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Post by Brace on Mar 12, 2017 18:41:20 GMT
Current PL: 2,939
Form: Suppressed
--------- Well, at least a couple of the crew of the ship he travelled to Earth on seemed willing enough to help get his pod off, and help him move it to a private storage, after he had found one. Although, in all honesty, he was paying for both the moving, and the rent for the storage. Still, he believed he had enough to keep using the storage for a while. It was actually surprisingly cheap. Once the storing was done, he waved back at the true crew owners, and the helpful storage place owner, and then started to fly about, and give the Western Capitol of Earth that they had landed in a bit of a tour. If he was going to be completely honest, it felt a bit weird being back in his suppressed form again. He was just so used to being in his true form, and, previously, had only used his suppressed one for training with his Kabochan teacher—Who had been killed long ago—when he had been training with him when he was younger, or to occasionally use during business, incase he thought he needed to feel less intimidating. However, according to Deiroo, and some of the stronger Arcosians that he knew, the suppressed Arcosian state was best for bettering one's self physically. And, deep down, he knew that if he was ever going to make or help make the universe that he wanted, he was going to have to have immense physical power. And, the best way to begin reaching that goal was to not use his true form, unless he felt it was actually necessary for one reason or another. Anyway, as he continued exploring, he saw many things, including the strange Earth vehicles—Which he believed were called Cars-driving around, people—Humans, and both the strange anthromorphic creatures that also seemed to heavily populate the planet-walking around, and chatting it up with each other, and, something he could probably behind, Earth Shops. But, then again, most planets with a good economy had shops, didn't they? Although...There seemed to be little mini-shops of some kind as well. There were those selling weird, cylindrical meat-looking things, inbetween some sort of wheat-based food. There were those that were selling closed off brown funnels, with some sort of dairy-looking blobs ontop—At least, they looked like they were dairy. He honestly wasn't sure, considering all the colors they seemed to come in-And, there were ones selling...Paper? Some kind of folded up paper? ...Well, okay, as he looked closer, they seemed to have some sort print on them. And, from what some of these vendors were yelling, it sounded like they were for telling the news? Although, he wondered why people even needed papers for that. Maybe getting the news from tech-based objects were just too expensive? However, possibly the most ridiculous of these mini-shops that he had seen, was this one he had just spotted. It didn't look all that official, nothing to signify that it was an actual shop shop. Just a wooden table, with an odorous, poor-looking male human behind it, selling what looked to be some sort of toys? No, actually, upon landing nearby, he could see that these weren't regular toys, but, some poorly made knock-offs, that would probably break as soon as a person winded one up. "Hey, there, Kid!", the shady-looking man called to a nearby boy and his father. "Ya wanna buy one of these special, wind up 'Blue Banner Seargeant Steve' toys? Only ten zenni per toy~" The young boy looked on in interest, but, his father quickly grabbed his hand, and walked away. Well, that was a pretty smart parent, right there. He clearly knew a bad deal when he saw it, just like his own father. The shady-man scowled, obviously looking pretty mad that he wasn't able to sell to them. And, from the looks of things, he hadn't made a single sale all day, judging from how overly crowded by the toys the table was. Honestly, this was actually giving him a bit of hope for his future encounters with humankind. However, as the man spotted him, putting on a dirty, sly grin, Brace was starting to feel a bit less hopeful. "Hey, there, Alien man! Wanna buy a wind up 'BB Seargeant Steve'~?"Brace just stared at him, as if the man had just grown a third eye. "...You cannot actually be serious right now." He sighed heavily, wondering how just often he would have to deal with this type of human while on Earth. "First off, you have a table. Just a table. It's obvious you can't actually buy an actual shop. And, second, which actually relates to my previous point, you are not attired like someone who actually wants to be taken seriously businesswise. And, lastly, I can tell just by looking at them, that these toys are cheap knock offs of some legitimate earth toy. Seriously, the paint on them is coming right off! If I'm going to be completely honest here, someone would have to be either a complete moron or fool, to actually want to buy one of your toys." And, with that, he started to walk away...Only to hear a gun cock behind him, as well as some people screaming in fear from nearby, causing quite a few of the other people closeby to panic. The shady-looking man apparently had some sort of low grade weapon hidden on him. The man snarled at him, keeping his pistol pointed right at him. "I'm sick of youse ETs, an' your damn superiority complexes! I'll show ya! I'll show ya all!"Brace was silent for a few moments...Then, sighed, sounding heavily irritated. This was really not turning out to be a good first experience on this planet for him. |
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Post by Gira on Mar 15, 2017 1:18:30 GMT
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"Thanks gramps! See ya next week!" Gira waved goodbye to the elderly shopkeep as she walked out of the little shop with her groceries. She turned and walked down the street, headed back home. "Man, I wish I could fly." She sighed heavily. Normally, she followed her mothers rules without much complaint, but her using her abilities more frequently led to her questioning her mother's vision for her life. The recent spar she had with Kallabash made her seriously consider just embracing who she was. Gira's mulling of life-changing decisions was interrupted when she heard a commotion down the street. Several people were running her way, saying that there was a man that had a gun.
