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Post by Zoraba on Jan 30, 2016 14:27:40 GMT
Zoraba cocked an eyebrow quizzically, not having any idea any of these houses or politics of Planet Vegeta. Nor was he concerned, he'd be leading this community soon. His eyes glanced the motley crew of people taking this tour. Turning to look at his advisor, Lise, who only shrugged his shoulders himself.
The tour guide seemed fascinated with a wall for a moment before it opened up into a corridor. A sharp whistle escape Zoraba "A magic spell." nodding his head as he continued to follow. His ears actually quite interested in the tales being spun as they stepped into the huge hidden tunnels within these palace walls. These all were larger then any home he had resided in on his previous homeworld. Lise himself had been the richest inhabitant at that.
Not knowing if any of this was false as his knowledge of his people was already incredible limited. However the meat tube story cinched it for him. "Fresh meat at their leisure?! I am sure whoever invented this must have been one of the smartest of our people." Zoraba's eyes scanned the corridors as he licked his lips thinking of pipe meat.
He would peer at all the different ways the corridor broke off too and then look back at his fellow tourists. When the pink one spoke up Zoraba leaned forward. "Pictures? When was this? When did our people consume pictures??" he asked with a rather confused look on his face.
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Radis
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Post by Radis on Jan 31, 2016 17:28:10 GMT
That seemed like a valid reasoning for Stormtail to fund this tour. Radis himself enjoyed the history of the Saiyans. He listened to the tour guide, interestingly. He knew some things about Saiyan history, like how Zucceta defeated the previous ruling house to gain the throne. He knew little about the previous rulers. He knew he could ask about it, buy decided to keep his mouth shut when another Saiyan told him to be a bit nicer and swatted him with his tail. He wouldn't want a tussle with another Saiyan in the Palace.
He was surprised when he learned that his Race had meat sent down a chute to eat. Radis could only think about what kind of dirtiness could contaminate meat going down a chute.
(Sorry for the small post,I'll be busy so go ahead and skip me for the next round, should be back after that)
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Post by Pin on Feb 2, 2016 0:28:13 GMT
Pin was shocked that the young Saiyan boy hadn't turned and tried to start a fight. His interactions with Saiyan children had been...strained, in the past. Still, he'd keep an eye on the kid, if only to keep him from inadvertantly starting an intergalactic incident.
Listening to the "tour" guide go on about meat tubes, Pin considered putting his helmet back on, as this was possibly the greatest test of his composure that he'd ever encountered. What the hell was this person even talking about? Meat pipes for the kind and courtiers? Nobody ever said you're so rich you're rolling in meat, ever, on any planet, at any time. Of that, Pin was certain.
If nothing else, this tour was amusing, and he'd been previously unaware of the apparently hidden passageway that the guide had taken them down. Though it was unlikely to be a "magic spell" as one of his tour mates theorized. More likely it was just a weighted pulley system. Though he did share in Zoraba's confusion.
"Saiyans," he said to the little android girl, "Have never eaten pictures to my knowledge. We have a voracious appetite, so it's possible a picture, or even a painting, might get caught up in the maelstrom of eating, but it's certainly not a delicacy we'd specifically seek out. What gave you the idea that we eat pictures?"
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Post by Zuni on Feb 2, 2016 7:19:28 GMT
Nuko chuckled at the girl's question, and reached down to tussle Tania's hair in a fond manner. "Oh, that isn't a literal saying, sweetheart! It's a whatjamacallit. A metaphor." She waved her free hand around vaguely as though trying to think of the right way to explain the phrase. "A lie you use to make things sound clearer." There you go, perfect explanation of what a metaphor is!
She was pleased to see that the group were responding well to her stories - as the group largely seemed to buy the meat tube concept. As she led them on, she had to think back to the map of the palace she had in her mind. This would have been a lot easier if she'd only got interest from the little girl! This group was really big, though, and if she didn't want to start a whole mess of trouble, they needed to be kept away from the areas that were actually high security. One little girl she could have snuck around all over the place, but this loud bunch? Pssht. Fat chance.
"And here we come to the Corridor of Conquerors!"
It is a grand sounding title for 'the corridor that leads to the kitchens'. The serving staff know better than to ask questions, really, especially when there's an Elite or two in the group!
Lining the passage there are indeed some fairly interesting pictures. They depict ancient saiyan royalty in their prime; which really makes most of them difficult to tell apart from one another. A series of very angular, sharp features and angry scowls glaring down from very similar manes of rugged black hair.
"By ancient tradition, whenever a Saiyan completes a task of truly noteworthy brilliance to the Empire, their portrait is hung on this wall for all to admire after their death."
She stopped in front of one of the pictures at random, and saluted the sour-looking man in the frame. "Rest easy, Lord Frazzle, inventor of the meat tube delivery system. We won't see your like again."
The strange woman actually sniffed, and wiped a tear from her eye.
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Post by Cipher 24 on Feb 3, 2016 12:28:16 GMT
So far this tour had started off with some, Erm, interesting information, meat tube? And they ground up both beasts and slaves? The thought caused Porsalynne's artificial stomach to turn. Thank goodness that the Saiyans had refined their palette a bit...right? She moved closer to her daughter protectively, just in case.
