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Post by Kallabash on May 8, 2017 1:18:56 GMT
Shikk, a planet of desert and mines that low prisoners from the empire work on. Why are they hold here? No reason to be honest. Probably because SSE is just insane and they have no idea what they are doing with their lives. Or probably for profit...? Who knows? But that idea of lazyness and...no reason to exist at all... would soon be shaken by a certain Saiyan with quite the strange habits. "Oh shit, Oh shit, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT!!!" Kallabash started giving his one of those far fetched panic attacks as his pods slowly dematerialize by re-entering the atmosphere of Shikk. Apparently, using a pod that has 32 years and never got maintained in the first place was dangerous. But hey, who would know that this was a thing, right? Anyway, Kallabash was trying to stop the space pod from blowing up in just thousands of feet from the ground. "Ok! I think I got this! If I cool down the pressure in the pod, I might be able to safely land." He muttered to himself as he continued to control his pod. With enough effort and plot reasons to let him live, he was able to cool down the pod just enough to have a safely landing. And when I mean safely landing, I mean going directly towards a bar. Noticing that he was about to crash inside the bar, Kallabash's eyes widened was he was able with one last effort to push the pod just enough for him to lift and pass by a few inches in the roof of the bar. going full speed now towards the stone and-not-so-soft ground. Once it hit the ground, rubber came from the ground as the area around the pod created a circular crater from the impact, with the pod exploding soon after. Kallabash was able to leave the crumbles before the plod exploded, but didn't walk away enough to not be caught by the shockwave. It sent him face to the ground, knocking him out. His clothes with burnt marks all over his shirt and pants, and a bit of bruises over his body. His cape, however, as almost intact, due to its Heavy components over it.
And that was one heck of a intro! even got some michael Bay shenanigans :v Thread PL: 20.698 HW PL: 5174.5 Vocado I choose you!
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Post by Vocado on May 8, 2017 1:59:44 GMT
[Thread PL: 20,950]
"Another."
A cold glass, filled with brown liquid, slides across the bar. Its caught by a gloved hand, which quickly pulls it up to the owners face to drink. After a few intensely long gulps, the entire drink is gone, and the gruff Saiyan who downed it sighs with content. He taps the bar with his index finger, and another drink slides over. It too is swallowed up instantly. The Bartender, a young Saiyan, opens his mouth to say something. It was probably an insult of some kind, as the bartender was famous for, but before he could get the words out, a great rumbling occurred above them.
With not a word between them, the two Saiyans rush to the door, their eyes glued to the skies as a spacepod rushes overhead. It smashes into the ground behind the bar, skidding through the dirt as it lands. The Bartender's eyes widen, and he seemingly begins to drool. "Is it time?! Will I finally get a greenskin to mount on my wall!?"
The larger Saiyan, a former SSE Commander known as Vocado, grabs a scouter from a pouch tied to his belt. The red glass is cracked in places, and the startup process chugs a bit, but it'd still get the job done. With a quick push of a button, the dusty device whirs, beeping and booping as it tried to start up. After a moment, the scouter hums to life, and the screen turns on. It scans the ship, and quickly registers it as an old Solar Empire spacepod.
"No," Vocado says dejectedly. "It's just a solicitor. A very poor one."
With a pout, the bartender slinks back into the bar. "Whatever. Go get rid of him then. There's a free round in it for you if you clean up the blood afterwards."
"Sounds good to me."
Vocado cracks his knuckles as he hovers over to the crash site. It'd been a while since he'd gotten into a real fight, but he was sure that it wouldn't be hard to get back into the swing of things. Fighting was like riding a bike-- you never forget how much it hurts when you screw something up.
It was worse than he expected. The pod hadn't just crashed, it exploded! Bits of metal were stuck in the back of the bar, and flames licked the ground around the crater. Across from the crash was an unconscious fool, face down in the dirt. If Vocado wasn't in such a poor state himself, he'd have laughed at the sight.
With an annoyed sigh, Vocado moved over to the poor pilot, and with a swift kick aimed at the chest, attempted to wake the idiot up.
"Hey! You crashed on someone's property, buddy! You wanna cough up some payment, or should I beat the fees out of you?"
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Post by Kallabash on May 9, 2017 18:19:23 GMT
And alas! Someone came to rescue the poor Kall that didn't have a good day so far. Oh well. Kallabash was still unconscious with his face in the dirt when Vocado approached. What he might have been missing was the party in Kallabash dreams where for some reason he was drinking lot's of soup in a knife and battling little imp aliens that tried invade earth all the while some crazy TV production is recording the packed action for some low budget movie that will make millions of zenis. And finally, the kick came in. When the kick connected, it gave a light *ting* on Kall's mind, telling him to wake up to the real, and possibly not so awkward, world. Kall slowly placed his hands and calmly lifted his body up like he was doing some push-up. Blinking a few times, Kallabash would finally get to his butt, seating in the ground and placing one of his hands on the forehead, all the while the fire burning just a few meters from him. Yep, he doesn't care about security at all. "Urgh. Where...Where am I?" He would calmly ask, slowly raising his head and, with a light pinch of his eyes, he would look over Vocado. "Who are you and..." He would finish by pinching his nose bridge. "Where this strong alcohol scent is coming from?"(Sorry for the short post, I am studying for exams so I am dummy) ( Vocado my man, just come in)
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Post by Vocado on May 19, 2017 5:00:42 GMT
Vocado growled in annoyance as Kallabash was roused from his sleep. The damn fool took his sweet time to sit up, and when he finally did, he had the gall to ignore the issue at hand and focus on smells! "The smell is coming from me, buster." The Ex-General knelt down, attempting to grab Kallabash by the collar. Should he succeed, he'd raise his fist right into the tail-free Saiyan's face. "And pretty soon you won't be able to smell a single damn thing."
