Stealth Mode [BP][DONEZO]

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" There it is... "

A small saiyan peered through some of Earth's bushes, staring down a small gas station. Parting a gap in the bush he was hiding in with the palms of his hands, the tailed boy poked his brown-haired head out from the foliage. The station was coated in white paint, and had a roof jutting out over the ground, protecting some land and the gas pumps from the light drizzle of rain that was dripping dripping down like a leaky faucet from the gray, puffy clouds above. Several signs advertising some products were posted up on the walls, along with some graffiti of rather... crude images. There was a sign plastered against the door with a "X" over a picture of what appeared to be a tailed human- a saiyan, upon closer examination. There were the bold letters "WE DO NOT SERVE SAIYANS" above the illustration. The sight just caused the hidden Saiyan to huff. The tiny male quickly retreated back into the bush, sitting down inside the vegetation that shielded him from the rain.

"An Earthling supply deport." He crossed his arms, looking in the direction of the building. He had a mission, and he could not fail this time. Last time he tried getting some decant food, he ended up being kicked out of the store. How could he have known he couldn't exchange the food he harvested in the forest couldn't be traded for some other snacks? This was the most seculded store he could find- but they still seemed salty due to their invasion from oh so long ago.

The three-and-a-half foot tall boy turned to a small spherical robot sitting patiently on the ground beside him. The robotic orb beeped, the liquid fuel inside it sloshing around as it vibrated a little. "Alright. You are my last functioning Plexbit." The Plexbit, as he called the tiny drone, stood up on it's four peg legs, seemingly staring at the saiyan in front of it. "Your mission is critical. If you fail, we're ruined." The saiyan's long brown tail swished around behind him, before coming into a resting position around his waist. "I know I did not devise you with weaponry or defense systems like the others... and we know how that worked out." His previous drones had been destroyed in a fight with some earthlings. The humans and those walking, talking animals around these parts were clearly NOT fond of Saiyans. Many humans in the suburbs did not mind his presence to the point of wanting him dead "But I know I made your AI intelligent, not like the others. You're my best chance at this. I know you can do this, or my name isn't Capper Hofferson!" The drone looked at it's creator with it's grand total of one blank expression as he raised an arm, a confident smile on his face which quickly vanished. " Sorry, that was stupid. We both know it's kinda hard to be confident when you're this average." Capper shrugged with another weak smile at his excuse for a self-depreciating joke. Sighing, the engineer looked down at his drone with a glum expression. "...Geez, why couldn't I find the parts for a voice box for you?" "...Bweeep." To be honest, it would be nice to have somebody to talk to at this point. The only thing keeping him sane on the blue marble, Earth, was his journal. Capper had wrote so many entries in there he had to glue more pages in to record his time on the planet. He had to vent somewhere. Picking up the tiny droid in the palm of his hand, Capper let the spider-like sphere climb around his hand. Would it really be able to pull off a stealth mission like this? Maybe he should have programmed some chameleon skin on this one for camouflage. But since the majority of the Earth was blue, he figured a blue color would be the best camo for the small droid.

"Our survival is dependent on this mission. If you fail, I'm done for. Now, go." The little spherical droid raise it's front leg, forming a quick salute to it's creator. Capper gave the little droid a quick two-fingered salute, watching as it hopped of his arm and climbed through the bushes. now he could only wait and hope it would be back soon. Capper sighed, leaning against the small trunk of the bush. His stomach roared in hunger- he hadn't eaten anything for a good twelve hours now, and he remembered reading that saiyans couldn't go without food for three days, whereas a earthling could go three weeks. He was parched and starving- it hurt to stand up and sit down with his stomach's growls and pain. The Earthlings were no help either. Most either ran away in fear from the weak saiyan, gave him an evil eye, or chased him out of their territory. 

