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Post by Gira on Jul 20, 2017 20:07:38 GMT
Thankfully, things didn't devolve into a fight. At least, not yet. Gira remained standing where she was, watching it all unfold. The Heran seemed like he was beginning to get more nervous and the demon, Alistair was quickly losing his patience. This was all probably made worse by the fact that the being that introduced himself as Zyajin was also escalating the situation by insulting the green-skinned hothead even further. 'Damn, at this rate...' Gira's Saiyan cells could feel that they were edging closer to a battle, and Gira felt like she wanted it.
The hybrid took a deep breath and closed her eyes, thinking of all of her favorite foods to calm herself; thinking of the taste, texture, and smell of these various dishes. It was something she had gotten good at; reining in her desire for combat. She had to live as a normal girl for the vast majority of her life after all. Unfortunately, now she was hungry. She considered that a better desire than wanting to punch something, though. Once she felt herself calm down, Gira opened her eyes to notice that the woman with the bio-android had taken a place next to her.
Gira realized at that point that she hadn't felt out that woman's energy. She reached out with her energy sensing and tried to feel the woman's energy. She felt the strangest thing, though... nothing. Was the woman suppressing her power? That was an option. This led Gira to wonder how much power she had under wraps. She didn't want to see anyone get hurt, so now that she was calm, she spoke up, addressing the Heran since this all began with him. "Look, I don't know what kind of bone you have to pick with this guy. But why don't you explain to him why you're demanding an apology. He clearly doesn't remember you and I don't think he's lying."
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Post by Alaistair on Jul 20, 2017 21:13:13 GMT
The Heran was speaking, but so too was the readily made known amalgamation, who called himself Zyajin. Had this thing not done this, Alaistair may have had a chance to get to know this man better and perhaps call him an ally of use! The woman as apologizing for his demeanor, stating that it was how he was made. He even was told to not take any genetic samples, too! Alaistair frowned, speaking up and declaring, "If there's any fighting that's going on here, it'll be Breech-ing how profitable my business is going to be! Considering I've seen many things while abroad that are definite war crimes across the star system, even in the SSE... Ironically enough, they becoming planet suckers and conquerors again like back in the older days of their civilization."When he stated Breech's name, he decided to make it sound as though he was using the word, 'breaching,' since the name that madman had was exactly the same as the word. His senses soon picked up, as if it were summoning her by being near this monster, Denim! She was nearby, in the restaurant from what Alaistair could tell. He panned his eyes through the windows, looking directly for the unhidden power's holder and spotted her. He was wondering when she'd gotten there and how Eres and Dorgia didn't give him a heads up about it! Eres, soon though, was approaching her, allowing Alaistair to be able to refocus on the people around. However, he'd send her a message, saying, "M'lady... Your senses might be picking this up, but there's a particular someone you may wanna be scrapping with. I'm going to be dragging him away from the city shortly, if you wanna follow up.""Well, well! Here I was, expecting to see a paying customer," Eres spoke up, walking up to her in a fashionable apron that looked like it should be part of a dress, with feathers near the top by her neck, "Turns out I'm spotted you here, madam Denim. What's an energetic lady like you doing here? Are you here for Al? He's doing some exploring at the moment, if you want to have a seat at the bar and get a drink."She waved her to come over, her energy being at half of what it should be due to her having split into multiple versions of herself to carry out the work of cooking and handling the bar until they got some proper workers to handle the place. Eres walked behind the bar and placed her hands on it, tapping her nails along the glossy surface. Back outside, the young girl who'd been standing up to the Heran, that'd been threatened by them too, had been trying to reason with the guy. Alaistair smiled, placing a hand on the half-breed's shoulder and stating, "I don't think he's the type to listen. Why don't you head inside the hotel and go to the restaurant part for a good meal? Tell the old stony looking gentleman at the front that you were directed there by me and he'll understand. Also, why don't you take Miss..."He looked at the darker skinned human and asked her, apologetically, "I'm afraid I didn't catch your name, miss! What was it? If you'd like, you can head inside with this one and get yourself some good food inside whilst Zyajin and I take this gentleman elsewhere, as he seems adamant to get an apology out of me without knowing if I actually AM this person he claims..!"Alaistair sent a piercing stare into the man's eyes. His energy would rise up to where it was before, this time not being lowered! There's a threatening presence about it that didn't seem to be focused to just the Heran, but Zyajin too! There was something he was planning to uphold to the strong woman inside his establishment, and also get this brute to calm his thoughts, too. (@misfortune used Supreme Telepathy (UT3) to contact you. Chikara and Zyajin, if you'd like, we can split off to a different thread, to declare a Death Enabled thread. If not, we can just stay in here for a non DE brawl.) (Current PL: 70,000/236,323) (KP: 3/3) |
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Post by Chikara on Jul 21, 2017 4:28:50 GMT
Two’s company, three’s a crowd, but this is just ridiculous. All Chikara had in mind today was to go out on a nice stroll and perhaps visit a fine alcoholic establishment to take his mind off of things. Now he was one step away from an intergalactic mob kicking his ass. First Chikara turned his attention but to the Alien that called itself Zyajin, and responded to it’s ridiculous comments. Now was the perfect time for the silver tongue of Chikara to make it’s mark. “Well, perhaps you are a cooler head, for you see more than I do. This Demon is in fact quite a bit more powerful than I am.”
