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Soil

"You're in my waters now"

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a character in “Dragon Ball Super: Heroes of Universe 6”, as played by KoriKariko

Description

Name: Soil (Pun on Oil)
Age: 40
Gender: Spiecies does not have separate gender, but he uses male pronouns for convenience.
Race: Fukana (A species of large iron bodied creatures who have shark-like tendencies and features, while they can traverse land, they prefer the arms of water)
Story Rank: Henchmen

Appearance: Image

Strengths/Weaknesses: In a fight, Soil is known as a fast hitter with plenty of force behind his fist, coupling that with the dangerously sharp claws at the end of his long fingers, Soil has one punch you don't want to block. On land this fighter is no sacker, but he is obviously at a severe disadvantage, he isn't as fast and he has the secondary problem of controlling the way he breaths so that he doesn't accidentally suffocate himself due to his native home being that of the sea. He's not above sinking his equally sharp teeth into any fraction of flesh he can, but a compotent fighter should be able to keep the creature at arms length if they know what they need to do. However, when Soil is place his native territory in any biome of water, you better hope that your swimming skills are on a super natural level. For in the water, the shark is king.

Signature moves:

Ice Claw - Soil ignites his claws with ki and takes part in a series of swipes that send sharp waves of ki that can slice an opponent in various pieces if they aren't careful.

Evil Eyes - This long ranges attack has soil fire a powerful blast of ki from his eyes, while this blast does not have that big a radius, it will leave terrible damage upon those it hits.

Hunter's Breath - Aligning his fingers in front of his mouth to channel ki, Soil lets a devastating ki attack shoot from his mouth.

Bio: Ever since he could walk Soil couldn't resist the temptation of crime, he started out small time bank robber on various planets, he loved the feeling of insurmountable odds coming down to chase him - It reminded him of his home planet's endless and free oceans. Through out the years he had earned his fair share of reputations among the underworld and galactic authority, slaughtered villages, looted a few corpses and probably kicks puppies on Fridays. Until one day he bit off more then he could chew when he attempted to attack the Saiyan 'Xelllori' for her ship, he was by far outmatched by the Saiyan and left struggling for life after their fight. He expected death or imprisonment, but when he awoke on the strange planet, he was met with an offer. Now he serves as Xellori's body guard of sorts for her strange band of outlawed cutthroats. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

So begins...

Soil's Story

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Beat Character Portrait: Soil

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Pikruel paid no mind to the weird looking fish person her group crossed paths with, or the bickering Saiyans trying to intimidate one another. Her mind was focused, thinking of ways she could prepare herself for the big battle.

"I need to get stronger. But how?"

She looked around herself. She was surrounded by strong warriors. Some probably stronger than herself.

"Dashade," she said, "would you train with me?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Beat Character Portrait: Soil

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#, as written by Kanassa
"Dashade, would you train with me?" The question came down upon him like a ki-infused hammer, shattering his focus on Kazaam's plight. As far as he knew, there was nothing he could do for Kazaam... Urg, I'm getting to sentimental. And Pikeul's question drowned his thoughts with surprise.

"Train with me? What gain do think you'd get from me specifically?" It was odd, Dashade was unsure on whether he still held an advantage in power over her like he had on Melt, prior to the two saiyan's strange power boost. Had she been slacking on the trip over here?

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Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Beat Character Portrait: Soil

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When Kazaam bounded past the strange blue creature, Soil's gaze turned slightly to observe the eruption of emotion that was the child, something in the back of his head clicking with familiarity. Where had he seen an ugly green bubble-gum monster before? It was only a brief thought, he had better things to tend to. Though as he waited for the Commander to let him into the throne room, he gave off a grin while he observed the strange rift raff that came pouring out, a Saiyan, a Namekian and an Arcosian all in one simple row.

"Heta's little fireworks display is attracting a lot of attention" Was his only comment before being forcefully shoved into the throne room, where one blue woman still stood arguing with a square-jawed Saiyan. "Are you sure we're in the right joint? This great warrior race is starting to look like a circus"

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Other Saiyans came to take the squabbling pair of Nion and Beat outside to allow the King more silence to continue the meeting, the Commander who brought Soil in decided to make introductions. after his respectful kneel. "Your majesty, this creature calls himself Soil. He comes bearing a message from Xellori, of the other clan"

Soil chuckled at the introduction, raising a claw to pick at his teeth absent-mindedly while waiting for his turn to speak. "I'm sure your King remembers the Boss, she does have a knack for sticking to your memory, whether that's a good or annoying memory..."

"We had sent a full scouting party to spy on Xellori's current position, he arrived with their only survivor"

"Don't be so morbid, those chumps are safe and sound. Well, as long as you boys play nice, we're all friends here"

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Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"You brought a sign of peace?" The King narrowed his eyes towards the creature that obviously lacked any common curtesy, his mind still on the strange fruit that Soil had shown up with. There had been a fair few guesses to what the item was, and one of them was very likely, but the King had to make sure.

"A sign of peace? No" The Saiyans kept their eyes stuck to the warrior as he pulled out the small box yet again, opening the lid to reveal the crimson fruit in a quilt of fabric. When their eyes took in the fruit, a strange feeling would take off in the back of their minds, drowned out screams just a few inches away from their ears, a hunger developing within them. "Of Companionship"

"Xellori wishes for an alliance?"

