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Post by Etoru on Apr 20, 2017 22:27:29 GMT
As Etoru powered up, to his annoyance, yet another warrior decided to arrive to the scene! Everyone was so nosy nowadays. I mean sure, he was curious most of the time....but it wasn’t like he had a job, or school….or friends his age. Kale went ahead and asked the Saiyan child why he was doing this. But...more importantly, he knew Etoru was a defender of Earth…! The boy’s eyes had a slight sparkle, and his cheeks had a tinge of red. ”E-Eheh….so you’ve heard of me~! E-Ehem...anyways...I’m doing this for a very good reason!”
”It’s to beat the Mazoku Empire…! Xylo has an empire, and in order for me to beat him and his army, I’m going to need an Empire too!” It was a childish thought, and more obvious, a childish act. But, well, he was a child. What Kale said next made him blink however. ”Wait, my mom’s teaching you…? I didn’t know she had students…” He mumbled. Though, Vi pitched in his comments towards Kale. This caused Etoru’s cheeks to puff up slightly in a pout. ”W-Wonder boy?! I-I don’t want attention! IDIOT! I-I don’t do stupid flashy moves...you wonderboy!”
He nearly yelped after that when a creepy old man jumped at Vi-Poi! He went for the premiers rear, causing the android to shriek extremely loudly. Etoru flinched slightly, and stared at the group, extremely confused.
The boy stared at Vi-poi blankly. It appears that he dropped his charge...he yelped when Vi Gave him a glare. While it would have been easy to just blast him there...Etoru felt it as cheap. In fact, he would have simply just dropped his gathered energy to make it fair...but he immediately began charging again. The atmosphere felt a lot more nerve racking now however. But he couldn’t be that strong? Not in his super Saiyan two state anyways…!
Lightning danced around his form as his aura flared around him. If he fired now., he’d have the advantage! He’s been charging longer than him since Vi-Poi dropped the energy he rounded up! He’d be down for the count…! A golden aura spiraled around his mechanical arm, and he grit his teeth. This was it..!
Before he fired however, Capper appeared out of no where! Etoru nearly stumbled, and he held back his arm, gritting his teeth. He stared at Capper in shock, and was about to go off on him, before he began pleading. Etoru had a bored, annoyed expression glued to his face. ”..Eh? So what, if we shouldn’t fight, we should just ‘ask’ Xylo to stop being evil. Fighting is all we can do--erm.” Etoru cut his statement short when Capper turned too him, eyes filled with tears. ”C..Capper…” The boy grit his teeth. Why did he have to be so soft?! ”....I wasn’t planning on seriously hurting anyone, and I’m not gonna kill Vi…” He grumbled.
His aura continued to flare around him. He couldn’t just stop now….could he? What would Vi do? He was most likely going to be in a heap of trouble after this. Then, something unexpected happened. Another telepathic message came through from Celmaru again...only this time, what he said caused a shiver to run down his spine. Did he mean...was he threatening to tell Maeve?! His face turned slightly pale. Etoru didn’t respond to Celmaru...it was a sign of weakness.
Though it wouldn’t have made a difference. He was going to be in trouble anyways. If anything, Capper was the reason he was doing this. He growled, and stretched both his arms to the side, the energy dropping completely. He put his hands behind his head in an irritated expression, head towards Vi. ”Okay, so we still doin’ this or can I go…cause I’ll gladly kick your butt...” He grumbled stubbornly.
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Dropped Charge!
KP: 3/3
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Post by Kale on Apr 21, 2017 16:55:17 GMT
Before Kale could counter Etoru's words with his own, Capper placed himself between the android and the hybrid. His eyes widened in terror. Was the Saiyan boy out of his mind? Putting himself between the two charging attacks would surely vaporize him upon contact! It was in that instant that Kale made a decision. If those attacks were to fire, he would do his best to get Capper out of their paths.
An overwhelming sense of relief washed over the Saiyan when Vi-Poi canceled his charge and backed down from attacking Etoru. It seemed that Capper's pleas for the two to stop, in addition to the words of the other people, were helping the situation significantly in contrast to egging the fighters on. But then, an admittedly amusing spectacle occurred. The old man that Kale noticed before violated the blue-haired android before his very eyes! After a deafening screech and an admittedly entertaining display, the old man was knocked out cold. "Eh," Kale muttered to himself, "he kinda deserved that."
Etoru was the one to cancel his attack this time. Kale, on the other hand, weighed different responses to Etoru's statements from before. The Saiyan noted that the boy honestly believed that he was doing a good thing here. Etoru wanted to help the planet, and Kale greatly admired that. But even if that were the case, taking over an Earth-owned city was a terrible action to commit. Especially for a selfish reason like building an empire to fight another.
"You say that what you're doing here is to help the Earth," the Saiyan began, "then you need to take a long, hard look at yourself. If the Kami is your mother, then she would be devastated if you ruled over the people she dedicates her life to protecting. You don't need an army to defeat another. Innocent lives will most likely get caught in the crossfire." Kale hovered closer to Etoru now, getting within arm's reach of the boy.
