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Post by Android 18 on Jun 13, 2011 0:07:29 GMT -6
Of course, Eighteen wasn't ashamed of her daughter Marron. It was Krillin that she blushed over. How she ended up with such a goofball, she'd never know.
As Sixteen expressed his desire to be ready in case the Earth's conditions took a turn for the worse again, Eighteen was all ears. "Yeah?" Watching his retrieve something from his wrist, the female android couldn't help but suspect that this was something concocted within the labs of Capsule Corps.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 12, 2011 23:43:03 GMT -6
As he came trotting toward her from around the side of the house and not answering the door like she'd expected. Eighteen was not surprised to see that genuine goofy Goku grin stapled onto his face. Naturally, he suspected that she was here to deliver bad news - the blond wasn't known for making social house calls, after all. "Everything and everyone is fine," she said in a tone that almost made it sound like she was upset to be bearing good news.
She turned away from the door, facing him with the entire front of her body. She crossed her arms over her bosom and declared in a solemn voice, "Goku, we need to talk." Goku loved to fool around, but he'd know when to get serious.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 12, 2011 16:10:07 GMT -6
As he knocked away at her forearm to deflect a punch, Eighteen began the ultra-rapid strike combo that burst modes were known for. A cheek jab here, a body shot there, and then a roundhouse to finish it all off - she would repeat this combo twelve times! All the while, dodging the hits that Yamcha tried throwing her way. It was peculiar, to say the least, that he hadn't tried harder to rule this series. As it were, he allowed himself to be backed up, focusing more on taking no damage and not on inflicting any himself.
"What's the matter, Yamcha? I know you can do better than that!" And this was a fact; the scanners proved it so. She wasn't having ample fun yet - and since Yamcha didn't seem interested in cranking up the recreation dial, it was up to her. She'd smirk after her words, moving incredibly fast to place herself beside her spar partner (whereas she was in front of him all this time). She placed her hands together in a clasp before swinging at Yamcha's head, almost like she were swinging an incredibly short softball bat and the bandit's head assumed the role of softball.
If this maneuver was successful, she'd be batting him right into the tall fir trees. Could battling in the leaf shrouded shade and between the tall, sturdy tree trunks be fun? Well, Eighteen thought so.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 12, 2011 15:56:57 GMT -6
So, Trunks was down for the count huh? Eighteen waited, hoping that his appearance might interrupt this heartfelt nephew and uncle moment, but she'd have no such luck. She was forced to listen to Raditz go on about how Gohan and finally found his Saiyan-ness, and then, in turn, was forced to listen to Gohan talk down about her and her brother. This would be the part where she quipped on how one shouldn't talk about others that were still in the room; but right now things weren't looking light enough on the Android's end to crack jokes.
"MASENKO, HA!" Eighteen watched from a few meters beneath as Gohan threw his hands above his head before uttering those words and casting a miniature nuclear explosion down at her. Eighteen sneered - she had about six seconds before it would reach her. Not enough time to evade it, but it was enough time to ensure she took the last amount of damage possible. "Haah!"
[/color] Her grunt was heard and then a bright flash was seen. As the dust would settle, Raditz and Gohan would see the cyborg's curvy, womanly figure still suspended in the air. Her silhouette would be encased by a glowing, hot pink orb of static energy; it had taken the brunt of Gohan's Masenko. As the orb dissipated, though, Eighteen was not seen without damage. First of all - and probably worst of all - her hair was a mess, strewn about all over her head. There was a scorch mark on the front of her newly ripped shirt, and one of her pants' legs had been singed right up to the knee. Her right shoe had broken and eventually slipped off of her foot to clonk some poor, unsuspecting spectator down below in the head. Indeed, an audience had gathered to watch the mid-air showdown. Years had gone by since these happenings had occurred on Earth - people flying around, building being demolished by bare being hands... truly a sight to behold. "Hopefully that took a lot out of him. An organic being like him has to tire sooner or later," the blond-haired, blue-eyed creation of Dr. Gero thought before phasing away from sight and appearing just before Gohan. She threw a punch for his face, and from there would try to engage in burst mode, throwing a slew of strikes, jabs, kicks and knees. Though she didn't trust Raditz's claim that he wouldn't interfere, she had no other option but to fight for the time being; her escape opportunity had yet to present itself.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 12, 2011 15:26:24 GMT -6
Character Name: Android 18 Last Week's Stats: STR: 43 SP: 49 ED: 50 Power level: 6, 100
Last Week's Moves: 1. Android Barrier 2. Destructo Disk 3. Infinity Bullet 4. Energy Mine 5. Finger Beam 6. Power Blitz 7. Wolf Fang Fist 8. Kamehameha
Last Week's Zinni: $305
--- Current Stats: STR: 96 SP: 98 ED: 108 Power level: 19, 600
Current Moves list: 1. Android Barrier 2. Destructo Disk 3. Infinity Bullet 4. Energy Mine 5. Finger Beam 6. Power Blitz 7. Wolf Fang Fist 8. Kamehameha 9. Ki Sense 10. Ki Barrier
Zinni: $3, 495
Any new moves? Ki Sense and Ki Barrier, by way of completing Dende's Training.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 11, 2011 15:51:48 GMT -6
To be not living, and then living again with no viable explanation was quite the conundrum. Eighteen wouldn't rake her brain trying to figure out something that would take such an extended time frame to truly understand. She folded her arms over her chest and looked up at the android who stood well over six feet tall. "Well, Cell was defeated by Gohan with his father Goku's help. Their friends wished everyone who was killed by Cell back to Earth; Seventeen and I were included with that group, but you weren't. And then," Eighteen looked down and to the side, blushing before she could go on, "I married Krillin and had his daughter."
