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Post by Rhona Hall on Oct 3, 2023 17:42:15 GMT -6
She thought of the strategy she was going to need for this situation. She would have to make the ship close for a quick get away. She loathed the idea that maybe there was additional factors she had to consider.
She made the consideration that maybe there was another person he would rather not leave behind. She made the deduction that unless he was fueled with ambition he didn’t do this by himself.
If she planted the ship close to wherever they were and leave it for a second unguarded their enemy could take advantage of it. They would have to get a new one if it came to that. She has limitation to her imagination there was just a huge disadvantage in not knowing her environment.
She would hit a wall with one idea and plan after another. And her power fluctuates with her frustration. But she would consider a calm and level head with all possible answers.
She thought about what might be going on on Terrac. They really could use a power like hers this fight they were going to endure would end swiftly with few casualties. Surely that would disappoint the warriors of that world but she could live with that if it wasn’t for the idea they were going to fuel Hades.
Hades…
She hated the name she cursed it with a mutter under her breath. She wanted answers if this can be stopped by peaceful means she would absolutely rather do that. But she felt that everything up until now would stack against that logic. She didn’t have the right to say so without understanding the full story. Would she even have time to get the full tale?
The temptation of knowing he truth would be difficult to choose.
She had to remember her priorities. Over and over again with every strategy and plan she would remind herself what her priorities had to be. She had to keep her head she had to be confident and cool about it.
The occasional spark of wayward energy would make it obvious that she wasn’t entirely cool on this. Too much was involved.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Oct 10, 2023 14:58:25 GMT -6
She tried to think based on her limited experience of the Myrian’s fighting styles as well as the tools they used. She tried to consider more strategic options. Maybe she should conceal her energies and land far away. She can track their Ki relatively easy and she can hide the ship. She aught to consider hopefully her cousin has not been found my Hades yet.
She would Feel unless he is throwing his name around maybe no one will look twice at him. Well unless what she was told is that he was looking for a fight he might be making himself really obvious. Whatever Hades did made this vendetta against her whole family so it would make sense people might know they were going to be painted like Enemies.
Now Rhona would have assumed the last encounter she had with them had something to do with Namek. But maybe that wasn’t the case. It could be very publicly available for everyone to know who the Wolf Clan is and Rhona’s face was pretty famous. She could have trouble blending in if she wasn’t careful.
She knew she was nearing Myria. She would power down her Ki skin and work on hiding her Ki altogether. She diminished it down to a quiet place. She would look through the ship and find some clothing that would possibly do her alright in hiding her face.
There were a couple of items that she could make use of. She would mutter an apology to her uncle and make note to replace the clothes later.
She would watch the planet still far off come into view.
She pulled on the new clothes over her current clothes and set the course. She would try and search for a sliver of their Ki something that could pull her in the right direction. Her eyes glowed to start searching.
She prayed her blood ties would be thick enough to call out to her kin and see where they would go.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Oct 16, 2023 23:18:35 GMT -6
She yielded no results from space and would resort herself to landing on the planet. She scanned the surface for remote areas. Terrible to consider searching a whole planet for her cousin. But it seems she’s left without a choice.
She could see a specific area where a lot of residual Ki was still was blowing around. She would start there.
She took a breath and would minimize her Ki to its most basic appearance. Hiding it would mean she would have to travel at a snails pace. Likely the reason she couldn’t sense anyone was because of the forces that left their mark or maybe it was just that populated by Ki users. Either way she had to make a start somewhere. She eased herself down hoping no one came after her or saw where she was landing and in a small clearing in a forest like cluster of trees she would ease down.
She would power off the ship and make it go dark. She would wait and search the area through the ship window. She waited a while collecting herself. Once again she remembered last time she was so close to this place. They were without a shred of mercy.
Rhona felt real fear then. She kept in mind a thing or two. This was a planet full of people that have nothing to do with any of that. Even if they were warriors some people had to be farmers or diplomats. Innocent and peaceful she’d know not to see Hades in the dark of their eyes. She tightened the mask she wore and pulled closer the hood she had on this poncho like garb she found.
No money; if this took longer than expected she’ll have to wait on purchasing anything in order to avoid interactions.