While Kale was fairly intimidated by the Super Saiyan Two, his conviction and sense of purpose shone through. "I can understand where you're coming from. But this isn't the answer. Instead of making an army, you should ask your friends for help. But if you still have your heart set on fighting and making a scene, then don't expect me to fight on your side today." Kale's eyes had a piercing gaze about them. It was almost as if he was glaring right into Etoru's soul. "What's it gonna be?"
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Apr 22, 2017 1:04:14 GMT
| A NEW EMPIRE || CAPPER'S PL: 20 | | MSSJ COLLARD'S PL: 3,000,000 | | CHIRE'S PL: UNKNOWN | | NALA'S PL: UNKNOWN |
| GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
"...He touched the butt."
With one startled shriek from Vi and well-earned punch from Ornion, a certain old and perverted man was sent flying across the city! On the ground, Chire'a head would whip around as she traversed the lower lands to approach her son and spouse, to see the unconscious body of "Jiji" beside her. Looking up, the saiyan noted she was just below the group... But then again, touching the precious butt of Earth's premier shouldn't go unpunished besides a quick knockout, right? As hilarious as that endeavor was, Chire had an idea. "Nice face you got there, old man." The saiyan spoke to the unconscious body of Nava's shapeshifted state. "It would be a real shame if..." She began, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a permanent marker. "...Happ-pen-ed to it."
Chire concluded with a vile smile and a chuckle with her pun. She wouldn't kill him, no siree. Not in front of Capper. But humiliation was the next best thing, and something as comical as the fine art of face painting suited Chire's strange fancy. Turning around to the growing group behind her, Chire would call out. "HEY! WHAT DO YOU PUNKS WANT ME TO DRAW ON THIS PERVERT'S FACE?!" The saiyan rang with a goofy smile and a flex, earning a few smiles from the fearful crowd. Sometimes a little laugh was all that could help in a tense situation. "D...Draw a mustache!" One young girl rang out first, earning another sly smile from the saiyan mother. More humans followed suit.
"A unibrow!"
"No no no-- a UniCORN!" "Draw Ornion's face!"
"pooOOOP!" "Draw a monocle!"
Chire's horrible art skills served well as she doodled on the KO'd old man's face, whom likely wouldn't have much to say about the whole endeavor just yet. A monocle, an triangle around his other eye, a small pile of poop, a poorly drawn face of Earth's superstar, Ornion, a unicorn (which was in reality a piece of corn riding a unicycle), and of course the classical mustache and unibrow. "Heh heh heh..." Chire found herself chuckling, marveling at her greatest masterpiece since Capper. Flipping out her newly purchased Z-Phone, Chire would slide her face into the camera beside her artwork with a smug smirk! "Say cheese, oldie!" The saiyan rang, snapping a photo of the artist, herself, and her magnificent artwork. She could barely hold back a laugh as she began to jeet it out on her Jitter account, making sure to tag the Premier.
Turning back up to the scuffle above now that her work was done, Chire's smile twisted into a concerned frown when she saw Capper positioned between the two superpowers... No-- they wouldn't kill him, no doubt about it. There was nothing to worry about, right? Chire bit her lip when she saw Capper's distress... Maybe butting in, back from the dead now, wouldn't be the best for an already teraful and shaken saiyan. She knew Capper would be happy to see her, but her child had to stop the fight.
Chire couldn't be prouder of her precious little brat.
The fluff break is over now, back to the angst. While Chire was making art below, Capper's breathing would only get heavier and heavier as the group continued on... Capper found himself yelling in unison alongside Vi-Poi in shock when Jiji groped his rear, nearly falling off of his Skull Blaster. Even the cat skull let out a loud screech alongside her soulmate! Jormungandr soon lurched forwards, wrapping her arms around her friend in a tight hug, assuring him it would all be okay. Capper's expression softened for a moment, but tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Hesitantly, he returned the embrace with a quick, quiet comment only Jormungandr could hear. "...I know you're lying to make me feel better." Capper commented, his sullen glance trialing to the side. "...But thanks. R... Really."
It was then a faintly familiar voice echoed in Capper's head, causing the already distraught saiyan to jolt once more. and squirm out of Jormungandr's hug. Celmaru explained to Capper that the saiyans were nothing but a bunch of brutes that wanted to pound others into the ground. Nobody seemed to be in a talkative mood, so it was apparently best to move out of the way... and give up? Capper glanced to Etoru, then Vi-Poi. Nala let out a low growl, easily sensing her summoner's growing distress and anger... A bunch of brutes? His FRIEND was NOT a brute! 'Stay... Stay out of this!' Capper found himself hissing back in response, closing his eyes with a very furrowed brow and grit teeth. 'Etoru is NOT a brute! Who-- who do you think you are to judge me, him, and EVERY saiyan there is as a mindless brawler! We aren't fighting for the sake of fighting!! He wants to help! I want to help! So stay the hell out of my way!' Capper snapped, breathing intensifying and wavering with his newfound anger. 'I'm weak. I'm useless. But goddammit, I am not giving up now. I am not giving up. I WON'T give up.'
