There was another problem I learned here.
One that concerned... me. Or well. It hit close to home...
It's a- long story... I still struggle to tell it, because it still disturbs me to my core.
... May I dispell the barrier around Sventu, so that I may pacify it and let its' soul rest...? I just want to ask since it's your magic, and all.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSolace focused on her work and counted down on her fingers, three, two, one...and the array crackled away, sounding like a set if fourth of july sparklers, or the sudden breaking of stone under force, even, as it appeared to shatter not unlike glass...leaving the automaton free.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-the Automaton seemed to rush Chester for a moment-
-Chester stops it, placing a hand on its' chest-
-slowly, it stops, as if going to sleep-
-Pygma is watching- Its' spirit is leaving this place...? It isn't dying...
He can touch without death...
-the automaton gently sinks down to the ground-
I figure, if my theory might be true... that this. -he takes that pocket-watch he had out again- Might have a similar design to something inside of this thing.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postTechnically not mine, as I said.
But it was alive in a way. Near as I could tell, it was the soul of a raven.
However, as our observant friend said- it was corrupted and changed by someone. Knowing the capabilities of that old problem, he was able to do it.
The design of these robots in its' originality... well. There's something to be said about unwritten signatures.
If this watch in my hand- has an element of design in common with the 'heart' of this automaton. Then we'll know the original designer.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post
At this point, the atmosphere is becoming too hot for her, so Kale quickly bails out on her own accord. Perhaps a venture into the local forest alone will finally provide the stress relief that she craves for? A way of ending this Universe 7 Saiyan obsession once and for all, at least.
"Damn it!" Caulifla shouts as she pinches two fingers between her eyes. She grunts for a bit, before replying back to Oriana, "No shit, that's what I was trying to do!" She really wanted to blame Gohan for this; if he hadn't ran off fighting off little bugs, she won't have been obsessing over taking that guy's confidence down mutiple pegs. Now the burden has screwed up Kale, so clearly it was....
Caulifla vents more as she tries to bury a "possibly personal" realization. She wasn't doing anything wrong; she was just trying to make Kale better! You know, make a real Saiyan warrior and all. She clearly has the potential, but her softness is holding her back. Clearly, that Gohan would never understand that...

"What the hell?", she slips under her breath. Caulifla is no stranger to seeing her emotional student break down over a lot of things, but this particular one is pretty vitriol in tone. Of all the things to rub off onto Kale... "Kale, calm down. 'Ya gettin' the wrong message: I'm not out to replace you 'cause I don't appreciate you. Not with Gohan, not with Luna, not with this chick..."
She quickly glaces at the starry-eyed girl, replying, "What kind of "condition" is that?" She returns back to Kale. ''I just tend to, 'ya know, gravitate towards "interesting stuff"."
"I...get it, I really do, Sis! Stop trying to confuse me, please! I'm not good enough for you, I know it! I just...I just... I need some space.... to prove it my worth, okay! Why won't you understand that?! I'm doing this for you! I'll will defeat him for you! You wanted this, right?!"
Well, she's gone hysterical with raging tears and frantic movement.
edited 14th Jul '17 2:36:12 PM by XMenMutant22