She started her search.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Nov 11, 2023 16:27:40 GMT -6
She, covered by the clothes she found in the ship, would come to the edge of town. A hand adjusted the cloth covering her face and further tucked her hair inside the hood that was over it. She went in the thick of people wherever she could but she would follow down other ways.
She saw Myria, hardly disturbed by factors beyond what they considered normal. Traffic with vehicles, streets lined with businesses, people conversing, and just living. She would see some in cloth and some in armor. The armored ones she felt she needed to watch for.
Either way she was right most of these people were just living their lives. She stopped in the street and took a breath to really understand. She saw the architecture of the buildings and the revelry of the warriors and hard workers in a bar having a song. The chatter of friends walking with sweet drinks. Give them a moment to know who she was and the nation will be down on her in a moment but she was walking amongst their peaceful faces and she didn’t want to fight.
Starting trouble where people are not involved is not how she does things anyway. Still if it came down to it and she was discovered too soon she would disturb this peace and that could be detrimental. So she was going to take the long and less populated paths. She was going to keep quiet and she would play a role that made her seem like a sick and homeless person. In general someone that wanted to keep to their own business and even better not be involved in others willingly.
She looked ragged normally anyway. The scars on her face if anyone caught a look of them were not well to see. She ventured through the town and noticed some recent damage from a battle of some kind. Noticed some variation in races and kinds which looked tense and closed off. She’d hear a little bit more the closer she got to the thick residential ki. And something’s made some sense.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Dec 4, 2023 19:54:36 GMT -6
She finally caught a break. Some big powers were at play! Those energies were above the norm and if their other cousin… Tempest(?) was right then Zephyr found the biggest power he could imagine and is going toe to toe. This power however couldn’t have been the max this person could do. There might be stronger opponents on this planet. She just prayed zephyr was not fighting Hades.
She immediately began to run towards that fight. She didn’t want to fly just yet so she would use her base strength to leap and acrobat her way through the crowds.
“Hardcore parkor” joke inserted.
Most thought her a nuisance and some even threw curses her way but she didn’t stop. Her poncho flapped in the wind and she breathed skillfully to keep her stamina in long stretches. She definitely could stay this full sprint for a while. Hands came up and would hold her hood forward. It looked like she would take a boxing blocking stance which maybe she did for the better in case someone did decide to stop her from plowing through these streets as is.
She wanted to get to those strong powers now. She wanted to know. Her heart raced not because of the cardio but because of the impatience she felt.
The sooner she was done here the sooner she could defend the Rhosian side family and their planet. The prophecy posed a heavy challenge she would lose more family and they’ll feed Hades power.
She couldn’t bare it!
Her anger made her grind her teeth and run faster.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Dec 5, 2023 20:20:35 GMT -6
She ended up going high and started leaping over rooftops. She saw the building where they were having those powers fire off. A lot of soldiers in shiny armor were working on some amount of relief efforts for the citizens residing here. They were seemingly not worried about what was going on in the distance. Which means it was no threat to them.
She would pause almost running into a group of flyers.
She would breathe and it would make her think. She would call upon a rational thought for this moment. She would look around and get a view of the place from up here. While this was no time for sight seeing she would take a quick stock of the notable directions. It’s very possible that when she gets to that fight she’ll have to fly everyone out.
But there was some amount of feeling in her mind that she didn’t have to worry as much as she was.
She would trust it but there was too much she didn’t know.
She took off again and would pull her hood tight.
She had to remember she was set for direct execution the last time she had to deal with these people. And if she was losing family to fuel what might be a tyrant of death then she had to expect the worst.
She was hearing a bit about what happened but it seemed like it didn’t make that much sense from the outside. Not to mention what tale was being spun to benefit the masses interests. She couldn’t rely on such things. Going to the source was the only way to find out.
She quickened her pace. It wasn’t long now.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Dec 28, 2023 3:43:37 GMT -6
In this moment she heard that name. In this moment she calculated and she gathered up just a singular percentage of her Ki.
Just a smidge…
It would be her first time trying this on a person but she understands how it works and knew how to help this right now.
With a finger that glows a speck of Ki. She didn’t want to overload the poor worn out Rhosian she had draped over her shoulders but in this instance he needed to stand on his own at least.
With that singular percentage she would tap Zephyrs side and transfer 6,894 of her own Power Level into Zephyr.
