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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Dec 31, 2016 8:38:19 GMT
( Majin Presto, got the thread here for ya. Open for anyone else who wish to join!) After having gone home, with a wild encounter with a strange goatman, Pieter had been greeted to a terrifyingly happy reunion with his family. After that, and an awkward moment of meeting with the rest of the tribe, things around became delightfully strange. Yet, there was another matter as well, that was neither delightful or happy. Pieter was explained that, ever since the invasion happened last year, despite dying to protect the world with many others, some groups of people found outrage with saiyans and hybrids alike! Even those of the tribe, despite having existed for many generations, were finding verbal attacks, and though minorly, physical confrontations from visitors to Ginger Town. Pieter was told not too worry much about it, as it was just small groups of people who didn't understand. Waputhi had suggested that Pieter go into the city with some of the other tribesman. Pieter, meanwhile, also found out he became an Uncle too, from the very same Beargle! The boy was 10 lbs and 19 inches, born on October 3rd, 2803. They had the boy for about 2 months now, and while they were busy trying to get the records altogether, they hadn't even thought about a name for them yet! The Hunter realized that Waputhi had been putting Pieter on a job to go get some items from the city, so that they could make their child happy. They even gave Pieter some clothes to wear while he was in the city: A black tank top without sleeves, a blue jean vest with short sleeves that felt as heavy as Pieter's own dino-skin vest, and a pair of jean pants with a hole in the back for his tail to stick out of. He already had mocassin shoes, so they didn't bother with that. Waputhi, meanwhile, had found both Pieter's headband, with not only his previous feathers there, but the 3 additional added on! Even the necklace Pieter wore with the Serpent's tooth was found too! However, Waputhi made it extra important that he get the items, or he'd hold it over Pieter's head about him not coming immediately to show that he was still alive! He was giving some money and a list, with even the store to go visit as well! There was some extra cash there, too, in case Pieter wanted something for himself. The Hunter, however, was finding this to be a trying experience... Granted, this was for the kid, but the way Waputhi asked him, Pieter was a bit annoyed! "Can't believe he is making me do this... 'Hey Bro! I see you've returned from the dead! Do me a solid and get me this stuff for your kid, or I'll tell everyone you were alive for the last MONTH and had been in secret,'" Pieter grumbled loudly, walking slightly wider than he wished. Pieter had chosen to wear his normal pants under the jeans, as it was getting colder in the northern hemisphere, and it wasn't any different here in the Western Capital! He was take looks to and from the list in his hands at the flashing store lights in populated street. Despite being someone who could fight at inhuman speeds, Pieter was finding it difficult to find the Baby store! Too many flashing lights all around. He needed someone to help him out, even if it was just pointing him down the street! Yet, the people he asked ignored the giant of a man. (Ok, here we go. Hopefully this works for ya!) (Thread PL: 166,249) (Current PL (with Medium Weights): 83,124.5) (KP: 3/3) |
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Post by Mammon on Dec 31, 2016 9:14:36 GMT
PL: 21,942 KP: 3/3
After not having died, he was very proud of that fact most demons when they got to earth didn't last more than a week, sure they'd attack fish and chip stand and maybe break a window or two before earth protectors served them their ass with a curt note reading 'better luck next time'. Mammon, had for intensive purposes tried his damnedest to fit in but it was his damnedest, so he could still be a bastard about the whole thing. He walked down the street in a suit of black midnight, or at least that's what the tailor had said in his opinion it was more an early afternoon black, go figure the difference.
He wore black shades with a red undershirt flaring out from the midnight assemble, and he was keying parked cars as he walked past them, well that would require a key and saying he was fingering cars as he passed gives the wrong impression, he dragged sharp nails across them removing paint with the sound of dying cats 'SCRR..' "Ah, another beautiful day on the planet of earth."
"Now." he tapped at his chin scratching the scraggly goatee on his chin that gave him a goatish appearance, and there was the horns so an evil goatly appearance. He bent down extended one finger and sharply jabbed it into a tire with a 'POP' and rubber exploded out from the car and it sagged to one side, he stood dusting off his hand's his evil deed for the day was done. "What do we have here?" He pulled down his glasses his eye's pockets of fire as he stared towards Pieter Wolfbane, and gave him the look a man might give a dog that has just learned to talk and asked to lend money off him, it was an expression of curiosity. "The noble savage."
