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Post by Kazoo on Apr 21, 2017 8:13:42 GMT
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It was nothing but an eternity of darkness, miles and miles away from any living beings, one would feel lonely in this realm. Those who were lucky to survive and live get to enjoy the freedom and fresh air of there homes while the unlucky weaklings come here generally those who either make the bad desicions in there lifetime really. But when Kazoo died it hit him, and hit him hard inside, his internal organs still feel the corrupted pain of the blast by that mysterious warrior, if he was to come back to life he would not come back as a neutral character however more goodness would be within him more than ever as he has seen for himself what the path of misfortune and evil could lead and it wasn't pretty like planet name or earth.
Kazoo would open his eyes and see that he would be laying down on a near by broken rock pillar that was only a few feet tall, as he would lean back and push his arms back forward he gotten himself upwards to finally wake up and move onward in this terrible place. As he looked around he yawned a bit while scanning his hand, Kazoo would then dust off his purple kimono by patying it is gently, he coughed a bit by how much condensed dust was in it. Kazoo would then blink and stare around remembering his cycle he would do when he woke up at the bamboo forest, he missed the bamboo forest dearly as it was his home, really it reminded him of planet name but he didn't really notice that till know. Kazoo sighed at the place he would live in till lord knows how long, he would then pounce off the rock and flown slowly down to the ground, hands in his pocket he would then look around for a more suitable place to live as laying on the ground wasn't quite comfortable at all.
As he contemplated on a few matters of his own he would then stare at the risk sky and wondered why is hell such abhor, he would've thought hose with a kbit of more kindness than evil would end up some where better than this dump, Kazoo really needed to suck it up and get over it all as it wasnt helping him out one bit. Suddenly he glanced over to a house that seemed white yet is was there, a few meters off in radius he would then begin to float heading right towards the direction of the house as he feels a power that's small be pretty decent similar towards a namekian like power level. No doubt about it that it possibly was a namekian as he would see that it was a similar housing structure to what nameks build, Kazoo felt at home here for some reason, it was a weird feeling as if he was here before yet he wasn't.
As Kazoo would knock on the marble wall he listened and headed a man's like voice, as the door would begin to levitate and come upwards out came a namekian, he wore similar robes, robes that Kazoo instantly could remember as a child when he was first born yet it was still a blurry. The namekian arched it's green bulge of an eyebrow speaking in a firm and deep voice," Hey kid, what can I do for you?" he'd say while looking at Kazoo up and down. Kazoo would then blink his eyes as he knows who this namekian is but it's not coming up in his head quick enough he had to say something so it wouldn't seem that he is rude," Greetings, My name is Kazoo, and if your abled I'd like a place to stay here while I'm in hell.." he'd say softly while holding his arms behind his back. The namekian would then start to chuckle a bit while moving his arms in the direction to his open door in indication that he wanted him to come inside," Come on in, the names Trombone but you can call me From" he'd say while heading inside.
As Kazoo entered the house he would widen his eyes to see how amazingly furnished his home was inside, normally namekian really didn't have much inside there marble homes, Kazoo looked around as he entered his living room, he stared at the white couch, family photos on the wall, clear table with a bowl and fruit on it, others white yet small couches were on the side though. Kazoo would kneel down and feel the grey rug he had which was indeed soft and comfortable if someone were to pay on it. It seemed as if Trom had a hole life on here," How long have you been here?" Kazoo would say out of curiosity as this must've hard to make or obtain at the very least. Trombone would chuckle at his question while looking at some photos," 14 years and a few months.. why do you ask?" He'd say deeply yet clear, Kazoo would say in reply quickly," well it's just you have so much good stuff here! It's amazing!".