'You... YOU CLOD!!!'
Capper hissed back, letting out one more exasperated breath. Cutting off his connection from Celmaru, the saiyan hybrid would now find a mental wall in the way of any further telepathic connection to Capper. To the outside viewer, judging by the boy's facial expression, intense breathing, and his hands burried into his head of hair- something just happened. But what? Still, It was impossible for Celmaru to talk to him any further after he dropped his signature "clod" bomb. More yelling ensued around the saiyan, only increasing his anger...
Etoru seemed to calm down, much to Capper's relief. But the boy spoke of not intending to hurt anyone- or kill for the matter. Capper clenched his fists, closing his eyes. "...That's not my point." He hissed, narrowing his tearful eyes as the waterworks began to turn off. His heart hammered in his chest, as if it wanted to break free and slap someone. "You fight, and you're in for a onesided, humiliating shitstomping." Capper proclaimed with more hostility, raising a hand and gesturing to the Premier. "His power level is SIXTEEN MILLION, you halfwit! You-- you are a measly, insignificant EIGHT million last time I checked!" The saiyan proclaimed, clenching his fists. "Now let's put this into perspective, okay?" Capper spoke with a vile smile, narrowing his eyes. "Ouroubros, ohoho, Ouroboros was only fifteen million. And he..." Capper trailed off, glancing to the side and momentarily catching himself in his anger. Sighing, the boy continued, shaking his head and speaking in a calmer tone that momentarily escalated into anger once more. "You will lose. And you will face disappointment again. Hell, you might even lose another limb again!"
"So... Why fight if you can't win? Why...?"
Capper trailed off, tears once again bubbling up. "I... I can't understand."
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Jormungandr , Vi-Poi , Collan Vixen , Celmaru Waterfield , Nava . Etoru , Kale
OOC NOTES: Enjoy a Madpper, featuring Chire's mad art skills
C O L L A R D H O F F E R S O N
3,000,000 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Mastered Super Saiyan TECHS USED:
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UNKNOWN PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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| C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N 20 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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Post by Jormungandr on Apr 23, 2017 4:28:42 GMT
(skip me. There isn't much for Jormungandr to do, that I can tell, and I don't want to hold us all up.)
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Post by Vi-Poi on Apr 23, 2017 8:18:49 GMT
Celmaru had jolted Etoru enough with that mother threat to make him stop concentrating his chi. Vi-Poi chortled. Wants to rule the world and is still afraid of his mommy.
“I think my butt’s had enough involvement for one day,” Vi-Poi said wryly in response to Etoru’s challenge. He floated higher into the air as the shining aura whipping around him grew fiercer still, watching the fighters gee and haw with Etoru. “Earth already has an army. A really good one. We’re already planning on stopping Xylo if he keeps at it,” He gave Capper a side-eye. “So what happened -- got bored and decided to start a civil war?” He gave another snort. Their low, petty motives were almost enough to make him angry again if it weren’t for this flood of one-hundred percent real, Grade A Organic, local grown chi flowing through his body, which made him feel like a million Zeni and want to give out free hovercars on a live talk show or something instead of fighting.
“I’ll give you a deal and forget this ever happened if you go home and promise you’ll never try something like this again. You could have gotten a lot of people hurt, ya know.”
His voice suddenly donned the soft lilt cloak of a Brench-seijin. “It’s a heaps good deal, ya bogan. Ay’d tehk it, cause ya not gettin a bettah one.”
To punctuate his ultimatum, Vi-Poi gripped his fists tight and spread his feet apart, the growing energy inside of him now erupting with a shout. He was spreading his chi outward in a great ring to avoid damaging the city, but all that extra energy had to go somewhere. Far in the distance, on the eastern horizon, dark stars rose from Mount Paozu as ancient and worn mountains in Dragon Rock began to float. To the south, across the Diablo Desert where bandits now ran for cover from a freak sandstorm, Mount Fry-Pan awoke for the first time anyone living on its slopes could remember. Smoke roared from its top like a freight engine, but at least there was no fire. The oceans were churning, too, and puzzled fishermen all around the world watched as low-tide came early.
Vi-Poi focused. He was holding enough energy to doom the world, if he weren't careful. But he was careful. He could feel the flow of the planet, too, just like he had on Namek. And he knew that if he moved his energy in the same direction (this was the best word he could think to describe the feeling) as Earth's, it would do no harm.
(Vi-Poi is continuing to power up. 52,751,196 next round)
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Post by Collan Vixen on Apr 25, 2017 2:17:42 GMT
A New Empire Collan's PL: 33,379 | Rinsuji's PL: 100K Bonuses: N/A
Collan just continued to watch as things went on, it didn't make him feel better with how upset Capper was. The only thing that kept Collan being able to look like he wasn't on the verge of tears was the two strongest people here actually trying to work things out. So while it may not have been through him, at least peace was working, just like how Chai would have wanted it.
