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| Deleted User | Sep 11 2013, 08:14 PM Post #1 |
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/~Continued from my Roleplay sample in my Application~/ “Sigea…” A voice came over a transmission feed. It belonged to a being that was unearthly, actually a Changeling that was an officer on the planet that was under the rule of Frost, the Changeling emperor and head of the Planet Trade Organization. The specific changeling was a staple in Sigea’s life… his father Hide. “This has been given down to our clan on the planet. You do realize that Failure is not an option right?” The older Changeling was talking through an audio feed fed through a device into the space pod that Sigea was currently on. His destination? Planet Vegeta of course. His mission?!? Eradication of the strenuous Moneky’s that dirtied the Galaxy and disrupted Changeling supremacy. It was handed down to his clan by the leader of their race not too long ago; Infact… ~Flashback~ There was a lighted balcony. This balcony loitered about 25 meters off the surface of the planet and overlooked a chilling field. Directly in front of this balcony was a crowd of individuals, changelings to be exact. They awaited their king…. Their ruler, Frost. As the ranks of the Changelings began to grow deeper a smore showed up by the second, their leader emerged floating down onto the balcony. He had disengaged flight and held his arms outward. He lowered them to silence the praise from his people. This kind of welcome from his followers was admirable but mostly out of fear. Frost’s legion of soldiers differed from other situations where the leader respected the disposition of his combatants whereas the Changeling lord struck fear into those who were weaker than him, and at that time that meant everyone that lived on his planet. The world was his and if you were not going to get on board… he would simply destroy you without leaving a trace with no hesitation. This made the loyalist to the almighty Frost grow as fear was deep within the civilization of Changelings. But fear is not what this assembly was for. It was to announce a strategy and to bring an official statement to his people. “Planet Trade Organization… I address you on an important matter that has been plaguing our very existence for quite some time. As you all know… we are the mightiest beings to exist ever. We outlast any tribulation. We dominate any opposition, and we absolutely Destroy all that stands to wake within our dreams which we have always made reality. But in the recent years, as most of you are aware of, an uprising has began to sprout against us and stand against our might. We have lost lives. Lost strategic battles and yet they have made no advances beyond our reach of the galaxy as we have kept them isolated to their planet of Plant. Yes Im talking abou the rotten and horrendous primitive beings known as Saiyans. But fret not my great people. As with our great intellect and advanced understanding of the way things work, your leader has devised a plan to begin to destroy to the armada of the Saiyan empire. It is a series of steps that will be taken into effect. Helming this operation is none other than members of the Tect clan.” At that time a stout Changeling comes into visualization on the Balcony and it is none other than the leader of the House of Tect, Hide. The crowd erupts with random cheers and claps and stomping of their feet. Frost lowers his hands as the denizens of the planet halt their cheers. Frost part of the speech ends as Hide begins to introduce himself as if any introduction was needed. “For many generations, has the House of Tect been a forefront on the battlefield in any situation the Planet Traders have needed. We are a clan of beings who value the upbringing of our roots, which lay here on this great Planet ruled by our godly Leader Frost. We have been there at every single major battle and it is recently that I noticed something. These mongrels relish in the scenery of combat. They will not ever turn down a challenge and fight foes who maybe a million time stronger than they are. This is one of their strengths… but if used correctly it can be a great weakness that we will exploit starting with an operation our king likes to call {Insertion}. A sole individual will pilot a specialized pod onto the Planet of Namek and use it as a means to infiltrate the Saiyan populous from the inside out. Yes it will be a member of the Tect clan to initiate this plan as we monitor his position and gauge the enemies battle power. We know not what these Saiyans are fully capable of so this will be knowledgeable and simply fun for us to watch. And without further or due… the Changeling who will be leading this excavation into uncharted territory… My own Son….” ~Flashback Ends~ He was chosen to lead mission {Insertion} into the heart of the enemy. They would no doubt know he was coming but in the manner of ways he was approaching would be foreign to their feeble intellect. The pod he was in was used for one ways if their was too much equipment on board and this one had it. A specialized device that would collect Data on the nearby planet and eventually could be used as a beacon to send a fleet over by teleportation. It was a device that the Tect clan devised especially for this occasion, where they needed to strike fear. But first a different kind of strike was needed. Before SIgea started collecting data he needed to prove that he was a variable threat to the Saiyan as an entity. It was here that Sigea happened to see data on a Saiyan warship, The Raigel III. The Changeling was fresh from a nearby planet where he met and slaughtered a small platoon of Saiyans that was sent to investigate. They were weakling and not truly worth the effort but who was Sigea to turn down Killing? He simply enjoyed it too much ~1,024 |
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| Deleted User | Sep 11 2013, 08:26 PM Post #2 |