"The Boss is still a Saiyan at heart, and would prefer it if Heeta didn't kill you all off. Almost sentimental for her" The King already found this suspicious, Xellori already had other Saiyans with her of her own tribe, and she was never the type of person who cared much for the Saiyans of Sadla. There must be another reason, could Heeta be troubling her as well? "I take it you already know what this fruit is? The fabled fruit of the Kais. Plucked from the Tree of Might"

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After rushing out of the palace, Kazam flew off over the near by city, not caring much for what direction she was going in. The small amount of thoughts she could process were all dedicated to understanding what happened minutes before. She didn't even notice Nion rushing up behind her. "Taao might not like me, but he's smart. So he wouldn't be wrong, right?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil Character Portrait: Lettiz

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"No, no, no. I'd rather not end up flayed like dinosaur meat. Maybe you can use something a bit less...sharp. Like maybe a big stick? You could get one from that tree over there." At this Kazaam visably shrunk with disappointment, pursing her lips in a childish pout as she threw upper sword up into the air.

"But what's the point if I can slice slice people? Sword too big to cut butter" The child leaned to the side with a 'wait for it' wink towards Pikruel, obviously attempting to catch the sword with the shief on her back. And catch the sword she did... Only, not with the shief, instead the sword ended up embedded deep within her shoulder, sliding quite easily through her gum-like flesh. "...I think something went wrong, are my shoulders supposed to sting?"

***

Little did Nion know that her moment of self-reflection wasn't done in vacuum, the dark alley giving the perfect spot to give the blue figure to stand in the shoulders for a smoke break after his meeting with the King. "You made quite the ruckus, ey?" Soil had a large fedora pulled over his face, casting most of his features into shadow. "Shaking you up something fierce"

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"I'm fine." Nion growled at the figure. Stranger danger was pretty clear on the fact that random shady figures lurking in the shadows of alley ways should be quite alarming, but she was a Saiyan, depite his height she would not be imtimidated. "That idiot just didn't know when to keep her mouth shut. All her brain power went into that tail, I'm guessing" She crossed her arms and stared down the man, conculding quickly that whatever this man was, he wasn't a saiyan. "Who are you?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"Stop yelling, it really hurts my ears!" The child moaned, seemingly paying no mind to the sword wedged in her shoulder. At Dashade's outburst of insults, Kazaam could feel her eyes tearing up, screaming out "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH MEANIES, I JUST WANTED TO BE COOL!" With a sniffle and a pout she wrenched the sword out of her shoulder with out so much as a grunt of pain, the sword easily sliding out of her flesh as she redirected it into the actual shief.

Where the sword once was there had been a deep hole left, strands of ripped flesh reaching out towards each other as if Kazaam's skin was alive.

***

Soil pulled his gloved hands up defensively, chuckling at Nion's aggressive reaction. "Hey, Birdie, don't get so fired up. I was just curious what was with all the harsh words" At her inquiry for his name, Soil let out another chuckle, the split second that his open mouth came into view, the sun reflected off of his teeth, leaving a bright sharp glint. "A tourist with a winning smile? I was simply on business with the big boss man in the castle. You know, war with the lizard king and all"

The man took a step closer, though it wasn't like a normal step in a walk or jog, it was as if he was moving to some sort of beat. The first step to a dance. "A tail, you say? I thought Saiyans had been left with only their bare cheeks. Well, aside from my boss"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"Your boss is a Saiyan?" Nion almost scoffed at the idea of another Saiyan working with such a slimely loking creature, but then agian, she wasn't one to talk when she was working with Dashade. And who more slimely than the lizard wet behind the ear? "Then I'm guessing they're not apart of the Sadala Defence Force or something" Saiyans on Sadala had plenty of choice in their life, but they were expected to align their aleigince with Sadala. Whether that meant joining the military or getting a job on planet didn't matter to them.

The man loked shady enough to be a routine criminal, maybe he was apart of that intergalactic biker gang that one Saiyan started. What was her name again? Culu? Cati? Brolina?

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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By this point Dashade just had to fall to the ground, grab his head by the horns and tell himself that the universe is laughing at him. Because the universe is an asshole. And it plans only to beat him over the head every time he thinks 'This can't get stupider!', because BY GOD he dares to enjoy the most unique thing about people being that some had horns or tails. "Yeah, I'm with the monkey on this one. What the hell are you? Because I'm interested in the evolutionary path of a bubble gum wrapper"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"I'm not weird, just unique! What am I?" Kazaam narrowed her eyes, as if Pikruel had just asked something very stupid and unbelievable. "Well, I'm me; DUH!" She rasped her knuckles against her forehead to punctuate her point. Maybe I need a name tag. Her voice went on to slow down, as if talking to the two like they were children. "And you Dashade, and you Pikruel... Or are you?" She scratched her head, now she was confusing herself. "I come from Tube when I was small. Really small. Which was okay, because tube got really cramped"

***

"I imagine she was once, but those are days she doesn't like to remember. The current state of the Saiyan Race ain't exactly giving her any regrets about leaving" Again he came out with that dark chuckle, looking over to the square where various Saiyans went about their daily lives. "Saiyans have become to weak for her eyes. That's why she's offering her services to help with the war against that Water Heater guy, to show what a real Saiyan can do"