"Damn, looks like this is a job for the Watcher." Gira ran into a nearby alley and took off her top layer of clothing, revealing her Watcher outfit underneath. She recently decided to ditch the trench coat and opted for something a little more aerodynamic; a gymnast's suit from the local costume store. She got her white mask out of her bag and slid it over her face and put on her cape. "Watcher away!" She shouted in as dramatic a voice as she could muster before flying straight up into the sky and surveying the surrounding area. She saw the perpetrator clearly.
It appeared to be a man who was aiming a pistol at an... alien? It had to be alien. Certainly didn't look like anything from here. The hybrid stopped her gawking and zoomed to their location, landing to impose herself between the man and the alien. "Halt, citizen! What seems to be the problem?" She said to the gunman, using her body to shield the Arcosian from any gunfire. She was certain bullets couldn't hurt her. Probably.
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Post by Brace on Mar 18, 2017 1:58:36 GMT
Current PL: 2,939
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--------- Really, he couldn't believe that this was even happening right about now. Sure, it wouldn't be the first time that someone had overreacted to someone refusing to both their wares, but, in this case, it was completely understandable! Honestly, the man had been trying to sell him complete and utter junk! A sane person couldn't have honestly outright expected someone from another world to buy such a complete and utterly cheap knockoff, especially one that was of such obvious low quality! He turned around, to discover that the man's expression had become more desperate, and—to the Arcosian, anyway-obviously unhinged. "D-don't you move! I MEAN IT!", the gunman shouted. Brace couldn't help but roll his eyes. Didn't these humans have some sort of means with which to figure out that pointing a gun at a member of one of the strongest naturalborn races in history was at least somewhat of a bad idea? However, his eyerolling just seemed to make the man angry. "DON'T YOU ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, YOU ET BASTARD! I SWEAR, I'LL SHOOT, I WILL!"Okay, now, this was just starting to get sad. Honestly, he could probably just dodge right out of the way of any low grade projectiles, or even catch them, if he needed to! He was about ready to rush right up to the man, and kick his lights right out, when, suddenly, a strange girl—She definitely sounded young enough to qualify as a girl, at least to him, anyway-showed up at the scene, and seemed to rush in to protect him. From what he could tell from behind her, she seemed to be wearing some sort of mask. ...He couldn't help but wonder just how common this was on their world. She definitely felt strong, so, what possible reason could she have to want to hide her identity? He knew that most Arcosians and Saiyans would definitely want their enemies to know just who it was that was about to give them such a sound thrashing. And, from what he could tell, it definitely looked like she had had a saiyan tail. And, because of that, it just made him all the more stumped. Either way, Brace definitely could have dealt with the man if he wanted to...But, it was nice to actually see an earth person showing up to provide him aid, instead of pointing a gun at him, or running and screaming their head off like a lesser Brenchian chicken. He nodded in thanks. "It is definitely most kind of you to lend a hand here. I admit, I hadn't exactly been subtle with the way that I decided to criticize his obviously inferior products...But, just look at them! They looked like they were made by craftsmen who had no idea what they were doing, while probably standing on their heads while making the things!""YOU BE QUIET, YOU FREAKY, EXO-SKELETONED LIZARD ET!", the man with the gun screamed, eyes bulging out and looking heavily bloodshot. "AND, YOU! YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY, GIRLY, BEFORE I SHOOT YA TOO! I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE A LIVIN' HERE, BUT, THIS ALIEN FREAK INSULTED ME, AND MY PRODUCT, TO MY FACE! NOW, MOVE!"Gira---------
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Post by Gira on Mar 18, 2017 18:19:54 GMT
Gira started to take the situation a little more seriously now that she was neck-deep in it. The gunman was obviously unhinged and didn't seem interested in ending things peacefully. For some reason, he was out for blood. Brace's insults towards the man's products seemed to anger him even more. He certainly wasn't making her attempt to resolve this conflict any easier. It did help shed some light on the situation though. Brace apparently refused to buy the man's toys and by how things sounded, he was a little rude about it. This was basically a case of match-meets-powder keg.
