesitation, though oddly enough, the ship itself seems to vanish shortly after it is left behind, not that anybody notices; the second is home to a green humanoid with three long tentacles running down its back, who at first is squashed down into a puddle by the surprisingly strong gravity of the planet it's landed on the moment it leaves the ship, but then reforms into its previous humanoid shape after a moment of adjustment and several more moments of humoring itself, before it begins scampering around the area in search of where it might sign up for the tournament in question.

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And so here I am, on the planet known as Arcose. Unbeknownst to anyone else, of course; I can't have people knowing I'm present, after all. Or maybe I can. I couldn't say at this stage. I'm in my current Tempter form, a well-muscled human of extreme attractiveness, but intend to reveal layers of deception as I'm forced to experience greater and greater levels of power - I believe step one, should I be pushed beyond notable human limits, is to reveal that I'm secretly an android, then a Saiyan if I'm pushed far enough for that (or possibly a Saiyan android... maybe I'll have that as the step immediately after, that seems like a logical thing for humans to do), then a Namekian, a Majin, and an Arcosian in that order, and only if I reach my "true" base power will I allow the façade to fall entirely and reveal my status as a Makaioshin. Or just reveal that "I was a Saiyan all along" and pretend to go Super Saiyan, maybe that'd be more conducive to my nature. Indeed, I might end up revealing how fruitless anyone's chances were at victory in the tournament outright as the finale of my final round regardless of how powerful my opponent is. And I am going to get there, of course, let's not pretend there's any chance of my failing to do so within the confines of my own skull.
Upon reaching the area within which tournament sign-ups are occurring, I find myself at the back of a short line of a few people; it does not, however, take me long to reach the front, at which point I'm handed a form and asked to fill in the details. I take a pen, move to one side, and begin filling everything out. Of course, should anyone check what details I actually enter, they will find that all information I have entered is completely false - my age is faked, my power level is completely false, my race is of course entirely lied about, and there's really not much else to keep note of. Other than my false name, which I've saved for last just to give myself time to come up with something suitable... and I think I have it. Taking my sweet time to do so, I simply write down "Dishon" - most people might think it has something to do with tableware, but in fact it references my own dishonest nature, something only the most astute and perceptive of minds will figure out. Perfect. I hand the form in, it gets processed, and I am finally led to my room for the duration of the tournament.
And with that done... well, I don't really have much else to do right now. I suppose the next step would be to continue training myself. I think, if I must continue to improve myself, that the best option would likely be... hmm... whilst I want to try and maximise my abilities in the other two Curse focuses for the sake of completion, I figure neither of them will actually be useful in the context of a battle. So maybe something from the Blessing School... Magic Materialisation and Healing are quite useless to me, I can't see a short-term Boost being immediately useful within the context of a tournament except in the most dire of circumstances, and I'm definitely not utilising any sort of Mystic magic upon myself until I'm absolutely certain that my physical power has reached its highest natural peak, if it can only be used on me once in my entire lifetime (though with that said, it may also be the case that it's only once per person [i]per caster,[/i] which brings a whole slew of incentives to teach the Mystic spell to as many beings as possible who have even a vague inclination toward magic, then have it be cast on me over and over, since I could almost certainly convince them to do this for me in exchange for teaching it in the first instance, though I'll need to test that before trying anything on myself). In other words, Release it is - on the off-chance that an opponent of mine happens to be a mage strong enough to negatively affect me before I can affect them, it'll be useful to have a way of undoing their trickery. I'm the one who uses trickery, after all.
Speaking of which, I haven't even activated my Negative Manipulation aura yet. I do so now, tuning it to a fairly low level for the time being, but doing what I can to expand it as far out as possible, in an effort to catch as many people as possible within its folds. Ideally, this will have a subtle enough effect over time for the fighters trapped within this colosseum to not realise what's going on until they're all liars and thieves. And of course, once they're at that stage, it matters not what they try to do to me, for I have already won. Until then, I shall train to utilise Release magic, and all will be well.
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Oh, Lai Larr, I was not expecting that! This planet has seriously too much gravity, it's just silly and crazy. I mean, maybe I should be used to variable gravities or whatever, but it doesn't work every time. I think. Whatever, I need to find the place.
And, uh, yes, this is a big building. I'm having to ask all these people where to go, and I keep getting lost, and it's just dumb. Why couldn't they makes it smaller? I found myself in the stands with people at one point, and there were people fighting each other! It was gross and bloody! Like, uh... like that time I did murders for the Red Ribbon Army. That sucked. I think it mostly did, anyways. Oh, but here, I've found the place now, the place to go for signing up to the tournament, I'm here, it's brilliant, and why are there people in front of me? They're going to takes too long and I'll not get in! Opar.
...no, wait, they're moving. Okay, it doesn't takes too long, then. I get there, which is good, and get given a form and a pen to writes with. I write stuff down about myself, uhhh... my name, obviously Expial; my power level of twelve thousands, which should be more but oh well; my race, Majin; and, um, uh, stuff that doesn't matter. There's blank bits, so whatevers. I give it back, and after somes times and writing things into the form that I missed, I'm given my passes, and get sent to my room. Do I looks like a human children to you? You cannot send me to my room! Except, opar, they can, because I need to be in the places that are for sleeping. I guess. Oh well, whatevers. So I have my room, all is wells, and, um... uh... I'm going to explores now, so maybe I can talks to people for some times. Shikalurr, here I come dirts! It's Expial doing his best socialness.
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So this is just a generic introduction post for how Luceptor and Expial get inducted into the tournament and the planet in general. I'm assuming they haven't met anyone else yet, and that they don't know who else is here at the moment, so anyone can come across... well, Luceptor's training in his room, so probably just Expial whenever they like, if desired. Incidentally, how do other Makaioshin interact with the Negative Manipulation fields of any given Makaioshin? Do they automatically know that one of their fellows are present, do they sense that something might be up and extrapolate from there, do they react to one another in the same way as any mortal would, or does the reaction vary depending on which Makaioshin is within which other Makaioshin's area of influence? This is important information to learn.
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