Meanwhile though, with Rinsuji, he was still charging his barrier. He wasn't going to leave until he knew fighting wasn't going to happen. His hands continued to radiate Ki to show he was still planning to use his barrier. He just stood there...waiting...watching to see if someone would make a move. Well, a lethal move that is.
- Attack used: Ultra Ki Barrier Banzai [MP3] still charging! Currently has the strength of 200K PL!
- Collan's KP: 3/3 | Rinsuji's KP: 3/3
- OOC: Very short post, not too proud of this, but there really wasn't much for either Collan or Rinsuji to do.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 26, 2017 4:04:26 GMT
The telepathic connection was forcefully disconnected, leaving Celmaru with the echo of a wailing Capper. A ireful mind left alone with what was seemingly a mistake. Yet, a detail protruded from the young Saiyan's mental grievances. Capper specified Etoru; Celmaru specified anyone else. Being called a 'clod' was rather discomforting, though. Admittedly its been months since he was legitimately insulted, or called a name. What a strange sense of self-pity and nostalgia. Regardless -- "When did I mention Etoru? When did I specify that it was every Saiyan to ever exist? I only said that the universe held many a brute."
|'Either way Etoru has time to learn better.'|"WHAT?!"Oh boy this isn't going to stop is it. Teeth crunched against one another briefly, an inaudible grinding rumbling within the confines of a mouth. Taveon's jaw crackled for a moment, his odd attempts at regaining his hearing progressing. A soft clack was audible, eventually. Celmaru, meanwhile, rigidly twisted his fingers about, repetitive popping occurring as details spewed further. Between Capper's borderline rambling and Etoru's boastful mischief, the hybrid was left with names and numbers. Xylo. Ouroboros. Fifteen million. Brows furrowed in minor disbelief. It seemed so entirely preposterous that it had to be false. Yet, the wailing Saiyan was to be on the verge of tears; sorrow contorting his emotions. Alright, fine.
"..."
"..."
"Why fight when you can't win?"
Taveon's ear suddenly popped oh-so graciously.
"Okay, what?"
"Why fight when you can't win?"
"Last I checked not many people gave a shit."
"He does."The ancestor, beginning to recover from the screeching, stared at the whimpering Saiyan. Suddenly, a boisterous voice erupted from within him, directed at Capper. Unfortunately, Taveon blatantly ignored everyone else in doing so. The hybrid's eyes shifted downwards, his head shaking both in a vibration and in an awkward shame. It wasn't even his own behavior this time.
"HEY! HAVE YOU TRIED MAKING YOUR FRIEND NOT TAKE OVER A CITY?"
"ALSO HAVE YOU TRIED NOT LISTENING TO THIS KID? HE'S IN AN INFINITELY SHITTY MOOD OR SOMETHING! ITS STUPID BUT HE'S BEEN LIKE THAT SINCE THE SUPER DUPER SUPER SAIYAN!"
"Will you shut up!"
"No, you shaddap -- I ALSO THINK THAT WORRYING ABOUT A XYLOPHONE SHOULDN'T BE TOO HIGH ON YOUR PRIORITY LIST!"The ancestor's evidently crude rambling was haphazardly interrupted by a palm grasping his cheeks. Unfortunately, the hybrid's patience had run far too thin; more so of Taveon and little else. Twirling around over a 180 degrees, Celmaru flung the ancestor into the distant horizon. With little more than an escalating shout, the ancient Waterfield vanished. Tucking in his knees, the hybrid spoke in exasperation as his arms bent at their respective sides. "Alright, we're done here! Good day to you! Sorry that I'm forced to house that asshole!"With that, an attempt to follow suit with Taveon was made. Rocketing off into the distance, Celmaru simultaneously hoped to keep himself away from that immense pressure of Vipoi, along with avoiding another potentially troublesome fit of rage. Whatever; if the Premier wanted to clash fists with a damned child, fine. Not his anyway.
My schedule over the next few weeks will not be easily determined; especially if it'll be open or not for posting. (I'd hate to be the guy that holds up this DE, regardless of whether or not my schedule may not be able to accommodate for a DE posting pattern.) Celmaru is attempting to leave this DE (for the reason stated above, alongside Taveon acting far too tactless). PL please. |
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Post by Etoru on Apr 26, 2017 6:16:35 GMT
Etoru frowned at Vi's denial. "Fine, whatever. Would of got destroyed anyways...." He grumbled, albeit a little stubbornly. Though, Vi's next statement really annoyed Etoru. "W-What?! If Xylo keeps it up...just take him on now! He stole a planet for Pete's sake!" The boy puffed his cheeks, letting out a high pitched growl. Though, his glare softened at Vi's proposal. If he left, this would all be forgotten, and he'd be off the hook! Maybe...? It all depends on whether or not Maeve found out. Etoru sighed loudly, pondering if he should take his free ticket out of trouble. Though, the only thing in his way was his little feud with Capper.
