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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 1, 2017 2:14:40 GMT
| KNOT MY PROBLEM || CAPPER'S PL: 20 | | CHIRE'S PL: UNKNOWN |
| GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
As Vi-Poi, Kale, and many more departed, Capper and Etoru wound find themselves flung across the city by a tackle from the younger hybrid. A surge of pain would course through the two torn friends when the technician ducked under Etoru's tackle, only for their ensnared tails to yank the other saiyan along with! Capper let out a sharp yell that was quickly silenced by the surging pain, his form ragdolling and rolling across the ground alongside his former friend. As soon as the pressure in their tails slackened with their landing, Capper would let out a low moan. "Euuugh..." He mumbled, slowly raising his head across the ground, vision swirling almost drunkenly.
A weak cough flew from Capper's mouth as he wobbled to his knees, turning his head and peering through his bangs towards Etoru, his eyes following the boy's tail... "O-oh no." Capper spoke quietly as soon as he caught eye of their ensnared appendages, his heart lurching into his throat. He couldn't be STUCK with ETORU, of all people! "I... I can fix this!" The saiyan spoke to himself more than anyone, wobbling to his feet and kneeling beside the main knot... And boy, were their tails tied tight. Capper slowly reached for the knot, grabbing a tail. Yet, the saiyan would find himself falling limp again, having gripped his own tail!
While Capper was ragdolling on the floor, Chire would soar through the skies, trying to spot wherever the two rolled off to. Collard headed off with Vi-Poi to go eat, but there was a fight going on, and her livestream chat on Tweetch was just begging for more action! Z-Phone in hand, Chire's eyes would widen when she saw the two, seemingly more docile saiyans on the ground. They weren't slapping each other silly anymore, though.
Descending down, Chire would give Etoru a quick wave, touching down beside the two rivals. "Hey, chumps!" The mother spoke with a smile as Capper's eyes widened, finally recognizing his mother's voice. "M...Mom?" Capper spoke, turning his head around to see the once-dead saiyan he called mom. "Yup, it's mom." Chire spoke, crouching down to Capper's level. "...But you two are tailed together, it seems." Capper's mother spoke, putting a hand to her chin. Just as Capper was about to run forwards to give his precious mother a long-awaited hug, he would stop in his tracks when a skull formed on her arm, a blade flying from it's maw. "...Only one way to fix that, no?"
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Etoru
OOC NOTES: It continuesC H I R E H O F F E R S O N
UNKNOWN PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
TECHS USED:
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Post by Etoru on May 1, 2017 5:03:27 GMT
"Egh..." Etoru groaned as they came to the stop at who knows where in the city. Everything ached...and not only from the landing! His tail has never been through this much trauma and pain before! He wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to last. The poor boy was lying face first in the asphalt. Though, when he heard a familiar, annoying voice, panic, he perked his head up. Etoru glared at the first thing he saw, which was Capper. Though, his panicked expression seemed to be focused on something else. "Hey idiot, the heck are you even looking a--oh...W-wh..." Etoru stared at the tangled furry tails with a nervous look. Soon, he furrowed his eye brows and grit his teeth. "C-Capper...." He growled lowly. "YOU BIG DONK! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"
Etoru yelped, as he tried to untangle the tails. "D-DUDE! Stop it! You're so bad at this and you're only making it worse!" Etoru's mouth quivered slightly. How were they ever going to get out of this mess. He couldn't be stuck with Capper of all people for the rest of his life...what about fighting Xylo?! How was he going to manage that with this moron lugging him down??! Etoru then blinked, when he heard a rather oddly familiar feminine voice. "Eh?" Etoru turned his head, only for his eyes to widen in shock. It was...no it couldn't be! She was dead...more like, she's supposed to be dead! Xylo completely obliterated her! "M-Ms.Chire?! B-But I thought.....I-I saw.....b-but...you were..." Etoru didn't know how to respond. He felt extremely relieved that not EVERYONE died. At least some good came out of it.
She crouched down to her son's level, leaving Etoru to cross his arms with a huff. "You should really teach your kid some manners." Etoru exclaimed with his eyes closed stubbornly. "He really needs to show some more respect to others." She finally took note of their tails, causing Etoru to let out a quick, assertive, 'hmph'. But...he didn't expect her solution. A knife. "EEEK!" Etoru screeched, sounding like a little girl. "No! No, no! You are NOT doing that!" Etoru tried to bolt the other way, but Capper's tail caused him to yank back, landing on his little bum.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 1, 2017 10:19:14 GMT
| KNOT MY PROBLEM || CAPPER'S PL: 20 | | CHIRE'S PL: UNKNOWN |
| GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Chire would roll her eyes in response to the two startled, small saiyans. "Yeah, I died. What about it?" She remarked like it was no big deal. "But I'm back now to help y'all kick some Namekian booty whenever!" She spoke with a smile prior to summoning her skull-esque sword. But, after recalling some information she recently read in a newspaper, wasn't Xylo supposed to have attacked Kabocha awhile back...? "...I thought Xylo was gonna attack months ago, though..." The mother spoke, putting a hand to her chin. "Makes 'ya wonder what goes on in that tiny slug brain o' his."
The motherly brute of a saiyan rolled her eyes in response to Capper and Etoru's disdain for getting their tails cut off. Capper would let out another yell when a ripple of pain coursed through his body when Etoru bolting caused their tails to twist with tension once more. Chire took a few steps forward, leaving Capper to scramble backwards using all of his fours, body facing upwards to his mother with pale skin and fearful eyes. "Oh, stop being pansies, you punks." The mother remarked as she approached. "They'll grow back within a week! Now, hold still. This will only hurt a bit..."
That last part was a complete lie.
As Chire approached, Capper would frantically glance around, looking for some route of escape. He had his tail cut once before-- it did NOT hurt just a little bit!! Sure, Capper was an Oozaru at the time, but he could still remember the surging pain from both the reverting metamorphosis and the lack of his furry appendage. Oh, the pain... Shuddering for a moment, Capper would finally lock eyes onto a nearby alleyway that seemed to swerve about into a maze. There was an opening to the left, to the right, all about the narrow city passage! Now, if Capper could just lug himself there with Etoru...