Hopefully this shortened summary of events up to date would suffice. He need not worry with the details of the Majin Buu saga.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 11, 2011 12:56:09 GMT -6
A breeze swept through like a soft kiss to mother Gaea. Eighteen's hair fanned in the wind and she blinked, fixating her gaze upon Yamcha and waiting for him to strike. He could have the money, honestly, but he'd have to entertain her for it first; nothing in life came free. The breeze ended; she could feel the hairs touch the back of her neck once again; she could Yamcha coming at her.
He was coming at her straightforward with his forearm ready to smash. She watched the incoming target, waiting for him to get just a little closer. This had all been calculated beforehand, after all. A few seconds before his arm would come barreling into her mouth, she'd jump right! Evading the hit, she'd lunge forward with a balled fist aimed for Yamcha's chin. And after that punch, whether it hit or not, she'd look to engage in burst style fighting, launching off quick, successive punch and hit combos to test Yamcha's speed and hand/eye coordination.
Of course, if he somehow placed himself behind her, that little plan would be out the window.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 11, 2011 8:57:23 GMT -6
This reunion was weird. Most humans would hug in such cases - the only people that Eighteen had ever hugged had been her daughter and husband - and she rarely hugged him. But still, she'd missed Sixteen just the same. "It's good to see you too," Eighteen admitted, thinking of a way to respond to his following statement. Seventeen had gone to Hell and Sixteen had gone to... nowhere. How would she explain that all this time she'd been on Earth living life and was now married with a child? "Did Doctor Briefs tell you anything while he was repairing you?" She didn't know he'd been brought back by a wish.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 11, 2011 8:51:28 GMT -6
Not fully human are you blondie? Eighteen hated that he was asking a question he already knew the answer to. This arrogant Saiyan was no worse than Vegeta in his despicable prime - actually, much worse, because he was stronger than Vegeta ever was. The android needed to get out of here and fast. She saw Trunks rushing for Gohan and she rushed too, hoping that the two of them could make quick work of the one-armed boy wonder. Naturally, he defended himself; with a ki shield burst, he tried to blow them both away. Thankfully, Android 18 and Trunks hadn't moved too far away from the target. Quickly, the lunged forward again to continue with the unofficially planned conjoined onslaught. But then, something broad and heavy came clubbing Eighteen in the region that housed the back of her head and the nape of her neck. She grunted as she went flying forward.
Eighteen spiraled in the air, her heels tumbling over her head several times before she was actually able to take control of herself again. As she brought herself to a stop, she could see that Trunks hadn't been so lucky - the purple-haired son of Bulma went cruising through the sky before a building mandated his cease of movement. "Trunks." the blue-eyed fighter mouthed his name, inaudible to her offenders. She looked back up at them both as they floated a few meters above her, on a plane higher up after Raditz had knocked her down a peg or two.
Android 18 was certain she could have taken Gohan on her own. Surely, with the combined efforts of she and Trunks, Gohan stood no chance. But this long lost brother of Goku proved to be a challenge she just could not handle. She snarled her face at them both, disgusted. What's worse, he was still holding back. With a power level well over 300,000, a strike from Raditz should have sent Eighteen flying. "You're toying with me," she said aloud. She could remember a time when she'd toy with her playthings before boring, finally opting to destroy them. She'd have to slip away before Raditz bored.
While she levitated just beneath the Saiyans, Eighteen was processing theories for an escape route. If the sinked down into the city, she could hide among the hoi polloi. There, Raditz wouldn't be able to find her. And she was sure - at least, she hoped - that this Gohan, no matter how he differed in physical appearance from the Gohan she was used to, would possess enough valor and a great enough sense of justice to stop him from decimating the entire city with the Android stowed away in it. When the opportunity presented itself, she'd make a break for the streets.
[ooc- i kind of took over trunks because his rp'er quit. i tried to leave it open, in case he decides to come back.]
