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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2018 20:24:31 GMT -5
Bunbuku Island was an inhabited, idyllic tropical island located deep in the southern oceans of planet earth. One of the furthest points from earthling civilization in any direction, the closest point of human habitation was the aptly named 'Tiger Island' only a few miles away. However, save for a few martial artists and a small fishing village, it populated chiefly by giant tigers and dinosaurs. Bunbuku however, was home to a Demon Lord. Amatricina had taken up her temporary residence upon the island months ago, after being commanded by Emperor Carambolis to keep an eye on the Earth for him when his fleet departed back to Kabocha. The demoness had done so, maintaining her vigil on the Earthling government, and residing on the island to avoid from drawing any unwanted attention from the native earthlings. She wished secrecy and privacy as she trained rigorously, honing her mind and body while reducing her dependency on the Dark Energy so painfully absent in this realm. The isle itself was modest in size, a dozen miles across and perhaps two thirds as wide. It was ringed in a sandy beach, except on the eastern portion. That quadrant of the isle was dominated by Poco Poco Volcano, a great smoking mountain of fire that had served as the demoness' primary residence. She slumbered beneath its surface, bathed in its molten lake of lava, and meditated submerged deep beneath its surface. It reminded Amatricina of her own world, the burning hellscape that is Monsigneus. Though not as intense, this earthling volcano was the closest she could find on this planet. It had served its job admirably, a more reliable servant than many the demon had recruited in recent months. Though Amatricina herself thought the island a tropical paradise, the local earthlings felt quite the opposite. The demoness had uncovered the ancient Destron Gas machine buried on the island from a battle some five hundred years ago. It was seemingly destroyed, but she could still sense the power of hate in the device, as well as a hint of its corrupting gas. With the help of the armored titan, the Mark I, the Destron Gas was briefly restored to working order. It hummed to life one final time, spouting a great cloud of nightmarish black smoke that steadily corrupted the island's native life. Animals grew larger and more savage with each passing day. Even once docile beasts now feral and driven mad with the ancient Tuffles' rage from the effects of the gas. Plants had also been effected, becoming poisonous, growing thorns or spines, or adapting quickly to prey on animals as they too were fueled by the Destron Gas' hatred for the Saiyans. Amatricina reveled in the corruption, absorbing the Destron Gas cloud into her own being after it had fully blanketed her isle. In doing so she had created something far more terrible, mixing ancient Tuffle science with demonic magic. Later still the mortal witch Lilith Nevermore had come to Bunbuku island seeking strange new plants to create her sinister potions. She had succeeded, in finding the plants that is. Unfortunately for her, she had also found Amatricina. After a brief but heated exchange, the Demon Lord had actually come to like the young earthling girl. She held great magical talent, a black heart of sin, and boundless ambition. Amatricina had gone so far to dote on Lilith like an adorable, if not very sassy child. Even crushing her in a smothering hug sandwiched against the demon's considerable endowments. Lilith had ultimately decided she hated the island and everything about it. The corrupted plants a product of science, not nature, and thus useless to her magics. And the demon, flirtatious, lascivious, and salacious, much to her chagrin. Still, for all her troubles the girl had left with a Demon Lord's blessings, one obsidian or richer for it too. And finally, after the corruption of the island began to afflict the waters surrounding it, producing accursed fish and scarring local fishing vessels away with haunting tales, Tora no Seishin- the Roaring Tiger Spirit of Earth had come to Bunbuku Island to personally stop the corruption. To his surprise, he found a powerful demon at its center. The warrior proved himself outclassed in raw might, though his words proved stronger than his fists. Tora had successfully accomplished what few mortals had, getting on Amatricina the Avaricious' good side. Taking a liking to the proud, honor driven warrior who addressed her with extreme graciousness and as his superior, she had agreed to assist him in his plight. Though unwilling to remove the corruption she herself found intoxicating, Amatricina used her vast magic to construct a barrier of pure obsidian glass, miles long and hundreds of feet high. It was buried on the seabed floor, to redirect the tainted waters of her isle away from neighboring Tiger Island at Tora's behest. Since then several weeks had passed in silence for Bunbuku Island. Amatricina was not even present at current, far away on the planet Arcose tracking down the illusive Saiyan bounty hunter Dain Sincara to test her strength against his own. However, her loyal chimera, Tyrant still roamed his jungle home. The massive, aged bull Tyrannosaur had been infused with vast quantities of demonic ki after winning over the Demon Lord unwittingly. Like Cerberus guards the Underworld for Hades, Tyrant guards Bunbuku Island for his master Amatricina. The king lizard's intelligence increased significantly from this process, though it was still far from that of the average Earthling. Even now, Tyrant roams the isle as the king of its beasts. His dominion stretching from sandy shore to rocky cliff, patrolling his territory in search of prey to devour or intruders to warn his demonic mistress of. A loyal servant, a suitable hellhound to the Fire Demon Warlord.
