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Post by Yezi on Mar 4, 2016 17:05:27 GMT
-Heavy Weights On-
The dirty bar was filled with the strippers who danced for a paycheck and the majority of the smell coming from them rather than the alcololic beverages or the scum refugee aliens who smelled like piss and grime. The public bathrooms had the worst appearance and smell. The urine stains became the colors of the floor and walls, and the feces became the smell in the air and in the toilets which couldn't flush it down. Taking a much rather long piss than usual in a bathroom stall and letting out a grand whistle of pleasure to him and annoyance of others. The only functional toilet let out a loud flush throughout the public restroom and the outside bar to those who were near it. Upon leaving the bathroom after washing his hands, a big husky pig humanoid bumping into Yu while leaving. Yu grabbing onto the man's shoulder and speaking to him. "I believe you owe me an apology."
The towering individual at 6'0ft and weighing at 450lbs of mostly fat, turning around to look down at Yu Yezi and let out a chuckle. His dirty dusk kept dropping pieces of food as he spoke. "The only thing that I owe you is a beat down." The pig hurling his fist directly at Yu, who took the full right hook of the pig, which caused him to fly at a nearby table of six individuals who were mercenary outlaws enjoying their meals. Upon clashing on their glasses and the drinks now spilling over the table and floor, the six individuals now rising to their feet as Yu now lays there on the now destroyed wooden table. Yu's eyes became a flaring red, his sinister evil self started to take over as his two front canine teeth became sharp like claws. A scream and aura released from his body as he exploded into a rage as he rose to his feet. The huge amount of force pushing all of the six individuals to nearby walls, tables, chairs, and even behind the bar. The six individuals now rising to their feet and leaving the bar in a panic, along with other refugees. The pig now taking his run over to Yu, who immediately grabbed his fist and quickly flipping him over and snapping his wrist completely. An evil laugh consumed him and the loudness in his voice started to scare the pig who now started to sweat heavily. The pig asking for forgiveness, but the ship as already sailed and the pig was left with all of his limbs broken, and severe bruises were left in vital spots. Yu walking over to the bartender and finishing his beverage. The pig will pay for my bill. Yu now sitting at the corner of the bar in the booth section as he now holds a new beverage of alcohol in his right hand and with a smirk, drinks it calmly.
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Post by Friion on Mar 5, 2016 6:05:21 GMT
''Oft times I truly do wonder what drives me to endeavors such as these,'' the Arcosian remarked to particularly nobody. He had made rounds at two of the academies within Friezaton, and the results of his scouting were...well, less than spectacular. With so much of Arcose's military diminished, inexperienced greenhorns were tossed into the positions of trainers and mentors, teaching even newer and greener recruits what few things they knew to be effective. It was a dreadful thing to watch. Regardless, he had spotted some small sparks of potential in a few after he revealed who he was, and why he was sitting in on so many sparring sessions to observe. It had been quite an uneventful and long day otherwise, and the point had far passed where he first decided to get a bit creative and unconventional. That would be the reason he was walking through a rattier section of the outskirts of the booming city, his frown of disgust revealing itself what seemed like every couple of simple steps. Everywhere he turned his head to look was another bar or club of some kind; while it was somewhat appalling, he did take the good with the bad. There was as much opportunity to find suitable recruits here as there were in the official academies, at least. The thing that was surely true was it couldn't have been much worse of a place to scout. A lot of the people around here had probably been involved in an actual fight before instead of just sparring matches, anyway.
Places like this tended to breed a different kind of fighter. While academy-trained fighters were more versed in doctrines, formations, and training rigorously away to perfect those one or two moves they fell short on that every other recruit had access to, the fighters you found in seedier parts of town were survivors, if nothing else. They hardly ever fought pretty, but they did get results. Self-teaching could be effective in a lot of situations, making a warrior unpredictable. While he hadn't stopped into any of the businesses as of yet, he'd seen enough brawls just from peeking through the windows of establishments as he passed by. Nothing stood out, though; these were just typical bar scuffles fueled by bad tempers and hard liquor. Just when he thought he'd have another uneventful experience, he heard a resounding crash and ruckus from a bar around the corner. His curiosity piqued, he smirked to himself and lashed his tail passively behind him as he rounded the corner, giving the front door a good push. The scene inside was nothing short of amusing. A handful of patrons were strewn about the area amidst a few articles of broken furniture, and one lowlife in particular, a very tall and very wide pig...thing, glanced dizzily up at him, beaten and broken. He didn't seem to know where he was anymore.