Still, this didn't excuse the man's actions. Pulling a gun on someone was only excusable for self defense. The hybrid took a deep breath, calming herself so that she could keep her voice as even, calm, and professional as possible. She had to hurry before this powder keg exploded. "Sir, you haven't broken any laws yet. You don't want a murder on your conscious. Or your record. Do you?" She ignored his threat. The gun clearly didn't scare her. "It's clear you care very deeply about what you do." The teen turned to Brace.
"I'm sure you didn't mean any disrespect, right?" Though our young hero was trying to talk the gunman down, she kept on her guard, ready to counterattack if he started firing. "How about I buy some? How much are they?" Gira dug in her costume and pulled out her wallet. Hopefully her buying one of his toys would calm him down.
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Post by Jala on Mar 18, 2017 20:06:24 GMT
Jala walked through the streets of the city with her normal Ee-arth attire, an ‘I love Bao’ shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes; her tail wrapped around her waist and a bottle of Soga no Homare: Ginjo Sake in her hands, which she got from the Geijutsu no Sayaki. She loved every drop of the bottle and in her experiences, was one of the good qualities about the planet. It had a sweeter taste to it while having that kick that the sakes she usually gets have.
As she wandered the streets she heard people screaming about a gun, and being the Saiya-jin she was, headed toward the problem to cause MORE trouble.When she got into view, she noticed an Arcosian, some weirdly dressed women, and what she could tell, a human, pointing the gun at them. “HEY, YOU THREE!” Jala yelled. “What’s going on here?” Jala quickly said before taking a swig of her bottle, which was now at a quarter of what it was when she bought it.
She quickly made her way over to the three, eager to meet the girl, happily seeing that she was a Saiya-jin as well, but was annoyed at her being a girl. “Oi, these look like shit,” Jala muttered completely forgetting everyone else and focusing on the toys, grabbing one and smashing it to pieces without any effort from her. “Holy shit... Like these, are terribly made,” Jala said the trio, remembering they were there and turning back to them. “Sorry whose’s ever that was, but they were shit.”
Post Order: 1. Brace 2. Gira 3. Jala
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Post by Brace on Mar 21, 2017 16:00:44 GMT
Current PL: 2,939
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--------- Brace hummed, as he watched the girl try to reason with the man, stating he probably wouldn't want a murder on his conscience. Well, that seemed like a pretty good tactic. Although, as she turned to him, Brace was silent. Honestly, it had felt like the man had been disrespecting him and his noble merchant background, just from asking if he had wanted any of his cheap toys. Besides, it looked like the gunman was starting to reconsider, now looking somewhat hesitant. "W-well-" Then, he started to slowly perk up, as the girl mentioned buying the toys from him. "...R-really? You'd do that for a guy like me?" The man with the gun slowly started to smile, actually looking grateful for the offer. "W-well, thanks~" He slowly started to lower his gun- But, then yelped a bit, when someone else yelled at them. Brace turned his head. Huh. Another Saiyan, from the looks of it. He decided not to answer her, believing that the masked girl would probably already tell her anyway. He wondered what exactly was going to happen next. ...And, as the newcomer proclaimed that the toys looked like shit, Brace smirked, while the man looked a bit annoyed. And, then, as she broke one, calling it terribly made, Brace couldn't help but snicker a bit. He was starting to like this new saiyan a lot already. The man, however, widened his eyes, which started looking bloodshot, as fury seemed to boil deep inside the human's very being. As the female saiyan said they were shit once more, the man started to point the gun right at her now. "ALRIGHT, THAT DOES IT, SISTER! I HOPE YOU'RE READY TA MAKE PEACE WITH YOUR MAKER, CUZ I'M GONNA- ...W-wait." Suddenly, the man's attitude seemed to change, his eyes going wide, and his body starting to shake all over. Following his gaze, Brace believed that the man had finally seemed to notice that he was amongst Saiyans now. Looking back at the masked girl, the man looked behind her, and seemed to notice her monkey-like tail as well. Dropping his gun, the man screamed, "Oh my god, y-youse girls are saiyans! I-I'm sorry! I'M SORRY! