Colsla Hofferson
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Post by Colsla Hofferson on Mar 22, 2017 21:55:31 GMT
Current PL: 1,500
--------- As the cyborg stirred in his pod, he couldn't help but grunt a bit. Stupid asteroid. ...Or, had it been a meteor? He thought it was an asteroid, but, he wasn't completely sure, especially since his memory wasn't exactly perfect anymore. But, as long as he got to his target planet, he was sure he could probably, maybe fulfill the mission. The Fishy psychics were probably only in the couple hundreds PLwise, maybe about three hundred fifty, if they were lucky. They would probably pretty easy for him to kill, even though he was pretty much a rusty, old- ...Wait, why was everything completely dark? Did the planet just not have any natural light at all during the night? Hmmmmmm...Well, it definitely wasn't completely outside the range of possibility. Anyway, with a sigh, the cyborg turned on the pod with his rusty metal arm. "Alright, poddy, open up the door." He waited for an answer. Then- "ERROR. POD WILL NOT OPEN. SAND DETECTED OUTSIDE." ...Wait. He was buried in sand? He and his pod were buried in sand. Well, of course they were, right? His android luck never seemed to fail him. Sighing heavily, he said, "Poddy, override code 4SP4R-G0S." And, with that, the pod started to open up. ...And proceeded to fill right up with sand. Well, he was lucky he didn't technically need to breathe anymore. He started swimming through the sand—Which was definitely easy for someone of his power, even if his left arm and left face were rusted—Until, finally, he had made it out of the sand. He hoped he would be able to find his pod again later... He tried activating his internal scouter. No response. Blinking a bit, he pressed the left side of his head. Still no response. Grunting, he thumped the rusted part of his face a little bit with his hand- Andddddd, then started realizing that his scouter had broke years before he had taken the Kanassa job. He let out a deeeeeeeep sigh. Oh, well, he guessed he would simply just have to trudge this hot desert, until he finally stumbled across. He mumbled as he started to do just that, hoping his internal mechanics wouldn't overheat too much from the hot planet sun. Capper Hofferson---------
WC: 376
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Mar 27, 2017 18:49:03 GMT
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Capper let out a sigh as he traversed the deserts of Konats. Kaza was right. This planet was nothing but sand, sand, and more sand. He had no leads on how to revive his mother, and the Konatsians weren't all that willing to help a Solar Saiyan either. While his father and grandfather were having a quick run-in with Tekuma, Capper was out trying to find something, someone, anything-- that could help bring his mother back. It was a hopeless search and Capper knew it, but he had to try one last time before they stowed off to another planet in search of someone that could help them. Closing his eyes, Capper would wipe a single tear away as he remembered the good times with his mother. Their happy reunion was cut short by Xylo and Co, in the end... Dammit, why did he always have to be in the wrong place at the wrong time?! Was it a mistake coming to this planet as well? Capper wasn't sure anymore. He tried looking around that spooky fortress, he tried asking around town, he tried everything on this backwater planet! Frustrated, Capper would pick up his pace across the sands, his narrowed eyes staring at the grainy ground below him.
It was then something odd happened. Capper stopped, watching as the sand below him began to twirl and shift... Raising a brow, Capper would watch as some sand rose from the ground, as if something was moving below him... Soon enough, the tiny technician let out a quick yelp when something breached through the sands! Scrambling backwards, Capper dove behind a rock. His shaky, startled breaths remained quick and heavy as he gathered his marbles, catching ear of some beeping noises presumably coming from the thing that surfaced from the sands. Peering cautiously over the rock, the little Hofferson caught eye of the rusty cybrog fidgeting with something on the side of his head... Calming down a little, the little boy would dive back behind his safety rock... What would his mother do in this situation...? Pondering for a moment, Capper would brainstorm an idea of what to do.
"H-hey!" Capper called from behind the rustbucket android. Should Colsla turn around, he would spot the tiny Hofferson standing atop a rock, chest and cheeks puffed out in a failed attempt at intimidation. "I-I'm not afraid of you! I...!" Capper proclaimed with his faux bravado, tail lashing around behind him. His boldness began to fade when the saiyan found himself at a loss for what his mother would do next. Trembling with a few beads of sweat dripping down his head, Capper would slump over, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Kais above, why did he think this was a good idea? "...Ugh, this is stupid..."