Chire approached slowly, a smile creeping across her face. Capper narrowed his eyes, quickly chiming telepathically to his former friend. 'Alright, listen here you dirty clod.' He began. '...There's only one route of escape. That alleyway. So when I say three, you RUN! Because I am NOOOOOOOT losing my tail just because you're a complete and utter chicken.' He spoke, narrowing his eyes at Etoru in hostility. 'Okay.... One.' Capper began, getting back to his feet and taking a step back, despite his leg's protesting shaking. Chire slowly approached, lowering her blade. 'Two...!' Another step was taken towards the two saiyans. "THREE!"
And with that, Capper lunged forwards as fast as his legs could carry him, hopefully with Etoru right behind him so their tails wouldn't tighten and twist again. Should this prove successful, the son of Chire would bolt right between his mother's legs, dashing into the darkness of the alleyways. "HEY!!" Chire yelled, should the two disappear into the darkness. "GET BACK HERE YOU NUMBSKULLS! I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU!" She yelled, quickly giving chase after the two.
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Etoru
OOC NOTES: It continuesC H I R E H O F F E R S O N
UNKNOWN PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
TECHS USED:
- [V2] Chire Blade continues charging with flavor!
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Post by Etoru on May 1, 2017 14:48:48 GMT
Etoru whimpered staring up at Chire. He glanced at Capper, noticing he was just as frightened. Etoru kept up with him, realizing how much pain it'd cause if he kept his distance. Despite not liking it, he knew it was better than immense pain. Besides, it was the only way to keep his distance from Chire. The young boy gulped nervously, cold sweat drops running down his neck. "Heh...P-Please don't..." He squeaked pitifully. He didn't want his tail cut off...! It hurt just by pulling on it, just imagine it being sliced off! Besides! He loved his tail!
Chire seemed to have no problem doing this. She showed no signs of remorse for the two boys. Etoru grit his teeth, his face flushing red. "I-I'm not a pansy! Or a punk either! I-I'm the toughest Earth's got to offer...y-you hear?!" His small mouth quivered, and he decided that he wasn't going to let her push him around like this. A white aura engulfed his figure, but as he tried to power up, the pain on his tail was restricting him from doing so. All it looked like was a small flicker of white aura, and then a slight wince. "E-Erm...uh....I-...." Well, this was awkward.
Suddenly, he got the telepathic message from Capper. Etoru stared at him confused, and unsure how to react. He was frozen in fear. He looked at Chire, completely frightened as she approached the two with a menacing smile. It was so eerie and ominous...she was going to enjoy this, wasn't she? He let out a shrill whimper, but thank goodness Capper had a plan. Even if he did insult him in the process...Etoru's cheeks would fluster. "I-I'm not a scared chicken, you idiot!! I-I-I'm just...m-my tail just hurts...! OK??" Etoru gulped, taking deep breaths. Chire lowered the blade closer to their tails, leaving Etoru to whimper even more! "C-Capperrrr....!" He squeaked. Finally, his new found rival would give the signal, and they both bolted. Etoru screamed loudly as they ran through Chire's legs and towards the alley way. Tears streamed down his face as they sprinted away from the now angry mother.
"I-I don't want my tail to be chopped off!!! Hellpppp!!!!!!" The alley way was dirty and eerie. Trash littered about and stray cats digging through dumpsters. Mice and roaches scattered about, hiding and staying close to the walls. Etoru panted heavily, glancing back repeatedly. "D-D-Dude! Y-You're moms back from the dead and shes trying to torment us now! T-This isn't normal! IT isn't normal at all! FIX IT CAPPER!!!" Etoru cried out, looking for some sort of exit nearby. His panicking made him think blindly--or, well, more blindly than he already thought before. He saw sewage drain just ahead of them, and a bright idea came into his head! Once they arrived just above it, Etoru would slam his foot down onto it, sending them both flying in the sewers with pain surging through their body.
"EEK!" Splash! Etoru coughed and sputtered, splashing around the dirty sewage water. "A-Agh!!!" He spat,cringing in disgust. He looked around, wrinkling his nose at the smell. "E-Ewwww!!!" He glanced at Capper, narrowing his teary eyes at him. Etoru didn't like to admit he was wrong...and so...."T-This is your fault..." he grumbled, turning his face stubbornly.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 1, 2017 15:52:26 GMT
| KNOT MY PROBLEM || CAPPER'S PL: 20 | | CHIRE'S PL: UNKNOWN |
| GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Capper was silent as he ran in comparison to Etoru's girlish yelling. He probably would have laughed and cracked a snarky comment if it weren't for their dire situation. But inside, the saiyan was screaming. He was stuck with a powerless Etoru, running from his own mother, who he saw DIE with his own eyes mind you, and now they were running into a dark and decrepit alleyway of clear doom and death! Fan-friggin-tastic. Thankfully Capper's plan succeeded with flying colors! With a shout and a scream from Etoru, the two rivals were off in a flash. Chire quickly gave chase, flying into the skies with several skulls dashing down numerous alleyway paths to pursue the duo through the maze. Capper turned back, only to yelp and pick up his pace when the skull of a bull hissed behind them, opening it's maw and giving chase. Etoru was quick to snap about the abnormality of the situation, commanding Capper to fix it. "I-I'm trying, you incompetent dolt!" Capper yelled in a shaking, frantic tone in response as a roar resounded from the skull chasing them. The floating head opened it's mouth, it's jaws about to clamp hard down on their tails, Etoru slammed his foot on the ground, causing the saiyan to raise a brow at first before letting loose a high-pitched yelp. With a flash, they plummeted into the sewers, the manhole quickly flipping back up and sealing them in. The only light in the dark passage came from Capper's flickering scouter, which had cracked down the middle when it scanned Vi-Poi's power. The sewer was a dungeon. It's rusted, moldy walls seemed to creep down and stare at it's two new guests while the waters were only disturbed by the duo's sudden splash. Rats scurried about while a sewer gator's calm eyes locked onto it's potential prey, before moving on. Capper let out a few coughs as soon as he resurfaced from the water, letting out a few disgusted moans. Raising a gloved hand out of the water left the boy revolted. The liquid, moss, and trash raised up with his hand with the thick texture of ketchup. "AUUUGH! DISGUSTING!!" The boy screeched, futily waving his arms in an attempt to swim to the side of the tunnel and pull himself out. Yet, something was off... Why were they moving backwards? And what was that distant roaring?Etoru was quick to blame Capper, causing the now shivering saiyan to grip his arms, trembling from both the icy cold waters and fear. "Tell me something I don't already know, asshole." Capper hissed, pushing some of his wet hair out of his face. Oddly enough, Capper's once spiky updo now drooped down to his shoulders, not a single spike curling upwards. His new do seemed to be more fit for the opposite gender, to say the least. But his hair was the least of Capper's concerns. The roaring was growing louder now...
