Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Feb 7, 2017 1:15:41 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: - CAPPER: 20
- COLLARD: UNKNOWN
GAIN BONUS: Tier 4 Shop - Collard's BarOOC NOTES: ouob
KEY
"Capper's Normal Dialogue"
'Capper's Telepathy'
'Capper's Thoughts'
HOME SWEET HOME
Today had been a long, long, long, loooooooong day for little Capper. Currently, the saiyan mechanic was locked away in his room, at hard work creating a new robot limb for his friend, Etoru. After the evnts on Namek the saiyan boy was still trying hard to move past, Capper quite literally crashed onto Earth, and ended up meeting some of the strongest fighters in the universe- Vi-Poi, Bing Gan, and Zucceta herself. A little nobody like Capper, meeting fighters who kept peace across the entire galaxy...! It was hard to believe. It was even harder to believe that in the end, despite all of his mistakes on Namek, Capper saved Etoru. And that was all that mattered to the engineer now. He couldn't help Mayze or his mother now... But he could still help his best friend.
After gathering some materials for some robot limbs for his now one-armed and one-legged friend, Capper travelled into the West Capitol to go stock up on more supplies-- yet he ended up bumping into his father, Collard, and grandfather, Courgi! After tearfully reuniting with his family yet again, the saiyan boy explained what went down on Namek. Collard... definitely shed quite a few tears when he learned of his wife's death, and Capper could have sworn he saw a few slide down the ever so stoic and emotionless Courgi's cheeks as well. But at heart, the father was still proud of the courage Capper had shown on Namek. He was willing to throw everything away to ensure a friend's safety. His weakness, his doubts, his own life-- Capper had grown past his previous mindset of "why fight if you can't win." And Collard couldn't be prouder of his son.
Having phoned the Hoffersons on Vegeta to get the fuck off the possibly doomed planet, the saiyan re-opened his bar in the eastern capitol of Earth. Purchasing land on this planet was a doozy, but the saiyan father managed to figure it out. They settled down across from a park in the East Capitol, just a ways from the fields Capper used to live in in the barn that now belonged to Collan. They lived across from a park, with their home set beside the father saiyan's bar- Thanks to some capsules, both buildings had tagged along from Vegeta. Staring up at the setting sun from outside their home on the porch, the widowed saiyan eyed some of the stars that slowly appeared in the sky. He could make out the bright star of Vegeta, even from here... He hoped the rest of his family got his message okay. If Capper was right about Xylo's goals- the whole "end of the age of the super saiyan" and the "fall of the Saiyan Solar Empire..." They would have a lot coming their way soon.
Trotting back into the bar, the saiyan father glanced around at the few customers that found their way in. Humans, saiyans, namekians, and even an Ankoku and a Heran found their way into the bar. Already, things were much more peaceful now that they were off of the violent Vegeta and on the rather peaceful Earth. Collard liked the peace and quiet, but... He missed Vegeta. He missed Chire. He should have come with Capper and his wife. He could have done something-- no. If he went with, he'd have died too. And Capper would be without both of his parents. Collard had to take care of his son- for the Hoffersons. For Chire. Maybe they would also find some of their lost family here? Endivia, Rako... Were they okay?
Sighing, Collard tilted his head to the side as another spark resounded from Capper's room. The door had several large and worn "DO NOT ENTER" stickers spread across... Capper had been at it for hours in there. He had to be tired by now, but like any Hofferson, he was stubborn. There was no use arguing with him- the saiyan mechanic would not rest until his new prosthetics for Etoru were complete! Standing behind the counter of the bar again, the saiyan father was considering closing up shop, but raised his head when the bell mounted above the door chimed, signalling the entrance of another potential customer...
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Post by Collan Vixen on Feb 7, 2017 2:03:13 GMT
Thread PL: 22,591
Welp...it had taken a while, but Collan had gotten a little furnishing the barn that was given to him. I mean, it would have been rude if he did nothing with it, but he still wasn't ready to call it home. So instead, he was cruising around on his ship, sitting atop his bed. The white haired wonder had decided to be a little more casual today, wearing a red shirt with the name of his favorite band on it "Firearms & Violets" as well as some khaki shorts.