He moved well that wouldn't aptly describe it, he swaggered towards Pieter, his shoulder's rolling his head slightly quirked up that said without speaking 'I grace you with my time'. "Greetings." He smiled with all the warmth of road kill, which if you ever saw road kill smiling RUN. "I am known as Mammon, and I have one question for you what do you want?" Standard demon protocol tell them your name it's only polite, then ask them something cryptic and then beat them and steal their wallet, two out of three wasn't bad.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 1, 2017 6:17:56 GMT
There was the sound of a pop, and air escaping from somewhere near Pieter, as the hybrid continued to look at the list and around. It was undoubtedly some rich guy's car, who like King Kai, had been someone who enjoyed the luxury of metal tin balls. Yet... There was a rather strong presence behind him! Well... To Pieter, it wasn't exactly strong. Barely even a fourth of his strength at the moment! Yet, the Hunter couldn't just let it be! As the disembodied voice approached him, Pieter put the list in his pocket and grinned with eyes practically closed to the man approaching him. He responded in kind, sounding rather uncaring, "Well hi there! Not really up for answering questions right now. I'm a bit lost and I've not had any luck asking some of these people for help, so maybe you can help me!"Pieter scratched his head with a pause, eyes more open now and a solidly cold stare given to the strange man, despite the smile upon his face. He closed his eyes a bit once more, before asking, pleasantly, "I'm looking for a Baby store around these parts, for my newborn nephew. Could you tell me where I'd find this store?"( mammon, back to you! Majin Presto, hop in when you feel like it!  ) |
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Post by Mammon on Jan 2, 2017 20:21:39 GMT
PL: 21,942 KP: 3/3
"Woah." he'd raise a hand to stall Pieter Wolfbane. "I don't know how you do it where you come from big Chief Silly Bull, but there's an order to these things." he'd look from right to left as if to say 'look what I have to deal with'. "Look, what your suppose to do is throw salt at me and clutch some holy symbols, and then you challenge me to a game of chess for your soul." he rambled on for a good moment muttering about the cosmic order 'or was that death'. "Anyway, baby store you wanna turn right and then take a right."
He began to walk forward gesturing back towards him throwing his hand back and forth calling him forward. "I'll show you, you look like you'd get lost in a paper bag." he walked down the street the light reflected from the stop light to the high beams of some ass in a car, welcome to the big city. "So savage, what do you need the baby store for? I mean don't you people just make that stuff out of cow bones or something. I'm being rude, forgive me." the next sentence wouldn't be so easily forgiven as it was done with a thick accent that skipped past the line of insulting and went to offensive. "I meant to say big grass walker."
"And, we're here." he stopped out front of a baby store its store windows were decorated with the latest pram and rattle, small mannequins lined the store front in the latest bib and footie pyjamas. "Now-" he paused mid-sentence turning on his heel's like he had a sixth sense and reached out and swiped candy from a baby passing by in a pram, he did this all within half a second to a non ki user the movement was all but invisible and looked like he just made a lollipop appear in his hand. "-what was I saying?"
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 3, 2017 6:11:15 GMT
The strange man took alarm to the threat, before retorting some sarcastic quip to Pieter. He then obliged to Pieter's request, directing him to take two rights, even deciding to guide him! Pieter nodded, stating, "Sounds alright with me!"As the man took the lead, Pieter walked after him, both hands in his pockets as he walked. This man helping Pieter, if he was actually helping, asked Pieter what he was doing. The hunter laughed a bit, eyes barely open yet remaining on this strange man! "Hah hah! Suppose the bustle on the street made it difficult to hear," Pieter reasoned, in a slightly louder tone, "I recently became an uncle, you see! While my people like to keep to some of their traditions, there's some factors we can't fight against, like disease or, as you put it, 'lack of cow bones,' to use for our tools! We use some common items in today's society."They arrived in front of the store, and right before his eyes in what a normal citizen would call a flash, snagged a lollipop from the child's hand. Pieter scoffed, looking down, his eyes more open, before he became a blur to Mammon, and snagged the lollipop from his fingers! As the child begun to cry, and its mother wondering why it was crying, Pieter walked up with the lollipop in hand, telling them, "They dropped this. Nearly hit the ground too if I didn't catch it!""Oooh! Thank you, sir," the woman stated, taking the lollipop and making her way along, after giving it to her child. Pieter then looked back, a scowl formed as he muttered, "Try that again and you'll be hitting space at mach 10..."( mammon, your go! ) |
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Post by Mammon on Jan 3, 2017 19:58:31 GMT
"An uncle you say." he said with the kind of mock interest only depicted in legends, his eye's widened and every sentence he finished it with an exaggerated 'ohh', it showed. "How interesting. I mean we all have to step out of the preferable mud sometimes, some more literally than others."