As the yesterday's garbage of a brute reached out and clamped onto his leg with a whimper, he'd shake the hand off, stomp it to the ground, and then raise the same leg and deliver a swift rebuttal right across the pig's jaw, flopping his fat body right over onto its back with a painful, weakened groan in response. The Arcosian was in his Suppressed state, so the scene probably looked amusing. While he wasn't interested in whatever swill this dump was probably dishing out, he'd take a gamble for a way into a conversation with what seemed to be the only conscious figure (other than the dancers and bartender) in the establishment. Being too short to reach the counter, he quietly and pointedly claimed a stool to sit on. Coiling his tail around his body, he'd withdraw some zeni. ''New blood, yeh? Whaddaya havin'?'' ''I'll try whatever the stranger's having. Flooring a room full of peasants and being able to level yourself that quickly? That must be some drink he's enjoying.'' ''Feh! I think y'might wanna reconsider. You uppity Arcosian types ain't gonna find no fancy wines here, y'hear? I only deal out brew that kicks.'' ''Oh? And if I don't have a drink in my hand in thirty seconds, i'm going to stomp whatever's in that thick skull of yours into brew. Don't get smart with me. Let's have it.'' Blinking at the hostile response, the bartender kept his head down with a smirk. It must have surprised him to see an Arcosian that didn't dance around conversations with politics and nonsense. Sliding the drink the short distance across the counter, Friion would slide the payment across in return.
''I take it this is your handiwork, then.'' He offered a casual nod to the stranger to his right, accentuating with a strong gulp of his beverage. He contained the urge to coil his tail tighter at the sting. Now that he was close, he could make out more of the stranger's features. He was clearly Brenchian, and that wasn't a bad thing.
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Post by Yezi on Mar 5, 2016 7:02:33 GMT
His eyes darted directly to the entrance of the bar, an arcosian walked in. Yu's eyes widen for a brief moment as he thought the arcosian was Taiga. However, the features between the two didn't match at all. Yu continuing to sip his beverage as the Arocsian took his seat and also had a beverage. The arcosian spoke to him addressing that if he had caused all the drama that unfolded. Staring at the broken furniture, and the pig, he smirked and nodded to the arcosian. Yu then rose from his booth and took his walk over to the Arcosian and sat next to him and the arcosian being on his left side. Yu now spoke to the arcosian with interest.
"At first I thought you were Taiga, an Arcosian who fought hard and gave his life during the fall of the Arcosian Empire... I fought along side him..His right hand.. My twin sister had escaped Kananassa just in time before things got ugly when the saiyans arrived. I was but a fool to think that I could fight a saiyan who clearly outclassed me... I received a scar on my gut and a much bigger scar on my chest. The gut scar being the size of a fist, while the chest scar being the size of a melon. I ended up also dying that day...The Arcosian Empire has fallen.... refugees from the war fight each other to stay alive.. I met my ultimate demised when I tried to play the system in hell...Entering the forgotten zone... I lost the power I had obtained.... Now I am just a shell of my former self. Weak.. and slowly growing by the day. I tell you my tale, because I have been lonely...I even get flashbacks of my death.."
Yu completely shattering the glass cup in his hand as the liquid now consumes his fist. Yu speaking to the bartender.
"Another one.."
The bartender nodded and cleaned Yu's mess up right away and gave him another beverage as Yu started consuming it immediately. A sigh released from Yu's mouth as he knew that the world is just a battleground. You either are on the winning side or losing side.
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Post by Friion on Mar 6, 2016 17:03:59 GMT
Thinking about his entry, he called the Brench-seijin's eyes meeting his own with an uncertain familiarity. He knew he hadn't met the man anywhere else; perhaps it was some sort of half-sure recollection? Memories, possibly, of another of his kind that had fallen? It wasn't an uncommon story anymore. The might of the Super Saiyans had all but crushed the once all-powerful Arcosian race, and more of the golden monkeys were popping up out of the woodwork by the mark of a week. Regardless, he had received his confirmation that the Brench-seijin was indeed responsible for the outcome of the brawl, much like he had assumed. He had cast away his confused and curious responsive look to the stranger and had taken to ''enjoying'' his drink of hard swill. He kept himself calm as the stranger approached from his booth and took a comfortable spot to his right; if he had wanted to try something sinister, he'd have done it by now. Not only that, but that would have been quite an unwise move, to say the least. Brenchians were a tough and hardy military-focused race, but even the smallest of them knew the potential of the weakest looking Arcosian. It seemed, however, the stranger had been itching for a fight up until he trashed the entirety of the bar and then some. He painted himself impressed by the handiwork, in all honesty.