“Wakey, wakey sleepy head…” she would say in a low voice.
Rhona learns: Ki transference- Rhona has mastery over her own Ki she can manipulate a percent of her own power to transfer the amount to another removing it from her own PL stat. This does not heal a target and she can not give more than the targets base PL.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Jan 12, 2024 5:37:59 GMT -6
She made the choice right then and there. Of how it raged in her mind.
She imagined this going down far differently.
She had the most villainous face in her mind she felt if Hades found out who she was he was going to laugh in her face and hold her family hostage. Whatever the motive was Rhona feared she wouldn’t be able to touch him without fear of losing their souls for good.
She would have had to keep back and defend as he slowly chipped more and more away and she could feel the gap growing and a laugh from deep in her imagination of a mad and vile man impersonating the ancient God of the underworld, ruler of the dead.
Maybe that still is the case. Maybe he is lying. It would be easier if he was. It would be so easy to fight him and make him let go of the souls that don’t belong to his power. It would be such an easy choice to make. Or at least the plan in her mind sounded easy.
And yet that wasn’t the choice made.
“Turn around…” her mind made its choice and it whispered.
She felt her heart which ached and longed for this to end here. She would struggle and it would make her knees weak. Her jaw clenched until her teeth grinded with each other as the emotions would scream.
“Walk… for those you can still save.”
“Walk for those who are within reach.”
“Don’t forsake what you have with what you don’t.”
A voice of reason rang in her mind and she felt it in her body. It wasn’t quite her voice it was like an echo of all those who had said them to her when they were alive.
Remembering their voices, She would listen.
She was so close.
The choice she made now to follow Zephyr and his friends would take her away from this moment.
She knew it was the right one.
But it tore her up to have come this far and still need to wait her turn. It took all her strength to take every step and make it through this difficult moment.
“Walk… so you don’t leave and find them gone again.”
She was sent away and she lost her parents. She ran away and lost her grandmother. She left Terrac and knew there was a war going to happen. Leaving Zephyr could get him killed. She needed to stay here keep them in her sights.
“Walk…”
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 8, 2024 8:57:19 GMT -6
She can feel it.
She knows this feeling she was close to something. She had that tingle in her fingers and the waves in her body swaying to the timing of her breath. Something was about to make itself known and she can’t wait to see it realized.
She would hone in on that feeling. She wanted to find it first. She wanted to coax it to the surface.
She would lay down and feel her power. Breathing into a meditative rhythm down the paths she would follow. Before her stood a visage of her first transition. A big boost and a lot of confidence and old friend at this point. They’d high five each other like a familiar face but they both had objectives to complete and couldn’t stand and talk.
The next two had stood before her one was her hero boost a noble power, one she favored to get her out of a pinch in many occasions. A power she earned she looked at it and it smirked like Rhona does when she was impressed but it looked over to her second transformation which was talking to another.
It turned around and waved. She moved towards her second tier and it would smile weakly but the third tier it looked away. Turned its back to Rhona completely.
The second scratched its left side of its face. A twitch Rhona had when she was nervous or blushing. The itch her seared nerve endings felt when the blood that rushed to her face with her emotions.
It was not ready to meet Rhona yet. But she wanted to push it. So she called her tier one and tier two to her side but they both disappeared and the size of the third became apparent it was at its full power. She couldn’t even call upon the first at all.
Her hero tier would light up the space to her left and it took her hand. It went into her and fuels her spirit with power. It didn’t measure up and her hyper energy would smirk in the most cocky way.
It was a lesson. That hero transformation was something Rhona relied on too much that maybe her true energy felt a bit left out. And so the third was challenging her to earn it.
Something of in the distance came out of the darkness.
A puppy…
it eagerly ran and leaps into her arms with a soft bark and it bled into her a power like her Rage… but it was different. She was a bit confused but when the markings appeared on her and the power shot out of her just that much more she felt almost equal to her third suddenly. Marginally that third was just a bit lesser in magnitude.
And so the stage was set.
To be continued in pt.2….
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 24, 2024 7:28:57 GMT -6
She faced her hyper human energy its electrified rage would emit a threatening presence.