TAGS: Colsla Hofferson OOC NOTES: Sorry for the delay!
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Post by Colsla Hofferson on Mar 27, 2017 20:09:19 GMT
PL: 1,500
--------- Well, he probably would've kept trudging on...But, then, he heard a voice coming from behind him. Turning his head- ...No. No way. It couldn't be! ...Could it? His sensors could definitely be malfunctioning, but, honestly, he didn't think that they could malfunction to that degree. He gave the other another look over, paying absolutely no attention to the words he was saying at the moment, because, for one, he was still in disbelief, and, for another, so many thoughts were rushing to his head, including about just how impossible this was. Even considering the fact that most saiyans didn't age for a while, /he/ would still be looking older? ...Wouldn't he? UGghhhhhh, this was giving him a headache! He grunted as his visibly robotic eye gave off an electric spark, and his processor started to temporarily malfunction. And, then, he stopped, his post-cyborg memories temporarily going away. He looked over the small saiyan...And, then gave off an arrogant sounding laugh. "Geez, Cucuba, I know it's been a little while, but you don't have to hide behind a rock just because you saw your baby brother coming!" He gave him a cocky chuckle. "I mean, just because I'm a saiyan officer, doesn't mean you have to worry about little old me. I mean-" He then grunted, narrowing his eyes. "You still have the 'Patented, traditional Hofferson technique', don't ya?" He then growled, marching toward him. "Really, what is this, pity? Huh?! ARE YOU MOCKING ME BECAUSE I CAN'T SUMMON ONE OF YOUR STUPID SKULLS?!" He let out a dangerous chuckle. "Well-" He pulled his right arm back, gritting his teeth. "LET'S SEE HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THIS, YOU SON OF A-! ...Wait." Suddenly, he stopped, looking confused. "W-when did you become a midget? ...That's not your usual saiyan armor. And, your hair- I-it's supposed to go straight u-" All of a sudden, he backed up, bent down, clutching his head, and started letting out a scream that sounded only /partly/ organic. The rest sounded like crackling static, electrical and other types of mechanical noises, as the cyborg's processor started to malfunction again. Capper Hofferson---------
WC: 351
Total WC: 376 + 351 = 727
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Mar 27, 2017 23:48:11 GMT
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Capper raised his head up, pupils shrinking to tiny dots when the android let off a dark chuckle. This was a horrible idea. This was the worst idea. Slinking right back behind his rock, the little saiyan would slowly begin to process the cyborg's words in the midst of his newfound panic. It seemed he was mistaking Capper for someone else! "I-I-I'm not C-Cucuba, I'm Ca--" Capper spoke in a hushed, shaking tone, though he was quickly interrupted when the saiyan android said something about being an officer... Then about a Hofferson's Skull Blaster technique?! Capper's eyes widened, confusion briefly replacing fear. H-how did this rusty old android know of his family's special technique, and his family's name.
Terror came flooding back through his veins when the rustbucket began to approach. Capper let out a yelp, falling back and using all four of his limbs to scramble away from the android, but only found himself cornered against another patch of spiky sandstone rocks. The cyborg erupted with rage, speaking of how Capper was mocking him since he couldn't summon a skull! "N-no! I-I wasn't doing that at all! I...! I..." Capper trailed off, some tears beginning to well up in the corners of his eyes. The saiyan boy yelped one last time when the man pulled his arm back, seemingly preparing his own attack! Closing his eyes and preparing for the worst, the little engineer would shut his eyes closed and bring an arm over his head, bracing for the coming impact... That never came?
Eye opening slowly, Capper wearily eyed the confusion on the android's face, though his breaths were still heavy, quick, and shallow. The man spoke of how his armor and hair were "different..." And that he was a midget?! "Hey! I'm no midget!" Capper snapped, annoyance surging through him. "I'll have you know that I'll be hitting my growth spurt any day no-- AAAUUUGH!" Capper would yell in unison with the android for a moment when Colsla experienced a sudden malfunction! Scrambling furthwer back against his rock, Capper would glance around for a moment, unsure of what to do? Should he help this odd stranger, and maybe make an unlikely friend..? Naaaaaah.
