
Welcome to Odessen!
A remote world located along the outer rim of Universe 7, this luscious forest world is home to the multiverse's most wanted criminals: the Outlanders. This shadowy organization is very selective in is recruiting, so only the most well versed individuals in the multiverse can discover this fortress. A powerful energy shield protects proper sensing from those capable of feeling energy signatures from across the universe.
Any and all are welcome in the fight against the Eternal Empire.
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A remote world located along the outer rim of Universe 7, this luscious forest world is home to the multiverse's most wanted criminals: the Outlanders. This shadowy organization is very selective in is recruiting, so only the most well versed individuals in the multiverse can discover this fortress. A powerful energy shield protects proper sensing from those capable of feeling energy signatures from across the universe.
Any and all are welcome in the fight against the Eternal Empire.
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Rules:
1) No extensive combat. The world is protected from strong energy signatures from being sensed, but is not perfect. Sparring is allowed, but no extreme shows of force are allowed.
2) This is more of a leisure zone for the Fallen Empire storyline and beyond. Side plots are allowed, but any extensive stories taking place outside of the planet must be its own thread. Only planetary business here: you may do small snippets from outside worlds, however.
3) No spam posting. You are allowed only one post to respond to another, meaning your total count per player must stay at 2. Simply put, you are allowed one initial post, then one response post to another player. After you've used both, you must wait until another player posts before you are allowed to post again. However, each time I post, everyone's count resets.
4) Any and all new characters must be approved by me. This is a mostly open thread and extensive character building is not necessary. However, in order to make sure plot isn't broken on small details, I'll have to check any new characters through PMs or in the registration thread for Fallen Empire. Which can be found here.
========================1) No extensive combat. The world is protected from strong energy signatures from being sensed, but is not perfect. Sparring is allowed, but no extreme shows of force are allowed.
2) This is more of a leisure zone for the Fallen Empire storyline and beyond. Side plots are allowed, but any extensive stories taking place outside of the planet must be its own thread. Only planetary business here: you may do small snippets from outside worlds, however.
3) No spam posting. You are allowed only one post to respond to another, meaning your total count per player must stay at 2. Simply put, you are allowed one initial post, then one response post to another player. After you've used both, you must wait until another player posts before you are allowed to post again. However, each time I post, everyone's count resets.
4) Any and all new characters must be approved by me. This is a mostly open thread and extensive character building is not necessary. However, in order to make sure plot isn't broken on small details, I'll have to check any new characters through PMs or in the registration thread for Fallen Empire. Which can be found here.

The lone shuttle ship carrying the main cast slowly descended down within the open space of the hanger. Squads of soldiers scrambled forward and formed ranks of straight, poised lines of troops all dressed in gear from the Empire and Republic alike. With each section comprised of around 20 soldiers each, the lines of clumped soldiers stretched as far as the end of the hanger room. Three men strode down the center of the filed soldiers, holding familiar faces in the form of a Namekian clad in a heavy, large shoulder headress with a white cape flowing behind him. The human male in front of him walked forward in his boots and red leather coat, the spikes of his hair in the form of a small mohawk and three metal disks on the right side of his forehead. He raised an eyebrow, glancing over his shoulder towards the Namekian.
"Piccolo, what's the ETA on those readouts?"
Piccolo held a small, intense glare, his arms at his side while he walked next to him. His face had aged a small bit, but he looked mostly the same as he spoke.
"The team is overlooking them now, it'll keep them busy while we greet the new commanders."
The other man, a triclops, frowned a bit as he spoke up next. His age showed clearly in his creases, yet his physical physique was still in top form.
"The outside perimeter has just been secured, by the way. Perhaps we'll have to let Koth and Junior know next time to wait a little while before they bolt to the unfinished headquarters."
Piccolo nodded at Tien, his eyes turning back down on Theron Shan.
"Indeed, it's important to make a good impression."
Theron sighed, nearly rolling his eyes.
"Great, back on the haircut. You're never gonna let this go, are you?"
Piccolo nodded.
"It looks ridiculous."
Theron only grunted in reply, coming to a halt with Piccolo and Tien once they arrived at the ramp leading up into the shuttle. Leading the entire group out, Gogeta Jr. and Koth both stepped onto the hangar floor first. Koth grinned, reaching out and patting Theron on the right shoulder.
"Theron! See, what'd I tell ya? The mission went smooth as ever."
Theron stared back with a deadpan expression.
"Yeah? Usually getting stuck out in the middle of nowhere space for an entire week isn't "smooth" for a rescue op."
Koth scoffed, swatting the air in dismissal of the skepticism.
"Oh c'mon, we got the Outlanders and everyone's still alive. Besides, it gave you some extra time to get the base in order."
Theron sighed, glancing over to the group of gathered individuals while Vegetto crossed his arms, looking on.
"Welcome, Outlanders...to Odessen. Home to the last resistance left against Arcann's temper tantrum of a empire."
"Piccolo, what's the ETA on those readouts?"
Piccolo held a small, intense glare, his arms at his side while he walked next to him. His face had aged a small bit, but he looked mostly the same as he spoke.
"The team is overlooking them now, it'll keep them busy while we greet the new commanders."
The other man, a triclops, frowned a bit as he spoke up next. His age showed clearly in his creases, yet his physical physique was still in top form.
"The outside perimeter has just been secured, by the way. Perhaps we'll have to let Koth and Junior know next time to wait a little while before they bolt to the unfinished headquarters."
Piccolo nodded at Tien, his eyes turning back down on Theron Shan.
"Indeed, it's important to make a good impression."
Theron sighed, nearly rolling his eyes.
"Great, back on the haircut. You're never gonna let this go, are you?"
Piccolo nodded.
"It looks ridiculous."
Theron only grunted in reply, coming to a halt with Piccolo and Tien once they arrived at the ramp leading up into the shuttle. Leading the entire group out, Gogeta Jr. and Koth both stepped onto the hangar floor first. Koth grinned, reaching out and patting Theron on the right shoulder.
"Theron! See, what'd I tell ya? The mission went smooth as ever."
Theron stared back with a deadpan expression.
"Yeah? Usually getting stuck out in the middle of nowhere space for an entire week isn't "smooth" for a rescue op."
Koth scoffed, swatting the air in dismissal of the skepticism.
"Oh c'mon, we got the Outlanders and everyone's still alive. Besides, it gave you some extra time to get the base in order."
Theron sighed, glancing over to the group of gathered individuals while Vegetto crossed his arms, looking on.
"Welcome, Outlanders...to Odessen. Home to the last resistance left against Arcann's temper tantrum of a empire."