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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 18:14:13 GMT
You know, With kids mostly running around this stall in this area, having nobody to really enjoy yourself with, Ayumu has been groaning lately. Unbeknowest that even the most stupid ideas lately have not worked, making a pork day, creating a gigantic candy cane the size of a sky scraper and even attempting to melt people their brains with puddings. Yet today was his final chance at attempting to bring himself up to a conversational partner, a simple sign hanging outside of his stall called "the oni's resting place". "Any who may dare to take enjoyment out of the fine refinements of alcohol, come today and challenge Ayumu himself to a drinking contest! All winners will have a year long supply of alcohol granted to them along with a mythical item of unknown proportions! But are you willing to take chance!?" Was written in thick letters on the front of the building, the sign having been carved rather recently and still holding that fresh scent, small carvings on the wood showing that it was used for other messages in the past as just a layer would be shaved off and new letters would be ingraved everytime. Yet the powerlevel inside, for people who would attempt to sense it was rather low, at a exact 0, yet still able to be sensed. But who would be okay with challenging this man today?! Come challenger, bring forth your strongest kidneys as this will hit you like a uppercut from the titans themselves! Tomare [stall bonus]
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Post by Tomare on Jan 31, 2016 18:32:17 GMT
Tomare placed her arms across her chest as she walked into the village. She visited the village every few weeks to stock up on goods she cannot produce. Goods such as.. well, alcohol. She had recently misplaced a bottle of whiskey she had been drinking from for the last few weeks, and she wasn't to happy about this. She didn't mind coming to the village, the people were nice and the goods were cheap.
Tomare had walked for a bit before her eyes looked to the sign. Someone was taking challengers for a drinking contest?.. Tomare would have just walked away but the prize caught her attention. Free alcohol for a year? Tomare couldn't pass up this chance. With a small sigh, the Saiyan slowly aporoaches the stall, her tail waving lightly in the soft wind. "I would like to challenge Ayumu to the drinking contest."
Tomare smiled softly to the man at the stall. She was preparing herself for this.. mentally, not physically.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 18:46:39 GMT
While you walked in, asking to challenge the humanoid called Ayumu with the determination of a true saiyan. You saw him looking at you, his eyes checking you from top to bottom before smirking softly and asking happily.
"So! What was your taste in alcohol? we have sake, whiskey, flavoured sake and whiskey or other specific drinks? We had a overproduction on our stall due to finding a few certain herbs that help us dilute the time to mere weeks!"
Laughing loudly, while giving away the secrets of his brewing stand he simply grasped his hands together while not giving a single moment of quiet in this little stall that was decorated rather shabbily, with punks having kicked pieces of lately in a large amount of choice of where to break a new piece of again. Never offering him a single chance to simply stand still happily, yet even with all these obvious signs of damage he still nodded while simply holding out a long piece of paper and tapping on a part that spoke of how neither of the two in the drinking contest would attempt to break the rules by doing anything to the unconscious one that lost. It is just a tournament, we do not wish to harm each other, do we? Was easily visible in the expression of this old man. Yet within the constraints of his mind he was rather distracted by the knowledge of having multiple people that were gone from his shop while asking you softly.
"Why exactly have you chosen to engage in this challenge anyway if you were willing to explain to me? Surely nobody forced you to try do this right? I know the punks in this neighbourhood have done some bad things... But if they had done that i would not be able to contain my anger!"
Simply gritting his teeth, as you heard the churning before simply walking to the back, lighting a small incence stick as the scent of sakura leaves started to be spread about while simply checking through his collection and speaking happily.
"So whenever you are ready, call a drink and we shall fight!"
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Post by Tomare on Jan 31, 2016 19:01:13 GMT
Tomare tapped her chin at his question about what alcohol she preferred. Any would work with her.. but she went with the one she was most familiar with: Whiskey. The first sip of alcohol she ever took was from Whiskey, so it was her best bet for this. "Whiskey is okay with me. It's my favorite drink."
