Post by Callion on Jan 12, 2017 3:56:08 GMT
The Eastern Capitol.
Not quite the metropolis that Satan City was, but still of considerable population and size, this city was the Earth capital for foodstuffs. Deserts, fast foods, fine cuisine, if it were edible, you would find a sampling of it here. Our story took place in the "Short and Sweet" ice cream parlor. It was run by a very friendly Majin named Hocu, who loved each one of his customers dearly. His strawberry delight was the stuff of legend.
The establishment had an old-fashioned design, but this was done with the proper skill to appear endearing. The walls and ceiling were painted a bubblegum pink and had several cartoonish animals drawn masterfully on them, as Hocu was also a skilled artist. The floor had a black and white checkerboard style, each square having a flavor of ice cream written in what looked to be chalk of varying color on each of them. The ceiling had a massive spinning silver chandelier that had light bulbs shaped like ice cream cones. Around twenty tables were dotted around the parlor, and each could fit around six people, though almost every table was in use. At the far end of the store, employees sat behind a counter, that also had rows upon rows waiting to be scooped by the mechanical crane hand, that the kids just loved.
The Big Scoop [sponsored by Capsule Corp!] was the perfect device for scooping the favorite treat of many. It slid along a prebuilt set of rails and lowered itself down to clamp down a portion of the sweet product. It then remained shut all the way back to its resting place above the counter and was ordered to scoop a certain flavor with the push of a button. Simplicity and efficiency mixed together to create the perfect scoop!
Mr. Hocu happily served the kids, with the help of his variety of employees, most of which were also Majin, though some zoanthropes worked there as well. Hocu was always quick with a smile or kind comment and loved his customers like family.
It was in this delightful establishment, that one young man, in particular, had decided to try something new.
Entering the establishment, Callion's ears filled with the sound of sheer yelps of delight and children's laughter. This brought a smile to the man's face. Callion had discovered a fondness for children with his time on Earth. Their smiles and hopeful expressions warmed Callion's heart and brightened his day. Callion made his way to the line of about four people, and waited patiently, already feeling as though this was going to be a great day! He thoughtfully left his blade and sheath in his gym bag, which was slung over his right shoulder.
His flat black hair had its usual sheen to it due to the gel he often used to hide his lineage. His tail sat hidden in his belt, and his black sleeveless gi and short sleeved red undershirt were tight against his toned chest. Two wristbands adorned each arm, each looking to be made of a mixture of plastic and fabric. His black pants and red boots with black laces were immaculately clean. The ends of his belt bobbed at an area between his crotch and knee with each of his measured steps. His black spectacles were currently in his right pocket, as he decided not to wear them today. The scar on his right cheek was currently covered by a white band-aid, as he was worried that the scar would frighten the children. His power level was currently being suppressed to a very low amount, as he didn't want to alert any nearby fighters on this day of lethargic indulgence.
Callion's smiled widened as he took in everything around him. The happy atmosphere was contagious.
Heavy Weights equipped! PL = 10,401
Ki Suppression used! PL appears to be 2!
@grace
Not quite the metropolis that Satan City was, but still of considerable population and size, this city was the Earth capital for foodstuffs. Deserts, fast foods, fine cuisine, if it were edible, you would find a sampling of it here. Our story took place in the "Short and Sweet" ice cream parlor. It was run by a very friendly Majin named Hocu, who loved each one of his customers dearly. His strawberry delight was the stuff of legend.
The establishment had an old-fashioned design, but this was done with the proper skill to appear endearing. The walls and ceiling were painted a bubblegum pink and had several cartoonish animals drawn masterfully on them, as Hocu was also a skilled artist. The floor had a black and white checkerboard style, each square having a flavor of ice cream written in what looked to be chalk of varying color on each of them. The ceiling had a massive spinning silver chandelier that had light bulbs shaped like ice cream cones. Around twenty tables were dotted around the parlor, and each could fit around six people, though almost every table was in use. At the far end of the store, employees sat behind a counter, that also had rows upon rows waiting to be scooped by the mechanical crane hand, that the kids just loved.
The Big Scoop [sponsored by Capsule Corp!] was the perfect device for scooping the favorite treat of many. It slid along a prebuilt set of rails and lowered itself down to clamp down a portion of the sweet product. It then remained shut all the way back to its resting place above the counter and was ordered to scoop a certain flavor with the push of a button. Simplicity and efficiency mixed together to create the perfect scoop!
Mr. Hocu happily served the kids, with the help of his variety of employees, most of which were also Majin, though some zoanthropes worked there as well. Hocu was always quick with a smile or kind comment and loved his customers like family.
It was in this delightful establishment, that one young man, in particular, had decided to try something new.
Entering the establishment, Callion's ears filled with the sound of sheer yelps of delight and children's laughter. This brought a smile to the man's face. Callion had discovered a fondness for children with his time on Earth. Their smiles and hopeful expressions warmed Callion's heart and brightened his day. Callion made his way to the line of about four people, and waited patiently, already feeling as though this was going to be a great day! He thoughtfully left his blade and sheath in his gym bag, which was slung over his right shoulder.
His flat black hair had its usual sheen to it due to the gel he often used to hide his lineage. His tail sat hidden in his belt, and his black sleeveless gi and short sleeved red undershirt were tight against his toned chest. Two wristbands adorned each arm, each looking to be made of a mixture of plastic and fabric. His black pants and red boots with black laces were immaculately clean. The ends of his belt bobbed at an area between his crotch and knee with each of his measured steps. His black spectacles were currently in his right pocket, as he decided not to wear them today. The scar on his right cheek was currently covered by a white band-aid, as he was worried that the scar would frighten the children. His power level was currently being suppressed to a very low amount, as he didn't want to alert any nearby fighters on this day of lethargic indulgence.
Callion's smiled widened as he took in everything around him. The happy atmosphere was contagious.
Heavy Weights equipped! PL = 10,401
Ki Suppression used! PL appears to be 2!
@grace
Short, Sweet, and To The Point!