“But what about you? You’re power level is also quite a bit above my own, unfortunately… It seems I’m making quite the habit of underestimating my foes. In fact even the nice lady over there could probably kick my ass if I’m not careful. Oh yes… It seems I’m a lot better at making friends than I am enemies, but you know there’s always one solution that I can always fall back on when finding myself stuck in a situation like this. I’m not proud of it, but It’ll have to do.” With that, Chikara found himself blasting off into the sky with his tail between his legs and pride nowhere to be found. ---------- Sorry for the abrupt exit, but circumstances have changed and I need to leave Earth ASAP so I’ll leave the rest for you guys |
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Post by Zyajin on Jul 22, 2017 19:09:43 GMT
Zyajin blinked as the Heran zoomed off into the sky and proceeded to disappear from sight. "That... was unexpected." he said after blinking a couple more times, as if trying to ensure his own eyes were working properly. Iris gave a slight sigh of relief before looking towards Alaisdair. "Iris. You can call me Iris, Mr Alaisdair." she said, offering a nod of her head towards the demon before she looked back to the green-shouldered Bio-Android. "Does this count as peaceful conflict resolution practice?" the Bio-Android inquired, Iris' eyebrows twitching slightly. "If I didn't know you better, I'd honestly wonder if that was you trying to make a very bad joke." she said as she stalked over towards him and proceeded to slam her mechanical fist against his head.
The green-shouldered Bio-Android winced as she struck him, rubbing his head as she stood there with her arms folded across her chest. "You said to work on my socialising skills... Not my fault if-" he began before he received another blow to the head. "Yes your fault! You almost started a fight with a bloody Heran! You realise the amount of damage and trouble you could have gotten yourself into if the authorities saw a biological weapon fighting an alien?" she asked with a slight growl to her tone. "The paparazzi alone would have had a field day with it!" said Iris before she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Honestly, you're like a child sometimes."
With that she turned around to look towards Alaistair and offered the demon a quick bow, before slamming her hand into the back of Zyajin's head in order to make him do the same. "So sorry for almost letting this come to blows. Aren't you Zy?" said the dark-skinned cyborg. Zyajin blinked for a moment. "But the Heran started-" he began to say before receiving another blow to the head. "Fine fine... I apologise as well." he said, resulting in another smack to his cranium. "What did I say that time?" the Bio-Android inquired absolutely perplexed by the situation. "As well? You make it sound like I had something to do with that near-disaster!" said Iris, Zyajin staring at her and blinking as he tried to comprehend the logic behind all of this.
Iris for her part sighed and shook her head before looking towards the demonic figure. "I... I think I may need that drink after all. Which way did you say was the bar?" she asked, the green-shouldered Bio-Android raising an eyebrow. "But you don't appear dehydrated." he said, before holding up his hands in surrender as the dark-skinned cyborg simply glared at him sharply. "Alright, alright. I'll be quiet..." said Zyajin with a sigh and shake of his head, whilst Iris slowly nodded at him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2017 10:26:35 GMT
I'm not really sure if I should follow or not... Denim mentally answered Alaistair with her own telepathy. On one hand, who you may have with you sounds intriguing but Eres has also asked me over to the bar for a drink. I can see her from inside the bar here from where I'm standing waiting at the counter.
She looked straight at the woman in her apron with nicely filed finger nails tapping against the counter and then back towards the door. She'd approach the counter though only to stop and stand before it though. "I'm sorry Eres. Alaistair really seems to want my attention today. He says he's got a nice present for me in the form of someone I need to meet, however, if I go I'll leave you here all by your lonesome self."
