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Post by Carva on Sept 30, 2016 13:12:13 GMT
Little did either of them know, neither was in danger of of dying. The fact was this. If he were to go around killing people at random, then his mission from his "father" would be greatly jeopardized. Lost in thought, his eyes went down to the table and narrowed. It would be the first break in the android's confidence that the two would see. Mind you, when he wasn't thinking about how amazing he was, Carva was mulling over the orders of his creator. He was thinking of how he could find this Katsu.
Suddenly, he looked at Marcel, and said in a very truthful, serious tone. "I don't like you." The words flowed from his lips like a river, and were just as cold. He continued. "You're weak, and you have a smart mouth. But you see, I didn't plan on killing you or the Majin in the first place. I actually am here on a business trip, seeking out a bioengineer by the name of Katsu Yuda. Have you, perchance heard of him?"
His words would undoubtedly stun Marcel to silence as they came with sincerity. The thing about having the power to destroy was, that you knew when to use it and Carva? He knew that his power was meant for those who could handle it. The android at least had honor, even if he did like playing on the fear of the two "weaklings". He couldn't get a serious fight out of either of them and he knew it.
As Makaz brought out the food, it's deliciously warm smell would cause his olefactory sensors to go bananas! The look on the Saiyan's face was very different now, his eyes lighting up as the plate sat before him. "What...what is this?! It smell delicious!" The thoughts of Killing the two would temporarily leave the mind of the Saiyan Droid as he began to dig into the food, ravenously tearing into it like a wild beast.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 30, 2016 18:57:33 GMT
Makaz's eyes widened, surprised by both CARVA'S hunger, AND that he wasn't going to kill them in the first place. The Majin had crossed his arms as he floated and watched the two dig in. The buns were filled with hot wasabi, being shaped like melons. He could tell they were BOTH REALLY hungry, the majin would wait until both were finished eating..
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2016 21:29:15 GMT
Marcel glanced over to Carva as he was blunt with him. Not really bothered by someone like him not liking him, the hybrid lightly shrugged as he turned his attention back to the table. He did listen to the rest of the "Saiyan's" "hurtful" words. When he said that he wasn't going to kill him, nor the Maijin, the hybrid wasn't sure what to think. Should he be happy, or annoyed that at how this Carva character kept talking as if he owned their lives. He quickly forgot about all of that as he talked about that he was looking for someone. "Katsu...Yuda?" Marcel repeated. Despite the amount of hatred he felt towards the "War Machine", Marcel was still a helpful person, and actually thought about if he's ever heard about someone like that before. He placed a hand under his chin, thinking a bit as he stared at the table. "No, don't think I know anyone by that name." he said rather plainly. It made sense that he wouldn't no anyone like that, or most people to begin with since he mainly secluded himself here in the forest. every time he did try to think about it, he for some reason always came up with a cat wearing a lab coat, holding a clipboard with a...cigar in his mouth? What the hybrid found more weird than that however, was that this brute was actually on a business trip. It would've made more sense if he were a bodyguard for the person on the business trip, but it was instead himself? Law wanted to question him, but he didn't want to bring anymore problems to the Majin's slowly growing party. Soon the captivating smell of freshly prepared food would take the hybrid's mind off of this as he looked up to see that Makaz had finished preparing the food. Once he was given his plate, Marcel took another sniff, and smiled peacefully. "It really does smell delicious." he said, actually agreeing with the "Saiyan." He picked up a bun, and took a bite to test it. His eyes widened a bit as he took another bite, bigger than the last. "It tastes delicious too." he said with the food in his mouth, barely being understood. Despite his mannerisms, when it came to amazing food, his Saiyan instincts would easily kick in, and he'd eat like an animal. He did try to keep some restraint on his eating habit however since he wasn't the only one here. Majin MakazCarva
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Post by Majin Makaz on Oct 1, 2016 2:50:38 GMT
Makaz grinned as he'd dig in on the wasabi buns, he had grabbed one, shoving it into his mouth. Unknowingly he hadn't guessed just how HOT the buns were, immediately fire set in the Majin's mouth, causing him to scream as it'd also come from his nose. Makaz had grabbed an iced tea. Drinking the entire thing, luckily this had helped the fire quelling inside of his body.
The majin had grasped his head in pain, he could feel the iced tea was hurting his teeth AND head, having gotten a brainfreeze. He had slammed his head on the table, stopping as he became normal.
"OH MY GOD! That was terrifying.." He'd say, his head still hurting..