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" The man then started to run away down a nearby alley, screaming his head off, while a couple of nearby Blue Banner Police had finally arrived on the scene, and were now starting to chase the man down. Brace couldn't help but snicker again. "Oh my gods~" He let out a sigh. "I know, I know, I probably should not be laughing at something like that." And, then, he then proceeded to let out a large burst of laughter. "B-but, that was the most hilarious t-thing I've ever seen!" He didn't seem completely able to control his laughter at the moment. "T-the way you just called out those idiotic toys, crushed one in your hand, and then called them shit again! Hehe, and the way he reacted at first, all mad, looking like he was about to shoot you..." He then let out a large 'HAAA!', before continuing on. "And, then, he finally realized that the both of you were saiyans, and took off, yelping like a Brenchian Lesser Sheepdog!" He wiped a tear from his eye, and let out a satisfied sigh. "I've got to say, despite being held up by a man with a primitive projectile weapon, that this is probably my favorite day on Earth so far~" And, gods knew that he needed something like this, considering he was the last member of his family left, and the universe still needed so much fixing to be done to it. "Ahhhhhhhhh~ Anyway, if you two wouldn't mind, perhaps you could show me around this city of yours'? Seems pretty exciting already, and, in the good way too."
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Post by Gira on Mar 22, 2017 0:49:08 GMT
Gira held back a sigh of relief as the man seemed to calm down and lower his gun. "Of course I would. They seem... nice. Clearly, a lot of work was put into them." They were shoddily made, she would admit. Still, it seemed the offer to buy his toys, no matter how low-quality they were, leveled out his temper. Now, all she had to do was buy one or two of his toys and this whole situation would be over. Then a monkey wrench was thrown into her plans. (Pun intended) A Saiyan woman approached, looking like she had a little too much to drink. A bottle of sake was in one hand and with the other, she crushed one of the man's toys and insulted him again. "Son of a--" Gira sighed, exasperated. The gunman got angry again, of course, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked as though he had seen a ghost. The teen followed his line of sight and found that he was looking at the Saiyan woman that just showed up. Then at her own tail. It was clear then that the man knew what she was. If not by the look on his face, then by the way he screamed in terror and acknowledged their race before running off. Gira thought about chasing the guy, but the police were on the scene and appeared to have it handled.
Gira looked a little in thought as she gazed down the alley where the police were pursuing the man. "He seemed so scared of us." She could kind of understand why. Gira could have ripped him apart with one finger if she wanted to. But that was the thing. She didn't want to. She wouldn't hurt anyone seriously. Even a criminal. Gira shook her head and looked over at the man who had the gun pulled on him. He looked like he was okay. In fact, he was even laughing at the situation. Called this day on Earth his favorite. Gira examined him for a second, trying to remember his race. It seemed so familiar. Probably from one of her mom's books. He was an... Arcosian. That's right. From what she read, they were a pretty conniving people. Powerful too. She had to tread carefully around him. She'd let his behavior speak for itself though. No one group of people are exactly the same. He seemed a little... out of touch with how things were on Earth. But he didn't come across to Gira as evil. Not yet anyway.
Seeing as how the street was deserted and she was among fellow aliens now, she removed her mask after Brace asked if she and the other Saiyan could give him a tour of the city. "Um, yeah. Sure. I'd be happy to show you around. I've lived here my whole life. I'm Gira. Nice to meet you." She offered the Arcosian her hand and turned her head to look at Jala. "Nice to see another Saiyan about." The teen smiled at her. The girl definitely identified more with her Saiyan heritage than her Earthling heritage. So she was always happy to see one of her kind around. Now that she thought about it, a lot of her kind came around here. Looking at Jala, she seemed to fully embrace her identity as a Saiyan. Why couldn't she do that? Walk around out of costume with her tail out. Hell, why couldn't she FLY around with her tail out? What was the harm in that? Gira would have to think seriously about this later. For now, she would think of places to show Brace. Give him a good first impression of the Earth. It seemed like he was having fun already, so that was good.