Turning around in the water, Capper would quickly let out a wail. "SWIM!!! SWIM FASTER NOW!!!" The saiyan yelled as the water's grip around the two intensified, pulling them backwards. Behind the two roared a steep waterfall leading into the deepest, darkest depths of the main sewer pipe, filled to the brim with foul liquid and... other perturbing anomalies. Maybe the sewer wasn't the best choice...
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Etoru
OOC NOTES: wuh-ohC A P P E R H O F F E R S O N 20 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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Post by Etoru on May 1, 2017 16:56:50 GMT
"Oh~! I'll tell you something you don't already know...!" Etoru growled. "When this is all over, I'm going to freaking kill you." The roaring waters raged on behind the two, though Etoru payed it no mind. "You're always so...so...SO ANNOYING! A-And bossy, like you know everything!" Etoru glared at him as they slowly floated backwards from the dirty current. He shivered slightly, rubbing his arms, narrowing his eyes at his enemy. "You always insult me, thinking you're soooo much better than me! BUT YOU'RE NOT! You're useless! And you can't do anything--eh--" Etoru looked behind him and screeched like a little girl.
He began paddling and throwing his hands forwards in a cupped position to swim faster. "NONONONONO! EEEEK!" It wasn't like he could use blasts either now. That pressure on his tail was just enough to prevent him from using a lot of ki. "I-I don't wanna die! CAPPER! DO SOMETHING!" The frightened child clung to Capper's back in fear. Should Capper not manage to solve the problem, they'd soon be overhead of the sewage waterfall leading into a dark abyss. The two would fall down the raging currents, leaving Etoru to scream as he dug his finges into Capper's skin. "MOMMY!!!!!!!!" He continued to shriek until they reached the bottom, causing a small splash to echo.
Etoru's eyes buldged in the dirty water, and he resurfaced fast, coughing and sputtering. "E-Egh!" He grabbed onto the sewages walkway, stopping himself from sinking with Capper. Thankfully, the current stopped, but...where the hell where they? It was dark, and the paths seemed to lead into nothing. Signs of people living here, or having been here were evident however, as there seemed to be graffiti on the wall. And not only that, but another sign of evidence that Etoru noticed after pulling himself onto the walkway. A skeleton lying on the path across from the sewage water. Etoru screamed again, tearing up as his back hit the wall. His breathing was faster and he turned his cheek shutting his eyes tightly. "N-No! E-Eee....." His tiny chest rose and fell at a fast pace as he tried to calm himself. "H-Happy thoughts...happy thoughts....E-Eerrmmm.....w-we're gonna...die here..." He let out a shrill whimper...before he bursted out into tears. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" his voice echoed across the walls, causing a possibility of who knows what lingering down here to hear them.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 1, 2017 21:03:39 GMT
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Before Capper screeched in fear of the upcoming waterfall, the saiyan's eyes would briefly soften in response to Etoru's comments. Ouch- those bitter truths stung deep into Capper. Still, the angry saiyan narrowed his eyes, speaking in a low hiss. "I SAID tell me something I DON'T know, you limbless imbecile." He growled. "Being better than a weak excuse for a saiyan like myself isn't much of a milestone." Capper spoke with a sigh, looking down at his own stained, gloved hands. He was surprised he made it this far in life without dying. His brutal "training" with his mother, getting stranded on Earth, and facing off against Xylo... Each and every one of those things should have been the one to end the saiyan. Capper growled to himself, anger fuming up inside of him. "YOU'RE the one who can't seem to win a single fight! So you're just about useless as me!!"And then, the technician was quick to point out the waterfall, demanding his former friend to swim as well. Etoru chickened out quite quickly, landing on his enemy's back. Capper let out a surprised yelp, squirming about and trying to regain balance in the water. His head dipped underwater from Etoru's weight- his commands to "do something" would only be met with some bubbles from below the water, Capper's muffled screams being heard by none. Soon enough, the two found themselves freefalling, Capper letting out a yell in unison alongside Etoru as they fell. He barely noticed his skin hurting from his new foe's nails digging into his skin, since, well, he was falling to what might be his untimely demise. They landed in the water with a harsh splash, echoing through the supposedly abandoned sewers. Scrambling onto the walkway beside Etoru, Capper would briefly shake his head to and fro in a futile attempt to dry off. His long, and now droopy hair was sure annoying when it got wet. "Disgusting..." The saiyan mused to himself, sticking his tongue out and pushing some moss he almost swallowed while screaming off of it. Turning around to the wall, Capper eyed all of the graffiti. Most had ominous phrases like "RUN" or "GET OUT," along with a few curse words. But while Capper was silently judging the poor excuse for artwork, Etoru would let out a pitiful "eep." "What is it now?" Capper asked in a bored tone, eyelids half closed. Turning around would quickly result in the boy's skin going pale. A decaying human skeleton laid nearby. He nearly puked at the sight of the little bits of remaining, rotting flesh being eaten by bugs, and other small animals. This was not a good sign, no siree. Capper eyed Etoru with fear in his own eyes as well... The boy beside him quickly jumped to the conclusion of their own demise, causing Capper's eyes to widen when he began to whimper. "Wait, wait, wait, please for the love of the Kais don't cr--" He began, only for shock to creep across his face when his burden began to wail. Capper covered his ears, eye twitching a little in annoyance. Crying- the one sound he couldn't stand. Just what he needed...!
