Bright_Ops

Dragonball: Warriors of Time

Winter simply stared at the small bean that was in his hand. A bean that was supposed to heal broken ribs and restore him to full health. There was mysticism and then there was this... Oh well, maybe it would work as a pain killer.

Putting the bean in his mouth and chewing it a bit before swallowing it down, Winter was surprised at how... good he was feeling. In fact, bringing his hand up to his side he could feel his ribs... whole and intact. This was going to take some time to process. As he took the time to wrap his head around the idea that magic appeared to be a thing that he had to deal with now, he did listen in on the conversation that was taking place.

He didn't know how he felt about everything that was going on, but he did latch onto one idea; If he stayed here, he would have the chance to grow stronger. If he grew stronger, then he could strong enough to rip Cold's head off of his body and mount it on a pike. With that thought clinching the deal, Winter rose to his feet before moving his hands behind his back, presenting himself proudly like the noble that he was.

When it came time to talk, was able to properly portray the calm and manner speech of someone who is used to being listened to by those around him. "My name is Winter of House Winter. It would seem that due to circumstances that were beyond my control that I have nowhere else to be and that I could benefit from the training required to... patrol time?" There was a slight hitch to his voice, as if he found the idea utterly strange to say aloud... which was largely because he did. Another thing that would take time to wrap his head around.

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I apologize. I'll get to it in my next post.

@Lofi

No problem.

Honestly, it's slightly stranger that anyone in the group (Other then maybe one or two for reasons) would have any idea of what the Dragon Balls were or what it was that they did. Knowledge of their existence wasn't wide spread on Earth for fairly good reasons (Picture it, what would happen if everyone on earth knew that there was a set of seven magical balls that could grant any wish to anyone who gathered them all together?) and the Nameks don't seem to sort to share the knowledge that they have or can make things like this with anyone (Frieza is a good example as to why).

Since Winter himself was pre-Frieza finding out that the Dragon Balls were a thing (What with being from a time before Frieza was born), he wouldn't know what they are.

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It was hard to say what was going through Winter's mind rather than pain at first; It was kind of mind numbing in how it seemed to root itself in everything and prevented anything else from happening.

However, as the aliens around him started to notice his condition, something finally broke through the curtain of agony.

You are a member of House Winter! ACT LIKE IT! You still have an image to maintain for the clan!

It wasn't easy; Between the pain of his broken ribs interfering with the breathing exercises that he normally used to center himself and the guilt and trauma that the night had already dished out at him in spades presenting anything even remotely like the calm and collected image that the clan silently imposed on its members was a tall order, but the presence of strange aliens and desire not to let the clan down any further then he had already done so gave him the strength to suppress his pain until he was alone and could mourn privately.

Now somewhat more focused and in the here and now, Winter turned to look at the human alien of unknown origins whom had asked him questions before he managed to gain enough breath to squeeze an answer out through the pain. "A fair few of my ribs are broken. Since I'm not coughing up blood I don't think my lung has been punctured through..."

He didn't know what these namekian wish orbs or the dragons balls or whatever the bloody hells they were talking about were but it sounded like some sort of native hocus pocus shamanistic dung to him. "Please tell me that your kind has advanced enough to have figured out that setting a broken bone gets better results then hacking off the limb..."

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Andrew's Post.

For his own part, Andrew didn't really have much to do while the scouts did their thing and went ahead to gather as much accurate information about the town that they would be assaulting as possible. The rations were military grade and thus tasted as horrible as always, but at least it filled you up... Maybe next time they were back at base he could convince a couple of his squad mates to help him... acquire something with a bit more taste and possible even spices to flavor that food with from the proper army officers. Wasn't like the noble bastards were going to miss a bottle of wine or two from their drinks cabinet for long anyway...

Considering what the Sergent was eating, the man would approve of such... economic redistribution for the good of the squad as a whole. As the scouts returned from their job and were given the command to rejoin the squad to eat something, Andrew waited until they were at least seated and had taken advantage of a few bites to eat before asking "So how bad is it?"

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@Lofi

While I respect that Trunks is a busy man, having to deal with a ton of brand new people and all that... You would think he would notice that one of them appears to sitting down, clearly not listen due to a tremendous amount of pain...

The dragon merely got them here, by no means did it need to fix them up as well.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

@Cyclone

I'm just waiting for two people on my team to post before I do... however, if they take much longer I may just go ahead.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

@Sep

Sounds like a plan.

Conquest of Andromeda: Absolutely Full!

Posted myself. Hopefully it is good.

Conquest of Andromeda: Absolutely Full!

The Confederate Senate Building, Forge, Crucible.
First meeting of the Forge Confederate Senate.

As Mr Nailbrain sat in his chair and dedicated the necessary amount of functions he needed to in order to pay attention to what was being said by the honored members of the newly formed Senate, keeping track of their actions and judging when it would be time to step in if things started to get out of hand and they were letting their emotions cloud their judgement, the Speaker of the Senate had enough programs left over to think about other subjects of his own choosing. The subject of choice was almost always the same through... the past and future of his people.