"Well, uh..." Capper spoke, getting back to his feet despite his body's incessant shaking. "You do you." He spoke, pointing a pair of finger guns to the screaming man while taking hasty steps backwards. "And I'll do me." Capper turned around, picking up his pace. "And we won't do eachother." He concluded, turning to the man one last time before bolting. "...Bye!" Capper spoke, quickly running off into the desert at speeds he never knew he was capable of. Capper wasn't gonna die today, no siree!
TAGS: Colsla Hofferson OOC NOTES: Capper you little shit
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Post by Colsla Hofferson on Mar 28, 2017 3:18:41 GMT
PL: 1,500
--------- Well, this was definitely feeling pretty painful. Or, at least, it was something similar to pain. He felt like he was stuck for what seemed like years, but, in reality, it was a whole lot shorter than that. Infact, it was right after the smaller saiyan started to flee, right out of the edge of his optics. It seemed like his processor just snapped back to normal, because, he had stopped screaming and feeling the mechanical pain, and now had his eyes narrowed at the smaller saiyan. No way he was going to run from him! He tried to activate the flight mechanisms in his legs...But, they didn't seem to work. Oh, right, those had gone out a while ago too. Well, he supposed he could just go after him on the ground. He started to run, almost thinking he couldn't even go this fast at first...But, then, he remembered he still had skin covering his legs. Huh. Well, he supposed that was at least some consolation for a cyborg who had spent about a hundred years this way, maybe even more. As he quickly caught up, he leaped right over the smaller and younger saiyan's head, landing about five feet in front of him, before turning right around, and narrowing both of his eyes at him. "Alright, I don't care who you are anymore, or why you look like a smaller, younger, and shorter version of my brother. Or, well, I do, but, I know I'm going to get the answers soon enough. Because, believe me, I AM COLSLA HOFFERSON, A PROUD FORMER CAPTAIN OF THE SAIYAN EMPIRE, AND, I WILL BREAK ALL THE BONES IN YOUR BODY IF YOU TRY TO RUN FROM ME AGAIN, BEFORE I GET THE ANSWERS TO SOME QUESTIONS, MY NOW MOSTLY MECHANICAL BODY BE DAMNED! AM! I! CLEAR?!" He was giving the young lad a pretty intense look with both eyes now... Capper Hofferson---------
WC: 319
Total WC: 727 + 319 = 1,046
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Mar 28, 2017 13:23:53 GMT
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For a few precious moments, it seemed like Capper had successfully escaped the android! The little saiyan snickered as he held his lead, picking up his pace despite his low stamina and growing fatigue. Pacing his heavy breaths didn't help too much when he heard some metallic footsteps behind him, causing Capper's blood to run cold. "Crapbaskets." The boy briefly commented before the mystery android lunged over him. Falling back on his rear when the tall rusty droid turned around, Capper would slowly inch backwards, eyes still fearfully locked dead onto the robot's own.
The android began in a mostly calm, albeit very annoyed tone. Capper seemed to resemble this man's younger brother, despite his shorter height, different armor, and thicker hair, and several more oddities. The tiny technician just hesitantly and slowly nodded along at first, wanting nothing more than to get the heck out of this sticky situation. His tail, which was already between his legs, would quickly spike up, every strand of fur on the brown appendage standing on end when the man began to yell. Built up tears began to stream down Capper's cheeks while his form trembled like a leaf in a storm! Yelling and death threats were things Capper didn't really take very well to- mostly the latter.
Capper barely registered that Colsla was saying. Something something Hofferson, something officer, something breaking all the bones in his tiny, frail little body?! He needed an adult. He needed his dad. He needed his mom. After the robot was done screaming, several awkward moments of silence would pass while the tearful little technician stared right back up at the android. A tumbleweed blew between the two Hoffersons as eerie silence took hold. "I... I don't know what you're talking about!" Capper began in a trembling tone, unable to find any words to say. Still trembling and inching backwards, he'd close his eyes after a brief hiccup, loosing what little nerve and saiyan stubbornness he had left in his body. the terrified saiyan's next plea was a slow and simple one, audible despite his shaking, panic-stricken tone. "Please... Don't kill me."