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Post by Carva on Oct 1, 2016 3:16:42 GMT
Thus far, Carva's quest to find his target was for naught. He'd asked quite a few people about the man known as Katsu, even going as far as to march into the Hall of Public Records to find out more. For all intents and purposes, Katsu Yuda seemed like a ghost. It was a source of great frustration for Saiyan Android, who tapped his fork on the plate in front of him.
Breech had left his emotions intact, but this time, the man's emotions were different. His emotions such as rage or hate, they were intensified. They were easily dolled out, but kinder emotions would be more guarded. His perception of androids had changed as his experience left a lasting impression on him. Despite his invisible ki, he still felt as alive as ever. Alive...and dangerous.
He liked it. He fed on the fear he saw in the eyes of his enemies, and took great pride in the fact that his power, though mechanically augmented, was greater than even his ex-fiancée Arias'. She couldn't push him around anymore, that much was for sure...but a small bit of sadness could be seen in the Saiyan's eyes as he ate. Marcel, he'd be able to read it. Makaz, maybe he'd notice too.
But those emotions, he'd need to push them to the back. True, he was unapologetic for his earlier actions but he would begin to make small talk with the two of them, his voice filled with seriousness. He'd ask a simple question, directed at them both. "Tell me your stories, and maybe I'll tell you mine. I'll tell you exactly why I am the way I am, and it has nothing to do with my genetics."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2016 23:51:01 GMT
Marcel would chuckle a little with some of the food still in his mouth, watching Makaz panic from his little episode with the food, and ice tea. The hybrid felt the spiciness from his food as well, but he had a strong tolerance to it, so he was still able to swallow the buns down with ease. As he continued to chew, Law glanced over to Carva. The hybrid's smile would slowly disappear, and chewing coming to a halt as his eyes quickly caught the frown on the brute's face. This was certainly surprising, Carva showing another emotion besides arrogance. Really surprising that it was sadness. Was finding this Katsu person really important to him? He began chewing again, slowly as he listened to Carva. Despite how he acted before, he didn't seem to have any problems wanting to engage in small talk with some "weaklings." The hybrid swallowed his food, and continued to glance at the brute for a bit. He then looked down at his plate which was almost finished as he began to think a little. "Well..." he picked up a napkin, wiping his face of any crumbs before continuing. "I'm not exactly a pure blooded Saiyan, but I'm pretty sure I'm not whatever you've become." he said as he placed the napkin on the table, clasping his hands together as he looked down, away from the two. "My Saiyan genetics all come from my mother's side. My father however...." he took another pause. Admitting to people that his birth father is a demon was always difficult for him due to the fear of being shunned. "He wasn't human." Marcel knew so little about his father, mostly because his mother refused to tell him about the guy, not because he was some deadbeat, or just some guy she met in a bar resulting in a one night stand. It was because the man, no the demon..."assaulted" her along with a group of other demons from the same clan which led to the hybrid's creation. Even if she wanted to tell him, about his father, she couldn't because she doesn't know herself for obvious reasons... "My mother along with my step father raised me here on this planet, in the city nearby in fact." he picked up his fork that he didn't use for his food, and began digging around what was left of it. "Things were...decent, but then my mother had to go away....and my step father passed." he said, pausing as he stuck the fork against a bun, leaving it there. He left out some other key parts about his past, such as the spots he had all over his flesh during his youth from his demon roots, how he'd always get picked on for it, his mother eventually leaving as she finally got over her little trauma, declaring her son, and husband to be weak before abandoning them along with many other things. After that, the hybrid looked up to Makaz, wondering if he was going to share a little more about himself. Majin Makaz Carva
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Post by Majin Makaz on Oct 2, 2016 1:29:42 GMT
Majin Makaz had coughed, some of the wasabi still getting to him. He'd think of his story, realizing how small it was, the majin would cross his arms and listen to Marcel's story, something about him was pretty..COOL. The Majin would quickly gather his thoughts for his story, speaking now.
"Oh, well I was mostly created by a wad of sentient bubblegum. The wad of bubblegum was what I call my "DAD". He's currently off somewhere since I took him down. So far I've destroyed villages, robbed, murdered and absorbed a few people to boost my power, so far I've also not had any reason to attack people anymore.." Makaz said.
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Post by Carva on Oct 3, 2016 14:27:27 GMT
The SaiyAndroid looked at Marcel first, listening to his story quietly. As he listened, his fingers would tap on the table as he went into deep thought. Their story was very similar and quite honestly, Carva was shocked. We're they really not that different after all? Here he thought the two would be as different as night and day, but the SaiyAndroid was in for the shock of his life. Not going to lie, his eyes widened a bit.