Tomare would let out a low chuckle at his laugh. This man seemed.. pretty old. But if the man said he was up to it, then he is up to it. She wouldn't question it. She just wanted the year supply.. it was something she needed. Even if Whiskey at the village was cheap, she could save her zeni and trade goods for other things. Tomare nodded as she saw the rule, she wouldn't do anything to him.. it's just not like her.
Tomare looked to the man as he asked his question, and afterwards.. she replied. "Well, no punks are going to convince me to do anything. I am here for the year supply of alcohol. I't would save me trade goods and zeni if I won here today. I't would also save my time.. giving me more time to train and hun" Tomare smiled lightly as she watched him walk back into the stall.
Now, her smile turned to a light grin. "I'm ready for my first bottle of Whiskey!"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 19:11:49 GMT
While giving a answer about Whiskey being your most favourite drink he simply let out a content sigh and started to bring up a few large bottles of the drink on the table and spoke softly.
"You wish for Uisce... That is interesting~ It was once called the water of life you know? But in the past the original spelling wasn't Whiskey, as i can hear you pronounce that e, it was whisky untill in the later years of its production other countries started to pronounce it with an extra E y'know?"
Simply moving his hand to remove the top of the bottles, each had entire litre in their finely made glass coverings as he simply made his hand run down the entire form, the original rectangle bottom while going up in a single bottle neck was quite common on the bottles made for this specific product as he stored away the paper you had signed contently.
"Have at it!"
He spoke, almost like a challenging answer while... Where are the cups was the first question that was brought up in this scenario untill your eyes would be drawn to the drinking sounds made by him as he was busy downing the entire bottle, with a faint blush becoming visible on his face while placing down the bottle on the table and simply awaiting for you to do the same while speaking happily.
"Like a burn that travels through the body, Uisce always is one hell of a good blow to the system you know? The raw taste with its brutal companion should show you that this isn't just your normal Uisce!, It is what you may call a mix of the past brewings and the current additions that they have tossed in! If somebody were to preach a recipe, they have to be loyal to its core and follow it for every step!"
While starting to move his hands down the counter and taking out two more bottles, their colour slowly reflecting the sun that was shining in from outside, even in the winter it was a pretty cool weather here. With a soft breeze as the warm rays of the sun constantly kept us warm on just the right level while the white t-shirt of Ayumu had a few burn markings on it along with bandages underneath it becoming visible. Suddenly causing the realization of him taking the challenge while being wounded? Some of the bandages slowly becoming red as he stretched his body, putting a small amount of force on his wounded abdomen while simply preparing to remove the tips of the whisky bottles that were placed on the table for the second down. Would she be able to down an entire bottle just like him or would she take it slow?, It seems that Ayumu himself is enjoying the drink going down his body rather well while simply feeling delight in the burning after flavour of this powerfull drink. Yet how many bottles would he be able to handle with his face already showing a flush?
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Post by Tomare on Jan 31, 2016 19:35:55 GMT
Tomare only nodded at him, not really interested in the history of how Whiskey was spelled or pronounced.. she only liked the taste. The Saiyan woman watched the other pull two bottles, she assumed one was for her and one was for him. She assumed right. She slowly licked her lips as she took hold of the bottle, looking at it with thirsty eyes.
Tomare heard his words and was caught off guard by the speed he finished the bottle with. But.. this just made her grin grow wider. She was ready for this challenge, even though she may lose.. after his words , she nodded to him. "Mhm, Whiskey is definetly the water of life. I hope you can keep up." With a low chuckle, she began chugging her bottle. She did this at about the same speed as the older male..
She laid the empty bottle down, her cheeks a light red now. She was already tipsy.. this was a bad sign for her. Most likely, she would lose. Now, her tail sways more than it was before. This is going to be interesting..
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 19:49:40 GMT
While your words of intimidation were a good strike towards him, he simply laughed and using his hand to perfectly slice of the top of the bottle while smirking towards you and speaking softly.
"Then continue! Show me your determination to drink the water of life! But dont you dare go down without showing the real fighting spirit of a saiyan right?!"
