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Post by Frosvite on Sept 2, 2011 13:15:53 GMT -5
Earlier, Frosvite couldn't really let those two speak like that freely of his dear family member like he was some kind of devil. True, he was evil, but the only person currently not on the bad side to somehow understand what is this tyrant and his father is plotting is this 'lizard man'.
"Well, in a way, yes..." He said with a slight tremble, "... But believe me, without the Doctor, him and his father- no wait, the entire World Trade Organization is sure to leave this planet. They have no use for such a small, undeveloped planet... But their only use here should be of the Capsule System."
Logically saying, Frosvite knew quite a lot about Frieza and his troops. He was not ashamed to pour it out, but was very afraid of further consequences to that kind of act. And his fear only grew with the next question threw at him, which turned out being quite the risk.
"Well, ummm... I, uhh..." He began mumbling, somehow flinching and stepping backwards slowly as his eyes turned to a different direction and his head lowered.
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Post by Jean Briefs on Sept 2, 2011 14:33:47 GMT -5
"The...... Hey! Don't blame the capsule system!" Was this guy seriously telling them that the only reason this world was still being terrorized, was because of Capsule Corporation? Jean wasn't buying it, not an accusation as ridiculous as that. Capsule Corporation was one place, one business, that he felt he knew well. He didn't think the version of the business in this time would be much different from the one he knew in his own time. It couldn't be...
"Capsule Corporation would never help the bad guys, never," Jean curled his fingers into fists, and was grinding his teeth against each other in anger. If one more bad thing was said about Capsule Corporation, he was going to pound whoever it was that uttered the words.
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Post by Daikon on Sept 3, 2011 2:56:27 GMT -5
Daikon stared intently at the stranger. It seemed that he had asked the right question. He crossed his arms, tossing a glance at Jean. It seemed that he really didn't catch on to what had just transpired. He would have to take it upon himself to find out who this person was now, cause this situation was not sitting right for him.
"Why can't you answer the question? There would only be one reason why you stutter. Reveal yourself or I'll attack you." He clenched his fist and shifted his right foot back, getting ready to dart at the stranger depending on what happened next.
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Post by Frosvite on Sept 3, 2011 3:37:42 GMT -5
Maybe it was best for the unknown lizard man to stay out of this conversation. By now he has two enemies on this planet whom he really, really doesn't want to end up attacking.
"No, nothing like that!! I just said, without the doctor, Frieza and his father have nothing on this planet, honest!! Our technology isn't developed, and the planet is also very small..."
Further blather would only cause the Changeling to get into more trouble. If there was one way to prevent fighting it would be escaping, which was just what he intended to do. And even for someone weaker than the rest, Frosvite is definitely faster than most people.
He took another three steps back slowly, with his head lowered and fear filling his eyes. These guys were awfully violent if they actually intended to attack him just like that. But what could he do, it's his fault. And transforming on these guys would be a bad idea.
Frosvite began running backwards slowly instead of answering, his entire body trembling. At a certain point he wanted to turn around and burst away.
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Post by Future Trunks on Sept 3, 2011 15:17:49 GMT -5
It was strange really. You would think that they would have sensed him coming but thanks to his masking of his power Trunks was able to arrive without even his own son knowing he was there. He saw the three of them talking and when he heard the one boy mention that he would attack the other unknown Trunks had to step in. He placed himself between His son and the other boy and the unknown person. His sides faced both parties and as he turned to look between the two his blue eyes pierced hard. He gave his son the 'we'll talk later' look before sighing a bit. "First off... No one is attacking anyone until some answers are given..."
He turned to see Frostvite walking backwards, obviously afraid and Trunks couldn't help but shake his head. He turned and looked upon Daikon and sighed. "You're threatening him isn't going to make him answer any better than that. He's obviously scared..." His attention now turned to his son. "Jean, you should know better than that... As for the mention of the Capsule system... From what I can tell Capsule Corp is being forced to work for them... If they want to keep their lives they have no choice in the matter at the moment." He took one last look to Frostvite and nodded lightly. "While I do not feel that threatening you is the proper way of doing things, you do seem to know alot about Frieza... Who are you and how do you know these things? You have my word that I will not harm you." |
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Post by Jean Briefs on Sept 3, 2011 15:46:35 GMT -5
The way that person was backing away from them, it was almost baffling to Jean. He didn't understand why the guy was so afraid, although it probably had something to do with what Daikon was saying. That lizard guy, he had such a look of terror on his face... the same look that Jean's face likely took on the moment his father appeared and stood in front of him.
