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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 18:44:09 GMT -6
Today was the day. The young King Vegeta was sitting in his throne as the heads of each Noble family began to gather for the coming storm. The sixteen year old new King looked to Karo and Brocc trying to gauge their thoughts, but Karo was unreadable and Brocc just seemed... Loyal? Super Proud? Cocky? His thoughts were also impossible to read until the moment. Did he think about anything other than his Saiyan perfection? Now wasn't the time, he had to look to the nobles as they gathered to maintain an appearance of superiority.
Next to his throne which was three steps up onto a platform at the back of the royal palace oversaw an entry way rug at which each noble family would stand facing inwards in rows. The capes attached to the shoulder armor of many different colors and sigils, but all had at one point swore fealty to the crown. But it would of been one of his predecessors and not himself. Since his fathers death this would be the first gathering of the Noble Congress.
"Brocc... Decenters are to be shown mercy only one time, okay?"
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Brocc
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 18:49:51 GMT -6
Brocc stood there with arms folded as he looked over the chamber, his back straight and shoulders back, a proud beacon of perfection. He was ready for battle, even though today would be a battle unlike those that he truly enjoyed in his heart of hearts. A battle of words and ideas between his King and the nobles that all plotted and schemed. He did not know if any of them had the strength of heart and courage to try and strike the King and use their might to realize their own ideals and will. But he did know what would happen if any of them so much as tried.
At least he thought he did, but when the King spoke it was enough to take a small edge of his smirk away. They would be allowed a free shot it would seem. Though mercy could take many forms. He nodded in silent acceptance of his King's orders. He would show restraint for the time being, if it would please his King.
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 18:58:15 GMT -6
As an eventuality all the Nobles and their selected seconds would be in the room and await the beginning of the summons. King Vegeta would turn to Karo and nod as she would exit the room through the door to the back of the throne. King Vegeta would stand and raise a hand over the Noble's.
"Today to begin the meeting, I demand a new swearing of fealty to the crown. Kneel now and let that action be your proclamation."
From the 16 noble leaders present 3 did not kneel, instead their faces stayed as stone. When that was done, it would appear King Vegeta allowed them to stand and turned back to sit at the throne once again. He however would look to Brocc and hold up a single finger letting him know that was those nobles one mercy.
"As you may have guessed, I have gathered the Noble Congress for a reason other than to make my position as King solid in the eyes of our laws and traditions. However, I understand the Nobility has grievances they wish to make known. Step forward now and speak, or don't waste my time."
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Brocc
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I am the perfect warrior!
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Power Level: 33,497
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 19:03:54 GMT -6
He didn't need the finger to identify the three that did not kneel and silently count it as their one show of defiance. He allowed his arms to drop to his sides, his fists balling as the material of his gloves made a cracking sound, but he would stay his hand for the time being. But he was already silently formulating his attack should the three of them continue to press their luck.
Allowing his senses to reach out among the gathered nobles and their seconds, looking to see if any of them posed a possible threat to his liege lord or to himself. Though he doubted there were any among them that could match their might.
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 19:28:29 GMT -6
From what Brocc could tell none of them could outright pose a threat in the moment, but there is no telling what tricks they had in hiding. Though many of them were of elite status (Anyone who has reached a Power Level of 7,000). A single young Saiyan would walk up to the spot kneel and stand to say speak. "Sire, many of us who lost patriarch's to our families when Namek exploded during the Summit. We are... Eager to claim vengeance." This was a known issue, and he knew many Nobles considered his lack of revenge and attack being weakness. But it was because he did not know the target, though the Nobles were sure it was Arkosia or New Plant. "I understand the need that boils in you, but to commit a full force invasion we must first know exactly who cause it. Fighting a war on multiple fronts would be suicide even with our stronger force we would be incredibly outnumbered. Patience, we will find the target for our wrath." Murmurs in the crowd would follow, as the young man stepped back into place. With no one else to speak the King would stand again. "With no further business on that end, I will be bringing up the new path of our people. I proclaim a Crusade. A recruitment drive to bring forces to Vegeta. Our weakness is our numbers, we are few but powerful. However, if we recruit others to our ways our numbers could soar to new heights." More than a few shocked and angry faces int he crowd. "We would call them Neo Saiyans and they would be further down in our hierarchy than even our lowest class of pure blooded Saiyan. They would be outfitted and trained and treated as a Saiyan." One older grey haired Saiyan would step out of line. "Are you insane? You'd mix our kind with theirs?" This old saiyan had not made any transgressions yet, so this would be his first and Vegeta would hold up that single finger again. Knowing Brocc was likely keeping count. "Mix ours with theirs? You bring up an interesting point." Snapping his fingers the door behind him would open and Karo would re-enter with a very pale skinned... Saiyan? His tail was longer than usual and had some sort of blade on the end, there were lines on his face and horns... "This is a half breed. Saiyan and Ice-jin." Karo would begin explaining. A singular gasp like a wave swept the crowd, as what followed was a hush. "You see, our Saiyan physiology can mix with literally all the known races. So yes, mix to your hearts desire." Karo's unreadable face turned to a huge grin... Kind of menacing really. King Vegeta face palmed at her dramatics. "It isn't an order, but a simple truth. We can mix with the other races. So why not expand? We have never boasted a population of more than tens of thousand. Do you really believe we will be able to maintain our power with so little? Humans number in the billions, Ice-jin number in the multiple hundred thousands, and Tuffles number in the millions. You wish to make enemies of all of that and think our survival will be guaranteed?" There were intense angry faces follow this before another Noble stepped forth, one that hadn't bowed to the kind before. "You....! You show us this filth and expect us... To mate with the lesser creatures of the universe? You truly are deranged I will have no part in this!" He would turn to leave, and Vegeta didn't even have to look at Brocc, he simply closed his eyes and nodded.