Etoru narrowed his eyes slightly, glaring at Capper. His glare only intensified when he finished his statement. "O-One sided...humiliating??" What the heck was wrong with him? One second he wants to help him take over the city to stop Xylo, and then, the next, he's getting all pissy at Etoru trying to complete the task! "Sixteen million huh? Pff, what's mine--w...wha..." The poor boy's gaze fell on Capper, dumbfounded. His jaw slackened slightly, his back slouched over and his arms drooped out lazily in front of him. "Huh....??" The young Hybrid began to think on it for a moment. "T-That can't be...I knew he was strong, but there shouldn't be that big of a gap between us!" Of course, Etoru wasn't able to compare him to Ouroboro's, as he didn't know how number's portrayed ki signatures.
But when Capper made the comparison between the two, Etoru lost it. He floated over to Capper angrily. The child attempted to grip the front of Capper's shirt, glaring at him, face to face. This wasn't the first feud he's been in with him, but this most certainly must be the biggest. "I-I'm Insignificant, huh...?!" He grit his teeth, grinding them together a bit. "S-So if 8 million's so worthless, the hell does that make you?!" His breathing was a little heavy, and he was choking slightly on his words. "And...losing to Xylo may be a disappointment...but at least I DID SOMETHING! You've--you've been holding me back the entire time...just like you're doing now!" Etoru attempted to shove him back, glaring at him, his eyes tearing up slightly.
He glared at Vi-Poi. "H-How the heck did you get so strong?! T-Tell me!" He clenched his fists a little tighter. "I-If you're that strong, just beat Xylo already! Why wait?!? You know he's a threat! You know he's only going to get stronger! I-It's why I've been trying to get stronger! A-And, despite everything I've been trying to hard to get, you some how skyrocket in power, surpassing even Ouroboros! It isnt fair....!"
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Post by Kale on Apr 26, 2017 17:33:13 GMT
Kale clenched his hands while he stared at Etoru. Was this anger he was feeling? The Saiyan noticed that Etoru was making a move to grab Capper; the very person who was begging for Etoru to stop this nonsense. Seeing the rage behind Etoru's eyes, Kale knew that he had to act swiftly. In a mere instant, Kale dashed in between the younger Saiyan and the Hybrid to halt Etoru in his tracks. He had a cold, serious aura about him. And while it was invisible, it flared as intensely as Etoru's Super Saiyan Two aura.
It was clear that Etoru had ignored Kale's words of truth before. Maybe now, the boy would listen to the older Saiyan as he stood in Etoru's path. Kale continued to glare down at the hybrid. It was bad enough that the boy had wanted to take over a city. But tossing his friends who cared about him into the wind? That was inexcusable.
"Don't you dare lay a hand on him," Kale demanded with a scolding tone. "I can tell that you and Capper are close. He wouldn't throw himself between two severe attacks if he didn't care about your well-being." For a brief moment, Kale craned his neck in order to look in Capper's direction to make sure that he was okay. Kale would then return his gaze to Etoru. "Nobody here is holding you back. No one, except yourself."
Every fiber of Kale's being was screaming at him to get out of Etoru's way and get the hell out of Dodge. But something much stronger kept Kale in his place, unwavering from his vow to protect people. It wasn't his pride. It was the good in his heart. "Capper has been pouring his soul out to you, Etoru. And you've only insulted him in return. I don't think you heard me earlier, so I'll say this one last time. You don't need an army to beat Xylo, whoever they are. And you know what? Maybe Virtual-Poi has a good reason for not defeating Xylo just yet. Have you ever thought of that?"
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Apr 26, 2017 21:16:23 GMT
| A NEW EMPIRE || CAPPER'S PL: 20 | | MSSJ COLLARD'S PL: 3,000,000 | | CHIRE'S PL: UNKNOWN |
| GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Capper's breathing continued to waver and tremble as Vi-Poi continued to charge his attack- the ocean beside them quivered in fear alongside the tiny technician. The premier offered to let his "friend" leave and forget about everything, leaving Capper to sigh with some relief. How could Etoru turn down such a merciful offer? Capper stated the facts- fighting was pointless... Why bother trying when there was no hope...? The pessimistic saiyan let out a sigh, only for his eyes to widen and twitch with a twisted frown as soon as Taveon snapped at the youngling.
The irritable ancestor of Celmaru snapped, smartmouthing Capper and telling him to not have his friend take over a city. The boy's tearful eyes narrowed still when the man began to badmouth Etoru! Oh, this would not do! Only Capper himself was allowed to do that. "Shut up!!" The boy yelled back at the older man with a growl, his teeth bared for a moment with widened eyes that quickly calmed once more. Repressed rage was still prominent in his tone. Why did everyone treat him like a helpless child? He had seen and done more than anyone here, most likely! Save for Vi-- Capper couldn't imagine what he could have done to get that strong. "Just... Just go. You aren't helping. You aren't me." The little teen spoke in a hostile hiss to Taveon, his emotions still bubbling.