It was as easy as taking candy from a baby, literally. He stood there with his prize holding it aloft before bringing it to his mouth for a bite, he bit into thin air as the lollipop disappeared. He blinked a few times clenched his hand and released it and turned back to face the baby with the lollipop, he turned back to Pieter, with an eyebrow raised and a look that said without speaking 'that was uncalled for'. "Silly Bull, c'mon I was only having a laugh. You know how it is taking candy from a baby, good for the soul." He thought on that a moment 'good for the soul' in his estimation it did the exact opposite and it was probably being written down in some great book of judgement waiting for him somewhere, or karma was gonna send a hitman either way he shrugged his shoulder's.
"Now." he took one step forward and like a discount Moses, he parted the door or it just slid open as it registered his presence. "Lets go inside and get awkward stares, it'll be fun." He entered the shop with the automated jingle playing above, and aisle upon aisle stretched out before him filled with everything a growing crotch spawn could need.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 3, 2017 23:25:31 GMT
As Mammon tried to enter the store, Pieter would place his hand on his shoulder, with his glare intensified as he whispered, practically growling, "You're going to come with me elsewhere, first..."Pieter's hand seemed to envelop in white ki, and his hand pressed harder, as he then practically ordered, "I insist. After all, you had some business with me clearly..!"With a removal of his hand, Pieter gestured with a quick point of his thumb to follow him to an alleyway nearby, away from the baby store. He wasn't about to have some young children see what was about to happen..! Pieter flickered out of Mammon's sight, arriving at the other side of the street despite there being traffic. The hunter could be seen walking into the alley, where he saw a couple of homeless people sleeping next to one another in some raggedy clothes. He knelt and nudged each of their shoulders, waking the two up. "Eh, was'at? Huh," one of them spoke. Looked to be in his 40s. Pieter pulled out some cash, about what seemed to be a thousand zeni, and told them, "Here, go get yourselves something warm. I need to borrow this alley for a moment...""I-I... OK! Ricky, lets go get some grub," the middle aged man spoke, getting right to his feet and yanking the other up too, "We can get sleep later! Let's go see if we can't get ourselves some of that Mongolian barbeque down the street." The two excitedly, yet sleepily jogged out of the alleyway, leaving Pieter and, to Pieter's expectations, the strange man alone. He grimaced, thinking to himself, "I really didn't want to get into a fight so soon... Maybe it won't come down to it, but I gotta be ready."( mammon, you're up!) |
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Post by Mammon on Jan 4, 2017 9:57:49 GMT
"Good god injun joe, forcing me down a dark alley against my will-" he walked alongside the hybrid, his eye's flicking to the enclosed space mapping it out in his head, what was where and who was there and what could he do if things got ugly. "-some might even say you have ulterior motives. You looked like the type but I never thought." he flicked out a small black case out from his sleeve he held it down by his side and kept it obscured with the front of his hand, he held the phone tracked the small numbers on its pad and was on the edge of doing the unthinkable, calling the cops.
"Let's not do anything we'll regret." calling the Popo was a double edge sword it may serve the people but it also served the unpeople too, a man might do battle against a literal demon and the demon could press charges for assault. Let 'justice' take its cause, and if he got plastered to the wall there'd be a neat little recording of what would happen and he might try and shout his description revenge from beyond the grave. "We're still in a city, very unprofessional."