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Post by Netto White on Dec 19, 2018 22:31:31 GMT -5
Netto flew toward the cursed island, Bunbuku island. He had heard many things about the island from people, from a demon controls it, to the gods have cursed it, to even hell has risen up on it. None of this mattered to Netto, he was a realist and all he knew was there was a miasma on the island and a unique ecosystem which hasn't been studied yet. His ship landed in the water near the island and popped open the cockpit. He flew up and over the island with an oxygen tank on his back, mask and goggles on his face. Netto landed on the beach of the dark island, he felt the air and his skin began to tingle and burn. "Shit, is this Destron Gas" He then realized the rumors may have some validity, fortunately his draconic skin took over and reduced the pain from the gas. He relaxed a bit and continued walking into the jungle of the island slowly and carefully. This miasma is man-made then that means there really is someone here spreading this corruption purposely and Netto did not want to be spotted as he was in a disadvantage fighting while surrounded by this gas.
Netto walked slowly through the plants and shrubs, multi-tasking from researching plants and looking out for any dangerous lifeforms. Netto sighed after a short while of researching the different plants and trees, he quietly whispered to himself "damn this gas is changing the plants and making them unique like I thought, but not in a way I can use. This gas is corrupting the plants and changing them into a toxic plants, none of these could ever be used for medicine or teas." Netto began walking back toward the beach when he began to hear something, banging. The ground shook slightly every few seconds, he looked behind him to see a massive mutant Tyrannosaurus. He got low and slowed his breathing he watched slowly as it passed him, all the while his mind raced cussing internally over and over. He got on his stomach and slowly started crawling through the dirt and mud to get back toward the beach.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2018 23:55:21 GMT -5
Tyrant was no simple beast, not any longer. The titan of flesh and bone lumbered through the jungle, trampling smaller trees underfoot and knocking aside larger ones with its colossal bulk. It now stood over twice the height of its natural blooded kin, its prestigious growth fueled by the demonic energy in its veins and its own near insatiable hunger. Its jaws snapped open, slamming down hard on the deer carcass in its grim maw. Another snap, the sickening crunch of bones as the beast's mouth didn't chew so much as pulverize its latest meal. It tilted back its head and its mangled prey was swallowed whole. As it moved the Tyrant's thoughts were consumed by its goals. Hunt, kill, eat, protect, defend... serve. It must... serve, serve Amatricina. It did not fully understand the word. Until only weeks ago it had no concept of self awareness. It did not ponder questions, it merely followed its brutal instincts. Now though, now it learned, and it studied. Guided by the hand of demonic magic upon its mortal form. The aberration of nature stopped, pausing in its tracks. It shook its great head, cinders dripping from its maw instead of spittle. It *knew*. It felt something, senses going into overdrive as the tyrant lizard king grew in agitation. It slowly turned around, keen eyes scanning the immediate area for movement. Nothing out of the ordinary struck its gaze, and it stomped its feet in irritation. A flock of birds when from the nearby trees at the tremors, momentarily distracting the beast. Once satisfied they were not what it felt, it sniffed the air, keen nostrils tasting the very air for a scent that did not belong. Tyrant's eyes dilated, it had found its prey. "Intruder!" The beast thought to itself, stomping its feet more frequently and slamming its long tail against the ground. It turned towards the direction of the intruder on its domain, opening its jaw wide and letting out a deafening roar. Tyrant's roar was not like its natural kin, it was far louder. Were there buildings it would shatter glass, and any animals in immediate proximity were driven deaf by the thundering roar. More importantly, the Tyrannosaur unleashed a crude wind tunnel of sorts from its mouth. A blast of sonic energy, its most crude usage of the powerful ki that surged through its body. Knocking aside trees and boulders as it swept its massive head from left to right. Trying to root out its prey wherever it hid. But the beast's roar had another, far more sinister effect. One not yet felt in full...