"Oh, SHUT UP!" The angered foe of Etoru yelled, throwing his arms down. "I'M not dying down here! No dinky sewer's gonna kill me if I can survive XYLO'S wrath." Capper spoke, despite his internal fear that he could possibly meet his end down here. "And if I want to live..." The saiyan began, grabbing Etoru's ear. "You will have to also, unfortunately." Capper growled, trying to tug the fellow saiyan down the dark and foreboding passage. He wished he could just leave his foe to die down here, but nOOOoOOOo, Etoru just HAD to get their tails in a knot. "So come on, you yellow-bellied chicken! Nobody's here! What's gonna kill us, the mold?!" The saiyan proclaimed, not knowing how wrong he was. Holding his free arm out to the side, Capper would speak with annoyed bluntness. "Yeah, exactly. We're. Fine." He spoke sternly, hopefully continuing to drag Etoru down the dark tunnel. "Whatever killed that poor soul is long gone." Capper concluded, eyeing the decaying skeleton, despite fully knowing that they could be down in the deep dark sewers with some kind of serial killer or something. Presumably still dragging his foe along, Capper would round a corner, spotting a faint light. Capper would crack a smile at the sight of a conveniently placed torch mounted up against the wall, quickly hopping up and prying it from it's weakened bindings. "Look! It's even light down here. We'll see whatever's trying to kill us before it sees us." Capper spoke, pointing the torch forwards. There were more faint lights from the mounted flames up ahead. "...But of course, there is nothing trying to kill us." The boy spoke with a roll of his eyes and a nervous chuckle. But, one thought slipped his mind.
These torches were still lit. In a dark, dark sewer where nobody lived.
Who placed them there?
...Were Capper and Etoru being baited into a trap?
Perhaps.
"We're going to be fiiiiiine."
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Etoru
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Post by Etoru on May 2, 2017 2:49:53 GMT
Etoru's wailing slowly subsided into quiet sniffles. His teary eyes stared up at his rival, while his mouth quivered. His former friend seemed assertive, fed up with Etoru's irritating sobbing. Etoru sniffed loudly, shaking a bit as he was trying to recover from crying. Capper stomped over to him, stating that he wasn't going to die, and by extension, it just meant Etoru couldn't die either. Capper pinched Etoru's ear, causing the boy to yelp. "O-Ow!! C-Capper...y-you're hurting me!!" Etoru stumbled along, wincing slightly.
Etoru whimpered like a scared puppy as they trudged down the dark sewers. "N-No...I-I guess the mold can't kill us..." Etoru muttered as he struggled keeping up with Capper's pace, who was still holding his ear. "B-But...how do you uh...how do you know for sure Capper...w-what if..." Etoru gulped, looking around frightened. ".....What if it's still out here.....w-what if it's hungry! A-And we're its first victim in a long time...." Etoru bit his nails anxiously. "O-Or this is its nest...a-and we disturbed it...I-I heard scary stories about vampires and zombies....a-and...skeleton zombies...and ghosts...and...CAPPER!" Etoru screamed when he saw a slight flicker of light, maneuvering the shadows on the floor a bit.
It seemed it was just a torch...Etoru gave an awkward chuckle. "O-Oh...eh....heh....s....sorry..." He mumbled. Etoru shook his head a bit, pulling his ear away from Capper's grip. He rubbed it, frowning slightly. As much as he wanted to ignore him right now, you know, from what he said earlier about him not ever winning a fight, Etoru desperately wanted someone to talk too and stay near. As angry and salty as he was about that quote, he knew if he started more arguments it'd lead to them trying to keep more distance from each other, and in this situation, Etoru was way too much of a chicken to do so. It was then he noticed something really eerie. "Um...C-Capper...why is....why are...I-I...the torches, they're um...they're all lit..."
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 2, 2017 3:35:47 GMT
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Capper was slightly amused by Etoru’s fear. It was almost comical at this point! A mighty Ascended Super Saiyan, quivering in fear of the implausible! The saiyan boy let out a quict chuckle to himself in response to Etoru’s fear about the torch. Holding it high, Capper would menacingly lower the flame towards Etoru. "What? Scared of a tiny little flame, Super Saiyan?" Capper spoke, a smug grin plastered on his face. He had the upper hand in their feud now! ‘Capper- 1, Etoru- 0.’ The saiyan thought to himself with a smile. Pulling the flame away from his former friend and releasing his ear, Capper would continue at a quickened pace down the walkway, each hasty step causing the metal panels below to creak and groan in pain. The walls seemed to be growing wider with each and every turn in the dark sewer alley. Capper put a hand against the rusted wall, holding his torch forwards. Looking up, the saiyan spotted banners with strange patterns beside them. He had to mosey around a few spider webs, most of which housed harmless spiders of the same species as Tiny, the little spider Capper rescued when he first met this clod he called Etoru. After a minute or so of traversing the meandering tunnels, Etoru began to mumble again with fear. Capper turned around, clearly not amused at first. "Oh, what is it now? Is the scary zombie clown coming around the corner to rip out your eyeballs and eat them?" He rolled his eyes. "Oh! How horribly frightning! And also impossible!" Capper spoke, his tied tail twitching a little in irritation. Then, Etoru brought up something Capper failed to notice. The torches… Who… Who lit them? "...Shitballs." Capper spoke to himself, a chill running down his spine. No! He wasn’t scared! He was the MAN out of the two! Looking at the torches on the walls, Capper noted their increasing numbers alongside the banners. There seemed to be some rotting posters as well on the walls. Holding a torch close to one of the fliers, Capper eyed some kind of illustration of a dragon pinning down an arcosian, raising it’s maw into the air and ripping out the poor changeling’s guts… They seemed to be in a pit of some kind with people surrounding them. Biting his lip, Capper continued on. "We’re going to be fine, you dolt. Just keep your eyes peeled." Capper spoke, picking up the pace. Rounding Corner-number-100-something-probably, the saiyan would hold his torch forwards. They were in a large hall now. The walls caved out to the sides, moving beyond the fence-less bridge and across the murky rivers. No more railings to hang onto now. Capper took a deep breath in. His dying torch didn’t do much to alleviate the darkness... Taking a breath in, the saiyan would momentarily turn his head to see Etoru's reaction to the darkened path ahead. Oddly enough, the saiyan could make out a dull... shuffling in the distance? It seemed to be coming from the other side of the path... Yet, far, far, faaaar down the road ahead... Daylight was visible. "Look! Light!! We're home free!!!" Capper proclaimed, pointing forwards with a smile. Dashing forwards, presumably with his friend in tow, Capper would smile as the light grew closer and closer... Then, it began to fade again. Raising a brow, Capper began to slow his pace, staring at the light... Odd, it was like there was something in front of it. And that shuffling... It was louder now. "Huh." Capper mused, putting a hand over his eyes and squinting forwards, standing ahead of Etoru. "...That's weird." Capper spoke, ignoring his gut instinct to RUN FAR FAR AWAY... He jolted though, when the shuffling increased in pace, seemingly approaching from all sides. "Wh--- E-Etoru!" Capper spoke, fear encompassing his tone. They were not alone anymore. "We're going to be fine!" The saiyan spoke, taking a step back. "I... I'm going to be fi-- URK!"With a jolt, Capper would stumble backwards, stumbling backwards before falling unconscious, whited-out eyes wide and open... There was a blow dart out of the saiyan's forehead, a strange green liquid seeping out from the dart's tip. Etoru was alone now. Figures began to close in on the standing saiyan, all hunched over and wearing strange masks. One of them was holding a lantern on a stick- the false light the two may have believed to be the exit! Chuckling and whispers spread across the crowd, one of the masked... things... raising a blowgun towards the surviving saiyan. With one mighty puff, a dart much like the one that knocked Capper out cold would be fired at the hybrid!