While listening to some beats, the device on his ears had beeped. It was that handy dandy function he had installed that read powers, he knew that would come into use. It seems that the power that had caught the attention of the device was...20? That was low but, not low for a citizen...it couldn't be. He had to sense the energy for himself to make sure, so he focused as hard as he could and...it really was him.
"He's back..." Collan whispered to himself, a few moments of silence...and then quickly, a large smile came on his face. He quickly put on some navy tennis shoes as fast as he could before heading out the door and floating down to the ground below. He wanted to find him as fast as he could, as he followed the source it seems it had lead him to a bar...eh, can't really complain.
As he walked in though, he didn't see Capper, he just saw a man with hair that was definitely similar to the 16 year old Saiyan he knew. Collan was taught from a young age by his mother that Saiyan's have very similar hair styles, but he was just going to assume this was some sort of relative to Capper.
Deciding to sit at a stool, he looked towards the man and waved. "So...might as well get greetings out of the way before you get confused, I'm a friend of Capper's named Collan. Or if we're getting fancy, my full name is Collan Vixen. I'd like to see him, but if he doesn't want to meet me, right now I can understand. I was just worried since he never picked up my call."
Having a big dumb smile on his face, he hoped Collard would give him a hand shake, though he really wouldn't care if he wasn't given it. After a few moments of silence, he looked around and would decided to ask a quick question everyone would ask in a bar. "What do you serve? I'll honestly take anything, even a quick drink will do."
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Post by Jormungandr on Feb 7, 2017 3:00:18 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 93,304
GAIN BONUSES: Medium Weights (+50% PL gains)
OOC NOTES:
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The spacepod rattled as it entered the atmoshpere, it's turbulence illiciting groans from the craft's violet-scaled occupant. "God-damn shitty space pod, this was a horrible idea, why do I not have a scouter?!" she snarled, attempting to take her mind off her discomfort by complaining. It didn't work.
After a few minutes, as the faulty vehicle soared over East City, Jormungandr sensed the power she'd been looking for. "YES!" She cried out in relief, before wrenching the pod's path downward. The moment she did so, she realized her mistake. "Oh shit, oh shit oh shi-" the ophidian fiend was cut off abruptly as her pod crashed, tearing up the road as it attempted to continue its course towards the bar. Before it reached the building, there was a loud pop! and it came to a sudden stop.
Jormungandr groaned, uncurling from the fetal position she had entered while her pod attempted to pick a fight with the street. The hatch swung open - off, actually - and hit the sidewalk with a clank.
The demoness crawled out, rubbing the back of her head. "Piece o' shit, why do I even have thi-" she stopped as she remembered why she was there, and shot into the bar, nearly tearing the doors off their hinges. "Collan! I need to find Capper, but my pod could only get me here! I need your spaceshi- COLLARD!?" She stared at the saiyan for a moment as her mind processed this new piece of information and considered its implications. Then, her eyes went wild. "Is Capper here? Is he okay?! WHAT HAPPENED?! why did he leave without telling me, I... I..." she stopped, and took a deep breath to stop herself from hyperventilating.
Seeing Capper's father had renewed her panic tenfold, and the serpent nearly collapsed onto the nearest table, her eyes rolled back in her head. The stress seemed unending for her.
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Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Feb 7, 2017 17:49:43 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: - CAPPER: 20
- COLLARD: UNKNOWN
GAIN BONUS: Tier 4 Shop - Collard's BarOOC NOTES: ouob
KEY
"Capper's Normal Dialogue"
'Capper's Telepathy'
'Capper's Thoughts'
HOME SWEET HOME
Collard furrowed his brow, raising his head up and setting a glass back down onto the bar counter. Turning to Collan, the saiyan father would look at him from head to toe... He did seem oddly familiar. Collard's suspicions were confirmed when the white-haired man introduced himself as the Collan that Capper had spoken so highly of back on Vegeta. Capper had spoke quite a bit of his hybrid friend, and any friend of Capper's was a friend to Collard.