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 11, 2011 8:31:47 GMT -6
The android would smirk (not like Yamcha could see her face though) as she increased her speed a little. He would follow her right out of the city via flight. They'd interrupt a few cloud masses as they traveled to a clearing just outside of the Satan City limits. Eighteen would look back at Yamcha, signaling with her eyes that she'd found a suitable place, before nosediving for the secluded area. About a half a mile's radius of clear, open pasture with soft grass to break the falls Yamcha would be taking; and then there were tall, healthy fir trees securing the perimeter. "Yeah, I think this place will do just fine," the not unattractive cybernetic being would say.
She'd pull the wad of money out of her pocket and count it up before tossing it to the ground. From there, she'd take a defensive martial arts stance, making sure that her balance was key and her movements uninhibited. Pushing a piece of hair back out of her face and tucking it behind her ear, her gold hoop earring sparkles once the sun had reflected off of it just right. "Well, Yamcha? Your one thousand Zenni's waiting for you."
She'd tell Krillin about how she'd run into his old friend, but it might be best if she left out the part where she challenged him to a battle. For some reason, he didn't like her fighting - even though she'd already proven that she can hold her own well. Apparently, Yamcha had no qualms with fighting the wife of one of his greatest friends. A bandit's life can't be intruded upon by such trivial things, after all.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 10, 2011 18:24:55 GMT -6
Yamcha had a point, now didn't he? She'd never seen the human in battle before. She'd seen Gohan, Trunks, Vegeta, Krillin, Tien, Piccolo, and even Goku himself all in action before - but never the bandit. "Well then, Yamcha, I guess we should fix that," she said, sounding a little less jovial than she had when giggling. She began to float up into the sky, stopping once she was six feet up off the ground. "Follow me to just outside of the city limits. One thousand Zenni if you can beat me."
There was no doubt in her mind that she'd take her up on this offer. If he was bandit who'd made a living out of stealing money, he'd be borderline foolish not to jump at the chance to "earn" a little easy money. Easy being subjective to just well he thought he'd fair against one of Dr. Gero's prized creations.
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 10, 2011 17:44:31 GMT -6
Eighteen would propel herself over the street so that she wouldn't have to wait for the light at the crosswalk to change. Several people stopped to eyeball her; it was odd, yes, but aliens visited everyday and a colony of Tyrannosaurus Rex lived just outside of the city - they could handle a levitating woman.
She came down on her feet just in front of the big brother figure. Could she be sure that this was the same Android who'd bonded with her and not some re-creation? Well, he didn't recognize me. She looked him up and down, taking in his appearance. Why, he looked brand new! "Sixteen, what are you doing here?"
So it's settled then. If Sixteen's back, then Seventeen's definitely out there too... somewhere
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 10, 2011 17:34:46 GMT -6
"Ummm... Not too much happened in life lately. I've returned to being a bandit again." Android 18 began her sequence with a smirk which then turned into a hearty giggle. She stopped ten seconds into it, looking toward Yamcha with her grin still plastered onto her face.
"Oh, you were serious, weren't you?" But, of course he was! She'd laughed out of spite. And his diction was something peculiar too; use of the word returned implied that he'd taken to this profession once before. Why hadn't Krillin, or any of the others for that matter, ever talked of this? On the other hand, she could see why they chose to leave it in the past where it belonged. "Well, Yamcha, I happen to have one-thousand Zenni burning a hole in my pocket. But I bet you couldn't steal it from me I closed my eyes and spun around three times."
Oh, and now she was teasing him? Even when she was hellbent on killing all those who opposed her, Yamcha had been able to see that Android Eighteen and her brother were always up for a good game. Life was about the fun! Did the bandit want to play?
[ooc- the 1000 Zenni is an Out-of-Character wager for the development of this thread. the events i reference in this thread are drawn from THIS earlier thread i did.]
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 10, 2011 17:14:29 GMT -6
There's a job where you build weapons/vehicles/computer chips. I think it fits your wants.
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Android 18
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Post by Android 18 on Jun 10, 2011 14:04:01 GMT -6
The android - forever coming off as more harsh than she ever intends in these situations - started up with this response to him: "And who's fault is that? Everyone else has seen us, but no one's seen you! Don't ask if things are going fine if you don't even have the courtesy to check in every once in a while." She might have put him in the mindset of his ex, Bulma, who was known for getting smart at the mouth; Eighteen was sure that the two would exchange a great war of words if ever a catfight were to ensue.
"Now then, how are things going for you? I'm sure Krillin would like to know that I ran into you today." Somewhere, deep deep down, she hoped that Yamcha had been doing fine for himself. But on the surface she really didn't care; the question was asked for two reasons: to appear amiable and to inform Krillin later. Her husband really would enjoy hearing about how his friend had been getting along in the time he hadn't communicated with him.
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