"Uh... oh," the boy quickly zipped his lips as he received 'the look'. His hands that had been balled up into fists a few seconds prior loosened, and he relaxed them at his sides in defeat. Now he wouldn't be able to attack anyone, not with him here...
He let out a sigh of defeat, but still wasn't entirely convinced when it came to what they were telling him. "I don't care, they should've fought back," he muttered. Dying for what you believed in was still better than working for the enemy.
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Post by Daikon on Sept 3, 2011 22:01:36 GMT -5
Daikon looked up as a older male came in between him and the stranger. It seemed this guy knew Jean, and he couldn't get a reading on this guy. He unclenched his fists when he said that there would be no fighting? He stood there glaring at the stranger still, crossing his arms and waiting to hear his answer.
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Post by Frosvite on Sept 4, 2011 6:42:48 GMT -5
The stress really caught up to Frosvite. If it weren't for this awesome new Powerlevel to appear, he would have escaped by now, for sure. His scouter detected the massive Powerlevel right away, but still didn't break. Slowly, he approached the trio while planning on giving a shocking message.
"I'd hate to say it, but... You guaranteed. Please keep your word, and don't get me wrong."
Frosvite obviously had only good in his voice. There were no evil intentions whatsoever, no plans to assault the three. It was the opposite: he was terrified that once he reveals himself, he will get attacked. But if things does go that way, he will quickly transform and bust away as soon as possible.
"You could guess already, I know Frieza. But not like you. I know Frieza and Cold personally, simply because..."
He began while slowly taking off his turban, revealing his chestnut-like head and the 45 degree black horns going backwards. This was no lizard man.
"I'm a Changeling too. My name is Frosvite Cold, a cousin to Frieza and a relative, sibling to the royal Cold family."
His face showed despair and sadness, while looking away from the trio as his head was revealed. This confession took a lot of courage from him, but these guys promised not to attack.
There was no coming back now.
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Post by Future Trunks on Sept 5, 2011 4:25:07 GMT -5
While feeling absolute surprise and shock Trunks managed to keep any of it from showing on his face. He sighed lightly as he reached out with his senses and looked upon the now revealed Changeling. The look of sadness and sorrow upon the beings face was something that could easily be faked but what Trunks was feeling, that was something else entirely. No being could fake the feeling of guilt that this being had been feeling. Knowing that his own family was capable of such horrific things was not something one openly wanted to admit and for Frostvite to do so took courage.
His attention turned to the two on his right and after taking a moment he nodded. "My word still stands... There will be no attacking from any of us... This being... No, Frostvite here, took a step of faith when he trusted my word and I will not go back on it." His eyes fell upon Jean and the look he had originally given him softened a bit. "Jean, you know how I am when I give my word so please do not do anything rash..."
Now for the other... Trunks didn't know him but still he was the elder here and if anything he hoped that would mean something. "As for you... I don't know you... However I would ask that you respect the truce that I have put in place here... Ask Jean, should you attempt to attack... I will stop you." The lines were drawn and his statements held no falseness in them. If there was one thing Trunks was, it was honest and true to his word. |
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Post by Jean Briefs on Sept 5, 2011 18:26:00 GMT -5
The alien revealed itself to be very ... different looking to be sure. Jean was fascinated by the appearance, staring with wonder at Frosvite as his mouth formed an 'o' shape. "Yeah, sure..." he nodded toward Trunks, although it was clear that most of Jean's attention was still drawn toward the changeling in curiosity.
The boy decided to sit down where he stood, crossing his legs over one another he sat facing in Frosvite's direction. For a moment, he turned his head to the side and glanced at Daikon. "Yep, my dad could stop you with his pinky if he wanted to," he informed the other with a smile.
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Post by Daikon on Sept 6, 2011 2:06:44 GMT -5
Daikon narrowed his eyes as the stranger revealed himself. He truly couldn't trust this guy now that he knew he was once on the same side as Frieza. Though, he would follow the older males lead as it seemed that he knew what he was doing. He just didn't like having people that could pose a threat in this area. Made things rough for the citizens that still lived here.
