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Post by Capper Hofferson on Sept 11, 2016 13:23:41 GMT
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TAGS:OOC NOTES: A quick starter, I suppose. I'm not the best at starting threads, but hey, I tried.
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TRUE TAILS
Dawn had spread it's light over the East Capitol, a light glow coating the sky and lands below. Some light inside the many buildings flickered on in the early morning glow- a few early bird earthlings seemed to be getting to work. Very few cars populated the normally bustling streets, and a faint morning fog was looming in the sky. Dewdrops covered the grass in the parks, and there was little noise aside from the occasional car rushing by, or the faint pitter-patter of footsteps in the streets.
A certain tiny Saiyan had decided to make one of his food-runs to the neaby city. He had set up camp in the nearby Bamboo Forest, but he was running quite low on food in there. Plus, berries and the occasional wild catch didn't always do- Saiyans had quite the appetite, and even a tiny Saiyan like Capper was no exception. He had to get SOMETHING in his stomach soon!
The technician had mainly began to traverse the city through the alleys. He didn't like being alone, but perhaps being alone in an alley was the best thing in the setting. He had run into some creepy folks every now and then, but his Saiyan stamina never failed him yet, despite his very low Power Level.
Snooping through another alley, the tiny saiyan grabbed his stomach as a loud growl eminated from it. Sighing, he slid some Zeni he had compiled into his pocket, walking down the dark alley. Spotting some light up ahead, the little Saiyan walked up the the alleyway's exit, peering around the corner to take a look at his surroundings. A large road was paved in front, with a sidewalk beside it. It appeared to be at an intersection of sorts, but the only stores nearby were a fancy clothes store and a video game shop. Capper liked the virtual games, but he lacked wifi, a TV, electicity, and a lot more at his makeshift home back in the woods. Poking his head out a little more to double check for a food department, the little saiyan engineer stepped out into the street, his body bathed in the morning light. In his hunger and quest for food, he had completely forgotten that anyone could spot him out here! |
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Post by Ramina on Sept 11, 2016 13:41:48 GMT
Ramina was still fast asleep, the zoan in a black nightgown as she slept in the apartment above the family-run store. It was tiring with Ramina being the only one running the store; and its popularity was no laughing matter. Her dreams were interrupted by a loud honk of a car, another rude customer that was too impatient for the store to open in another few hours. They honked again, and the feline put her pillow over her head. Today was not going very well at all, semi frustration of the Zoan was rising. Another honk caused the zoanthrope to storm over to the window and yowl at the human in the car. "KEEP YOUR PANTS ON, THE STORE'S NOT OPEN FOR A REASON!" And slammed the window soon after, thankfully not damaging the window.
She was awake now, and growled quietly to herself as she hopped in the shower to prepare herself for the day ahead. After washing all of her fur, she rummaged for her daily outfit. A black V-neck shirt with a knee-length pleated skirt fit her well; as the feminine humanoid slid on matching heels. The heels were barely two inches; and the sliver cat liked it that way. She would go down the stairs; flicking the lights on in her store and deactivating the traps that kicked on overnight. It was shortly after dawn still, and the cat got to work arranging all of the displays for the day.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 11, 2016 15:19:23 GMT
Thread pl: 5113 Heavy weights Active! Power Level 1278
The noises of a waking city were a symphony to Rafar's tired ears. Ever since Tourit's tournament had been announced he had been training day and night so that he could even come close to competing. The tournament was important, if he did well, he could gain the AE's respect and maybe the attention of some of the super powers here on Earth. He must not fail!
Before he did all of that, Rafar really needed a pick me up after a long night of hard work. He walked into a small bakery titled, "Bakery of Jim." The Sayian sighed, these Earthlings apparently weren't the kind for imaginative names. Rafar would fly up to the roof of a building across the street from Raima's shop and eat his bagel there while watching the humans walk below.