"So let's deal feather head, I'm not above recognising power." he pulled out a cigarette with his spare hand flicked it out and put it between his lip's he offered one out to Pieter, before lighting his own with a slight burst of key that flared up for a second causing the end to glow with firelight, smoke trailed from his mouth in tendrils of smoke that slid and twinned their way around his horn's like a lover caress. "And I like living, I haven't done anything wrong. Theft of candy aside, nothing much."
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 4, 2017 22:16:50 GMT
"Alright, let's cut the act," Pieter exclaimed, in response to the man's snivy dodging of the damage he made to the car earlier, "Guy walking along in the streets with your strength, that suddenly pokes in a hole in an expensive murder vehicle's wheels? Heck, I'm surprised they don't have someone watching me the moment I came back! Those 'cops' you're thinking on calling... The Blue Banner Army, right?"Pieter crossed his arms across his chest and gave Mammon a demanding glare, giving him the command, "Don't get cross with me! Tell me what you want."( mammon, your go! Sorry for the shortness!)
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Post by Mammon on Jan 4, 2017 22:38:36 GMT
"Er, want? Murder vehicle, look you need to calm down." he gestured towards him his palm's open or one palm making a placating gesture, the kind one uses on a startled animal you A don't want to scare and B not get trampled by. "Look I don't know who you think I'm with, and the car thing was for self-satisfaction. When you get to my age you gotta get your kicks where you can."
"The Blue Berry Army? No, look. I was doing what demons normally do cause trouble, you know the faustian bargain." he pulled the glasses from his face folded them and slid them into his coat pocket if this got ugly he didn't want glass in his eye's. "I was gonna scam you, maybe nick your wallet not sell you out to some secret police." this is where his life was gonna end some big savage gabbling on about the secret government, it was only moments before he was gonna start talking about the sinister purpose of aglets.
"Look, take deep breaths. Do I look like I'd lie to you?" he thought about that for a moment before speaking. "Don't answer that, but use those two brain cells of yours. Would a demon work for a secret police, I mean c'mon. Bad for the public image." and he turned on his best smile that seemed to always make matters worse, it was like a shark had learned to smile it radiated threat it showed off his pointed canines and looked like it could take off a finger if anyone was so stupid to as put one between them.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 5, 2017 22:47:56 GMT
"... You're an idiot," Pieter exasperated, slapping himself in the face after this guy went on his tangent. He continued with, "If you were really a demon, you would know who's a bad target to go after... Yet here you are, talking to a man who's wanted because of one of you bastards!"
Pieter's hand flared up in a white, flame-like aura, as he gave this guy a disgusted look! He exclaimed, "You have 30 seconds before I send up to the stars. Starting 20 seconds ago. After that, if you haven't left this alley and avoid me, you'll wish you had!"
As he stated that, Pieter's aura formed into a brilliantly bright Tomahawk in the palm of his hand. He wasn't going to kill this guy, as the guy didn't do anything wrong to Pieter... However, for his actions before, he was going to give him a chance to flee or take a savage uppercut with the back side of the Tomahawk!
(Pieter's now Charging up King Tomahawk Slasher (MP3).)
(King Tomahawk Slasher PL: 83,124.5 current. Next post will be 166,249 PL.)
(KP: 3/3, but about to be 0/3 in the next post.)
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Post by Mammon on Jan 6, 2017 4:12:40 GMT
"One of you bastards, look man. Power is relative under the-" he checked himself before he began into any philosophy this guy wasn't really happy and well he didn't want to be around when his unhappiness was made manifest. "Look man don't get your feathers in a twist." he backed away from Pieter, not turning his back on him. "Really we got off on the wrong-" he saw the light take shape and form, and this worked better than any crucifix to banish the demon, he turned on his heel's running down the alleyway.