Trombone would then put the photos down and held his right hand behind his bald head and his left hand on his waist, he'd rub his balled head while laughing softly," Back on namekian I've been doing alot of construction in villages so you learn alot once you've get experienced enough" he'd say in a softer tone, Kazoo would then look at the photos and saw that no kids were in any of them," Do you have any kids? Little brothers?" He asked kindly," I had one, but I died after him being born.." he'd say while looking down yet he continued," I do hope he is still alive and is living well" he'd say while looking at an open window. Kazoo would then feel his stomach as a sudden flash back actually "flashed" in his mind in which then he saw himself as a child eating the man he just meet on planet name, Kazoo would move his palm towards his mouth and gasp at his discover that this man was indeed his father. Kazoo started to shed tears from his eyes, it drenched one by one, left to right, it came like a running shower of stars, he would then instantly run and hug Trombone while saying," Father! I'm so sorry!" He'd hug him tight,' I didn't mean to eat you! I just was hungry! Please forgive me.." he shouted with sobs of tears continuing down his face. Trombone was shocked, confused get happy he too began to start shedding tears and grinning his sons back, he patted his back and spoken," it's ok, I gave you a meal at least right?" He'd say while chuckling a bit,"Y-yeah" Kazoo would reply saying while wiping his eyes, he held on to trombone for about a few more minutes and then he would let him go attempting to ask him several questions about himself and his voyage generally about his life. Kazoo wanted to know as much about his father his possible.
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Post by Kazoo on Apr 21, 2017 10:02:25 GMT
Kazoo couldn't believe he finally met his father after such a long time, for some reason he never really searched for him as he felt as though the namekians who raised him were more to his parents than anyone, he would then still feel as though it is still his fault that he died even though it really was. Kazoo sat down on the floor and started off his questions," Father this is so sudden but I do really want to know more about you.. can you tell me anything?" he'd say still sobbing a bit, he take a few breaks to sniff from his nostrils a bit while he awaited for his father to do continue speaking towards him.
His father was quite pleased that he asked as there was alot he wanted to tell him of the days when he wasn't born, trombone would sit infront of Kazoo and began to speak," when I was your age I was quite the adventurous little namekian, I sought out the study alot of the ecosystem in namek along with focusing on my mystic arts as we come down as a descendant of the dragon clan namekians, some are Priest enabling passive moves others are Priest able to do offensive moves, there even some that do both but I mainly did offensive, many years of nagging from my father made me the man I am today, he build up by strength and mind with his constant yet strict rules, your grandfather was no picnic heh yet he was gentle too" he'd say calmly while holding his knees.
Kazoo laughed a bit as he heard a little info on his grandpa, he would feel like a child hearing camp fires stories in the woods at the moment, as he continued to listen he laid on his stomach and kicked his legs back and forth while holding his chin with both his palms having his elbows on the soft floor. Trombone continued on with his story," Other namekians kids would bully me but your old man wouldn't go out without a fight, I was frail yet still determined as ever, rather more of a hot-headed if you ask me.. but my ways helped alot of people overcome there negative ways" he'd continue," Kazoo, before I continue I need to know something.. what happened after I died?" he'd say in wonder if that matter.
Kazoo blinked his eyes as his father asked that question, he would then clench his palms together while till kicking his feet back and forth, he'd then close his eyes and thought deeply on those events in his past," Well, from what I can remember after I ate you I just awaken to be in the arms of an old namekian, he and the other villagers raised me as they knew I was a dragon clan namekian based off the elder that was there at the time, so as I growed up the elder sought out for me to be taught of the Mystic arts, along with some blaster attacks so I could defend myself, while training I met another kid namekian who I grown to be great friends with" he'd say while putting his head down as Zeno died," Is he alive? He seems nice if you've became friends with him" he'd then say with a smile yet as he saw Kazoo with an unaltered happy face his expression changed into a more serious look," he's..gone isn't he.." his father said while looking at his son, Kazoo hook his head yes while shedding a tear.
Trombone would Pat his shoulder while smiling at his son," I'm sure if he is here we'll find him together, we'll finish out talk I'll keep going" he'd then say reverting to his original sitting posture, Trombone would then fold his arms togetger and closed his eyes," When I was around not much conflict came to planet namek yet stories of 2,000 years ago says otherwise that the namekians there endure terrifying pain by the Acrosians, I've learned to simply forgive yet never forget.. when I was a boy I would love to fish in the waters or rest in the meadow on a extremely hot day, it was more of a procrastination process as your grandpa had me doing a lot of chores around the house, I really would take my time but eventually simply go onward and complete the task because honestly.. he's scary when he is angry.." he'd say reverting a time where he upsetter his father and gotten an extreme punishment for it. Trombone shook his head back and forth and came back to reality, he would then start to rub his green bald head in the back again while chuckling," I should introduce you to him one day, he is around here some where, he was a good guy yet he simply choosed to be here as he disrespected the red demon at the gate to which he was sent here, he may be off killing dinner so he'll probably won't be back no time soon" he'd say while looking at the photos.