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Brocc
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I am the perfect warrior!
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Power Level: 33,497
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 19:37:37 GMT -6
Hearing the King's decree and path set his heart ablaze. It was hard to not feel insulted by the idea of these inferior races taking on their name, even if they would have a lower status. It injured even Brocc's pride, he could feel himself mentally and emotionally agreeing with many of the nobles gathered before them at the revelation. Though he kept his own thoughts on the matter private, he was not King and it was not his place to question the decision of his King.
Seeing Karo come in parading some sort of halfbreed sent his stomach rolling in disgust. The creature was a freak of nature, and yet she seemed so proud. He wondered if that look of Pride was the same one she held as his embryo developed, or if this feeling of disgust is how others felt when they thought of him. His genes were pure Saiyan, but he had not been birthed. Perhaps he had something in common with this... freak...
He stayed silent as the elder noble stepped forth again to spew disrespect at the King, insulting him and turning his back upon the throne to leave. Focusing inward and reaching into his Ki he'd extend a palm outward at the old man before unleashing a beam of yellow energy that would twist and coil over itself as it aimed to pierce into the man's heart.
"You forget yourself."
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 19:49:11 GMT -6
Indeed many in the room saw the King as parading freaks in front of them, including Brocc, and the new half breed, and the disgusting scientist Karo which makes these abominations, now this? The beam would do it's job and burn straight through the noble, the blast flying through to the door and exploding. The noble stood stunned for a few moments with a gaping hole in his chest that his armor didn't even hold up to the blast. He had enough time to turn back around with a shocked face before blood spewed from his mouth and nose. Falling over his second stood frozen, unsure of how to handle this.
Kind Vegeta took the initiative to stand again.
"Any here who feel my chosen path is too radical may drop their capes and accept exile as your only option. You may not like it, you may not see it, but we, compared to the other races we are currently in a stale mate with; are weak. Even with the discover of the power to control our Oozaru transformations, the true Super Saiyan transformation of legend, and our above average power levels. We stand no real chance of surviving going to war and defending ourselves. We can do one or the other. This is the only way, unless you plan to stay at home fucking and making babies for the rest of your lives and giving up the tradition of being a warrior. Should I put you all out to pasture then?"
There was an instance where it seemed like battle was about to erupt immediately, but it seemed they thought better of this.
"So, we accept or we leave? No way to talk this through?"
One noble wished clarification and the King nodded his head.
"Those are the choices."
The noble who asked for clarification was one who hadn't bowed as well.
"I choose option three, you are not fit to be king!"
He launches himself at Brocc aiming a blast for the Experiment Saiyan's face in an attempt to distract or blind him momentarily! and the other decenters seem to scatter, instincts kicking in as many seem to be escaping to gain a better advantage!
Noble attacking PL: 7,890
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Brocc
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I am the perfect warrior!
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Power Level: 33,497
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 20:01:11 GMT -6
Brocc would take the blast in the face, smirking as the singed flesh smoked but otherwise did only superficial damage. The other warriors, if they could be called as such. His neck snapped to the left and to the right, letting out loud cracks as he advanced with a slow and deliberate pace toward the noble who had attacked him. Brocc's aura lighting up around him as power erupted from his body, the ground under his feet cratering from the sheer force of it as he transformed into his own Super Saiyan form. That of carnage.
Zipping forward Brocc would attempt to grab the nobleman by the face, lifting him up into air so that all of the scattered nobles who had not already fled could see and hear him. His fingers gripping into the flesh of this... man.
"Our King has laid out a path for us to maintain our rightful place in the Galaxy and ensure that the pure and true Saiyans remain the pinnacle of a true warrior. If you think yourself mighty enough to wage war on the countless teeming hordes that would claw at us, then show me your might. Can any of you so called warriors even make me bleed?"
He'd squeeze the head harder, snarling as he finished his words, looking around to see if any of these warriors or their seconds had the guts to face him.
Current PL: 50,562
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 20:06:24 GMT -6
Brocc would succeed in grabbing the Noble by the force who would start by unleashing blast after blast into Brocc's chest in an attempt to escape and doing nothin more than maybe burn some of his armor away. His armor of 100, which gave him the right in everyone's eyes to speak, let alone the authority of the crown for his position as an elite guard. However, he took it a step further with his unique super saiyan transformation, none dared step up, those who stayed bowed down again and those who scattered fled to gather what forces they can.