Simply grabbing the large bottle and gulping it down again, using his finger to hide the inscription that spoke of 1.5 litres, was he increasing the size secretly of both the drinks? No, You could easily see that he has increased his own while keeping yours at 1! Was Ayumu honestly planning to lose this match!?
"Come on! Show me your whiskey pride! As somebody who also loves it you wont let me down by passing out already? You know what, let us raise the stakes even more!"
Simply slamming his hand down on the table, you saw the serious attitude he had in his eyes, almost as sharp as a knife itself.
"If you manage to defeat me you will get free whiskey at my stall for whenever you wish too! But if you lose, you will help me get my grandchildren back okay? I just miss those lil guys that always looked up to their grandfather... i just want to stop seeing their crying faces asking for their mother as she has slit her own neck due to the criminals pumping her full of drugs..."
Simply looking down upon the table, Ayumu his eyes were sorrowfull for a moment while starting to gulp down the entire contents, not a single stripe of whisky running down his cheek while pointing towards you and smirking. His blush growing stronger while speaking his mind honestly, bluntly and like somebody who knew what he wanted.
"Like a true warrior, simply work under me for a short period of time compared to the endless expanse of time to help me with this goal! That much is nothing compared to the things you are capable of right?"
Knowing that the alcohol its effect that was visible on your facial expression was enough to give away that he could pull this and have a yes, maybe she would even raise the stakes even higher, because why not! All the brakes were off and the alcohol was flowing freely, although his eyes simply moved down to the table again, putting a larger bottle down this time, your next drink already being prepared along with his as it shimmered softly. But for others it was known as something that would destroy their liver, a 2 litre bottle of this drink that had its faint fruity scent spread in the room. At 70% alcohol it was known to be a dangerous example to be placed infront of a normal drinker, yet would somebody who truely loved alcohol back down from this challenge? From this challenge from the waters of life itself that were presented before you?!
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Post by Tomare on Jan 31, 2016 20:05:44 GMT
Tomare just grinned, looking at the second bottle that she would drink. She noticed the number on his bottle, but pushed it to the side. She didn't care that he was increasing his while keeping hers the same. She began drinking her new bottle, taking in a good amount with each gulp. But.. this time, she could not finish it in one drink. She pulls the bottle away from her pale lips as he begins speaking of how the stakes would be raised.
She listens carefully.. then nods in agreement."I agree with these terms. If I win, I can get alcohol from you whenever.. if I lose, I help you find your grandchildren. As well as the original terms. And for all I know, you're much stronger than me." Tomare said this before finishing off her second bottle, finishing it in only a few gulps. Her cheeks began brightening...
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 20:22:01 GMT
While you agreed with the terms, you saw him simply stare at you as you would see him mellowing out after every time he gulped down a thing, while you were slowly wittled down with your defences. It was time to pull out drastic measures as you knew that everytime a drink was finished by either of you and you got in the lead a new bottle would instantly be opened and drunk. Yet he stared at you and spoke happily.
"Ayumu is my name, what is yours?, I havent seen such a face on a saiyan yet, cant say its unpleasant, far away from it even"
Jokingly teasing towards you while starting to bring his thoughts on a straight line to learn more about this person infront of him. With a single misstep he could have been executed untill he then heard the words of you are stronger. Raising a eyebrow while his powerlevel at a solid 0, was still apparant while speaking softly.
"How are you able to know something like that? I have seen people that constantly guess levels of numbers that they are strong and mostly do end up stronger, with a Ryashi that works under me called Mica also able to well, sense this"
Before starting to realize that it may have been a numerical sensing power that could bring out the knowledge of power within the person as he opened his mouth in shock before grasping at his head, the wound on his torso having made him weaker and this challenge a possibility. The real drinkers had gone to a small establishment today, but he was here to replace them, to let them take a break with their livers yet having the punks stab him while he could not pull a single finger towards them made him worried before speaking softly.