Kazoo would widen his eyes at the thought that grandpa lives here with him, he would internally jump for joy to meet his grandpa, in which then he would start to feel a rumble in his stomach, he felt his belly and started to giggle as he looked at his father. Trombone looked down at his son and lifted himself up,"Hungry huh, come follow me to the kitchen " he'd say softly while walking into the doorway to the kitchen area, he would then open the cabinets shuffling through some bread and other dairy products in which then he would take out a bag of meat. As he would put out a couple pieces of meat on the frying pan he would hold out his hand towards the meat and shot a yellow ki blast on it he watched as the protein started to sizzle flowing a clear sensation of a bacon like gas aroma around the house which caused Kazoo to drench out saliva out his mouth on his delicious the cooking smelled.
Trombone would then start to smile brightly seeing as his son adored his cooking, he would open the cabinet taking out the flour and seasonings, as he grabbed the cooking meat he added flour and the seasoning, he then would out it back in the pot and let it cook more. Suddenly the dish would be done and Trombone would take out a plate from the sink while adding the pieces of meat onto the plate, he handed it to his son in which then brought a smile to his face again. Kazoo grabbed the plate while speaking kindly to his father," Thank you dad!" he'd say with enthusiasm.
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Post by Kazoo on Apr 21, 2017 11:11:41 GMT
As Kazoo didn't even asked for a fork he somewhat different in the the bacon smelled protein gobling it up, he used his white claws to cut through the hard pieces in which then he would be done in the matter of a few more minutes, he burped and patted his stomach as if he were in some sort of cartoon where you grow a fat belly after eating so much. Kazoo would then look towards his father and sat up straight," That was very good dad, your the chef king!" he'd say while lifting his arms upwards, Trombone chuckled while having his arms crossed he would then wonder on how his son even got to hell in the first place so he would ask," Son, why were you sent here.." he'd say softly expecting and answer of course.
Kazoo would know be stuck, a sweat of disappointment filled his face as he remembered all the bad he had done throughout his life time, he would then look up at his father who seem to be eager to know why so he couldn't just sit right here and lie to his face. Kazoo clenched his hands together and looked down," I all started after my friend died, I felt I was weak, I couldn't be there for him.. to protect him.. so I fled to earth and as a human pulled a gun out on me I..iI killed him.. I don't know why.. I just did.. I could've just let him get away but I didn't." He continued," My final straw was challenging the Grand Elder to battlle, I held my own just a little and got killed by some mysterious warrior I didn't even know.." he'd say calmly feeling a bit down on that event. Trombone would walk towards him and pulled out a chair turning the chair to have the back of the chair face the front, he sat down on it back words and gazed upon his son," I see in your eyes that you want to change yet something Is holding you back.. correct?" he'd say while leaning his head forward and arching his green bulge of an eyebrow towards Kazoo ironically.
Trombone would then contemplate towards himself as he knew he was correct even as Kazoo was silent the entire to he wanted an answer from him, Kazoo would just have his eyes narrowed and finally spoken after several minutes,".....Yes...but.. It's getting better.." he'd say softly yet with some sadness in his voice. Trombone would then get up and Pat his shoulder while saying,"alright head upstairs, there an avaliable room on the right you can have, we'll search for grandpa when you wake up as I'm sure your quite tired.." he'd say while walking off to the living room. Trombone would sit down on the couch and close his eyes as he still had to process all this overwhelming emotions he felt inside, Kazoo felt full and yes he was indeed tired even as he walked up a few hours prior, this place seemed like it drained him rather than helping him.
Kazoo headed towards the pad in the back of the house, it leviated him up stairs where there were four rooms, two kn each side, he would then turn to his right and headed into the empty room with a wooden cabinet and lamp on top, a white bed with some sheet, a dresser that was empty inside and a small closet. Kazoo fell face first on the bed and closed the door with his boot has he fell, he would then start to feel comfortable seeking into his darkness room again, yet something was differntdiin this realm instead of darkness this time there was light, and trees, rivers and streams, vegtation galore. His dreams were knows positive in this area which was indeed in beilevable due to the fact that ever since he got here he was unable to have good dreams.