Carva, Subject Hellrazer, was a man with a bit of a shadowy past himself. So also hearing the story of Makaz brought a slight smile to his face. This little...thing...was a killer? A destroyer? It reminded him of what he was destined to become in life, but of course he had to do so discreetly now. Carva tilted his head as the Majin said "so far" He hasn't killed anyone. Or hasn't had to. In his mind, Makaz wasn't too much of a threat but he'd let that go.
Finally, the SaiyAndroid would open up a bit more and Marcel would likely notice the similarities in their past. He leaned forward in his chair, glancing at his reflection in the empty plate before him. "Much like yourself, Marcel, my father and I never had the best of relationships if any at all. My father was half Saiyan and half Kabochan and he'd sail the seas of Shikk as a ruthless pirate, robbing, looting...pillaging..." Carva's mouth turned downward into a disgusted look, a shameful look in his eyes. "...my mother however..." his eyes lit up with pride. "...she was a Saiyan prodigy, just like me. She was an elite and served the SSE with great loyalty until she had to retire early. I was born after that bastard took advantage of her..." He growled. "...and left, then came back ten years later to end her life. He never killed her, but he might as well have as she is confined to a wheelchair now."
The SaiyAndroid's anger burned in those bright amber eyes and speaking of his father? It obviously did something to him. He would stop telling his story, those large fists clenched and trembling.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2016 16:46:13 GMT
Marcel sat there quietly, listening to the Majin's story. He brought up being from a wad of bubblegum again, confusing the hybrid a bit. He could've sworn that he said his species weren't gum people. But then again he could have just been using that as a way to describe them. What caused the hybrid to raise an eyebrow however were the things that Makaz said he use to do. Destroyed, robbed, murdered, and absorbed...Surrounded by criminals, the hybrid thought, but he managed to keep his cool. The Majin said he hasn't had any reason to kill lately, so that was good....hopefully. Perhaps he's done jail time already, or something? Law was just trying to find the bright side in all of this, so he wouldn't have to cause another commotion. Then he started to think back to one of the things Makaz said...absorbed. What could he have meant by that? Majins were still a complete mystery to the hybrid. Law's eyes glanced back towards Carva as he heard him shifting around a bit in his chair, ready to listen to what he had to say. Marcel believed that Carva wasn't going to say much about himself, but rather compliment the Majin on his misdeeds, or if he did talk about himself, he thought he was going to say something along the lines of, I'm an elite warrior, blah blah, from Vegeta, blah blah, can kill you all with a single flick, blah blah, PRIDE! But he was wrong... Marcel turned his head a bit more towards Carva as he claimed that he had somewhat similar father issues as him. How he spoke of his father, he could tell that he wasn't a good man, a pirate who went around doing whatever he pleased. Law's father belongs to a small clan demons that went around doing something similar in the demon realm although Marcel isn't aware of this. The brute then spoke of his mother, the expression on his face, how he described her told the hybrid that he loved her, and was proud that he came from such a warrior. It almost brought a smile to Marcel's face, reminding him of how much his mother took care of, and loved him before...she left, but he quickly hid it with his plain expression. His eyes would then widen some as Carva talked about what his father did to his precious mother. He...took advantage of her? That could mean so many things, but only one thing went through the hybrid's mind, the similar fate his own mother had to endure which resulted in Marcel's birth, despite him also being in the dark about this as well. His eyes then lowered, showing signs of worry, and...anger as Carva further talked about the injustice his father did to his mother... The hybrid remained quiet, his head turning back to the front of the table as he looked down at his plate. He felt regret for how he acted towards the brute, what he assumed he was like. He also felt anger mixing around inside of him. He stared at his fork before grabbing it, his thumb resting on the top part of it. He slowly added pressure with his thumb until it snapped the utensil in half before dropping it. "Did you manage to...contact your father after...all of that?" he asked, coldly. "If not...do you plan to?" he continued in the same tone. He says "contact" but his tone, his mannerisms says another word... Majin MakazCarva
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Post by Vi-Poi on Oct 16, 2016 23:59:31 GMT
Majin Makaz 1758 WC & 2496 PL! 2501 + 2496 = 4997 Marcel Law 5009 WC & 6011 Zeni! 1345 + 6011 = 7356 Carva 2312 WC & 4173 PL! 108918 + 4173 = 113091 Adding!
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