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Etoru
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Post by Etoru on May 2, 2017 15:05:59 GMT
"N-No. I'm not....i-it's just a torch idiot..." He leaned back, somewhat irritated when Capper moved the torch near his face. He stepped back a bit to keep his distance from his annoying foe and temporary ally. Etoru rubbed his arms nervously, quivering with fear and caution as his pupils scanned the sewers. He was half expecting, no, he was fully expecting something to jump out at him. Whether it be from the dirty sewage waste lying in the middle of the walkways, or from the dark shadow's that the torch's light couldn't reach. Maybe...Maybe even the ceilings!
Etoru stared at the rusty, filth infested walls. He noticed the odd writings, assuming it could just be graffiti, and saw some dirty torn posters plastered to the walls. What the hell was this place anyways?! Noticing the same picture Capper saw, Etoru tensed up even more. He seemed more conservative now, holding his arms closer to his torso now. "I-I hope so..." Etoru muttered, not believing it for a second. While he was never right about monsters or something of the sorts, he had a really bad feeling about this place. He just couldn't help but feel like he was being watched.
Finally, they arrived in a place that looked different than the rest of this place. The walls stretched out in a wider vicinity, which could give a definite possibility they were nearing an exit. Or, their potential deaths. Etoru frowned as they needed to cross the bridge over the mucky waters without much light. When they crossed it, Etoru heard Capper's words and saw light. But...something felt off. "U-Uh...Capper...?" Etoru said with a shaky voice. "M-Maybe we should turn back...t-this doesnt feel right...." Etoru gulped. Then he heard shuffling. It was faint at first, but grew louder and faster as time progressed...! "C-Capper...I-I'm scared!"
Etoru yelped when a dart shot passed his face, hitting Capper right on his forehead. "O-Oh my gosh! CAPPER!" He watched his former pal drop on the floor, and Etoru squeaked in fear. "C-Capper...g-get up..." Etoru started to tear up and breathe faster. He looked around fast, trying to spot the enemies. "G-Guys....I-I'm sorry...we didnt mean to uh....to intrude....w-we'll leave now...please..." Etoru whimpered, squatting down to scoop up his friend. Holding him over his back, he grunted, and was about to take his leave as fast as he could...before the figures appeared from the shadows, towering over him. Etoru stared at the looming figures before him, and let out a pitiful squeak, his voice cracking slightly as he whimpered. They raised a blow gun, shooting him as well, causing him to fall over with Capper piling on top of him.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 2, 2017 17:12:25 GMT
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After Capper was knocked to the ground, his fading vision would catch just a few things. He saw himself being slumped over Etoru's shoulder. He saw his former friend fall to the ground. He saw the figures approach, casting shadows over the two of them. Then... Capper would come to for a moment, who knows how long after they both fell. Eyes fluttering open halfway, the saiyan would blink a few times as his form was dragged across the ground beside Etoru in the darkness. The pain from someone dragging them by their tails quickly conked the boy out again, though. Time began to pass. How long they were out eluded Capper, or how they would wind up awaking in the horrifying chambers they were taken to.
"Urrrgh..." Capper let out a quiet groan, his blurry vision once again fluttering to life. Strange, muffled sounds invaded and swarmed in his ears. Capper blinked a few times, finding himself lying against a dusty dirt floor. Coughing weakly, Capper pushed himself to his knees. Through his cracked visor, the saiyan began to decipher his surroundings. He was in some kind of cage- and a small one too. His confines were only about three-by three feet on the ground, and only just high enough for Capper to stand. Screeches and cries echoed around... wherever they were. Looking down, Capper found his prison to be hanging from a chain on the ceiling. Scattering the walls and ground below stood more cages, piled like haphazardly bodies. He spied many... creatures also kept in captivity. Dragons and dinosaurs were the most common, but he even spotted a few other saiyans curled up and unmoving. Arcosians, Namekians, Majins, the list went on. The screeches and groans of Capper's felow captors pained him to listen to. The dirty penitentiary was comparable to a madhouse, with a scream or moan echoing off the metal walls every few seconds. Capper was immediantly driven into panic. Where was this place? Why was he here? How was he going to get out? Where was his mom? Where was his dad? Was he going to die?! The saiyan's chest heaved up and down as he backed into the corner of his little hanging prison, trembling. He let out a shrill yelp when he bumped into something, though. Turning around quickly, Capper would spy Etoru's unconscious form as well... Part of Capper was oddly relieved to see he wasn't dead yet, but their tails were still locked tight in a knot. "E...Etoru?" Capper spoke softly, still shaking. This all just had to be a bad dream...