If Vocado had gotten a grip on the fool, he'd quickly relinquish it, tossing the space invader towards the crash-site he'd created. A small crowd began to gather around the duo now; some had come to see what made that awful explosion, while others were simply coming to see the ensuing fight. Vocado didn't even acknowledge the gawking onlookers. All he wanted was to pummel a punk.
"Honestly, I don't even care if you try to back out of this. I'm gonna kick your ass no matter what."
Vocado's tail curled around his waist, and a devilish grin grew on his face. For the first time in months, he was finally excited about something!
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Post by Kallabash on May 20, 2017 19:53:09 GMT
Kallabash shook his head when Vocado addressed where the smell was coming from him. His eyes widened when the Drunk Saiyan man knelt in front of him and grabbed his collar, threatening him. After the threat, the Saiyan simply tossed Kallabash inside the crater that was formed from the impact of the pod and the subsequent explosion. Kallabash got a grip of himself, placing his hand on the ground, his vision was still blurry from the impact, and because his power was weighted, he was a ragdoll for the Ex-General. Kall slowly recovered his vision, being able to hear the crowd that was forming, little by little, and could feel the heat from the pod on flames behind him. Getting to his knees and then his feet, Kallabash would place his hand on his head was Vocado did his final threat, telling him that he will get his ass kicked if he tries to run away. "Look," Kallabash would start speaking, eyes closed as he shake more his head, "I don't know what you want, or why you want to even fight me, to begin with, but I think there's no reason for such hostilities." Kallabash then remove his hand from his face, turning to the Ex-General. "No need to start anything here." His voice would be cracked and a bit woolly from the after effects of the explosion, showing a bit of no aggression. ( Vocado your turn conrade!)
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Post by Vocado on May 31, 2017 5:39:41 GMT
"No need?!" Vocado's fists clenched tightly as they rose up close to his waist. His Ki began burning brightly around him; a bright, blood-red aura. Perhaps foreshadowing the Ex-General's intentions. "Do you not even realize what you did, gramps? You almost smashed right into my favorite drinking spot!" He pointed behind him at the back of the bar he'd just exited. There were still bits of Kallabash's spacepod sticking out of the wall. "I'm gonna use your face as a mop to collect every last bit of that crappy ship you cruised in on, and when I'm done, I'll fling your body into the nearest trash heap!"
The crowd around them cheered, a lust for bloodshed in their eyes. They didn't particularly care why or how this fight came about; the only thing these onlookers wanted was the fight to start already. Shikk was a popular vacation destination for the Elite of the Solar Empire, so most of the crowd consisted of Saiyans. If things were different, then perhaps Vocado would be part of the crowd, rather than the star of the show.
"Say your prayers, old man!"
With a fearsome shout, Vocado kicked off the ground, shooting through the air like a bullet towards the tail-free Saiyan. He cocked his fist back, before thrusting it forward toward Kallabash's gut! Should the strike ring true, Vocado would open up his fist, and release a torrent of Ki into Kallabash at point-blank range!
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Post by Kallabash on Jun 2, 2017 16:17:54 GMT
Kallabash looked over Vocado was the drunken Saiyan started to get a bit mad of his last commentary. He was not almost completely recovered from the fall of the pod and was already taking notice of the situation. When Vocado finished his hating speech on Kallabash, he turned his head to see a bit of the pod parts all hanging together on the bar walls. "...I would pay for that. I think. Depends on how much it would cost." He finished, looking at the crowd that was forming around him. They were all Saiyans and seemed to be enjoying all the fighting that would start to happen. When vocado shouted for the last time, Kallabash knew this would end badly for him. But at this point, he knew he was on equal footing with Vocado, he only needed to remove his weighted clothing. When he saw Vocado flying at him with full speed, Kallabash sighed, talking to himself. 'You try to be reasonable...'Before Vocado could get any closer, Kallabashquickly reached his weighted cape and threw to the side, making a loud "THUD" noise and in the exact moment Vocado was in front of his face and landing the blow on his gut. His PL rose up just enough to tank the fist but still made him spill some of the salivae from the impact it generated on him. The elite Saiyan still haven't finished his assault, by opening his palm on his stomach and shooting a torrent of ki at point blank, throwing Kallabash a few feet and out of the crater, passing by everyone and hitting a nearby bar. He landed with his arms outstreched, grunting with pain from the impact of the energy attack, his body making a form on the wall where he landed. "Gurgh...That was one heck of an attack..." He said to himself, freeing himself from the wall. "I better need be careful if I don't want get another one of those." Kallabash finished by taking a bit of dirt from his clothes, noticing a big hole on his white shirt from where the point blank attack emerged from. "Great, that's the third time this shirt got burned."Kallabash then, along with himself a bit, before his attack: Using his feet, Kallabash burst towards where Vocado and the crowd were, Going directly for a tempted direct hit on Vocado's face. However, he was expecting for him to dodge, Giving Kallabash enough time to attempt Hit his gut with his knee and finishing with a roundhouse kick to send him flying back. If he was successful, Kallabash would put up his defensive stance, waiting for Vocado's move. "I am trying not to fight you. so give up of this already![/s] (HW removed! New PL: 20.698!) (Your turn Vocado !)
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Shemha
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PL: 396,617
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Post by Shemha on Jun 21, 2017 1:27:09 GMT
Kallabash WC 1288 - 2302 PL earned. New Total - 49,269! Vocado WC 913 - 1287 zeni earned. New Total - 3,105!
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