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Post by Netto White on Dec 21, 2018 15:54:45 GMT -5
Netto looked behind him seeing the creature had noticed him "Shit it must of smelled me" Netto was about to get up when it started to roar, it was so loud that it knocked him back down covering his ears. He put up a barrier around his body to reduce the sound, this weakened it enough he could stand up and open his eyes, what he ended up seeing forced him to hit the deck once again as a large blast of ki came from the creatures mouth taking out most of the forest around him. Once the monster finished its little tirade, Netto got up and readied to fight.
He grabbed his chain dart from around his waist and sprang into action running full speed at the monster, once he got close Netto used his magic to extend the length of the chain three fold. Netto used his chance after dodging the creatures attempt at stomping on him to tie up one leg with his chain, he quickly started flying around and around the creatures legs tying them up. Netto then sent his electrical currents through the chain with as much power as he could muster, a quarter of his power was enough to paralyze a normal t-rex sending it crashing to the ground. Netto only had to hope all his power was enough to paralyze this mutant.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 23:38:01 GMT -5
Tyrant bellowed in pain, barbed chains digging into its armored flesh as its intruder sprang forth in a counter attack. The beast staggered, stumbling for balance as it swung out its tail trying to knock its foe away with an earthshaking impact. The demonic beast was formidable, easily the strongest living animal on earth with its newfound demonic might. However it was still just that, an animals. A beast with no concept of training or martial arts. It fought with only instinct and rage, relying on its brutish strength and demonically enhanced senses in a fight. With a heavy crash the bipedal theropod topples once its legs are bound, it roars in agony as electrical current jolts through its body. Belching streams of fire and desperately trying to claw its way back to its feet. Kicking at the earth digging ruts in the ground as its tail swings violently from side to side. Meanwhile, its psychic roar has done its job. The blast of sonic energy rife with physic power. A telekinetic scream that echoed out across the stars for one being to hear. Far and away on the planet Arcose, Amatricina had been hunting down the super Saiyan warrior known as Dain Sincara. Eager to test her might against the famed bounty hunter, the Demon Lord had trounced him savagely in a duel, intent to kill the man outright for slapping her bottom. However he escaped, fleeing to his ship with his Instant Transmission and vanishing into the depths of space. Amatricina stood upon the planet's moon, brooding at the loss of her quarry, silently raging at this seemingly instantaneous form of teleportation. It was far faster than her Dimensional Rift technique, making it combat capable whereas hers was as of yet chiefly for transportation and drawing forth Dark Energy from her native Demon Realm. The demoness paused, her gaze shooting behind her as the Tyrant's telepathic roar assaulted her ears. A primal scream that told the demon everything she needed to know from the beast. It ached with the creature's raw emotions, even if it could not form words. "Who dares intrude on my isle." Amatricina thought aloud as she stood upon the moon's cold lifeless surface. Her time on this retched planet was through, there were urgent matters to attend to back on Earth. Amatricina looked down at her right hand, the claws of her armored gauntlet glowing with a white hot searing heat. A magical flame, a heat beyond normal heat. She reached out, slicing downward sharply with her talons. Like a hot knife through butter, her gauntlet carved through the very air itself. It rent open a hole in the dimensional fabric itself, a wound in time and space that stretched across the cosmos through the dimensions. Amatricina grasped the edges of her rift, tearing it wide open as if drawing open a set of curtains. On the far side of her portal were warm skies, tropical jungles, and green grasses. Without a word the demoness stepped through, her power vanishing from Arcose' moon and her rift quickly sealing shut behind her. Meanwhile on Bunbuku Island, a ghastly howl filled the air as the very space between Netto and Tyrant crackled with arcane power. Crimson streaks of lightning arced out as a ruby portal began to pull itself open, materializing out of the ether. Beyond its surface was a cold and barren moon, and through it soon stepped the demoness herself. The Fire Demon's raw power could be felt in an instant, like a wave of supernatural heat