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Post by Jala on Mar 22, 2017 2:11:26 GMT
“Eh? Tour? Pft, the best ‘tour’ I can give is to tell what are buildings and what aren’t. I don’t live here and I just recently came to Ee-arth.” Jala said lazily, pressing her scouter and scanning each person power and raising an eyebrow at each power level. “Damn Arcosian, you seem pretty weak, er- strong. Yea, that’s the word.” Jala said, quickly catching herself and not wanting a bloodthirsty Arcosian on her hands for insulting him.
“And the kid Saiya-jin… Wow, impressive.” Jala remarked at the Saiya-jin’s power level, surprised someone, who she thought looked like a kid, had a power level near equal to her’s. “Wow, that’s surprising. You… Kid, whatcha looking at? Like what you see?” The Saiya-jin asked, confused why Gira was looking at her. “Uh, anyway, I’m Abaddon,” Jala said, taking her eyes off the other Saiyaness. Her tail flicked with interest as she begun small talk with the two others.
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Post by Brace on Mar 23, 2017 14:32:01 GMT
Current PL: 2,939
Form: Suppressed
--------- He smiled, and nodded at the girl who had been masked. Well, she definitely seemed nice and polite enough. And, she had done her best to help him with the whole gunman thing, even if he hadn't necessarily made matters any better. But, still, that didn't necessarily seem to have prevented her from trying anyway. And, that was probably a good thing. It was good to see people on this planet who actually kept trying, no matter what others throw at them. He wished he had done a bit better at that, back when he was still living in the Arcosian Empire, but, maybe it was good he hadn't in the long run, because now he could get to see Earth, and all of the people living on it. Grabbing her hand, he shook it. "Brace, ex-Arcosian Empire businessman. Pleasure to meet you, Gira.", he told her, before looking at the other saiyan girl. So, she wasn't from around Earth, huh? Well, he wasn't exactly surprised. While it was starting to look like Earth had been a hotspot for the Saiyan race to some degree, most probably still lived in the territory of the Solar Saiyan Empire. However, as she scanned their power levels, and called him weak, he couldn't help but do his own eyebrow raising type expression, despite the fact that he didn't really have any eyebrows himself. "...You know, for someone not from Earth, it seems a bit convenient—Or, well, inconvenient, to be technically accurate—That you seemed to have to forgotten the reason why Arcosians are sometimes called 'Changelings'. This is only my suppressed form." As he looked her over, and spotted the bottle, though- "Although, honestly, I guess I couldn't really blame you for being forgetful at the moment. I've had those sort of moments too..."He then hummed a bit, as she mentioned her name. "'Abaddon'? Well, I have to admit, I've honestly never heard of a saiyan name like 'Abaddon' before. Is that supposed to sound demonic, or something?" Ah, well, he supposed it didn't really matter. "Anyway, perhaps the three of us could have that, ummmmmmm... Mini-shop food? To be perfectly honest, I have no idea what you call those thin, rounded cylindrical meats, or those strange cones with the dairy balls put on top..."Gira---------
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Post by Gira on Mar 23, 2017 20:02:36 GMT
Gira finished shaking hands and sharing introductions with Brace and looked over at the Saiyan, who remarked at her power level. "Oh, yeah. I'm pretty strong, I guess. Could be stronger though." She remembered her duel with Kallabash awhile back. That battle was very eye-opening. It showed her that she could go even further than she thought possible. The young half-Saiyan was determined to see just how far she could make it. The girl was thinking so much that she didn't notice that she was staring at the woman. Her face went red with embarrassment. "Oh, no! I'm just thinking is all. Sorry." Gira remembered the transformations of the Arcosians once Brace mentioned it.
His kind were known to have incredibly high power levels that were kept in check by suppressing their power behind a transformation. Gira reached out with her sixth sense and felt his power level. It was quite low, that was for sure. But he could become much more powerful. She then felt the Saiyan's ki. She was quite weak, even weaker than Brace was in his suppressed form. That sleight of hers a little bit ago didn't make a lot of sense after that. Maybe she had a secret transformation. She recalled reading about Saiyans. They had several transformations other than the Oozaru form. She read that a Saiyan can eventually transform into what the book called a 'Super Saiyan.' Maybe she was one of those? Perhaps they could both be allies? Strong people should stick together after all.