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As he approached the giant space ship, he pressed a button to activate a sensor he would use to land on Planet Vegeta, a camouflage device. It worked by using a stylized mirror panel coating over the ship and distorting the color blur from vision, making it seem invisible but actually just clear to the point where nothing could be visibly seen. The Changeling slowed down the thruster module to a mere 15% thrust speed as forward thrusters slowed his halt to match the gravity around this giant vessel. It was all for blending in so he could not be noticed. In a good 20 minutes of patient maneuvering and strategic piloting; Sigea was now latched onto the back of the ship. He stood from his piloting seat and checked his belongings to make sure everything was in working order on the ship. As he walked to the button to release the latch for his exit into space, he saw a panel and grabs a thin piece of hardware, the key card to access everything he needed to on the ship, even a database communicator with the Artificial Intelligence of the ship. “This very well could come in handy…” His voice was stoic. A pitch that could be deferred to as Black as the chilling Ice he lived and grew upon. Sigea was not a Changeling of many words as he preferred to instill fear but the serene kind. It was the kind of fear that crept up on you and struck all at once simultaneously. It was here that Sigea would take on properties of such. As he opened the hatch for his space pod, he noticed there was nobody around. This was prime time for him to use technique’s he had learned while he trained on the remote star adjacent to his home world, The Black Iced Moon. ~Flashback~ It was a coming of age ceremony in the house of Tect. Namely the coming of age of the main household under the tutelage of Hide and Shelly, Sigea’s parents. He was brimming with passion as he wanted to be as useful as his older sister Amora. It was here that he was sent off to a star adjacent to the home world, just like all young boys and girls around their age. The only difference is that guys and girls were sent to different stars where they would learn survivability and secrets of the Changeling race. Sigea had accumulated the arts of Death, that most changelings learn after their coming of age ritual. He gained access to not only the killing techniques but the skill of combat and chose an archetype to fall under, the Cloaked Ice. The Cloaked Ice was the art of theatricality, making yourself more than just another foe in the mind of your opponent. Dazzling their senses to thinking you are far superior to them than you really are. Most feel that when facing a Changeling of the Cloaked Ice, you would be facing not some opponent but a very god amongst mortals. ~Flashback Ends~ Sigea had opened his eyes as he now was around the corridor and listening in on what reports were coming in. It was here that Sigea had learned that some other oddity had no idea that the saiyans had such cowardice within their ranks… built it had to be true; after all they were just monkeys. He noticed a single Saiyan leave the command room. He had to hide quickly or his cover would be blown! To others, hiding and eavesdropping may have seemed like the cowards way out but in actuality it was just the opposite. Sigea had found an open vent, conveniently as he hopped up quickly and pulled himself in with the quickness. He muttered to himself that it was conveniently placed and positioned for a quick escape. And the reason why he did not fly up was due to the Saiyans main stay equipment, the scouter. This device was used to pick up any readings of energy of any kind within a certain radius, and since he was on a saiyan vessel at the time it was just like he was in the dead zone, so he needed to not exert any energy until he deemed it absolutely necessary to get him out of a jam. As he monitored this Saiyan, he noticed it was a smaller being, much like himself except head full of hair, a tail and regular Skin suits the Saiyans wore often when not on the field of battle. Sigea had noticed that all Saiyans wore this spandex like outfit under their armor so nothing would hinder their movement. The Saiyan made his way through the corridor underneath Sigea into another room which led to an elevator shaft of sorts. Sigea of course was following him while in the ventilation system. As the saiyan waited for the elevator life to reach him, a small rodent on the side of Sigea had come. Sigea moved his tail and with precision grabbed the rodent by its body and flung it the opposite way of the shaft form him and the Saiyan he was stalking. The lift had came and would you know it, there was a top where he could be concealed from the presence of the Saiyan. He made it on top and made sure to be still. As he felt it to move, he slowly stood up as the rising device took the Saiyan and himself up. He saw a small glimmer of light from a opening and he thought to himself to reach it before the elevator did, easy. Sigea simply jumped to the wall and held a hand there and used his splayed feet to grip the surface of said wall and volley off to the other wall. This action continued as he propelled h9imself with greater speed every jump until he reached right above the stop where the Elevator would come and behold! Another vent. The Changeling did nothing but smile as he waited for the Saiyan to get off the elevator. As he did he saw a female saiyan in passing and they nodded to one another, grimaces on their face and all. A scowl appeared on the lips of Sigea as his red eyes zoned in on where the Saiyan he traced was headed. The Saiyan headed inside as digea read the words on the door that closed before him, and with a smile he came out of the vent, crawling on the ceiling of the wall and read the word aloud to himself though. “Laboratory…” This was just perfect. The Saiyan was a simply being of science. The first victim was coming up. ~1,117 |
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