TAGS: Colsla Hofferson CELESTIAL EVENT: Full Moon OOC NOTES: DON'T TOUCH THE CHILD
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Post by Colsla Hofferson on Mar 28, 2017 13:57:48 GMT
PL: 1,500
--------- "..." Was this kid even really a saiyan? He had a tail, reminded him of his brother at first enough to make him malfunction and think he was his brother...Butttttt, Cucuba never really would've behaved like this in front of him. At best, he probably would've told him he should leave. At worst? He would summon that stupid dino-headed looking skull blaster of him, and told him to go. Was this kid really even a Hofferson? He definitely looked like one. If so, than this was both sad and irritating for him in more ways than one. He pinched the bridge of his own nose, closed both of his eyes, and began to sigh in an annoyed manner. "You know what? Just- Just go play in the sand or something. Or, no, wait, actually, how did you even get here? Because, honestly, I doubt you came here yourself, what with the scared trembling, and fear of your life, just from me yelling at you? Really, why the hell would someone bring a kid like you on a mission? That's- That's just heavily irresponsible, even for a saiyan. I mean, when my dad found out that my uncle was trying to take me on a mission while I was six, he just busted into the hangar, with one of his bigger skulls looking reeeeaaaallllyyyyy peeved, and said, 'Celli Hofferson, you try anything this stupid ever again, Mufasa here'll eat your legs off'. Uncle Celli never tried /that/ again. He was way too scared."He then hummed in thought. "...Or, are you one of those low power kids, who got sent off to this planet to try and take it over with by yourself? Because, if so, then, I actually feel sorry for you, because, it actually looks like you're stuck on this rock forever. ..." He sighed. "Or, at least, you would be, if I weren't deciding to take you with me. Because, technically, I'm not even part of the empire anymore, so, I don't /have/ to let you fend for yourself." He grunted, and gestured for him to follow him. "Now, c'mon, I have a few psychic fish to take care of before I can find a way for us off this planet together." He started to walk over and past the smaller saiyan, ready to get to doing this job, not realizing yet that he may not have been on the planet that he was supposed to be on... Capper Hofferson---------
WC: 408
Total WC: 1,046 + 1,454
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Mar 29, 2017 21:02:33 GMT
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Silence surrounded the two distant family members once more as Capper trembled, curling up and waiting for a finishing blow to be dealt. Seconds felt like hours as they ticked by, and Capper would only open his clamped eyes when the android's sigh resonated through the sandy air. The robotic saiyan spoke once more, regarding the one that brought Capper to this planet as foolish... The saiyan glanced off to the side- it was he himself that dragged his father and grandfather to Konats after learning of their magic in hopes of reviving his mother, so... Was he the fool? The fellow Hofferson once again gave a nod to their special technique, speaking of how he was almost brought on a mission at a very young age by his uncle, only for his father and his Skull Blaster Mufasa to threaten the saiyan uncle, much to Capper's amusement. "H-heheh..." Capper's epxression lightened with a quick chuckle, despite his persisting fear of the frightening, rusting cyborg.
Capper managed to get himself back into a sitting position, his tail swaying about and tossing some sand around behind him. The miniature mechanic shook some sand off his head, glancing up at the calmed android with only discreet nervousness now. The cyborg's next hypothesis about Capper's origins was the idea that he was sent to this planet to purge it! Capper swallowed hard, distant, unfamiliar memories of his time as an infant, purging a small planet bubbling in the back of his mind. He shuddered, but continued to silently listen to the cyborg, despite his persisting unease. "Wait, what?" Capper remarked when the man spoke of taking him under his wing. Pondering what his life had come to for a few moments after the man passed him, Capper quickly whipped around when he came back to, catching eye of Colsla behind him... Should he follow...? Capper didn't feel like he had a choice.