that gave a suffocating presence. It was like standing in an oven, and the demon's crimson aura burned around her like hellfire as her cold gaze was cast upon Netto. Amatricina stood proud in her regal attire, adorned in her scandalously revealing armor of crimson metal trimmed in immaculate gold. Her wanton, curvaceous figure betraying the deadly wrath with which the demon bore. In spite of her beauty she was a being with little warmth in her black heart. She raised a hand, crimson energy crackling at her palm as she shielded her Tyrant with a Demonic Barrier, a sphere of molten demonic ki. Her gaze then shifted to the mortal before her, this intruder upon her isle. Ruby light gathered at the demon's eyes, as she charged her fearsome Burning Gaze, her signature attack. "Speak, Mortal." She commanded, taking slow, malevolent steps as she began to close the gap between the two. "You stand before Amatricina the Avaricious, Warlord of the Fire Demon Clan. Explain why you intrude upon my isle, assault my beloved pet. Be quick about it, and I may yet spar you." The demon commanded, mouth forming a wry grin that showed a hint of the woman's fanged canines. Her armor glinted in the sunlight, and animals in the vicinity instinctively learned to flee from her very presence. Tyrant looked graciously at his master, eager to see her returned to him.
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Post by Netto White on Dec 26, 2018 18:46:56 GMT -5
Netto recollected his chain whip and was about to put it away when suddenly he felt a dark presence tear a hole in space in front of him. He quickly readied himself for any attacks as this demon women came out of the portal and looked very pissed off. "My name is Netto White and I came to this island to study the effects this, what I thought was natural miasma that I now know is just man made destron gas, what effect it had on the nature around it and if I could use any of the plants in the area to made medicine. I was hundred percent wrong and was about to leave when your pet attacked me. I attempted to stun it, not kill it, and make my escape when you showed up. Now that you know the full story what are you gonna do?"
As Netto said all this he was slowly backing up hoping to get some distance. If there was gonna be a fight, he was at a major disadvantage, not only was she stronger then him but if his mask got knocked off in the fight he would be paralyzed the moment he breathed in the toxins that were in the air.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2018 20:37:42 GMT -5
Amatricina raised an eyebrow, listening to the mortal's rambling words. Her Tyrant stomped agitatedly behind her, wrapping its monstrous form close against her like a hound cowering behind the protective posture of its master. It nuzzled it snout close against the demoness, and reached out her right hand to gently pet the behemoth's nose as it breathed hot gouts of breath on her. "Hmph, there is so much wrong with what you just said I find it baffling." The demoness did not move beyond idly petting the snout of her tyrannical beast. "Netto White, was it? Why must so many mortals come to my isle? Perhaps I need to find a new one? What do you think Tyrant?" Amatricina spoke mostly to herself, her questions rhetorical as patted her Tyrannosaur lovingly as she addressed it. "Mortal, you are hardly the first to come to my isle to study it. This miasma that pollutes the land is hardly 'man made', I doubt you Earthlings are even capable of such a marvelous concoction. It was composed by a race of beings that did battle with at least one Super Saiyans here some centuries ago. Since then I have absorbed the Destron Gas you speak of, further enhancing it with my own demonic gifts." In that moment a vast, smothering haze of black smoke radiated out from under the demoness. It poured over the ground, blanketing the area in its hellish fog. The ruby eyes of Amatricina and the bright yellow gaze of her Tyrant glowed against the darkness. "I have created my Dark Miasma, an ever more potent version of this mortal weapon. Its corrupting effects take much, much time than centuries." She smiled a sinister smile through the darkness. Her miasma had a suffocating presence to it, breathing it in was like poison to the lungs. Though Amatricina was merciful, inhaling deeply after a full moment and drawing the fell haze back into herself. "Indeed." She said simply. "You were one hundred percent wrong. Though Tyrant does not 'attack', he hunts. He is a predator after all. Now tell me, Plant Studier, what exactly do you have to offer me to make up for this trespass on my isle? Gold, silver, gems? Surely you must have something of worth... otherwise I think you'd make an excellent meal for us." The demoness flashed a fanged grin, her forked tongue licking across plump lips as she began to take slow steps forward. Casually strolling towards the mortal, a heavy sashay to her walk as her wide hips swayed to and fro. Her towering Tyrant following suit, his heavy footfalls shaking the ground like tremors with every step.