The father of Capper would nod after Collan introduced himself, questioning if Capper was here or not. A glum look flashed across the father's face when he was reminded of his son. Capper only ever came out of his room to grab a snack, and even that was scarce. The mechanic's little appetite was quite concerning for a growing saiyan teen. Staring off to the side at nothing in particular, the usually stoic procrastinator of a saiyan was snapped back to reality when the boy asked what they had at the bar. "Oh. Right." The saiyan spoke, his tail swaying a little behind him. "I'm Collard. Capper's fath--"
Before the father of Capper could finish his sentence, his eyes would widen when the doors were slammed open, nearly flying off their hinges! The bell above the door rung like an alarm for a moment from the force of the door slam, but that was the least of Collard's concerns when Jormungandr came rushing in, ever so concerned about little Capper. She seemed shocked to see the saiyan father that was just on Vegeta himself, to say the very least. "'Sup?" The father spoke bluntly, adjusting his glasses while eyeing the serpent demon with a tired expression. Capper sure had some... interesting friends.
Quickly vaulting over the bar, Collard approached the snake, taking a deep breath before speaking to ease her concerns over Capper. "Capper is fine. I'm his father-- nothing's going to happen to him while I'm here." The saiyan spoke. But the two rivals might have sensed an amiss shakiness in the usually calm and logical saiyan's tone. Was something wrong? Yes. Something was very wrong. "Capper, Etoru, and my wife headed off to Namek to gather the Dragonballs. You know, those seven things that summon some kind of wish-granting dragon." The saiyan explained, his tone back to normal now. However, a downcast expression crossed his face. Wiping his brow and recollecting his marbles over the loss of his wife, the father continued. "But..."
But what? That was a question that was most likely left hanging in Jormungandr and Collan's minds. Shaking his head, the saiyan spoke once more. "He's been working himself to the bone as of late. Cap's only come out for food twice today- other than that, I haven't seen him leave his room." Collard spoke, getsuring to a nearby door leading to the their connected home, and Capper's room. "I think he blames himself for what happened on Namek." The cryptic saiyan spoke, once again seeming quite depressed over... something.
"You're better off talking to the witness himself instead of me. Capper is... a little out of it still. I've never seen the kiddo so hardworking, but at the same time, he's..." Collard hesitated. Depressed was the right word for it. Capper's heart was heavy, no doubt. Shaking his head again and being egnimatic ever still due to his unease to talk about the loss of his wife, the near loss of Etoru, and Capper's newfound sense of uselessness. "Talk to him if you must. But please, he's been through a lot as of late. So don't push too hard for answers."
Meanwhile, Capper would be at hard work on Etoru's new robot arm in his room. A flash of light would briefly shine under his door, coupled with a sparking sound. Collard turned to the side, eyeing Collan and Jormungandr to see if they would engage the little saiyan. But if they pushed him too hard... The rivals would have to answer to Collard himself. |
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Post by Collan Vixen on Feb 8, 2017 0:08:25 GMT
As Collan sat there, glad that Collard was happy to great him, out of nowhere Jormungandr of all people had burst in. If Capper was on Earth, she would obviously be back as well. But she also had been panicking over Capper's safety, though thankfully the young Saiyan's father had reassured Jor that he was fine.
After that though...the white haired wonder was still a little worried as well. Appearntly something had happened on Namek from what Collard was saying, and Capper had been working on something. "That sounds terrible..." Though finally, he said that if they wanted answers, talking to Capper would be the best thing. "...I'll try my best to not say the wrong thing."
Getting up from his stool, he walked to Jor and put a hand on his shoulder. "I've got some alcohol in my ship above here. You can have some of it to calm down if you want. In the mean time, I'll go see him first." Slowly, he headed up stairs and slightly knocked on the young one's room. "Cap...? You in there?" He stood waiting, hoping to get an answer.