(Sorry for the shortie, busy this morning and didn't want to keep you waiting)
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Sept 11, 2016 15:40:58 GMT
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Capper surveyed his surroundings, putting a finger to his chin. There were just earthling supply deports and other places selling useless nick-nacks, everything besides food! Sighing, Capper turned around to head into the alleyway, only to have every hair on his neck and tail stand up when he heard a loud beep of a car. Springing up, the saiyan let out a quick yelp as he turned to see the source of the sound. Turning his body, the tiny Saiyan saw a car parked right outside of a clothing store... in the handicapped parking spot. Taking a few cautious steps backwards, the itty-bitty technician could not snoop away in time, as one of the men let out a bellow in that direction. " Hey! Is that a Saiyan?"
" Looks like it-- L-Look! That symbol on his armor! I-It's one of the Empire's goons! RUN!"Swallowing hard, Capper could only watch as the car took off, the wheels screeching behind it. Earth was STILL salty about the Invasion after, what, a whole year? Flipping his notebook open, Capper took note of his most recent entry's date-- It had been 368 days since the invasion in total! Sighing, Capper began to head into the alleway, only to see the car returning. One of the men peered out of the window with- wait. Was that a GUN? Oh. Oh snap. Yelping, Capper ran back into the alleyway, climbing under a nearby dumpster as shots rang across the street. He was dead. He was very much dead. Shivering in place under the rather smelly garbage disposal, Capper could only wrap his arms over his head and curl up, tail between his legs, and wait for the sounds to cease. |
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Post by Ramina on Sept 11, 2016 15:56:21 GMT
Ramina listened to the loud, sharp yell of a human that screamed of a Saiyan goon running around. She immediately spread out her ki sense and discovered the weak Saiyan, and two humans close by. Sharp gun sounds occured, the Zoan running across the street towards the sound, wrenching the gun out of the human's hands. The silver cat stood between Copper's hiding place and the two, holding the gun in one of her paws. "Back off. The invasion was a long time ago and I'm sure the saiyans learned their lesson. I'm going to ask you to leave this child be."
Ramina pulled out her police badge from her pocket, eyes narrowed. The words glinted on the shiny golden badge, seriousness in her eyes. The badge would read: Poliice Officer, Ramina. Special Unit. The badge was indeed official; the zoanthrope happened to be a police officer for East Capitol. Once the humans left, the feline tucked her badge back into her pocket, turning to the young Saiyan. "Come with me, now. I mean no harm if you mean none yourself." With that, she'd begin to escort the saiyan across the street into her store if he chose to follow.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 12, 2016 23:26:13 GMT
Rafar took a big bite of his buttered bagel and looked down at the sleepy city below him, contently chewing. It wasn't often that he got to just relax on his own, with no one screaming at the lonely Sayian. He heard several loud voices from below and lazily shot a glance down at the developing scene. It seemed, like as usual in human cities, a small Sayiajin was being discriminated against due to his race's destructive tenancies. Either way you cut it, this wasn't really Rafar's concern, and he watched as the cat woman rescued the young Sayian from the mob trying to lynch him. He fired a weak ki blast at the man bringing a small gun around to try and shoot the small pair.
"What the hell?"
The man turned sharply to see the source of the ki, but all he saw was a shadow as Rafar blurred into Ramina's store. He was much to fast for the common man to see him now, and that was when he wore his weighted clothes As Capper and Ramina walked in, they would see him leaning on the store's counter, his scouter blinking as he scanned their power levels.
"You two should probably move, it looks like those rednecks brought their friends from the hate club."As he spoke these words, more beat up cars pulled up to the curb, releasing men with clubs and assault rifles, peering at the shop with ill-intent. "Just a suggestion, they don't look very polite."
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Sept 13, 2016 2:09:23 GMT
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Capper waited for the finishing blow, but it never came. Opening one eye cautiously, the little teen was surprised to find his savior in the form of an earthling Zoanthrope. But she called him a child! For pete's sake, he was sixteen years old! The fact that he had not reached his growth spurt yet had gotten quite irritating. He flat out opened his mouth and hissed when she went to reach for something, but to his shock, it wasn't a gun or a weapon, but a medallion of some sort? "...Is that a weapon?" He'd speak cautiously in a fearful voice.