"W-wait up!" The technician called quickly running after Colsla after he said something about psychic fish, which caught the boy's curiosity. Still cautious, the boy followed a good distance behind the android, glancing around while fidgeting with his fingers. "S-so, uh..." Capper began, glancing off to the side apprehensively. "I'm Capper... And, well, erm..." He trailed off, clasping his hands together while twiddling his fingers. How was he supposed to put this lightly...? "I-I think we might be related. M-my last name is Hofferson also." He concluded with a sheepish grin. Raising a hand into the air, Capper let an orange glow fester from his palm for a moment. "Oh, and I can do this." The boy spoke, closing his palm as the ki dispersed, consolidating back together in the shape of a sabertoothed, beige cat skull with bright orange eyes. The feline head glanced around, cooing and purring to herself before hovering over to Capper, wearily eyeing the rusty android with a quick grow. "I-It's okay, Nala... You can go now." Capper spoke to the cat, putting a hand on the skull. As his palm touched Nala's forehead, the skull would once again vanish into light. Glancing back towards Colsla, Capper would glance around as an awkward silence took hold, spreading his arms out with a quick "Ta-daaaaa!"
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Post by Colsla Hofferson on Mar 29, 2017 22:09:09 GMT
PL: 1,500
--------- Well, he was glad he could at least a chuckle out of the kid, despite the fact that the kid still seemed pretty scared of him. He guessed he couldn't really blame him, especially considering how psycho he had acted when he had thought the smaller saiyan was Cucuba. And, maybe that had been more than a bit crazy of him. But, to be perfectly honest, he believed he was actually fairly lucky in, at least one regard: He could still move and function, despite over a century without repairs or tune ups, even if he couldn't function as great as he wanted to. And, his uncovered parts had become rusted, yet he still seemed to be able to talk fine. And, yet, his left arm wasn't exactly functioning as great as it used to. But, oh, well, at least he still had three other limbs that seemed to work decently well for the moment. Anyway, while the kid seemed confused after he suggested he could come along with him, he doubted the kid would be too confused for long. And, sure enough, shortly after he had passed the boy, he heard him yell for him to wait up, and, he would definitely make sure he was going slow enough for him to catch up to him, and he seemed to catch up to him quick enough too, even if he followed him from a distance. Well, considering how his dad and brother probably would have kept a much larger distance after their last fight with him, he actually felt like he was pretty lucky, all things considered. And, sure enough, as he listened to the younger saiyan talk again, it definitely seemed like they were actually related. He chuckled, looking back at him. "Yeah, well, considering you reminded of Cucuba so much-Who I'm guessing has long since become a gramps by now-I'm not really surprised." Now that the kid had confirmed that he was a Hofferson as well, there was no doubt in his mind that the kid was descended from Cucuba, even if he himself probably had gotten descendants from his ex, assuming none of them died in battle before they could have little monkeys of their own. And, as he saw the kid summon a skull of his own, there was even further doubt that Capper was one of his. The way he did it so well definitely brought Cucuba and their dad to mind. And, the way the skull looked? She kind of reminded him of a somewhat smaller version of his dad's skull. Despite his previous resentfulness of his father and his brother and their ability, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah, she looks a lot like a smaller version of Mufasa.", he told him, even chuckling a bit when she growled at him. It was a bit of a bittersweet chuckle. Even though he probably could never make it up to his father or brother in this life, he had found another member of their family. One who he was pretty sure was descended from his big bro. However, he frowned a bit, thinking about his father and brother again. Although, he didn't quite realize he was co-causing an awkward silence, until the kid did the whole 'Ta-da' thing. Shaking his head, he laughed a little. "Sorry, just thinking about old memories...Also, I'm guessing I was probably wrong about you being a pod kid. At least, a pod kid for this planet." He nodded. [color=#00A877"I'm guessing you're tougher than you look."[/color] Then, noticing the tail, and remembering about the trademark transformation of tailed saiyans, he let out a big 'HA!', despite himself. "Or, just a bit luckier~ Which is good." He nodded in confirmation about the goodness of it. "Otherwise, probably never gotten to meet you, and I would have just rusted out here, in the Kanassan wastes, not even being inside my pod the next time I got buried alive! ..." He then let out a sigh, looking at his rusty arm, and moving his rusted fingers around. "Or, well, as alive as a saiyan converted into a rustbucket can be, anyway." He then let out another laugh. "Well, at least I'm the only Hofferson who ever got turned into a bucket of bolts, right~?" He turned around, and continued moving. He had absolutely no idea how wrong he was. Capper Hofferson---------
WC: 726
Total WC: 1,454 + 726 = 2,180
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