Denim would then hop onto a bar stool and ask, "Can you get me some water to start? I've had a terrible time since returning to Earth. I got bitten by a vampire when I first arrived but luckily I was so strong my own body got rid of the sickness eventually. Sadly, before I could let that happen I happened to drink the blood of quite a few men and women, got into a fight with some of the loveliest ladies on the planet, and fell in love potentially with them and a prince. Am I perhaps crazy? If not, would you say you all would be willing to let little old me stay here and enjoy Alaistair's personal company and training equipment? I'm on the verge of something big in terms of a power boost in spite of my crazy adventures."
Denim then folded her arms and leaned her entire neck and the upper half of her body against the counter almost taking a position of resting her head against it in spite of it being a bit too early to sleep for someone like her. She was a night owl to an extent after all (with her vampire outings previously being common). If Alaistair was smart he'd come in with his little guest or guests, sit down at the bar and personally let Denim handle his new guests. If one of them was to be of her interest she'd remain inside until she got a proper look at the person then come out and kill them by most likely putting their head through Alaistair's table.
Denim could only think of a few people that needed that treatment but they included: Lizard Man from Konats, Plato, Tulip of the Blue Banner Army, Tekuma Makyon (well maybe not now), Strange, White Robot with Four Arms, and that was it for potential targets on her list. She felt that the last two though probably weren't worth hurting as she'd forgiven them already yet the others were ripe for the picking and she could destroy them in good time considering most of them may have been stronger then her at this point.
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Post by Gira on Jul 26, 2017 21:16:05 GMT
Gira tensed up once she felt Alistair's power rise to what it was when he dodged Chikara's slap. Was the battle finally going to begin? Gira got her answer on when the Heran flew off. The hybrid visibly relaxed with Chikara leaving. With him gone, a fight didn't seem likely at this point. The half-Saiyan felt her desire for battle die down after that. It was a lot easier to ignore when a battle wasn't imminent. Gira stretched and let out a deep breath that she had been holding in. "Well, looks like that's over." Gira had never met one of Chikara's kind before.
If the circumstances were different, Gira felt like she and Chikara might actually get along. The teen half-Saiyan's thoughts were interrupted by the banter between the bio-droid and his android companion. They way they were talking it seemed that the girl had some sort of seniority over the strange creature. They both seemed nice enough. The man was a little rude, though. Or oblivious, Gira couldn't tell which. Maybe they could be friends? That remained to be seen though. She still didn't know much about them. "Um..." Gira looked around at Alistair, Zyajin, and Iris, settling on Zyajin. She decided to introduce herself.
"Um, hey. I'm Gira. It's... nice to meet you?" After that awkward introduction, she turned to Iris. "And you too."
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Post by Alaistair on Jul 26, 2017 22:02:28 GMT
"That is fine, dear," Alaistair spoke up to Denim telepathically, seeing the Heran flew off before he took Zyajin and him out of the city to fight, "Just do me a favor... Look out through the window at the fellow with the silver hair and green tail and tell me why he has part of your energy mixed with his and several others."Whilst Alaistair was speaking this to Denim, Iris introduced herself while slightly pronouncing Alastair's name wrong. The two started to argue about how this would've caused the paparazzi to flood the scene! Alaistair caught a name drop, too, of this guy: Zy. Was a pet name, for sure. The woman was apologizing to Alaistair for the biologically created entity, who seemed intent to argue with the teen maid! She was getting to the point where she wound up agreeing to that off of a drink. Gira managed to take this awkward pause to introduce herself to the two of them. "Feel free to head inside then, you two," Alaistair told Iris and Gira, "I'd like to talk a bit more with Zy for a small bit here! You should be able to see us from the counter through those windows. The lady with the pink flaming hair there serving the silver haired woman leaning across the counter'll be able to serve you some good food and drinks."Eres poured Denim a glass of water in a whiskey glass and put it in front of her at first... But then came the heavy weighted story about a vampiric infection that the woman experienced and had to fight off, among other things that happened. It overflowed her with lust for all sorts of people, which led her to asking for private company with Alaistair and usage of his equipment! The pink-haired woman immediately, almost on an instinctual level, brought up a bottle of gin and a tall glass, in which she'd make a simple gin and tonic for the woman, with a black and tall plastic straw sticking up from it. "One," Eres begun to explain to her, as she brought the drink over to her, "Vampiric disorder from a vampire bite is not an uncommon effect in the Demon Realm and those areas that have plenty of dark area, like Yunzabit and the streets of many cities. This happening is obviously a bad thing, but not something to worry about. Also, ya are crazy, in one way. We all are in some fashion, and it's not something to be confused about. Besides, I'm only working for Al, and not the one who holds him by the belt! None of us are... That answer your set of awkward producing questions, Ms. Denim, and do you need something to kick start your engines instead?"( Zyajin your go. Lets not keep this thread up for too long, since Chikara went out already.)