Well, it didn't seem very weapon-like. But so were the peashooters the earthlings called "guns." When the humans left, Capper cautiously climbed out halfway from under the rather smelly dumpster, suspiciously eyeing the female. He glared daggers at her for a moment, suspecting a sudden betrayal, but once again was suprised when she said she meant no harm- so long as he didn't harm anyone himself. Well, Capper couldn't fight even if he tried. He could wait here for more goons to show up, or follow this crazy cat lady... The latter seemed only slightly more appealing. "Fine. B-but this better not be a trap!"
Following the female into that clothes shop he spotted earlier, he was once again shocked to see a fellow saiyan inside. For once, hope filled his little heart. He'd dash up right to the man, a hopeful look in his eyes. "A-are you with the Solar Empire? I need to get back home!" Before he could get more words out, the saiyan boy turned to see more cars pulling up. Oh. Ohhhhh no. It seemed his presance made quite a splash already. "Eep!" Shivering in place for a moment, the Saiyan dashed forward, climbing up a clothes shelf while knocking a few shirts over. "Hide me! I don't wanna d-die!" He had climbed into the top shelf, promptly lodging himself in and covering his head with his hands, tail wrapped around his body. Shivering in place, he could only hope these two would be kind enough to help a Solar Saiyan like him. |
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Post by Ramina on Sept 13, 2016 2:35:47 GMT
Ramina was a bit exasperated by Capper's dagger-stare, tail giving a soft twitch as the duo went inside her store. She immediately came upon another Saiyan male, raising her eyebrow as she noticed that the small Saiyan was beside the other male. There was no time to speak; and Ramina tapped her head, specifically a part of her ear. "Excuse me? Yes this is Alpha C12 Section 42A, I'm in a tight spot here with a bunch of people that look like they could use a good lockup. Meet me on 666 13th Street ASAP. Alpha C12 over and out." And with that; she'd tap her ear once to turn off the connection.
A soft sigh would come from the silver cat's mouth, disappearing upstairs and grabbing her twelve-gauge barrel shotgun, loading it up with her taser bullets and shutting the barrel. Once she came back down; the feminine feline would pump the gun once, clicking the safety off as she proceeded to calmly walk out of the store. "Alright men, I'm going to have to ask all of you to put down your guns or face criminal charges of assault and battery and store vandalism." The silvery feline aimed her gun, ready to shoot if the men did not comply. The taser bullets were only to stun and not to kill, however as sirens began wailing in the distance.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 13, 2016 21:20:46 GMT
Rafar scowled down at the smaller Sayian when he mentioned the SSE. “I am not a member of the SSE, those idiots tried to kill me.” Really, people were so presumptuous about Sayains in these parts, did EVERY sayian warrior have to be a member of the SSE? Before he could say anything, the small Sayian skittered away again in response to the mob growing outside. “Hey were you going? Fight your own battles these guys are weaklings even for your power level.
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Noticing the cat lady walking out to confront the mob, he through the shop’s front window, interested to see the way she would handle it. While he was not presenting himself to the mob, he wasn’t exactly hiding either and could be clearly seen through the window of the store.
A big, burly dirt-stained man dwarfed Ramina as she approached the mob of men outside the shop. He carried a large, nail-ridden club and clearly reeked of trouble, and worse. He smirked over his shoulder to his comrades.
“Ayy look boys we got ourselves a little kitty, I wonder if it wants a treat.”
He would waggle his finger in Ramina’s face insultingly, “Now see here, in our opinion, no Sayian with a tail should be left alive, too dangerous for the populace see? Now you should just put that gun away and bring us the monkey before you hurt someone. You can’t shoot us all at the same time.”