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Post by Netto White on Dec 28, 2018 5:44:38 GMT -5
Netto stopped backing off when he heard her talking about her being a demon, she continued about how she's transformed the destron gas into her own miasma using her demonic powers and now Netto owes her for coming to her island uninvited. "Ah, so that's whats going on. I should of guessed you were a demon and that this miasma was demonic in nature but oh well." Netto takes off his mask and at first it was hard for him to breath but eventually he was able to start breathing relatively normally due to his body already being used to demonic corruption. "Enough with this mortal talk, I haven't been a human for a year now. Long story short I was once human but a curse transformed me into a gluttony demon and after scouring both hell and earth for a cure and found nothing, did I find help from a Shadow dragon on another planet who gave his life up, so I may take his place. Gaining a new body and new powers." Netto's skin turned into white scales, his hands into claws, a long tail appeared from under his waist duster, and horns grew from his head though his face and body still resembled a human in shape.
Netto opened his now yellow slit like eye and looked Amatricina in the eyes "I have nothing of value to give you, when im not running my herbal shop, I fight people and travel the land trying to learn as much as I can before I die." Netto turned away from Amatricina "I used to be immortal, but that aforementioned curse took that away from me as well as many of my memories, all I want is the rich knowledge I once had. To understand the world and how it works, not just plants but everything. Plants were just some of the knowledge I was able to keep from that cursed void that ate away everything I once knew. Which is why I study them, just to get a feeling of what I once had. So while I cant offer you any material wealth I know much of this world and its artifacts."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2018 19:53:13 GMT -5
Amatricina let out a chuckle, folding her arms crossed beneath her massive bust. "You should have, but I have learned not to expect much from a mere mortal." Her words haughty and proud, her laugh light and airy. Though she did watch with some mild curiosity as the mortal removed his breathing apparatus, revealing his face properly to the Demon Lord. Tyrant growled a low throaty rumble, sensing something was not quite right. The demoness sensed it too, thought she was less concerned. "Oh?" She mused as the stranger began to speak, giving the brief recounting of his tale. Amatricina smiled more widely at the revelation, stroking her chin with an armored gauntlet as her other hand idly petted her Tyrant's snout. "A gluttony demon... and a shadow dragon. An interesting pairing then Netto the White." As she spoke the demoness watched the stranger's brief transformation. It was an impressive physical transformation, as Lord Kamui had once used against her. His physiology greatly altered with new draconic features. However, Netto's transformation did not possess the raw boost in power level Amatricina would have expected. Still, his revelation as a Gluttony Demon was... intriguing. "So rather than a Mortal, you are a Half-Breed. Curious, I could not sense the demonic ki on your before." The demoness took a step closer, blowing the mongrel half breed a kiss. "You mask it well, I shall give you that. Tell me then, Half-Breed, since you cannot offer possessions, offer me wisdom as tribute." Amatricina reached into her braseire, retrieving the Five Star Dragonball. She had already summoned the Immortal Dragon Shenron once, but she hoped to do so again as soon as possible, to wish for ever newer heights of power. "This gemstone, do you recognize it?" The demon asked commandingly, holding her relic aloft for the half-breed to clearly see. "It is a Dragonball, a powerful magic relic of Earth. I have already unleashed the magic within it once. Do you know the earliest I may invoke it's power again? Or if there are other, similar sets of these gems on other worlds? You claim to be a demon of glutton, surely you must know what it is like to have a boundless, ravenous hunger." Amatricina licked her lips, tossing the orb into the air lightly to catch and swiftly return to its hiding place snug within her lush cleavage. "Although my hunger extends far beyond the need for sustenance. Power is my greatest lust, I covet it more than even wealth."