''Taiga.'' He would repeat. The name struck him with a sense of familiarity. while Arcosians fought side by side on rare occasions, it was even more uncommon for them to mingle. They were much too uppity and praising of their loyalty to the bloodline they were cut from; prideful, even. It was a difficult road to feel a sense of equality and camaraderie to another of the species. Nevertheless, the name stuck to his tongue like glue. It sounded so damned familiar. He would keep quiet and let the Brench-seijin share the full details of his story, and quite honestly it sounded as if he had been through quite an ordeal. Serving as the right hand of an Arcosian during the fall of Arcose, while Friion was in the outskirts of orbit fighting off early-opened Attack Pods. Apparently he had engaged a monkey far above his level and paid for it; the stranger's story was that he had visited a world beyond the normal one. Well, one of the two, anyway; the lower one. It was an interesting piece of information to hear; he wanted to doubt the man, but the emotion and sternness in his voice stressed he was telling the truth. Could there really be a Heaven and Hell beyond this world? Could this Brench-seijin truly have felt the ashen soil of the Underworld upon his boots? It seemed so outlandish, but Friion wanted to believe him, and so he did.
Sipping his drink casually as he took in every detail of the story, he would coil his tail a little looser and relax as the alcohol began to kick in. ''While I cannot sympathize on a personal level of what you have been through, I can at least say I believe you.'' He would begin. Attempting to keep up, he would drain the last of his liquor down his throat and tap the counter with his index and middle finger, signaling he'd start a tab and that he wanted a refill. ''My name is Friion. I'm a recent escapee from the Saiyan super-prison, called Knutts. I fled to my safety, and I met with the stand-in council to become Captain of the remaining armed forces of Arcose. I've made an elite unit called the Friion Force, modeled after the Special Forces of generations and generations still of an elite military unit whom answered only to the sovereign of our Empire. During the ''Fall'', Which of course meant the sacking of Arcose, ''I was stationed in shallow orbit, fighting off Saiyans attempting entry to Arcose. Eventually I was overwhelmed and captured, and only recently have returned. I must say, I admire the work i'm seeing from you so far. My primary directive is to gather funding from the stand-in council by recruiting promising soldiers to my cause.''
Taking another hard gulp which this time made his tail coil, he'd roughly plant his drink back on the counter if only to distance himself a bit from the swill.
''And I must say, your skills have me intrigued. Sometimes, the most promising fighters do not adhere to these...academies. They learn to fight as a means of survival, such as in places and environs like these. It is a quite different form of combat, and one that can be of great effect on the field of battle. While an academic fighter drills combat moves over and over like a broken record, a free-form fighter learns very quickly what works and what does not.''
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Post by Yezi on Mar 6, 2016 17:26:59 GMT
-Heavy Weights On-
Yu chuckling right off the bat after hearing his life few words.
"I was in the academy... I was the child who got sent to the institution for the insane and because of that... I missed many good years with my friends and the academy... I was bullied but got my rightful revenge later on in life... I will join your squad... However... Your current power level just like mine.. isn't strong enough to take down any of the saiyans that I came across... If we truly want to survive... Being on this planet is our best bet... Expand our forces on this planet.."
Yu rising from his seat and finishing his glass of alcohol as he forms his explosive knife in his right hand and immediately hurls it at the bartender's neck. The explosion only killing the bartender upon impact and the alcohol on the shelves shattering and pieces of glass on the ground. Yu now walking to the back of the bar room and steals the bartender's black hood cloak. The rain starting to come down heavy as Yu puts the hood on and just before leaving he smirks back at the arcosian and speaks to him.
"Hopefully... you won't die like my former boss...and by the way.. that bartender was a witness to our conversation. We don't leave any alive..Even the most unnoticeable person can become a threat... Learned that at the academy. We will part ways for now... We will meet once again via scouters.."
Yu giving him a salute and leaving the bar and flying into the sky and becoming nothing but a spec afterwards.
TWC:1,130
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