Then came the Corridor of Conquerers. Now THIS was what Porsalynne expected to see on a tour. Something about the planet's history, not some oversized meat tunnel. She looked over the various pictures of Saiyan royalty. She hadn't suspected that Saiyans actually painted, or did anything related to art for that matter. If anything, she fgured them more sculptors than painters, carving statues out of stone.
Charlene was looking at he paintings quizzically. "Erm, I think you have some doubles here Miss. No, wait, make that a triple. Either this guy really got around, or they cloned him or something," she spoke up, pointing to a number of paintings which appeared to be of the same Saiyan.
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Post by Tania on Feb 4, 2016 23:11:32 GMT
Tania’s eyebrows furrowed as she started hearing the other tour-goers pipe up and insist that Saiyans most definitely don’t eat pictures. Wh-what? The synthetic pointed meekly at Miss Nuko and was about to open her mouth to dispute them, but she was interrupted by her hair being ruffled by the hybrid in question and her explaining herself. Weird... That definition of a metaphor wasn’t anything like the definition that was in her system. Was that a Saiyan thing too? Or was that also a metaphor like the ‘eating pictures’ thing? But if that explanation of a metaphor was a metaphor, then how did Saiyans use the word metaphor?! Augh! The small child inflated her cheeks out of frustration and decided to just fix the large ribbon in her hair that had become crooked after the tour guide had messed with her hair.
Eventually, Miss Nuko lead them out of the dark passageway and into a more well-lit area that was filled with paintings. Tania briefly puffed her lips out in a pout as the information that Saiyans really did just look at pictures rather than eat them, but she quickly got over it and began to marvel at the regal looking people in the portraits, even if all of them looked grumpy. It even had a cool sounding name! ”Which one is Lord Frazzle?” she asked curiously, that being the only name she had to go off of for the moment.
It was then that Charlene brought up a good point about the pictures that the tour group were looking at. Huh, she hadn’t noticed it at first, but the girl was right. An awful lot of the people in the pictures looked identical. ”Are some of them twins? Uhh... trip-wait... Quadruplets? Quintuplets?” she asked, stumbling over the name as she kept looking around and finding more possible sets of the same Saiyan. ”Oh! Or do they get a picture for each deed?”
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Post by Zoraba on Feb 5, 2016 15:21:20 GMT
Zoraba's eyes scanned the various portraits adorning the walls as did Lise. Both quickly shooting looks at each other. "If this is true, then Zoraba will require a whole room of portraits" the gruff Saiyan nodded his head along as he spoke. "My deeds would allow for this."
The hairy man stepping up to this 'Lord Frazzle' looking up into his painted eyes. His arm shooting up to give a salute to the portrait. "Honor to the meat tube maker" he said, with an actual bit of pride in his voice.
By now Lise's eyes were getting suspicious, squinting at the tour guide as he dug his claw into his walking stick. The bug man being quite the spinner of falsehoods himself he considered if any of this could be believed. This girl, if she was telling a lie, was certainly good at making it feel true though. The false prophet would keep an eye on her more closely, best to watch out for his child considering his rather dense thinking ability.
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Post by Zuni on Feb 9, 2016 17:56:28 GMT
Nuko looked askance at Porsalynne and Tania. "Oh, I see how it is." She said, "You offworlders think all the saiyans look the same, huh? No, no, that's cool, that's totally fine."
There's a huff from the tour guide, and then she clapped both her hands together - a plan was beginning to formulate in her head now, and she flashed a bright smile to Zoraba. "Naturally, Sir, I'm sure your legend will require a whole new wing to be added to the palace! Perhaps even a second palace entirely for yourself!"
If there's one truth that Zuni has always taken to heart regarding saiyans, it is that they are suckers for compliments. So long as she fluffed up their ego, they were unlikely to worry too much about anything else; though this guy in particular didn't seem like he worried about much at all. There probably wasn't room in his head for worries along with all the muscles. A true saiyan through and through.
"Now, this is usually the most popular part of the tour." The guide continued, walking forward, and flinging open the doors to the kitchen.
"BY TRADITION DATING BACK TO THE REIGN OF QUEEN VENNEL THE FIRST."
The bellowing shout was really necessary; the whole kitchen is alive with movement, servants and saiyan employees alike working ridiculously hard to keep food flowing; the palace is full of saiyan dignitaries, after all, and those are people who you do not want to be hungry.
"The Kitchens are considered to be the shared property of all people in good standing with the Saiyan Solar Empire! Since none of you would be here if you weren't, I encourage you to find a snack to keep you going throughout the rest of the tour!"
"WHAT EES THE MEANINGK OF THEESE?!
A purple-skinned, portly alien in a chef's outfit came storming over towards the group, only to be intercepted by Nuko, who wrapped her arm around his shoulder and - insistently - led him away from the others.
"These people are guests of Lord Stormtail." She hissed to the man, "If you don't want to be boiled in a pot, just play along!"
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Feb 28, 2016 7:07:50 GMT
Zuni - 43,458 + 5136 = 48,594 PL.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 10, 2016 7:11:04 GMT
Pin - 1878 PL.
Zoraba - 1387 PL.
Cipher - 753 Z.
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Post by Kaula on Apr 16, 2016 1:32:09 GMT
Tania: 1875 WC 1,781 zeni gains 2,704 > 4,485
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