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Sept 14, 2016 0:24:52 GMT
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" Oh... " Capper would say moments before he scurried to his hiding place when the Saiyan said he wasn't with the SSE. In fact, he wasn't quite fond of them. But then WHY were these people protecting him! They were complete strangers, he only knew the lady's name after glancing at her badge- it began with an R or something? He already forgot.
After scampering up to his hiding place, the other Saiyan said something about fighting his own battles. Capper was weak, but were these people weaker than him? Well, they had weapons! Those could OHKO the way only he could when he'd fight his mom in video games back home. " Never! " His response was brief. Back home he lost the courage to fight after loosing to everyone over and over again in battles. Why fight if he would only get in others' way and get hurt?
One thing was sure. He had to get away from these crazy people. Looking to make sure the men in front were distracted by Ramina and that weirdo Saiyan, Capper slowly climbed out of his hiding place, despite some clothes clinging to him here and there. Crawling across the ground to try to avoid being spotted in the window, the Saiyan managed to inch over near the reception desk, hiding underneath it.
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Post by Ramina on Sept 14, 2016 1:10:01 GMT
Ramina kept her gun aimed, vibrant orange eyes narrowed. She wasn't in the mood to play these games, and her tone was quite straightforward. "There's more of 'me' then you think, rednecks." Spoke the silver cat, listening as the siren wails got louder. A part of her tracked the weak ki of Capper, and the stronger ki of Rafar. She knew neither of their names, yet as far as she was concerned that would come to terms later. She didn't intend to turn Capper in, however.
"FREEZE!" Yelled a human male; a squadron of police officers had pulled up in their cars; outnumbering the rednecks by a fair amount. The feline gave a quiet chuckle, looking at the expressions on their faces. "Lights out now buddy, unless you want to come quietly. You're charged for criminal misdemeanor and attempted murder. If the Saiyan you say is evil, I will take it upon myself to interrogate him to figure out his true intentions. Come quietly now; I don't want to come to bullet shots." Her tone was serious, paw never moving and gun aimed steadily, as the cocking of pistols filled the air and the officers aimed at the gang.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 14, 2016 21:32:24 GMT
Rafar scowled at the cowardly Sayian boy. Where this one was’s fighting spirt? He had a scouter, so he could obviously see the human’s pitiful power levels. Rafar’s tail lashed angrily as he walked over to Capper’s hiding spot, “What’s wrong with you? You are almost twenty times stronger than the weakest of these idiots, bullets shouldn’t affect you that much, and the clubs shouldn’t do anything at all. You might wake up with a few bruises, but you won’t die or anything.” Annoyed, the Sayian would attempt to drag Capper out from behind the counter but the scruff of his neck. If this was successful, he would dump the Sayian boy in front of the doorway of the clothing store. Rafar would walk towards the ensuing conflict, but then turned around and stared at the Sayiajin “Look kid, if you ever want to stop being the victim, you got to show people you aren’t afraid to fight back. Otherwise these things will happen your entire life. Think about it, I’m not going to help you decide.” He would then walk through the doorway, leaving Capper to think, the shadow he cast covered the Sayian kid completely. There were more interesting things going on than the cowardice of a single child.
Most of the rednecks were laughing as Raima made her apparently idle threats. “Ya think so? I’d say you’re outnumbered even with your ‘backup’,” their leader laughed almost hysterically, making quote marks with his fingers. The thugs had apparently severely underestimated the size of the police force heading their way, with most of the party throwing down their weapons almost immediately after the cops arrived, protestations of innocence and ideas for plea bargains spilling from their tongues. There was one voice however, that was raised in laughter in the midst of the cleanup. “You think you’ve won? I own this city, you can’t stop me!”
The thug ran forward and jumped straight over the barricade, running down the street at extremely fast speeds for a human, smashing through cars and knocking down pedestrians as he went.
Current Thug Power level: 1000 (not detectable by ki sense)
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Sept 16, 2016 14:13:12 GMT
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TAGS:OOC NOTES: Is the thug's PL detectable by Scouter Sense? ouo; Capper's gonna need a little extra push to fight back. Maybe call him or his newfound allies some names to strike a cord in him?