The only person he could trust was himself at this point, but Capper always could never shake off the feeling that he was fighting a hopeless battle. The thought of home caused a glum expression to wipe across the saiyan teen's face. The tiny boy brought his knees up to his chest, letting out a quick sigh. His parents more than likely thought he died in the invasion. But even if he was truly dead, would they even miss him? Capper never really felt like he even deserved the roof over his head back home. He was probably just a burden to his parents- a waste of their money that they could be spending to get a better house or something. No. No, that wasn't right! Capper's father cared about him more than anyone else, like he always said, right? It was hard to believe someone would care about him at this point, but the saiyan boy had not given up on finding a way to get back to Vegeta or find a way to tell them that he's alive and needs rescue. It had been a hard year or so since the invasion, but maybe being by himself was what he deserved. Capper tried to fight off his negative thinking, but it was all too much when he was by himself. Nuzzling his head between his legs, which were shoved against his chest, the saiyan just closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

Before he could drift off into sleep, a few buzzes and beeps ringing in his ears. The sound of tiny metallic footsteps circled the curled up saiyan, causing him to raise his head up and peer out to see what the ruckus was. "Plexbit! Y-You're back!" Capper's voice was filled with a mixture of shock and relief. Furrowing his brow, the saiyan glared at the tiny robot, snarling as his voice raised in anger. "WHAT TOOK YOU?! I'm out here STARVING to death and you decide to... to... Okay, what happened to you?" Next came confusion in the teen's rainbow of emotions. There was a bumper sticker plastered to the robot's side, and a pair of black sunglasses covered it's nonexistent eyes. It even had a hat with soda cans attached to the side, complete with straws and some text on the front that said "Number #1" It was holding a small bag of chips against it's body with one of it's robotic limbs. "Please tell me you at LEAST completed your mission." In response, the droid beeped and scurried off into the bush, promptly dragging out a platic bag. "Okay, now let's see what we have here..." Inside the bag were plenty of goodies, causing the saiyan's tail to wag to and fro. Chips, candy, and many other goodies available at the convenience store had been placed in the bag. "Hah, you see! I knew we could do this! I had no doubts!" The robot had no face, but Capper could tell it didn't believe him. It scurried off into the bushes once more, causing Capper to raise a brow. What else could it have- OHHHHHHHH BOY. Capper admittably squeaked a little when the robot dragged over several more bags, filled with all sorts of goodies. A small sundae was also balanced atop the droid. "Oh man, you really know how to cheer a guy up!... If only I had the parts to give you a digestive fluid and compost. But we're going to work on that voice box, for sure." 

The droid beeped and nuzzled up to it's creator, climbing onto his lap and sitting down. "Bwee?" "Capper could detect something in the robot's beeps. Was it concern? He had programmed it with intelligence and emotion. A brief look of surprise flashed across Capper's face, but he forced a nervous smile and tried to dismiss the robot's apparent concerns for it's creator. "What? No. I'm fine! I wasn't... crying or anything, that's ridicullloooous!" Capper tried to laugh it off, but sighed and spoke up once more. "Yup. It's kinda hard with nobody around besides you. And you can't even talk! I swear I'm thiiiiiis close to loosing my mind on this stupid planet." Capper made a small gap between his fingers, signalling how close he was to snapping and loosing his sanity. Looking up at the sky above as the first stars began to appear in the night sky, the lost saiyan spoke up once more. "I hope mum and dad are okay. They're cool, I'm sure they'll love you! But... I kinda just wanna go home. I miss them." Shaking his head, Capper picked up the small droid, giving it a quick nod. "But let's head back to base. Let's make the best of it here, kay?"

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A quick short and sweet solo for my first character, Capper. Solos and whatnot are NOT my strong point in my opinion. I just decided to do something short for now. I'd like to request for Capper to start with a power level of 20, and for his starting 500 Zeni to be used to buy a Green Visor Scouter. Convert his gains from this to Zeni instead of Power Level, if possible. Thanks for reading my cruddy writing the whole way through!

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