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Post by Jormungandr on Feb 15, 2017 18:56:57 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 93,304
GAIN BONUSES: Medium Weights (+50% PL gains)
OOC NOTES: hope this post's okay
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Jormungandr sighed in relief when Collard assured her that Capper was okay. "I.. oh, kais above, he's safe..." She said as she slowly rose back to her feet, a tired smile on her face. "I was so worried... I... I didn't even know he'd left Vegeta until a day ago!"
The idea that she wasn't exactly maintaining her usual dignity and confidence briefly flickered within the serpent's mind, but that trivial concern was quickly overwhelmed by her relief that Capper was safe. Unfortunately, that relief didn't last very long, largely dispelled by the undertones she detected in the older saiyan's expression and in his explanation of where Capper had been. Her smile vanished, replaced by a frown as she studied Collard. "...I will not press him..." she said quietly.
When Collan suggested she go to his ship to calm down, her head whipped around sharply to face him, and her words came out in something very close to a hiss. "No. I will speak to Capper. Then, I will keep watch over him. Whatever happened on Namek, I... I should've been there." she said, her voice faltering near the end. She followed the hybrid to Capper's room, but remained silent as he spoke, her eyes downcast. She had no idea what to say.
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Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Feb 26, 2017 2:21:08 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: - CAPPER: 20
- NALA: UNKNOWN
- COLLARD: UNKNOWN
GAIN BONUS: Tier 4 Shop - Collard's BarOOC NOTES: ouob
KEY
"Capper's Normal Dialogue"
'Capper's Telepathy'
'Capper's Thoughts'
HOME SWEET HOME
Collard turned as the two friends of Capper headed off to go see his son. Sighing, the father lowered his head and put his arms down on the bar counter, shaking his head. "Kais, what am I doing with my life?" He spoke to himself in a hushed voice. Chire was gone, and Capper just wasn't his old self anymore. What could he do to help? Collard wasn't sure what to do- he always had a plan, always had something to say to help his son. But with the loss of his wife, his son's mother... He wasn't sure what to do with his existence anymore.
As Jormungandr and Collan would approach Capper's room, an peculiar silence would cast over the hallway as they approached the saiyan boy's dorm. No response came to Collan's voice for a moment... But suddenly, a bright light would shine from under the door again with a loud, electrical sparking sound! Wind would rush from under the door before a quick yelp from the tiny saiyan inside was heard.
Should the two head inside after the strange phenomenon, they would see Capper with his back turned to them, holding something in one of his arms. It appeared to be some kind of mechanical arm, with it's palm outstretched and sparking. There was a scorched target pinned against the wall. Bright, glowing green lines on the mechanical limb Capper held began to fade, gray panels sliding over the open wiring as some steam was let loose from the arm. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to know what the saiyan had done.
The mechanic's room itself was quite messy-- contrary to Capper's usual tidy, neat-freak mannerisms. Some weaponry was mounted against the wall, and blueprints and papers were either on the floor or pinned against furniture and walls. A fireplace crackled with a metal rod being held above it, sporting a faint red glow as it began to heat up. Numerous nick-nacks coated the shelves. There was a jar with a small spider inside a mini-habitat, a small, familiar fridge on a lower shelf, photos of Capper and his family, and much more.
Should Collan and Jormungandr have entered, Capper would turn around after a few moments. And boy, he did not look good. Purplish bags were visible under the saiyan's sleepless eyes, and he did seem a wee bit skinnier as well. Or... taller, perhaps? It was hard to tell. His hair was even messier somehow, and the whole room had a somewhat unpleasant, unclean aroma, along with some of the dirty scent coming from Capper, whom hadn't showered in a few days now. "Jor...? C--Collan?!" Capper questioned in a shocked tone, his tired eyes widening.
"W-what are you guys doing here?" Capper questioned hastily, raising an arm and taking a single step backwards. Fumbling with his footing, the saiyan would fall backwards, slipping on some junk lying on the ground. But before the weakling could fall against the ground, an orange blur would whizz past the two rivals, floating behind Capper to catch him from his fall! After a moment passed, the weakened, sleepless saiyan boy would turn to find himself leaning against his own Skull Blaster, Nala."H-hey Nala." Capper spoke in a weak voice, putting a hand against the four foot long skull's muzzle. "Mmrrwwuuurrr?" The skull cooed in concern, frowning with dilated pupils.