Possibly it was something about the home, the people here, it was his temporary forever home, this is what Kazoo needed, someone to be there for him as a guide and not some enemy trying to kill him. Kazoo could know become whole within himself this way the process of his closure, as he slept a good night he would start to dream of his father and him on planet namek watching the green skies and it's fluttering stars flow all around. As darkness filed his dream it foreshadowed into another image of himself running, not in fear but actually enjoying it, and there comes his father coming to grab him by his arms and lifting him like a playful rocket holding Kazoo on his shoulders, as he dreamt this a tear flowed out Kazoo's left eye.
As an Opposable morning arrived Kazoo awakened from his slumber and examined the room, he would then remember where he is and sighed in relief as he was safe. Kazoo would think that people in hell would be highly active when it comes to causing trouble but this part of hell seemed to be quiet which was helpful no doubt, from down stairs Kazoo could hear the sizzling of the pan from last time in which then he bolted down stairs to see what his father was cooking know. As Kazoo sat down awaiting for his meal he would see that his father was making pancakes,"Hungry?" his father asked,"Yes" Kazoo would say in reply, Kazoo felt it odd that he knew so much on how to cook human food so he would begin to tap the table and ask him about it.
As Trombone handed him his plate he would then be handed a fork and knife with some butter and syrup, Kazoo grabbed the kitchen utensils and started to cut the pancakes in triangles in which then he looked uouat his dad and asked," Hey dad, how do you know how to cook human food so well" he'd say mumbling some of his words as he was still chewing up his food," Simple, hell taught me how, humans, saiyans, etc there all here and I learn alot from there cultural foods and it just adapted onward to myself" he'd say while wiling the dishes, he would the rinse it off and put it back on the rack to dry. Kazoo would then finish his food while gazing upon his father,"Can we go find grandpa?" he'd ask with a big smile on his face.
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Post by Kazoo on Apr 21, 2017 20:23:18 GMT
Trombone would then glance at his son with a slight smirk, he would then head over to the pantry closet and took out a sword along with a bag of food if it took us too long to find him, as he would walk out the kitchen and into the living room he stared at the photos for about a few minutes and glanced over to his son turning his head towards the left he spoken," Kazoo, let's go we won't be flying anywhere as we can't cause attention to ourselves here I'll give us some cloaks to wear" he'd say calmly while heading into the closet to find some cloaks in which then he grabbed two black cloaks and handed the smaller one to Kazoo. Kazoo was slightly confused on why he said that, were namekians valuable in hell? No that couldn't be as where just as the same as others in this deminsion, Kazoo would nod towards his father and grabbed the cloak, as he equipped it on he would remember he has magic materialization so he could've just summoned in a cloak however he didn't mind it much.
As they both headed out the door Kazoo and his father would look around hell, from this distance Kazoo couldn't feel a namekian like energy so he would look towards his dad thinking he may have a way to track grandpa down. Trombone narrowed his eyes and look towards his left then turning his head to his right, he would close his eyes and focus listening quite deeply until as his eyes widen he would look towards his right," Found em, he is this way" he'd say pointing his finger to his right.
Kazoo was flabbergasted that his father could even hear that we'll, though it's expected as a namekian he must've been training his ears for a long time here, as he would then follow his father he saw that the ears were still twitching a bit," Dad? Why is your ears twitching like that?" He'd ask possibly getting a logical answer," I twitch my ears to let the wind pass in many ways, hearing many voices is a pain so I twitch them to find a specific sound in an area" he'd say while looking forward at the rocky pathway.
Kazoo was amazed by that answer, he would then race forward staring at the distant thick dark clouds in the sky know, he would wonder if you flown up high enough would you reach back up at the check-in station. Suddenly something came out like a flash from behind them, Kazoo tilted his head down and cover his eyes with the hood, he didn't want to be seen as his father told him not to cause attention, Trombone would stop and hold Kazoo's shoulder causing him to stop as well.
Out came more flashes of dark figures in which then they came to show there face it would be a total of 10 demons infront of us blocking our way through, one had two black horns; his skin was red; his eyes were coldly black; his body shape was rather buff; he had brown short nappy hair and was attire with a white T shirt say badass. Another type of demon there was blue in the skin; he had one horn on the top of his head; was built the same size as the red ones; he wore a black T shirt that said Bite me. Kazoo would even it out to 5 red demons and 5 Blue demons, sounded like a probability math question don't ya think.
