"I have one rule at the moment. These men are under my command. They follow my orders." Maria said to Gully.
"So the usual scum we have in the Wasteland..." Maria said bluntly. Except this was not a gang member, super mutant, mutated wildlife or the Enclave. "Too bad the Enclave blew up Liberty Prime." Maria muttered after a moment.
"Put 'President' behind his name I think a lot of people in the Wasteland will mistake him as the leader of the Enclave." Maria said, before she remembered that most people would have no idea what she is talking about.
"Hehehe..."
"How wonderful...I can do nothing but want to cut you. With something that will not die no matter what before me, I cannot help burning up..."
A lover's quarrel.
One party was the God of the Sword, Soujirou Mibu. The other was the Goddess of Possibility, Shiori Kujou. A being who cut through everything against a being who manipulated what was possible for herself. Soujirou ensured with his godhood that everything could be cut and the goddess ensured with hers that she could not possibly be cut. Each was a Law beyond that of reality, overriding anything that would oppose their personal truths. How could two such contradictory Laws exist?
They couldn't. This was the essence of their nature as Gudou Gods. The only things that changed were those they came into contact with. They were personal truths. Personal Laws. So long as the two never made contact, the two contradictory Laws could both "exist" within the two gods.
Yet they were clashing. The two Laws reached for each other. Yearned for each other. Loved each other. Killed each other. Thus, their making contact was unavoidable. These two gods weighed too heavily upon all existence, which could not bear such a contradiction.
Therefore, the world had to give way in an attempt to save itself. Both godhoods vanished, preserving the delicate paper of all reality as they forced themselves apart.
The Goddess moved toward a certain possibility, appearing atop a certain tall structure.
---
"We sure got a lot of different kinds of people here, don't we?"
A woman's voice rang out confidently toward those gathered near the home denizens of this world. She crossed her arms and grinned widely, seeming fairly relaxed considering the situation.
"Name's Shiori Kujou. I don't know much about this 'Cell' business, but what can I say? Curiosity's a killer. From what I'm hearing, I'm guessing we're assembling a crew to fight some kind of monster. Sounds straightforward enough, but who's the commander then? It's looking like it'll take someone real charismatic to lead a rowdy group like this."
Shiori specifically eyed Specter Knight and Will as apparently their auras weren't jiving or something. Her own aura or whatever they wanted to call it however...was non-existent. Or rather, "undefined." Attempting to sense her through supernatural means felt more like looking in a house of mirrors filled with smoke than anything else, as though her existence itself was a haze, escaping definition.
"So let's not be sending our own teammates to the underworld. That's a little hasty, don't you think?"
@CrunchyCHEEZIT @Hahli Nuva
A throaty growl rattled from deep inside Armstrong. He had dealt with politicians, world leaders, conmen, generals and thieves his whole life long, and by doing so, he had learned to find a falsehood from a mile off - and there wasn't a glimmer of a lie in Dende's face. He was telling the truth - or at least he believed that he was - and that was enough for Steven to at least consider the possibility of this 'Cell' figure existing.
"This isn't all fake. This is all real. I can assure you of that." Dende exclaimed, looking towards Armstrong, helping him out. "We're all real."
"Urgh..." Vegeta exclaimed with a snarl. He wanted so badly just to punch this guy in the face, but at this time, he didn't.
"Oh jeez. Listen, everything is going to be fine. We just need to assess the situation and come up with a plan." Piccolo exclaimed as he greeted Lumine gently.
"Hmph. What, you don't like what you see?" Vegeta exclaimed, catching Luka's entry and him frowning at everyone present.
"We'll all be working together to take down Cell. However if we know him enough, we may need to go through a tournament to face him." Dende exclaimed, informing everyone what's going on.
"Hmph. A Super Saiyan is the legendary warrior of the Saiyan Race, a finer warrior, the ultimate warrior in fact!" Vegeta exclaimed in a cocky attitude.
"That's Vegeta. The so-called Prince of all Saiyans. I'd be careful around him, he's too mentally unstable." Piccolo explained to Ben, crossing his arms. "I heard that, Namekian."
That was when Piccolo overheard the conversation between Asuha and Mason, and walked over to them:
"Your secret is safe with me. Trust me."
"(Interesting... She's certainly one to accessorise...)" Piccolo exclaimed, looking towards Eliza. "(However, that couldn't possibly be what I'm feeling from her... I think I need to keep an eye on this one.)"
@Takumi @Lucky @Crow @Alex Azure @Cromartous @Yun Lee
"Good call" Cole muttered , returning to mingle with the group "Say we call a vote? Someone here's gotta hava resume that checks out- apparently some guy named Gohan beat him last time""Hehehe..."
"How wonderful...I can do nothing but want to cut you. With something that will not die no matter what before me, I cannot help burning up..."
A lover's quarrel.
One party was the God of the Sword, Soujirou Mibu. The other was the Goddess of Possibility, Shiori Kujou. A being who cut through everything against a being who manipulated what was possible for herself. Soujirou ensured with his godhood that everything could be cut and the goddess ensured with hers that she could not possibly be cut. Each was a Law beyond that of reality, overriding anything that would oppose their personal truths. How could two such contradictory Laws exist?
They couldn't. This was the essence of their nature as Gudou Gods. The only things that changed were those they came into contact with. They were personal truths. Personal Laws. So long as the two never made contact, the two contradictory Laws could both "exist" within the two gods.
Yet they were clashing. The two Laws reached for each other. Yearned for each other. Loved each other. Killed each other. Thus, their making contact was unavoidable. These two gods weighed too heavily upon all existence, which could not bear such a contradiction.
Therefore, the world had to give way in an attempt to save itself. Both godhoods vanished, preserving the delicate paper of all reality as they forced themselves apart.
The Goddess moved toward a certain possibility, appearing atop a certain tall structure.
---
"We sure got a lot of different kinds of people here, don't we?"
A woman's voice rang out confidently toward those gathered near the home denizens of this world. She crossed her arms and grinned widely, seeming fairly relaxed considering the situation.
"Name's Shiori Kujou. I don't know much about this 'Cell' business, but what can I say? Curiosity's a killer. From what I'm hearing, I'm guessing we're assembling a crew to fight some kind of monster. Sounds straightforward enough, but who's the commander then? It's looking like it'll take someone real charismatic to lead a rowdy group like this."
Shiori specifically eyed Specter Knight and Will as apparently their auras weren't jiving or something. Her own aura or whatever they wanted to call it however...was non-existent. Or rather, "undefined." Attempting to sense her through supernatural means felt more like looking in a house of mirrors filled with smoke than anything else, as though her existence itself was a haze, escaping definition.
"Why bothering a tournament? We got to fortify our position. We don't have time for that kind of things. Every second count and I don't think I can get more men... or Liberty Prime." Maria said towards Armstrong and Dende.
"Ha! I like her! We've finally got someone thinking like a grown up" Armstrong exclaimed, providing Maria with a slap between the shoulder blades "But according the the Great Gazoo over here, the Entire Earth's Military was f*cked up by Cell. By the sounds of things, we're on our own"
“Hello!” Aigis said politely to the small child.
"I'm down with that" Cole muttered "But maybe show us what you can do first. See if you can live up to your bark"