They didn't seem that bad either. Now that the whole situation before was finished, Brace was actually quite pleasant. The female Saiyan was a little rough around the edges, but she seemed nice enough. Gira took note of her name, Abaddon. It did sound like a demonic name. She wished she could have a name that cool. 'Gira' sounded too simple and boring to her. Brace gave a suggestion of where to go. A good one, in fact. He called it mini-shop food, but she knew what he meant. Especially when he mentioned what could only be hot dogs and ice cream. Gira's stomach growled at the mention of food, though Brace's description wasn't exactly what one would call appetizing. She hadn't eaten since breakfast. The teen hybrid was completely on board with this. "That sounds like a great idea! We can go get some hot dogs AND ice cream from one of those carts downtown. They're pretty good. I can lead the way."
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Post by Jala on Mar 24, 2017 13:54:59 GMT
“Eh? Oh yea! Sorry bud! I forget you guys have a massive transformation. Thankfully I never faced your guys’ race when I’m on a job; you guys would wreck me!” Jala said, chuckling. “Sorry if you guys were trying to be a hero and stuff and I screwed if I screwed it up.” The young Saiyan added, watching the both of them. She snickered when the younger Saiya-jin went red with embarrassment. “Ha ha ha. Don’t worry ‘bout it kid, I’m joking ya.”
She listened to Brace and smirked when he said demon. “Actually, I heard someone once say it and it’s meaning is the destroyer. I guess it would be of demonic heritage. But, it’s a cover up name, I’m not too fond of giving out my real name, it’s a force of habit.” Jala explained to Brace and Gira. Her tail danced in the air when she heard food and didn’t really care about the description that Brace was giving.
“Food? I’m starving. I dunno what a meat cylinder is, but it sounds pretty tasty… Wait, what is this ‘hotdog’ and ‘ice cream’? Is that the meat cylinder you talked about?” Jala asked, her interest completely focused on the food. She was eager to try the food Gira suggested and smiled and turned to Gira and asks her, “So where you born on Vegeta? Or here? You're pretty different than normal Saiya-jin.” |
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Post by Brace on Apr 2, 2017 19:50:41 GMT
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--------- He hummed a bit, as he heard 'Abaddon' continue to tell them about her name. Destroyer, huh? Well, she definitely felt stronger than most people on this planet, that was for sure, and she was probably even stronger than the average saiyan warrior. As she told them that it was actually a cover up name, though, he couldn't help but feel at least a little bit curious...But, it would probably be best if he didn't pry too much. These two seemed friendly enough so far, and he would hate for that to abruptly change, just because he decided to be a bit nosy about her name. He then looked at the other girl, blinking a bit. "'Hot Dogs'? 'Ice cream'? ...Who in the universe would want to cook a dog?" He can't help but shudder a bit. "That just sounds obscene, and disgusting! And, Ice Cream? ...Those dairy balls didn't really look like ice to me, and, who would really know better about that?" Although, he supposed both of those things could have just been names. They wouldn't be the first culture to have misnomers for their names, although, maybe they weren't complete misnomers. But, anyway- "Still, I suppose I might as well try them, at least. Who knows, I might end up being pleasantly surprised~"Gira ---------
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Post by Gira on Apr 2, 2017 23:53:54 GMT
Gira laughed sheepishly when Jala said that she was only joking. "Oh, okay." She then asked if Gira was born on Earth or Vegeta. The teen wondered if she really was that different from other Saiyans. Her and Jala seemed pretty different. Not like that was a bad thing though. "I was born here." Gira replied, answering her question. "My dad is from Vegeta though. I'm technically only half-Saiyan. My mom's an alien culture expert. She met my dad on a research trip there. I was born... a week after they got back? I was almost born in space. That would have been cool." The teen half-Saiyan stifled a giggle. These two really didn't know what she was talking about. "Oh god, no! They aren't literal dogs. I... honestly don't know why they're called hot dogs. As for ice cream, it's basically frozen cream, sugar, and whatever else you want to add to flavor it. I'm not an ice cream expert though." Gira turned towards the direction of where the carts set up shop. "Okay, i'll take you there! Hot dogs and ice cream are really tasty, I promise. Especially together and SUPER especially with friends." Gira led the way down the street. They weren't too far away. As they walked, Gira put her mask back on. Couldn't have her secret identity revealed to the wider public. "So, uh..." Gira paused for a second. "You two are legit aliens, right? Like, not from Earth? Where are you guys from?" She could guess Jala was perhaps from Vegeta, since she asked if she was from there and the planet was home to the largest population of Saiyans. Jala |
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Post by Jala on Apr 4, 2017 7:47:37 GMT
“Dog? The hell are those? I mean, if I need to, I’ll eat anything. Dairy? What are all these terms ya’ll are using?” Jala asked confused with the Arcosian, groaning at her lack of knowledge of this planet. “Here? Must be tribes like Pieter talked about… Eh? ‘Nother halfling? Wow, that’s surprising… Ice Cream sounds good and I wouldn't mind trying the ‘hot dog’.” she said eager, kinda curious on what this hot dog and ice cream. “They are? Oh, that’s great!... Okay, that sounds bull. Nothing tastes better with other people. Taste doesn’t change with eating with other people.” Jala said, rolling her eyes at the sentimental bullshit.