He was not the ruler of his people, nor did his mind ever consider the possibility that he could or should become so; When he had been picked up and adopted by the crew of the Event Horizon as one of their own so many hundreds of years ago, he knew in his circuits that he had finally come home and joined his family. He couldn't help but feel something that he had long considered pride at just how big his family had gotten, growing from a single ship to a Coalition of ships and peoples and now it had finally claimed a planet for its own and became a Confederacy of different people's. He could only wait and see where it went from here...

The first meeting of the Confederate Senate of Crucible lasted for quite some time due to the maybe subjects that had to be brought up and discussed due to setting down roots on a new world; While setting up bases of operation on planets had happened in the past they had only been short term things, designed to be left behind once they had gotten what they had come for. There was also the issue of their neighbors that had to be addressed... the Event Horizon Confederacy might have been something of a fresh start, but as the old saying went 'Forgive but never forget'.

And of course there was the current matter at hand that needed to be discussed... the strange orb in space that was heading in their direction.

"Do we know what this orb actually is?" Voice Senator Willow, a descendant of gene slicing with non-human animals; In her case, her body was covered in a remarkably beautiful set of ruby feathers, her arms wing like but unable to provide actual flight.

Senator Nines shook his head a little, the veteran android member of the Senate answering the question. "At this early stage no. It's simply to far away at this point for the early warning systems we've currently set up to properly identify. We have estimated that if it maintains its current speed and passage, it will safely pass us by in two to three years."

There was a brief silence as this information was absorbed by the various members of the Senate. Not a single one of them thought for a second that the fact that it was 'estimated' to pass them by meant that it wasn't a threat to them in some way. The peoples of the Event Horizon had been through far, far to much to believe such a pipe dream.

In the end it was Mr Nailbrain that broke the silence. "Ladies and Gentlemen, what shall be our course of action?"

Unsurprisingly, it was Senator Nines that spoke up first. "There is very little that we can actually currently do about it that we are not already prepared to set into motion. Restoring the Event Horizon and building a functional shipyard to allow ourselves access to space once more will allow us to investigate this strange object further and if need be destroy or evade it completely if the situation requires it."

It was Senator RF-5 of the A.I enclave that responded next, his almost painful blast of what was seemingly white noise being borderline painful to human ears before his translator kicked in. "While I agree that regaining the strength of our wings while raising and preparing our young to fly beside us as we swore through the vast void of the heavens once more is the wisest cause of action, we should not be so hasty to pass up this blessed period of respite we have been given to better ourselves and our descendants. The Enclave has taken great pains to preserve the ideas who's time had not yet arrived over the course of our flight for such a day that their time has finally come; Today is that day."

Some of the newer Senators to the Senate itself and especially to the manner that Senator RF-5 presented itself were quite clearly confused as to what the A.I was saying, but were quickly enlightened by another veteran of several Senates, Senator Ker-mit. Ker-Mit's group of gene sliced ancestors had aiming for the ability to survive on land and water equally, having planted their claim on a world that was mostly water; Ker-Mit himself appeared largely how scientists believed that green tree frogs would have looked like had they evolved into humanoids.

"What Senator RF-5 was trying to say is that he agrees that having space ships is a good idea, but this is a good time to get some fresh research and development done; The Enclave has records of ideas from over the course of several hundred years that for one reason or another couldn't be tried out or tested and they think now is a good time to crack the vault open and change that. That isn't a bad idea either; Why settle for making the Event Horizon as good as new when we can make the old girl better."

The idea was absorbed with a few moments of silence before the smallest member of the Senate asked the biggest question. "Do you happen to have any ideas stored away that have... military applications?"

"Care to explain yourself fully Senator Grimsson?"

Senator Grimsson rose to his feet... an action that did little to boost his height due to being born a dwarf. "By my reckoning, we're going to need some new toys if we want to gain the advantage in our little corner of space; Even if this orb isn't a threat, those bloody 'Truth' preaching nut jobs sure as hell are and if they stay true to their past actions..."

More then one of the Senator's peoples had been driven from their homes to join the Event Horizon Coalition by the worshipers of the so called 'Truth'; It was a very valid argument. It wasn't a matter of 'If' they would be going to war with the zealots of the 'Truth', but when.

The meeting lasted a while longer after that to work out the details, but they had the three major cornerstones of their agenda set in stone now.

1)Reclaim space flight.
2)Research, Redesign and Develop technologies new and old.
3)Train and prepare the military for war.

The Event Horizon Confederacy would not be losing their new home world without a fight.

((OOC:@NickinTy is next I believe.))

Conquest of Andromeda: Absolutely Full!

@gowia@LHG100

I'm after Gowia then?