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Post by Netto White on Jan 1, 2019 19:49:36 GMT -5
Netto looked back at her "half-breed? No, all the demonic parts of me were eradicated when I was reborn as a dragon. I'm hundred percent shadow dragon, I just look human as a way to control my power. My body isn't used to the power of the shadow dragon and maintaining my dragon form uses a lot of my power. I guess you could say I'm part human due to that, but that's about it. As for the dragon balls, all shadow dragons are connected to the dragon balls. If they stop existing so do I, normally a shadow dragon can sense their location out like a radar of sorts but due to me not being a true dragon I don't have this power. I do know that there are unique sets for each Namekian colony, or atleast one with a dragon clan, however I don't know how many colonies are out there. We have earth's dragon balls formed by Dende who is currently missing and a set on their home planet of Namek"
Netto then walked toward her, not getting close but close enough he could look her in the eye's "What do you want the dragon balls for anyway?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2019 20:40:33 GMT -5
Amatricina scoffed at the warrior's rebuttal, shaking her head slowly. "Yes, a half-breed. Any being of a mixed demonic lineage is a half-breed. At worst they are a mere demonic chimera, though you appear to be enthralled by no higher power." As the demoness spoke she eyed Netto head to toe, sensing for any residual traces of Manipulation Sorcery. She could find none, and assumed the half-breed to be in full control of his faculties as a result. "I care little for the shadow dragon blood in you, it is only the demonic portions your being that concern me. I am still deciding what to make of you. Do try not to irritate me as I do." Amatricina said coldly, a puzzled expression on her face as she studied the strange hybrid before her. Her eyes lit up though at the revelation that there were multiple such sets of Dragonballs. She briefly wondered if the gems could be combined from mixed sets to achieve their wish. Or if they merely had to be a complete set of one particular planet's dragonballs. "Unique sets you say Netto. That is an interesting revelation. My scrolls originally only alluded to a single set, located here on earth. Though they are quite old, and I am thrilled to know there are actually multiple sets to retrieve." The demon's gaze leveled on the mortal's as he stepped closer. She did not fear him, Amatricina feared nothing. Not since unlocking her Darkness Demon form and the incredible power it wielded. "What do I want the Dragonballs for? Guess, Half-Breed. Let your imagination run wild." Amatricina chuckled, a hand dancing through the air as black flames chased after it. "Whatever could a Demon Lord want with such powerful magic relics? A mystery for the ages, truly." With that the demoness leaned in close, blowing a kiss. A puff of smoke in the shape of a heart drifting towards Netto as it wafted through the air. "I'll tell you Half-Breed. To further my machinations." Amatricina answered cryptically, laughing as she withdrew from the man's face. "Now, tell me then Half-Breed, are all Dragonballs of equal strength? How powerful are individual wishes? What are their limitations? And what happens to the gems after a wish is made?" Netto's revelation he knew more about the objects the demon so dearly coveted only provoked a slew of questions in her mind.
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