“Watcha wearing a mask for kid? You afraid of your identity or something?... What if I took it off kid~? What would ya do then, huh~?” Jala asked in a playful tone, a smile growing on her face as she walked with Gira and Brace to get the food. “Alien? Me? Sure. I come from many, many planets. I’ve seen worlds beyond your wildest dreams… I think. I’ve so much fun at work and on leave from it. I lived on Vegeta for… I dunno, like 6 years before my job took me off planet and I went to have so much fun~... Eh, not always fun, including my job.”
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Brace
Newcomer
PL: 15,580
True Form (x10)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @zackepic22
OOC Name: Coolaboi
Posts: 22
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Post by Brace on Apr 6, 2017 14:21:38 GMT
Current PL: 2,939
Form: Suppressed
--------- He couldn't help but stare at Abaddon a bit. "...Really? Saiyans don't have anything like those? Not even wolves? You know, the creatures with the long snouts, sharp teeth, pack instinct, and the odd tendency to howl up at the moon? If not, then, honestly, I'm kind of surprised." He didn't say 'Because of your moon link', though, even though it did seem like Saiyans and wolf-type creatures might get along pretty well. "Although, even the one Native Arcosian Wolf species I know of is critically endangered. Only got to see one at the Arcosian Capital's zoo that one time. No, the reason I know about dogs, is because the Brenchians bought about a hundred from Earth a few hundreds year back, and they've been breeding them, and have been coming up with new breeds since. I think every planet in the Arcosian territories has at least half-a-thousand minimum by now." As he talked about it, he couldn't help but remember that one toy-sized dog his father had bought for him when he was a child. Poor Belozer. Even though he loved him, he still could have been a better pet owner. At least the little dog got to die of old age. "Anyway-" He turned to Gira. "Half-Saiyan, huh? Interesting. Especially the mother whose an alien culture expert." He couldn't help but grin a bit. "I think I'd like to meet her sometime." Anyway, as he continued to listen, he nodded, actually licking his lips a bit. "That does sound pretty good, to be perfectly honest!" He rolled his eyes at Abaddon's claim that nothing tasted better with other people. "I think you'd be surprised how experiencing things together with other people makes it a whole let better than it would be simply doing it alone." Gods knew that he already had to do a lot of things alone since his mother died of sickness... Anyway, he nodded, following Gira as she headed back toward the stands, but, couldn't help but blink in confusion as she put her mask back on. "UMmmmm...Well, yes, I suppose you could call me that. I'm from the planet known as Arcose, of the Arcosian Empire. We Arcosians have been nicknamed 'Changelings' by others-" He then chuckled good-naturedly. "Which I suppose does fit, considering how much our physical forms can change whenever we transform."As Abaddon asked about the mask, though, Brace couldn't help but nod with curiosity. "It does seem a bit odd that you're concerned about your identity here...Honestly, even though I've just arrived on this planet, I've felt several individual powers that far exceed what seems to be the norm. Do they wear masks too?" He then pointed at Abaddon. "She doesn't. And, honestly, having a higher bit of power than the majority of people on this planet is nothing to feel ashamed about! Honestly, you have a very good-looking humanoid face. Shame to be hiding that under a mask, don't you think...?"
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WC: 492
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