"W... Wake up! P-please!" The boy murmurred, shaking his friend before pulling back. No-- maybe it was best to spare him from this horrifying place right now. Whatever dream he might be in was sure as hell better than this bitter reality. Quick and shallow breaths flew from Capper's mouth as he backed into the opposite corner of their confines, falling against the ground and curling up, trying to mute out the echoing despair of... wherever they were. What was the point of fighting if you couldn't win?
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Post by Etoru on May 3, 2017 3:11:43 GMT
Etoru looked around frantically. At first...he wasn't sure where he was. I mean, there was no one there. But then, he realized what this black abyss was. It was the connection between him and the spirit that lived within him. But...where was he? "...Satoshi...!" Etoru called out to the Demon Wolf. His voice echoed onwards for what seemed to be miles before fading away. Etoru frowned and tried again, this time cupping his hands around his mouth. "SATOSHIIII!!!" Yet again, the only reply he got was from his own voice. It raveled across the abyss, before fizzling away.
Etoru pouted. He puffed his chest up even bigger, ready to call out his name again. "STOP YELLING, YOU DAMNED BRAT!" A deep, angry and grumpy voice yelled, directing his fuming anger towards the child. Etoru flinched, standing erect. His eyes scanned the void, trying to spot the wolf, only to realize he just appeared from behind him. Etoru yelped, stumbling back as the large wolf glared down at him. "Dont' scare me like that...!" The wolf grit its teeth, really despising the child. While Etoru may have hated his guts before, ever since the battle on Namek against the Xylo, the boy's been trying desperately to get along with him. Though, Satoshi wasn't too fond of the idea.
"The hell do you want? Surely you didn't calm yourself for twenty whole minutes just to see me." Of course to arrive to the Wolf Spirit's world isn't hard, Satoshi was simply mocking Etoru's intelligence. Etoru shook his head, not getting the insult. "Nope...I-I was shot! By a dart! And then I woke up here....but since I'm here, I was wondering! Do you think you can lend us--"
"No. Now leave." Before Etoru even had a chance to respond, the wolf poked his head, causing the child to wake up..
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Etoru's head was throbbing in pain. He groaned slightly, but kept on the ground. From his perspective, he could see Capper's worried expression. He didn't understand why he was sad at first, but once he realized the cage they were trapped in...and the violent screaming...the throbbing in his head subsided, causing him to think more rationally. Etoru gulped, pretending to be asleep until Capper turned around. He scanned the cell floors for any thing, and managed to find a stray shard of glass. Etoru gulped, grabbing the shard of glass quietly. "There's only one way im getting out of this...." He thought. He raised the blade near the start of Capper's tail nervously, ready to cut it down.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 3, 2017 4:14:49 GMT
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Unaware of the internal conversation going on in Etoru's head, Capper would curl up in the corner, letting his thoughts swarm in mass. So this was it, huh? Locked and left to die in what appeared to be some asylum with his sworn enemy. What a way to go out. Opening his eyes a little, the saiyan could only stare down at the mass of others who had met the same fate. Yet, one resisting, dragon was being pulled out into a lighter room nearby by the masked men. Weird. "Eheheheh..." Capper found himself chuckling, closing his eyes and putting a hand on his face while Etoru woke up, finding a glass shard. It was funny, really. He could survive Xylo's wrath, he could stand off between two of the strongest fighters in the universe without a shred of fear, he could defy all odds and run right into danger to save his former friend way back when... But now, a measly dart and bars would end his life. No doubt about it. Capper's dark chuckle soon calmed, replaced with eerie silence as he closed his eyes again. The toxic screams and moans continued to echo, slowly eating away more and more at Capper's dying morale and hope. His eye slowly glanced back when he heard a slight shuffle between the screams and moans of their prison, to see Etoru slowly raising a sharp, glass shard over the base of his tail.
"...Just do it." Capper spoke, not a trace of hope left in his voice. They were most certainly not fine. "Go on. Do it." The engineer commanded, turning his head around. Closing his glassy eyes, he would continue to speak with an eerie emotionless tone. "You can leave. Leave me. Then I won't be a burden to you or anyone else anymore." The technician spoke, holding his arms out to the sides before letting them fall to the ground with a sigh. "S-so that's good, I guess." Capper spoke, his once twitching tail coming to a stop.
"You will never understand this weakness. Ever." The saiyan continued, turning away from Etoru, lying his head back on the rusted metal floor of the cage . "You know what I do when I got to sleep?" Capper continued, rambling at this point. There were just a few things he needed to get off his chest before he was left to rot like that skeleton they saw earlier. Speaking with another chuckle, Capper would continue as tears began to well up in his eyes, some new colors showing through his skin. "Heheh.. This is so friggin sad."
"I think obsessively of being the slightest bit useful. Like, really, really, really think hard about it." Capper spoke, a sorrowfull hiccup momentarily breaking through his laughter before calming back down. Pushed to his limit, Capper's armor had finally began to break. "And if I'm lucky, as I fall asleep, I dream about it." He sighed, a few droplets trickling down his cheeks, despite his continued emotionless tone. "This level of strength and importance you're so over already is my wildest fantasy."
"So much for "being able to do anything you put your mind to," mom." Capper concluded, taking a shaking, slow breath in. His head turned halfway towards Etoru, his expression wrought with hoplessness and despair. He had given up on just about everything at this point. Just like Etoru said, he was weak. Useless. What could he even do? Any fighting back against this fate would no doubt end in loss and disappointment. But, his tail hadn't been cut yet, it seemed. "...What are you waiting for now, you spineless simpleton?"