The floating cat head pushed Capper back to his feet. The dazed saiyan shook his head, turning back to Collan and Jormungandr while Nala eyed the two, tilting her floating head curiously. "...Look, I'm kinda busy right now." The saiyan spoke, his tone shaking a little, but it was still stern and resolute. "...What do you want?" |
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Post by Collan Vixen on Feb 27, 2017 2:28:29 GMT
As Collan waited for an answer, he wasn't surprised that Jor followed him to Capper's room. Though he did jump a little when large electrical sounds came from the little one's room. Quickly entering, he looked around at the huge mess that was the room. He had never seen anything like this! Continuing to walk forward, the white haired wonder stopped when he saw the Saiyan he was here for. He was in terrible condition, no wonder his father was worried, in fact he was surprised Collard wasn't acting like his mother Amar to be honest. While he was still happy to see Capper...he wasn't so sure why he was so surprised to see them. "Jeez, you look like you saw a ghost."That's when the thing known as 'Nala' would appear, a skull like creature that as soon as Collan saw it would make him feel wonderful inside. It was the coolest damn thing he had ever seen! That wasn't what was important, what was important was the somewhat rude response that would come from the mechanic. "Is that really how you're going to greet us? We missed you little guy!" Walking forward, the hero in training sat down and attempted to wrap his arm around the mechanic's shoulder. Whether or not he allowed Collan to do this, he'd still continue talking. "Look, all I know is that something has happened and it's gotten like...this!" He shouted, gesturing to the whole room. "No one becomes likes this without a good reason...so I just want to know what happened. No matter the problem, I know that despite me and Jor not getting along that we'll, we'd still work together to fix it, despite how much we don't want to do something together. Right Jor?" He spoke the last part of that through his teeth, hoping that the snake demoness would agree with him. "So just tells us...What's gotten over you?...Pretty please?"
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Post by Jormungandr on Feb 27, 2017 3:01:29 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 93,304
GAIN BONUSES: Medium Weights (+50% PL gains)
OOC NOTES: hope this post's okay
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Jor gasped as she saw how Capper had changed since she had last seen him. "Capper!" she cried, "Are you okay?!" She immediately almost slapped herself. "No, of course you're not... Kais above why wasn't I there...." she growled, berating herself for letting something like this happen to him. She hardly spared a glance for the ki-channeling mechanical arm, too concerned about Capper. "I came here when I couldn't find you on Vegeta!" she responded when he asked what they were doing there. "I... I was so worried.... what happened?"
When Nala appeared to help Capper back to his feet, the oversized skull was barely half a second ahead of the serpent in doing so as Jormungandr rushed to the engineer's side, her near-panicked emotional state causing her to overreact. A small part of her mind admired Nala, wondering if she could perhaps acquire such a being as a pet, but that part of her was miniscule indeed to the part that was concerned solely with protecting Capper. She glared daggers at Collan, wondering how he could criticize someone in Capper's state about rudeness. Of course he would seem a bit rude; He was obviously on edge!
But she nodded emphatically when he said that despite their general distaste for one another, they'd work together to help Capper through this. There really wasn't much the demoness wouldn't do for Capper.
"I... I want to help you..." she murmured.
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Post by Collan Vixen on Apr 4, 2017 17:32:45 GMT
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Apr 4, 2017 19:38:08 GMT
Seems so. It's hard to keep up, and I'm low on Capper muse. ;-;
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Post by Collan Vixen on Apr 4, 2017 19:42:03 GMT
Well then. I'll be taking PL, hopefully next time we can do something that is more interesting. (To be honest, much wasn't going to happen in this thread anyways)
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Post by Jormungandr on Apr 4, 2017 19:44:56 GMT
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Post by Collan Vixen on Apr 13, 2017 14:59:07 GMT
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Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Apr 13, 2017 15:05:37 GMT
Zeni, as usual
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