"I have not complimented you enough then... You have noticed it from my way of handling a blunt knife then and the way i do not waste my movements, it is true, i have a power that could be a challenge to yours... But that would be a lie. I do not believe in such numbers deciding the fate of who is stronger or weaker, but knowing the stare within your eyes, trying to simply gaze on the river in the depth i know that you are a saiyan of true power. Just let me tell you that your future is brighter than a supersaiyan, i know this because i have had my hands in many situations in the past"
Simply lifting up the bottle and gulping it down swiftly before you would see him bring up a large number of bottles and smirking widely at you, that flush covering his face while slowly pulling away, you had to go hard if you wanted to beat him. But would you be able to last?, That was the question that was placed before us today and may even crumble upon us like a tidal wave of whisky.
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Post by Tomare on Jan 31, 2016 20:40:07 GMT
Tomare assumed that the other's name was this, because it said the name on the sign advertising the contest. She would have a crooked smile cross her lips at his little compliment. "The names Tomare.. or Mystic Tail. You can call me whichever you please."
She now listened to his little speech about how she could knkw his strength. Tomare's smiled straightened out before she replied to it. "I have met many other who had surpassed me in strength. It is just a guess.. for all I know, you could have a powerlevel 100.. or one of 100,000. I do not know without my scouter."
As Tomare listened to his words after the little speech, she would gulp down her third bottle.. her cheeks lighting up more. She wasn't dizzy.. so she was doing well now. The empty bottle was laid onto the table, Tomare lets out a small burp followed by a giggle. "I'm.. ready for another Ayumu." Tomare now had another grin on her face.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 31, 2016 20:59:46 GMT
Simply repeating the name "Mystic tail" and "Tomare", Ayumu felt a soft smile coming over his face, happy to know a name with a ring that was so rather fine. Opening his mouth to speak his honest opinion, every answer was filled with his determination albeit a bit filled with a drunken undertone.
"Tomare... That means Stop... Yet i am not really certain people will be able to put a stop to the strenght that you have building up within you dont you? The scouter that is able to scan for these sources will never be able to truely give the power within you a clear indicator. Always moving forwards like a unstoppable tsunami~"
Saying the last few words with a content ring of his own, he simply started to gulp down two more bottles, his body starting to wiggle while trying to let these rapid drinks flow down his body, to make certain they wouldn't knock him out he had to put some distance between himself and her, or else things may end up wrongly. Taking a few deep breaths he stared forwards and rummaged through his bottles before taking out a small box with a few crystalized gauntlets visible in them, yet upon touch you could see their outer appearance changing lightly, as if they became a skin tight glove with the fingers free for a warrior that resized towards your hand while colouring into a colour you would prefer. When engaging in a battle it would cause the entire lower arm to be surrounded in thick crystals letting you fight with a spiked protection covering your arms, yet from the item itself you could feel some sort of sentience possibly while he softly spoke.
"I may have been doing this because i was feeling sentimental... But you know, you remind me of somebody i met earlier, also quite a furious little fire that would not be extinguished by anything in his path, many flames that i have tried to ignite into a blazing fire... Yet would you be able to accept this old family artifact of mine?, A family member of mine used to visit the underground fighting tournaments with this weapon and won six times in a row before losing his life at the side of the street. A true warrior that was renowed for his dirty tactics yet his fighting style was filled with his pride, never going down to protect those who he cared for or wished to protect and keep safe..."
Before simply coughing to himself, he simply shook his head and slowly moved them towards you on the table, his eyes having a deep burning passion within them as he simply looked down upon your body once more and spoke.
"You have seen my gaze go over that splendid body of yours, your muscles finely tuned for these tactics that keep you alive, these knuckles of yours that have met many opponents as you kept striving to become the best. But would you be able to promise me to always keep humans, saiyans, halfbreeds, namekians... Just... Give every race a chance and dont protect those your boss tell you too. Protect those you find worthy to protect, those you truely want to protect yourself, there is more than one side to a coin. Because his name was the Mystic tail too."
While simply leaning back... Knowing you had to finish two bottles still!
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Post by Otto on Feb 3, 2016 2:48:43 GMT
Nostalgic AyumuYour word count was 2649 You gain 3,790 zeni (shop/human applied) 3,790+6,591= 10,381 z TomareYour word count was 895 You gain 910z 4,785+910= 5695 z
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