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Post by Etoru on May 3, 2017 14:59:13 GMT
Etoru raise the shard of glass, his hand visibly shaking. Was this the right thing to do...? Sure they were angry and each other, but this was going towards the extreme! Well...survival of the fittest I guess. He had to get out of here some how. Etoru raised the shard, ready to swing it down, before he heard Capper's voice. "AHH!" Etoru fell back, bumping his head on the rusty iron bars of their cage. He groaned in pain, lying on his back with his legs sprawled out in an uncomfortable position. Etoru almost disregarded Capper's words before Etoru chopped his tail off. Almost. Did Capper...want Etoru to it? Well hey! Can't refuse an offer like that, now can we!
Etoru shrugged, crawling back to his tail with the shard. He raised it again, but Capper continued talking...slowly making Etoru feel bad, as if he were making him feel guilty into not doing it purposely! But...Etoru could hear it in his voice. His was dead serious about this. "Eheh...o-okay...that's uh, nice...just stop talking so I can cut off your tail now..." Etoru raised the shard yet again....! And then he began that dumb sob story self hatred thing again. Etoru bit his lip, glancing at Capper and his tail. "Weakness huh, alright yeah whatever just--" Etoru sighed loudly. "No, I don't know what you do when you go to sleep, and honestly, I don't car--ugh.." And once more....much to Etoru's annoyance...Capper continued whining about his situation.
Etoru cringed at his next sentence though. It kind of hit hard. Etoru pouted slightly, before dropping the shard of glass in his hand. "If I cut off your tail, why would I leave you idiot. I'd definitely have enough strength to get the two of us out of the dumpster." He leaned back, lying against the rusty bars of their confines. "I'm sorry for calling you useless, you aren't. I mean you saved my life--twice. No, thrice. Xylo, the plane crash, and that spider. I don't remember saving your life once, so honestly, you're more heroic than I am." He closed his eyes stubbornly. "Did you ever think about how I felt? Cause this 'level of strength and importance' junk that you think I'm way ahead of? Yeah, well I'm not ahead of that. No where near it." He opened his eyes lazily with his arms behind his head. If he kept up a careless attitude, he could probably mask the frustration and desperation that flowed through his veins.
"Like you said. I haven't won a fight. Ever." Etoru sighed loudly. "I'm a Super Saiyan two, you'd expect me to kick butt, right? Well, no. I lost to literally everyone who was in my league. Hell, I even lost to people below my league." His cheeks flushed red and he turned his cheek. "...erm....I even lost to....a Saibaman before...." He grumbled quietly. He shook his head fast. "A-Anyways...besides that, I'm dumb. I don't think before I act, and I know that. And I always lose fights like that. But even when I do think...even when I try my hardest. No matter how hard I fight. No matter how hard I train. I'm somehow weaker than my opponent, or I somehow lose to them." Etoru twiddled with his fingers to ease the tension in his muscles. He never really told anyone how he felt about how he fights before. How he felt about his standing in power compared to others. "Why do you think I got so worked up when you told me Vi was stronger than Ouroboro's....ever since that day, I put my heart and soul into getting stronger, and somehow, out of no where, he just surpasses everyone, INCLUDING ME, by a long shot."
Etoru punched the metal flooring in their cage in irritation. It just wasn't fair. Etoru inhaled sharply. "But if I just gave up, they'd just get farther ahead....I'd then completely be out of their league." Etoru slowly stood up, furrowing his eyebrows. "If I gave up, then what? There'd be nothing for me to do. I'm not one of those, egocentric hot heads that think they wont give up no matter what the odds are. I know my limits and when to run...I wanted to run with Ouroboro's, but I couldn't just leave Mayze behind, you know?" Etoru looked at the cage, scanning the dark dome they were in. He noticed all the other cages scattered about. Etoru clenched his fists and continued to speak. "But I am one who wont give up because that'd just make me weaker. I wont give jup because this is what I love. And I won't give up, because it'd stop me from reaching my goals from when I started fighting." Etoru looked down at Capper with a wide smirk. "I want everyone to look up to me and respect me! That's why I want to be the strongest! I don't care about fame...but that'd sure be awesome....but I do care about what people think of me. I want them to hear the name 'ETORU AEUM' and just smile, seeing that name as a symbol of honor."
Etoru put a hand out towards Capper. "So what say we get out of this dump...?!" Whether he took his hand or not, Etoru would turn his head and clench his fists tightly. He'd throw his bare knuckle at the iron bars of the cage, before wincing in pain. "O-Owie...!" But then, after that hit, the cage began to rumble. Etoru blinked, gasping as a wide smile grew on his face. He did it! The cage began to lower slowly! He broke the chain holding them up! Light began to fill their view all of a sudden...which was odd, considering they were going down, not up. "Eh?" The sounds of screaming and cheering fans would roar out from all sides. When they descended even more, it seemed to be they were in some kind of fighting pit. A bunch of people surrounded them in the audience. They all appeared to be rich criminal bosses. Etoru gulped, holding the bars of his cage as they lowered even more. Finally, they touched the floor of the ring, and the cage opened.
Looking at his friend, Etoru nervously walked out with him onto their side of the circular caged ring. It appeared to be that the area they were in was closed off by the rest of the ring from a gate. Ahead of them, another gate would slowly open. "LADIEEEES AND GENTLEMEN! WELCOME TO...THE CAGED DEATHRING!!!!!!!!!!!" The announcer cheered, causing wild roaring from the crowd. "On this side...we have two newcomers! Rookies! LETS HEAR IT FOR....The dynamic Duo! The tailed frenzy! The twin monkeys....!!!!!!!!" The cage would open for Etoru and Capper, and the boy's mouth quivered nervously. He walked inside the large circular ring and stared at the large audience. So much for being famous. "AND ON THIS SIDE OF THE RING!!! WE HAVE THE UNDEFEATED CHAMPION WITH 951 CONFIRMED KILLS UNDER HIS BELT SINCE HE GOT HERE LAST MONTH!!!!! BIG OAF!!!" Suddenly, the floor of the ring began to shake. "W-What the heck?!" Each stomp grew louder, and louder, until a large behemoth appeared from the other cage. He stood over the two boys, looming over them. He stood at 8 feet tall and his skin was dark grin. He was husky, yet by no means fat. Hair was all over his chest and pits, and he had a scar going over his eye. "U-Uh...C-C-Capper....?"