Crossing his arms he would wait silently to see how this would all play out. Maybe he could learn more about Frieza and the group that took over the planet.
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Post by Frosvite on Sept 6, 2011 5:19:10 GMT -5
Seeing the party of three's responses to his revealing as a Changeling was not an easy experience for Frosvite. He coud know, they were definitely surprised to see that and might hate him now, for sure. But what Trunks said and his son afterwards made him want to smile a little, although if he did it would have been a little odd.
"Your dad must be really strong then." He said with his face still showing that same expression, but a small, quick twitch added to his lips in the ending of the sentence. That would be his will to smile, but quick restrain.
Frosvite further continued his explanation, as promised.
"So, yes. I'm a relative to the royal Colds, but I'm much weaker than them all. I've known Frieza ever since he just joined his father's army, and I'm familiar with his way of governing. Cousin Frieza has this issue, you probably already know..." He said, a small chuckle appearing on the last part, "... and that is his need for power. And who can be stronger than the Cold family? Frieza's a smart dictator, he won't just bow down to however gets stronger than him. I'm surprised he's not throwing his life off at this very moment against Dr. Hypnos."
He continued. Every word had a solid sound, but he voice was shakey and his body still showed signs of fear from the trio. Obviously, he was still scared, but spilling this information was something he had no problems with doing. The Changeling did feel sorry for Frieza and Cold for their enslavement for Dr. Hypnos, still showing compassion even to the person who banished him.
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Post by Future Trunks on Sept 10, 2011 21:32:16 GMT -5
Trunks shook his head as he listened to Frostvite speak. He couldn't help but remember the last time he saw Frieza and the tiny bits he'd blown him into. He looked at the changeling and relaxed his stance a bit. "That's true... I've met Frieza once before... I won't go into details right now but let's just say he didn't like me then and so he sure as hell wouldn't like me now... With that said... He's dangerous and nothing will change him... If he's working on taking this planet we need to stop him..."
With that he looked over to Jean and Daikon. He sighed lightly and shook his head a bit "You two still have a long way to go before you're ready to fight Frieza... Even I may not be in top shape after how long I've been out of the fighting scene... So I don't want either of you getting any ideas... Especially you Jean... You're mother would kill me, wish us both back and kill both of us again..." He couldn't help but smirk at his last remark as he turned back to Frostvite, a stern look on his face. "What's your name... Before I let you go I want to know should we run into each other again. Also, tell no one about me or these two here... Understand me?" |
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Post by Jean Briefs on Sept 10, 2011 22:57:29 GMT -5
Jean looked over his shoulder toward Daikon first, thinking it was odd that his dad would try to tell some random kid what he could and couldn't do. But that wasn't his concern, so the boy's attention returned over to Trunks as he hopped onto his feet in protest. "No, I wanna help too!"
Jean gritted his teeth against each other, he couldn't believe that after all the trouble he had gone through, his father still didn't intend on letting him fight?! Well, the boy was going to make it painfully obvious that he didn't plan on taking no for an answer. He stared at the purple haired saiyan, hoping that he would reconsider.
It was true that his mother would be upset if Jean ever got injured in the slightest, or worse killed, but... she was probably freaking out already anyway at his disappearance. Yeah... when he got back to his time he was going to be grounded for life, not looking forward to that. But now they were in a place where their help could make a huge difference, it was so frustrating that his dad didn't want him to help.
"Grr-- His name is Frosvite and he's too much of a wuss to tell anyone about us!!" Jean shouted out an answer for their changeling friend, who had already introduced himself earlier.
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Post by Daikon on Sept 11, 2011 1:55:20 GMT -5
Daikon crossed his arms and glared at the alien. He couldn't trust him as far as he could throw him. He better stay true to his word or he would track this guy down himself if need be. For now he would only follow the older guys decision. He may not of known him but he knew that he was Jeans father and that there was something special about the two.
He looked at Trunks and stepped up to him. "I get this urge to want to train with you. Is there any possibility that you are a strong martial artist? If you could train me, I would help you achieve that goal of stopping Frieza. Train me and Jean to be great threats for the fight to come."
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