Celmaru and his ancestor quickly took off, Capper letting out a low growl in response to the hybrid's apology. Taking a deep breath in with a sigh, Capper found himself thankful that there were less idiots to bother with now. Capper's father, Collan, Collan's weirdo friend, Jormungandr, Kale, Vi-Poi, Etoru, and himself were all that remained. And god, all of them just seemed to ruffle Capper in the wrong way now.
Shortly after Taveon and Celmaru left, Etoru quickly approached Capper, grabbing the saiyan by the scruff of his shirt. Capper squirmed, shock coursing through his veins for a brief moment. Repressed saiyan blood began to boil to the surface, Capper's eyes narrowing with defiance. Etoru was an eight million in power, Capper was a trivial twenty... But, ever still... "I'll tell you what I am. I'm..." Capper spoke in a hiss through grit teeth. "I'm... useful, dammit!" The saiyan began, trailing off with a growl. "I SAVED your life! If it weren't for ME, Ouroboros, Xylo, Alaistair-- they would have BRUTALIZED you!" Capper spoke, Etoru quick to retort about actually "doing something", and holding him back.
The technician's fist twisted into a tight clench. He was weak, yes. But he did more than a child like Etoru could ever dream of doing. His now ex-friend pushed Capper back successfully, sending Capper tumbling a short distance to the ground with a grunt. After his new nemesis spoke and questioned Vi, Capper would narrow his eyes, wanting nothing more than to slap some sense into Etoru right now. But before either of the shorties could make any further moves, Kale positioned himself between Etoru and Capper!
Kale's words fell on slowly deafening ears as Capper's eyes widened. Sure, the saiyan did advocate for Capper, speaking of how much the little one valued his now shattered friendship with Etoru... "Will you all STOP treating me like a DAMN CHILD?!" Capper snapped at Kale, angry eyes narrowing. "I've seen enough death and despair to drive any of you feeble earthlings mad. EVERY one of you is a danger that can wipe my miserable existence off the map, yes, but... I... I'm..!" Capper trailed off, his fists shaking. "I'm not a child that needs protecting anymore! Fuck it if I die!" The boy proclaimed, leaving Collard's eyes to widen in concern. Turning back to the group, Capper would speak in another snap. "So all of you! Stay out of this and give me some fucking RESPECT for once!"
Capper finally concluded, turning his head up and glaring daggers at Etoru. The brash teen would walk around Kale, pushing him aside to better face his newfound enemy... Collard could only stare on in growing concern... "God, what would Chire do...?" The saiyan spoke to himself, running a hand through his hair. "STOP TELLING EVERYONE I'M DEAD!" A voice suddenly rang out, causing the father to close his eyes in reminiscence. 'Sometimes I can still hear her voice...' A brief, annoyed grunt could be heard. "COLLAAAAAAARD! HEYYYYY!" The voice pierced the air once more, causing the father's eyes to widen, finally trailing off from Capper and Etoru... Behind him came a jet of gold, stopping inches from the grieving father's form. A metallic peg-leg tapped against the ground, the once deceased mother rolling her shoulders with a smile. "Hey, ya big oaf." Chire spoke with a smile while Collard only stared on in disbelief. "Did ya miss me?"
"...Chire?" Collard finally spoke, straightening his slumped form. "Capper said Xylo had..." He trailed off. The once composed father's voice shook like a leaf, eyes still wide. Everyone else was just a blur around his wife now... "Long story short, Hell got boring, so I came back here!" She spoke, holding her arms out wide like coming back to life was no big deal- it really wasn't a biggie at this point. Folding her arms with a roll of her eyes, the saiyan mother continued. "You and Cap sure were playing hard to fin--"
She began, only for her spouse to leap forward, arms wrapping around the female! Chire let out a quick yelp of surprise before her eyes locked onto a chuckling, crying Collard. "Hey. I'm back." She spoke, comforting her husband. "And nobody's takin' me away again that easy."After a long, heartfelt hug, and some more lovey-dovey greetings that would make Capper barf if he was paying any attention, Chire would send a glare to the group, then look down to Capper. He wanted respect- something most people didn't give to him. Even now, Chire could feel his saiyan blood finally boiling in his little veins. "Heheh..." The mother chuckled. She sent a quick glare to the group, eyes narrowed. "None of you interfere with my son. He wants respect, he wants independence? Then he gets it. So back off! All of you, or else!" Chire spoke in a low hiss, her eyes darting to Etoru.
"Aaaaagh!! It's Capper's first real fight!" Chire spoke, bringing in Collard close with her arm and raising her other arm up, her Z-Phone recording the duo. "I'm so proud of him. Look at him! Look! He's all saiyan-y!" Chire exclaimed in a low whisper, her eyes twinkling like stars. Collard blinked a few times, still unsure about this. Etoru could easily... kill Capper. But he wouldn't. And the father had to let go of his son at some point... Biting his lip, the father gave in with a sigh. There was no doubt those two would be at eachothers' throats again soon... T'was the way of saiyan rivalries.