Vegeta looked to Karo.
"Is it done?"
She would nod.
"No transmission using scouters can reach or escape the planet."
He'd look to those present.
"Prepare what forces you can, this civil war will end quickly. Brocc, Karo... Use your own judgement on who to spare. I will enact the emergency evacuation protocol for the children still int he incubation facilities."
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Brocc
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 20:16:21 GMT -6
He nodded to his King, letting those that would flee do so for now as he lifted the noble up higher, pointing him toward the wall of the fleeing dissidents. He'd barely register the attacks being absorbed by his armor as he built up power his his palm, the ki energy forming in the hand that still gripped the Saiyan's head as he'd channel and unleash a Perfect Beam attack through the noble's head toward the fleeing cowards who would turn their back upon their King. He did little to aim the beam toward anyone in particular before he'd launch with his other hand a ball of Ki out of the newly created hole toward the fleering Saiyan's. His lips twisting into a smirk.
"Surprise, surprise."
And as the ball would hit the beam it would explode into a scatter shot of smaller Ki blasts that would erupt toward those fleeing. A parting gift of sorts. But he would not pursue further. They needed to ensure the King was safe.
Perfect Beam A powerful beam attack that can be maneuvered as long as he channels energy in to it. Requires charging up, but powerful. +25% PL - 63,202 PL
Surprise, surprise! He fires a Ki blast that explodes into a scattershot of smaller Ki blasts when it gets near it's target. +10% PL 55,618PL
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 20:27:06 GMT -6
Many explosions and screams in the distance, the Noble Brocc had been holding had no chance. Karo ushered the half breed back into the back rooms before returning, peering out of the hole Brocc made, his face flush with excitement at how powerful the lad was and the destruction he had wrought.
"Hmm, I do believe many of the fleeing nobles had lantern implants. So it may pose an issue upon their return."
Karo spoke still admiring the distant destruction, while King Vegeta went to his console and began ordering the immediate deployment of saiyan babies.
"What do you mean there isn't protocol for that?? Damnit!"
He'd kick the console out of frustration.
"Brocc, I need you to head to the incubation facility before the defectors have a chance to gather an attack force. The launch protocol only works on those who have been assigned pods. Noble babies don't leave the planet, they are trained by their families before they are deployed. I need you to curb any surprise attack that might come as retribution to the nobles who have remained loyal."
The young Noble from before stepped up.
"Sire, allow me to help, my younger brother is still at the facility. My name is Skirret, I am an elite. Within my family had my father not died on Namek I'd of been assigned to Karo's elites to serve you anyways. Allow me to prove my loyalty. I believe this plan will eradicate any enemy to Vegeta."
(Me, the planet, or my son? Yes)
"Up to you Brocc."
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Brocc
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 20:31:25 GMT -6
He nodded to the young noble man. If he wished to prove his worth and loyalty to the King, Brocc was not going to be the one to stand in his way. The King's decision was based around the fact that while they were stronger as individuals that strength could be overcome with sheer numbers. This would be a chance to show that he could follow that direction and line of thinking. And if this young man was not to be trusted, well his first strike would be lying to the King, and his second strike would be his betrayal.
"Let us go at once then."
He'd wait just long enough to see if the warrior took to the air with him before flying off toward the incubation facility. The youths within were perhaps the greatest resource they had. It was vital that they were protected.
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 20:36:20 GMT -6
Skirret did take to the air, he was sweating a bit from the display of power and how strong Brocc proved to be, but it was more his blood was boiling because he felt that was something he could also accomplish one day. It wouldn't take long for them to approach the incubation facility, they could see the automated protocol machines loading infants into pods and launching them while a couple of scientists were frantically attempting to get pods and assign them to the Noble babies. There weren't many, maybe fifteen noble babies in total, but supply versus demand. The scientists usually only ever ordered enough pods for the children that needed them.
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Brocc
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Power Level: 33,497
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Post by Brocc on Aug 20, 2022 20:39:20 GMT -6
He didn't banter during the trip, and when they landed he would look to the scientists and then back to the skies. "We are here to offer protection, to ensure that no defector harms you or the children. How long until you have finished?"
He asked, his eyes scanning the horizon, looking for signs of trouble, or for the feeling of power amassing nearby. He didn't have a scouter, but one thing he had learned on Namek before it's destruction was how to sense power levels like the natives did. He imagined he would be just fine without one, even in such a hectic moment as this.
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Post by Vo Lang on Aug 20, 2022 20:44:28 GMT -6
Brocc's senses could pick up a couple strong power levels gathering at about the horizon. The scientists were flustered as one spoke.
"We only have enough pods for the low class infants, we have to source the other pods from the space port manually, so it could take a few hours. We'd have to wait for all the other infants to launch before we could get them."
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