Kazoo would look towards his father, he looked down and nodded towards Kazoo in indication that he would allow him to attack the demon full force of course. Kazoo would dash forward having his cloak's end flutter in the back, in every ounce of movement he made a drench of sweat slicked down his face in wonder of if rushing to attack was the right choice he would then look to his father whike still moving forward," Take out the Blue ones dad!" he'd say loudly while launching his fist at one of the red demons, he grabbed Kazoo's punch and attempted to side kick him in the stomach, he brought up his knee and slammed it on his leg countering the red demon's attack.
Kazoo would pull away from hsi grip and dashed forward once more, be would then use his magic materialization to summon two katanas, as he gripped the sheath tightly he sliced one of them in half, surely he wasn't to die as they were already dead. His father focused on in his palms and instantly yet viciously bolted over and punched one of the blue demon in the face, he rapidly started to punch and kicked all the blue demons together holding his own. Kazoo would smile as he saw this, he wouldn't notice but as he was off guard he would gotten punched stomach and sent into the ground in pain," argghh!!" he'd say while contemplating on what to do. Kazoo would then front flip and twirl quickly holding the katana as he wa doing so, he spinned and spinned forming his body into a spinning top like motion, he would then launch himself slicing the rest of the red demons.
After Kazoo was finished with his side he watched his father take out the blue demons no problem, Trombone would dust off his clothes and walk over to his son," Nicely done but lay attention next time this may happen ok" he'd say while chuckling, he grab his sons balled green head and continue onward walking in the direction they heard his father was in. It took about a few more hours until they came to a rocky area with many pillars there they saw a namekian who looked quite old meditating internally in which then Trombone looked up," Hey Gramps! Come down I have someone I want you to meet!" He'd say while holding his palms in a circle around his mouth as if he was trying to make a blow horn.
Kazoo would appear puzzled as he would never think that his grandfather be here, wasn't he supposed to be catching some extra diner?, Suddenly the namekians grandpa Trombone would then glance at his son with a slight smirk, He would open his eyes and look down at his son and another child,"Hm? Who is this namekian and why is he with you" he'd say as he floated downward to the rocky surface that Kazoo and Trombone was on," Dad, this is my son, Kazoo your grandchild" he'd say with a smile on his face kneeling down to Kazoo.
Grandpa would widen his eyes and instantly gave a hug to Kazoo lifting him up and putting him on his shoulder," My My! So this is the little man, hey kiddo" he'd say quite thrilled to see Kazoo.
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Post by Kazoo on Apr 21, 2017 20:51:33 GMT
Kazoo would his his grandpa while chuckling a bit, he would never think based off what was said by his father that Grandpa would be so nice, maybe his strict days where over after being here for so long, it was weird to see that every family member he has seen so far is in hell which probably would getting him to think negatively about his family however he didn't he was happy that he found them. Trombone would then look towards his father," Alright it's time to go back home you two" he'd say while walking back in the direction they came from, Kazoo held out his palm to his grandpa and a puff of smoke filled his entire body equipping him with a fitting black cloak. Grandpa would grab his grandson and put him down patying his head he thanked him for the cloak.
Kazoo ran to catch up beside his father, as they all walked up faster it took hours but they finally made it back to there white marble namekian home. Kazoo would skip up the pathway and to the door wait for his father to come and open it, as he unlocked the door he would head inside along with grandpa, Kazoo follows behind them and closed the door. Grandpa would sigh as he was quite tired," Alright kiddos I'm hitting the hay I'll see you too in the morning" he'd say heading upstairs to his room. Kazoo would then look towards his father who was taking off his cloak and putting it back in the closet, Kazoo would blink," ummm.. I'm going to go and keep the cloak for .. safe keeping yeah! Yeah!" He'd say while running to the pad and levitating upwards heading to his room. He would hang his cloak in the closet in his room, he would then lay on his bed quite happy that he has met his parent and extended family yet the thought of meeting his child hood friend still roamed his mind definitely.
Kazoo would then head outside the next day and summoned his dragon clan staff, he would then fly out as he would start his search for Zeno know, he really didn't want to feel disappointed of he wasn't in hell but hey it was worth the shot to see a longtime best friend of course. Kazoo would begin concentrating on sensing the ki energy all around him I which then he focused and focused but nothing came up of a namekian like energy so he proceeded onward flying South of the hell deminsion, it was inside to simply go on and just go to unfamiliar places but Kazoo was always the adventurous namekian as his father was, he would continue on his search hoping to find positive results out of this if not he would simply go back home happy that his friend is in a better place than he is.
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