TAGS: Capper Hofferson , Jormungandr , Vi-Poi , Collan Vixen , Etoru , Kale
OOC NOTES: ouobC O L L A R D H O F F E R S O N
3,000,000 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Mastered Super Saiyan TECHS USED:
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3,000,000 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Mastered Super Saiyan
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STATE: Base Form
TECHS USED:
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
Zeni: 1,247
Tag: @vipoi
Posts: 2,833
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Post by Vi-Poi on Apr 27, 2017 5:00:51 GMT
Vi-Poi watched as Celmaru flew off. He snorted and waved. It was good to see him helping for a change.
As for Etoru’s question, well, “A-ah say boy, yer bout as sorry as my ole granny aftah midnight bingo,” He said, swapping effortlessly to the cringey twang Blowhard Paozuard, everybody’s favorite Eastern District hillbilly ostrich-chicken. “How’d I get so strong? Why, ah ate mah Captain Nova’s Crunchies, boy, everee day, an ah picked out the marshmallas, y’see.”
Vi-Poi continued to draw upon his chi while Capper, Capper's Super Parents (he guessed), Kale, and Etoru all squabbled verbally. Some brought up Xylo. He laughed.
“Ah’ll have y’all kno, seein as how y’all won’t stop jibber-jabbin bout Grandpa Goops,” Vi-Poi floated in close and gave a wide and pleased white-toothed grin. Flecks of gold spun off his aura like the crackling sparks of a bonfire as he moved. “I’ve already gawn to Namek an ah clobbered ol Xylo, yessir. Beat him like a toy monkeh’s little drum, ah did. Was nothin to it. Oughta change the name of his Mackayocan to Mackayocant foh all the good it did the boy. If he was fixin to attack Earth, weyyyl, ah think ah knocked some other ideas into that flappy head o his.”
The azure android kept chuckling, his shoulders shaking as he took in more power. He’d never been so strong! And he’d never felt better, almost deliriously so.
He could go deeper still, he knew. All in. The sands in the distant Diablo Desert jumped in sinousoidal waves now, the dunes strumming like guitar strings. Lights flickered all over the world, as Vi-Poi carefully leveled his expanding chi outward. Too much, too quick, and he'd cause a global blackout. But if he guided his energy, if he held it up, if he focused, he could harness his full power gently.
A TV antenna from a nearby building rattled off its pedestal and fell over, crashing through safety fences and plummeting a hundred stories toward the deserted street below.
More or less gently.
His voice returned to its normal pitch and tone, though there was obvious mirth in there, like he’d stumbled across some hidden joke. “So are you guys going to clear out? Let bygones be bye-byegones, and all that. Or am I going to have to sweep you out?” He was pumping out feel-good chi at a lightyear a minute, and was swimming in it now.
He received a status query from the Army, and told them to hold. Vi-Poi felt like he had it all well in hand. Maybe Etoru would just go home, and that'd be that.
(Vi-Poi is continuing to charge! PL is 70,334,928 next round.)
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Nava
Newcomer
PL: 2,000
Zeni: 10,375
Tag: @nava
Posts: 27
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Post by Nava on Apr 27, 2017 17:44:10 GMT
Stirring on the ground half asleep, the lump of cloth that was Nava's unconscious body moved slightly. A light wheeze wafted up before being choked out by a snore as Jiji rolled over onto his backside. Drool had dripped completely down his face, and his countenance was curled into a perverted smile.
"Mmmehhhh— Yes… Come to Jiji…" the old man crooned lustily in his sleep, before letting out another snore "SnoRF—"
Seemingly choking on his own drool, Nava would twitch for a second before opening his old crusty eyes. He didn't move though, for all he knew that big majin was one foot away, ready to smack him in the shnozz again! Discreetly, Nava wiped the blood from his nose, originating both from his perversion and the punch he took to his face. Unfortunately, the poor old coot had no way of realizing that his entire face had been vandalized with permanent marker!
"Merrhmph…" Jiji groaned, heaving his rump over to the side and glancing over at the situation at hand. Suddenly, the old man's eyes began to sparkle. Just his luck— The moment he woke up, there were a bunch of cuties standing all over! In fact, a fine young gentleman seemed to be talking to another saiyan right over there… Meanwhile, the little boy from earlier and another child frivilously scuffled.
While the hunk of a fellow was busy filming the ridiculous battle on the other one's z-phone, Jiji crawled over in a half trance, lookingly like a child covered in a blanket slinking across the floor. Happily, the old man would suddenly move to cuddle up with Collard's leg, hugging his body tight to it and fondling its muscles gently. "Myeh-heh-heh—" Jiji would look up at the man with a wink, beard jiggling with each chuckle, "What's your name, young man?"
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Post by Etoru on Apr 27, 2017 21:35:51 GMT
Etoru glared down at his former friend. The boy let out a scuff, curling his eyebrows upwards and narrowing his eyes in a snobby attitude. Sticking his neck out, he cocked his head and spoke in a mocking tone. "Useful huh? Maybe if you through that senzu bean when I wasn't being grabbed could of made your helpful points go through the roof, in fact, I wouldn't even need to be saved in the end cause that wouldn't have ever happened!" Though, before he could take another step forwards, that annoying guy from earlier swooped in front of him. Etoru growled lowly. "Mind your business and stop kissing up to him. You don't even know the guy, so how the heck would you know anything about our friendship you little---erm?" Before Etoru could continue even further, Capper took it into his own hands.