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TRUE TAILS
Capper yelped as a hand pulled him out of his hiding spot. It was that weird Saiyan guy again! Squirming around for a moment, Capper went limp as he spoke to him. His pupils shrunk as he stared at the fellow Saiyan with an uncertain question. He didn't want to know what would happen if a bullet hit him- he had some gregarious wounds from one before. But one thing Rafra said struck the Saiyan a little more close to home.
What was wrong with him?
Capper sighed, before speaking once more to answer the strange Saiyan's question. "What's wrong with me? Well, I can't fight, I hate myself, I forget to brush my hair every day, I have this stupid tail and emblem on my armor, and I'm clearly just a burden to you guys." It was true. He was the reason these two were in this mess to begin with. He was the reason people were going to get hurt. Despite naming off his insecurities, the Saiyan looked at Rafar with a blank expression- he became aware of his many faults long ago.
Capper was set down by Rafar at the entrance of the shop, before telling the child he'd have to fight back if he wanted to stop being a victim? Fight back? Capper tried. Many times- and none were successful. What was the point in fighting if you could never win? It seemed like the weak Saiyan would need a little extra push to fight back. Quivering behind the two, Capper made eye contact with the thug in front, then looking at Ramina and Rafar, and then the police that made their way over. He appreciate dthe help, but why were these EARTHLINGS helping a SSE SAIYAN? "I...I" Capper still quivered in place, staring at the head thug. He tried to stand up, but fell back to the ground. Tears had began to well up in the corners of his eyes from the sheer stress of the situation. " I can't..." |
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Post by Ramina on Sept 16, 2016 17:13:54 GMT
Ramina immediately took action, slinging her gun into the capsule she had, putting the capsule in her pocket and giving chase to the runaway thug. She yelled after him, a cop car following the quick feline. "STOP! POLICE!" She yowled, jumping from balcony to balcony to drop down in front of the running man and pull out her taser as he ran, to hopefully knock him unconscious or at least stun him. The cat wasn't playing games, staring firmly at the man as she would proceed to handcuff him. "You're under arrest for attempted murder and resisting arrest. You have the right to remain silent, anything you do or say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
She'd move to pick up the man and toss him in the back of the police car, a soft huff coming from her silver muzzle. "Reckless.. the lot of them.." The Zoanthrope sighed and walked back towards the front of her shop; watching as the police officers were rounding up the rest of the criminals and getting them into the backs of the cars. "Looks like I'll have fun interrogating all these bastards tonight.." Her tone was unamused; seriousness in her eyes as she would return to the inside of the store, giving the cop leader a salute as they drove off. This day was getting odd.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 17, 2016 13:56:27 GMT
The taser Ramina employed seemed to work, stunning the thug long enough to get him handcuffed. He was dazed as the cat-woman read him his rights, and was thrown into the car as intended. What was not expected, however, was for the car to detonate like 3 car bombs were stuffed into the small car. Rising from the rubble, the threatening figure of the gang leader glanced over the surprised police force, many of them freezing in their tasks. “I warned you, I own this city and I will not tolerate insurrection.” His clothes had burned away in the explosion that had destroyed his cage, revealing a metal carapace and a small light in the center of his chest. Chuckling softly to himself, he launched a kiai at the crowd of police, most likely scattering them like mice. “What are you going to do? Bow and I might spare you.”
Rafar grimaced as the Sayian boy listed his many “faults” that he apparently considered fatal flaws. He didn’t seem to realize that none of these admittedly normal flaws related to anything he had talked to the kid about. He ignored the cries and pleas of the child, he had already said his piece. He was walking over to Ramina to discuss what they would do with the kid, when his scouter flickered to life, drawing his attention to a large power signature. “Heh, looks like I’m finally going to have some fun today.” Nodding to the cat woman, his aura sparked as he launched himself at the revealed android.
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