His feet slapped against the ground with a 'TAP' 'TAP' 'SPLASH' as his foot connected with a puddle tossing up bands of dirty water as he tore down the alley and away from Injun Joe. "Some people can't take a joke." he said to himself bouncing on the ground once and twice shooting up into the air and taking flight, he turned clouds to thin wispy white ribbons like a living butcher's knife he cut through the sky in swathes of white leaving vapor twisting and turning in on itself. He'd begin to fade from sight.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 6, 2017 5:24:54 GMT
The self proclaimed demon ran out of the alleyway, taking up into the air in a rush! Meanwhile, Pieter dismissed his energy with a breath, as he thought aloud, "Ok... Lets see how much I have remaining..."Pieter pulled out the wad of cash and started flipping the individual pieces of paper, muttering out each individual value. At the end of it, he counted, "About 2700 zeni remaining... Hopefully I've got enough."The hunter tucked the wad back into he pocket, as he started to make his way out of the alleyway. There didn't seem to be much to worry about now that he scared off the creep. After that, he was wondering if he'd able to get himself some city food before going back home. In fact, he even decided to walk away from the baby store, noting it's location, before walking down the street to the intersection near by! He'd not been to the city much, even before he died, so he was looking forward to seeing the new trinkets and sights the city had to offer! ( mammon, good thread! Chances are this thread'll be continuing on, so I'll be sure you get your gains put up there when it's completed! Majin Presto, awaiting your arrival. Gonna wait about... 5 days, I'll say, before I put this thread up to grading, if nothing happens.) (King Tomahawk Slasher cancelled.) (KP: Remaining at 3/3 for tech cancellation.) (Current PL: 83,124.5) |
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Post by Majin Presto on Jan 7, 2017 2:54:52 GMT
Being in the city for no particular reason because Presto was a person and didn't need a reason to just walk wherever the hell she wanted to walk, still rocking the one piece training suit she had picked up with her dearest friend Shemha she found herself clashing into a man just as he had been exiting an alley. Presto, nearly losing her balanced reached and held onto the man's shoulder, keeping herself from dumb-falling. Regaining her balance she stood up straight, shaking her head and retreating her hand back from the man's shoulder.
"Sorry about that, I wasn't paying attent-" Just as she was about to finish that sentence, that simple sentence she had actually bring herself to take in the appearance of the man in front of her. The depressed look in her eyes had faded away into a more curious look, well...curious was one way of defining it. It was in this instance, Presto was in a pause, paying attention to nothing more than the one in front of her.
"Helloooo there..." she would say, not yet with a smile but with a large mote of confidence! What was it she was depressed about again? wait why the hell would she want to remember that now of all times!? "...Again, sorry for bumping into you...is there something I can maybe help you with for your forgiveness?" She swayed the lock of hair that was in front of her eye, and at that moment Pieter Wolfbane would see that Presto...was giving him... The Sexy Eyes
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Jan 7, 2017 3:15:46 GMT
Pieter observed the blaring neon lights around him, pondering where to start first. The street he was still on had no particularly promising places for him to hit up, but he wasn't going to be complacent. He'd start with a near by restaurant that had the name of Stefano's Artisan Pizza restaurant, with solid letters in cursive stating, 'We deliver and Cater!' Just as he took a step, though, he felt a bump, nearly falling over if not for the hand on his shoulder that ended up stabilizing him! There was even a hefty amount of strength right before him, too, in the form of a Majin girl in what looked like a one piece suit. He blinked, trying to figure out where the heck this formerly depressed girl came from, that, upon looking up at him, seemed to be brightening up! "Uh... Hi," Pieter replied, flabbergasted clearly, "It's not a problem, really! I should've been watching where... I was... going?"The girl had suddenly had been looking at him with a strange glint in her eyes. Pieter wasn't too sure what was happening at the moment. The hunter thought to himself, "What the heck is up with people in this city? First I got a confusing guy claiming to be a 'demon' and trying to put up some sort of strong front and now... Is this girl flirting with me? She was just looking... Oh. That could be it.""Really, it's fine," he spoke, voice unintentionally louder than he wished, "Frankly, are uh... Mm."He took a moment to clear his throat, to get a hold of himself. The girl was pretty, for sure! Yet, he was awkward. In a calmer voice and his posture straightened, he asked her, "Are you cold? There's that Stephano's place there...""Why did I just blurt that out!?"( Majin Presto , you're up!) |
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