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Post by Capper Hofferson on May 11, 2017 16:06:47 GMT
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The emotional and ever slightly emo Capper continued to wallow in his darkest emotions and fears, curling back up on the floor and digging his head into his knees. Etoru seemed annoyed at Capper's little spiel, as expected from an ignorant clod like him... Yet, Capper would raise his head, a trace of confusion in his eyes when Etoru spoke of bringing Capper along with if they escape. "You said you would kill me, clod." He hissed, repeating the boy's words. But, his hostile expression would quickly soften when Etoru brought up Capper's many heroic acts, and... apologized? What?  ? Etoru wasn't over the level of strength and importance Capper expected him to be at, it seemed. He was one of the strongest warriors in the universe! How...? Questions slowly clicked with answers as the saiyan continued, speaking of Capper's own previous words about how he barely won any fights. True... Capper bit his lip, glancing off to the side. Okay, smart little Capper himself was wrong somehow this time. But he wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Etoru lost to people in his league, and even below his league. Capper recalled his brawl with Zucceta, Xylo and Ouroboros, and many more... And, he even lost to... a saibaman?!
"Heheh..." Capper found himself chuckling, much more genuinely this time around. A smile crept across his face as his soul continued to lighten with flecks of hope. "Etoru, my god." The technician began. "I will be more embarrassing than you ever will be. Look at me, the weakest member of a warrior race." He finally got his ass of the ground, leaning against the bars of the cage in a sitting position. He managed to make brief eye contact with Etoru, even though it was just for a moment. His parents always told him he was strong in different ways other than physical strength. And now, he could finally begin to understand those ways. "I'd lose to a Saibaman any day also, so..."
Etoru continued, earning Capper's understanding about his frustration in Vi-Poi's sudden burst of strength. All that effort put into growing stronger, just to be one-upped in an instant. It was a concept Capper could never understand, but even if he couldn't comprehend strength very well, Capper could sympathize. "I... I had no idea." Capper spoke, his once closed posture slipping open a little more. But, like his friend said, what was the point in giving up? 'Well, what's the point in fighting a futile battle?' Capper found himself wondering silently. Just seeing his foe-- no, friend so hopeful, hearing his deepest desires and fears, made Capper... not feel so alone any more. Etoru wanted to be someone. To be useful... They were alike in more ways than Capper expected. The saiyan boy glanced up to Etoru in uncertainty when he offered his hand.
"...My turn now, eh?" Capper spoke, closing his eyes. "...We're both trapped. But we're trapped together." The boy spoke, giving the bars of their confines a quick slap with his tail for emphasis. But that was besides the point he had only come to realize, somehow. "And I guess it's better to be stuck with someone else, right?" He smiled meekly, although it faded back to an uncertain frown quickly.
"I know it's kind of messed up, but... I'm... kinda glad you're here?" Capper took a breath in, looking down. What would he be doing right now if Etoru wasn't here...? "I-if I was... alone in this mess I caused, I would..." Capper trailed off. No- he couldn't be thinking about impossibilities now. The present was at focus. "Look, just forget it. I'm sorry. I was admittedly... projecting a little bit there." Capper began to conclude, closing his eyes as annoyance took hold of his expression, though his irritation was directed at nobody in particular. "And..."
"...Just say it, Cappster." Capper spoke to himself before opening his eyes. "I see now that you're not as big of a total idiot as I act like you are... Okay? I was wrong." The saiyan took an exhasperated breath in. "I can say this. You're the strongest, stubbornest, dumbest, but most dedicated and willful idiot I've ever had the displeasure of knowing." The stubborn saiyan spoke, closing his eyes and folding his arms while turning his head to the side. However, his eyes fluttered back open with a softer, less annoyed and stalwart air to them. "And I guess..." Capper concluded, reaching his hand forward to grab Etoru's own. "We're the best available friends, in the end."
"Now let's get outta this dump and pretend like this never happened." The saiyan spoke, now mostly back to normal. Ignoring the moaning and screaming, Capper would briefly flinch as a clang would echo when Etoru punched the bars. They clattered and shook, but didn't break... But, the shaking cage began to lower! "Wh--" Capper began, noticing a light beneath them. "What's happening...?" Capper spoke as the cage lowered, backing up against the bars... No, he couldn't chicken out now! They had a jail to break! "Alright you clod, step aside!"
The stalwart soldier of the Solar Empire strutted by Etoru, grabbing the bars and tugging at them, his frail arms shaking with each pull and push, jostling the metal rods with strained grunts and growls. Closing his eyes, Capper would barely notice the fact that they were lowered into a fighting pit of death and destruction and certain doom... With one final push, Capper would fall to the ground as the cage walls opened wide to let the duo out. Capper quickly fell to the ground, but a smile crept across his face. He did it! They were free!
"AHAHA! I DID IT!! I AM THE DOORMASTER!!!" Capper proclaimed, standing back up and raising his arms into the air, eyes still closed. "I WILL UNLOCK YOUR BUTTS!" The saiyan proclaimed, before his smile sunk when he heard... Cheering? Opening his eyes, Capper would yelp and scramble back into the opened cage by Etoru when realization sunk in? A fighting pit? Oh no, no, nononono! He couldn't FIGHT! And with Etoru hindered...! As the paniked saiyan continued dreading life in general, a sudden bang would echo in the saiyan's ears... What was that rumble...? Oh no, there it was again. "...What was that?" Capper spoke after the first stomp. "S-seriously, WHAT is THAT?!" Capper questioned, directing his gaze to his fellow prisoner, even though Etoru knew just as little as Capper did. And then, the behemoth, "Big Oaf", strutted into the arena. Capper's face flashed blue, and the once composed and logical member of the shorty squad lowered his head, covering his mouth. "Oh stars above... Etoru, I think I'm gonna puke." Capper spoke, his eyes once again darting to his friend. All that hair, that unhygienic smell, the grime and grease... It was DISGUSTING. "Heeeughhhh..." Capper found himself holding back a barf, closing his eyes again. How could he, the great and lovable Capper, formulate a plan with that nauseating stench piercing the airs of the arena?!
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