Etoru sneered at his words, realizing how many more amusing quotes he could produce. "Aww, little Capper needs people to protect him...! Isn't that sweet~!" He furrowed his eyebrows with a grin, rage fuming within him. Capper pushed passed Kale and got into Etoru's face. Etoru stared up at the slightly taller Saiyan, ready to continue this little feud. He glanced at Vi-Poi, frowning at his offer. He was gonna let this whole thing go...and that was awesome. Which, in turn, made Etoru super guilty. He was supposed to be mad at Capper, and he was gonna stay mad at Capper. If Capper wanted to fight, he'll give him a fight...! Though, despite his jealousy towards Vi, he pondered if perhaps he could learn a thing or two--no. Absolutely not, Etoru wouldn't stoop that low. He'd do it himself. "I don't want the stupid city anymore Vi, but I know what I do want...." The boy grumbled. His hair returned to its natural black hue.
His gaze shot back at Capper, while his fuzzy brown appendage swayed aimlessly behind him. "You want to fight so bad...then fine!" Etoru clenched his fists and threw one of them at Capper's cheek. Whether or not he hit the boy, he'd tackle the technician, rolling around with him. He grabbed his brown locks of hair, yanking it as he rolled around with him, and pushing his other hand against his face, smushing his cheek.
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Super Saiyan 2 deactivated, at Base PL now.
>Etoru doesn't want the city anymore, so if this is where the DE title ends, then bloop.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Collan Vixen on Apr 28, 2017 1:53:09 GMT
A New Empire Collan's PL: 33,379 | Rinsuji's PL: 100K Bonuses: N/A
Collan looked around, noticing that while people were yelling, at least the topic of taking the city over was gone. With a sigh of relief, Collan finally had confidence that maybe he could survive if fist flew...and just as he thought that of course, fist began to fly...but not from the person he had expected though. Out of all people, Capper had began attacking Etoru!
He watched as the two tussle, and even noticed that Rinsuji had began to focus on this, so much that he stopped preparing his barrier! Though even with the shock of this event, he did notice a woman had come over to watch what had started to take place, and it seemed that they knew Capper and Collard.
With sheer curiosity Collan leapt over to Collard and the mystery woman, as Rinsuji began to get hyped over the match. "So uh...Collard my dude, could you mind telling me who this is? Having a Saiyan mother myself, I pretty much know why you aren't stopping the fight so I'm going to even question that."
When Collan asked this, he noticed something strange...Jor hadn't done much either, not even say a word. Was she just more shocked by what was going on than him to the point of she had no idea what to do? Whatever the reason, he hoped she was okay...
- Attack used: Ultra Ki Barrier Banzai [MP3] Has been dropped.
- Collan's KP: 3/3 | Rinsuji's KP: 3/3
- OOC: Chire better post this fight on the internet, get millions for it.
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Post by Kale on Apr 28, 2017 20:17:37 GMT
Capper's words cut Kale like a steel sword. He didn't mean to disrespect the teenager at all; he only wanted to help and stand up for him! "Capper..." Though no physical blows were dealt to the Saiyan, aside from getting pushed away, the Saiyan looked defeated. Etoru's mocking only made Kale feel worse. He closed his eyes and attempted to shake any doubt from his mind. 'No, you did the right thing,' he shouted within his head. 'Capper's just really upset right now, he's thinking irrationally.'
Kale drew in a deep breath through his nostrils, then let out a sigh. He would let Capper have this. If the teenager wanted to fight on his own, then he had every right to settle matters himself. He was powerless to stop Etoru from hurting Capper, anyway. And just like that, the Saiyan-blooded young ones erupted into a scuffle.
Vi-Poi's suggestion played in his head, now. In truth, the android had a point. The safety of the city was no longer in question, and causing more trouble would not be the best of ideas, whether it was intentional or not. Aside from that, getting involved in the new battle would be pointless. This was now up to Capper and Etoru to settle their differences. Kale looked to Vi-Poi, and for the first time, would adress the protector of Earth.
"You won't get any trouble from me, Vi-Poi," he began. "But in all fairness, let Capper and Etoru have their fight. Capper wants to prove his worth as a person. As a Saiyan. I think he at least deserves that after everything that's happened today." Kale's voice was calm, now, a contrast from his tone when he spoke to Etoru earlier. "As a warrior, I'm sure you can understand that."
Kale would now lower himself toward the ground below him. He landed gently among the group of people. He was done for the day, but he wasn't ready to leave. The Saiyan wanted to watch Capper and silently root for him. He felt deep within himself that the teenaged Saiyan was sure to have some tricks up his sleeves. Kale relaxed his hands against his hips and looked up toward Capper and Etoru. Part of him even wanted to fight Etoru himself when this was over, just to get an idea of what he would potentially be up against.
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