Rhona had come to some understandings in a singular moment. This was not some separation from her self. This was how she felt. The enemies she faced and the challenges she was knocking down relied on more power. And her born ability just didn’t measure up and she needed it to do so.
So before that energy she stood and held her earned energies close. It was time to realize just how powerful her potential is.
She would feel that energy and both of the esper imagines glowed as one. It would flare and fill the space of her mind with the electric energy she used. This power was going to be the answer to all of her conquered trials and the trials yet to come her way.
She lived for these heart pounding moments. She craved them she always wanted to see just how far she could go. She enjoyed the power she has, she was grateful for it. It was her hard work and it will protect what she will be trying to build.
Did she really need this much power to accomplish her hopes and answer her questions? She was a woman who would strive to create planets. She wanted to make homes for those who needed them. If it was but a flick of a wrist that would destroy the ground beneath a civilization then it would become Rhona that would embrace all the pieces into a whole once again.
That was going to require so much energy. So much power. It’s all she ever wants, for herself and for anyone who shares her feelings.
The first blow would mirror between the two energies and strike each in the face as predicted. She was fighting herself and it means she was going to need to find her weaknesses.
She currently had no known equal other than herself. So it would be good for her to take this seriously. She had become too relaxed. Her image leaped back when she did and got into a stance. It wasn’t the first time she fought herself but that was a different story. This was her as she was now and there is no talking about it or images in her mind which would tell a different story. Only one story was important right now.
She was writing this one with her own hand.
Pt.2 to be continued Rhona has confirmed her determination and commitment to her cause. This will be how her journey continues and next time she’ll unlock her tier three.
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Post by Rhona Hall on May 7, 2024 15:54:39 GMT -6
And they would charge each other again as her mind stormed with cracks of lightning and blasted with pops of thunder at every blow landed.
She would feel that third transformation come to breaching the forces that she reached with.
She needed to meet it with the force that it required to carry it to the surface. She sat and her physical form would react as of her entire body was pushing her energy out. She would be carried by the energy and the area around her would electrify. Hair, short and rather choppy, still shined golden in the blue lights that cracked the air. skin reddened as her body burned. The heat that stirred her body would be strong the strength she was about to gain would be much for her to handle.
She found a window open to land a swift and decisive blow, a flaw in her habits, she doesn’t really fight too many things her own size. She feints an attack from above and as she watches her hyper energy. Begin to block from that upward angle Rhona would take in a burst of speed which would make a simple body twist to take advantage of a blow to the center abdomen of her body. When she made such a devastating powerful move she felt the first tier transformation slip into her arm and it accepted her once more.
With that large boost gone from her hyper energy’s esper it was a simple matter to take advantage of the stunned energy and deliver a blow to its face. With her other hand. It knocked her opponents block out of the way as if it was useless. And across its cheek her fist would push her to a fall. Her second tier came into her body eagerly to combine with the first. Sending the tier three practically bouncing across her mind’s scape.
With the third tier by itself. Rhona paused waiting to see if it had another move to make. But it just smiled defeated. More than anything it was ready to joint the pack. And Rhona was more than ready to meet it. With all parts of her energy join in a torrent of power she’d see a hand of her Third reach. Rhona didn’t hesitate to lift it from where it fell and all that energy would sweep it of its feet and join in the dance as all of her power would come to the surface.
Her darkening eyes appeared as she opened them. She took herself high into the sky and with strain brought that new power forth. With a growl her skin reddened and heated. Her exhale steamed and the air cracked and sparked around her. Her veins pulsed and bulged fueling her body with that growing power. She increased in size physically and she felt a hyperactive fury which would certainly shake the very atmosphere of whatever planet she was on.
A few minutes passed, feeling this power she grew accustomed to how it needed to feel and got I under better control. She’d feel it grow familiar with it. Just before releasing it.
Hands over her heart she smiled at peace. She was one step closer to being the kind of person that was going to shape the Galaxy and create homes for everyone who would ever want or need one.
Even more… it was revealed to her she still had something to discover. Something that would send her powers over the top. That jump to the mysterious tier of power is the biggest she had yet to reach.
Let the climb begin…
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Tier 3 unlock:
Hyper Human 3 Requirements: Power Level 820,000 Boost: +60% Power Level The body of the Hyper Human now shows visible bulging veins and dark lines around the eyes.
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