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Post by Zyajin on Jul 27, 2017 7:17:13 GMT
Iris nodded and looked at Zyajin. "Play nice, and don't do anything stupid." she said, causing the green-shouldered Bio-Android to raise an eyebrow. He chose to not verbalise his slight confusion in this matter though, since he was almost certain that if he did, his cranium would have received another lump from the woman's fist. As the dark-skinned woman entered the establishment, she made a beeline for the bar-counter and took up a seat. "So, what have you got that's strong, but not strong enough to kill a human?" she asked of the pink-haired woman as she made herself comfortable, glancing outside now and then to keep an eye on Zyajin.
The Bio-Android for his part tilted his head at the demonic figure who'd requested he remain behind for a conversation with him. "I... apologise if you wished to handle the Heran yourself?" he offered since it seemed the logical course for what this man wanted to speak to him about. "I've never encountered a Heran before, so I'll admit the desire to test my own skills against such an individual from an acclaimed warrior-type species was tempting."
@misfortune
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2017 16:29:42 GMT
Denim gave her entire story of where she'd been, or at least most of it, she was afraid if she went into too many details she'd ramble on like she almost always did in heated situations and waste time. She noted Eres bringing out the water glass and after it slid down her way she picked it up and downed the tiny glass. Then she eyed the gin bottle and the tall glass and pulled it over to her as well with the straw for it and sipped it heartily. It tasted really good for how bad of a mood she was in. She was definitely glad to be human again, however, had come to quickly find her life frequently turned her into an emotional wreck no matter the circumstances, likely because she still couldn't handle everything that was out there in her opinion. And that, that brought out all her feelings at once. She calmed down though thanks to the small buzz filling her head and admitted, "Yeah, I'm crazy Eres. I know that but perhaps I'm just not caring enough towards people. It may very well be my entire family lineage is steeped in demonic connections. I often let one person reach me then let then go and return to another never really fancying anything like those creatures tend to. Strangely enough though I've come back to Alaistair a lot too, so maybe that's really it. I think-I... I really do like him, however, he's being insistent I look out the window at someone right now. I'll be back but just do me a favor and put poor little old me up in Mr. Alaistair's pent house and get me that training equipment. I'll be sure to pay him back by letting him stay at my place later." Denim then rose sipping her gin even quicker then before as she held it in her hand still. She'd finish it less then ten seconds later and stare out at the scene Alaistair was talking of with a powerful glare in her blue-green eyes. She thought about breaking down a wall and slamming into whoever Alaistair so desperately wanted her to see but for now she simply felt out the energy she had totally overlooked. There was definite power that came from her floating within the being's body that Alaistair described as Denim focused on the scene outside the hotel bar. This caused her to set down her glass on Eres' counter and answer: I'll be right there Alaistair. I figured this was just another customer causing you trouble. I wasn't really sure since I've been gone so long, but you may have caught someone I definitely need to see.She then took it upon herself to exit the bar and fly right to the demon host's location ignoring all other new entrants into the bar. They didn't matter to her quite yet. When she landed near Alaistair it was with a loud thud in front of him. Her had glowed with green ki and she stated with a twisted smile, "I'm sorry to come here Alaistair like this, but could you force the creature or person you have here to look at me? I just want to be sure it's them before I blast them because someone in the past definitely devoured me, stole my energy, and still runs free." She hoped to take pleasure for the next few minutes in killing someone who was her enemy but only if it were really them. Gira |
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Post by Gira on Jul 28, 2017 1:55:40 GMT
Gira looked at Alistair, then back to the bar once the demon pointed it out, suggesting that they go in for a drink and some food. Food sure sounded lovely, but Gira was underage. It wouldn't really be appropriate for her to drink. The first and last time she had an alcoholic beverage (or several), terrible things happened in Ginger Town when she took on her Oozaru form for the first time. While the alcohol wasn't to blame for most of it, Gira was certain that the situation could have been avoided if she didn't have anything to drink that night.
Still, the girl was hungry. She hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. It was for this reason that she decided to take Alistair up on his offer. "Uh, right. I suppose I am a little hungry. Well, see ya guys later." The half-Saiyan turned from Zyajin and Alistair and joined Iris in walking over to the bar. She walked over to the bar and waited for Iris's order to be filled before placing her own. "Um, water please." Gira began to think about what she wanted to eat. The teen didn't spot a menu.
Then again, normally she would just order everything on her first trip to a restaurant. Making her decision, she looked back at the pink-haired woman. "Could I just get... one of everything?" Gira grinned after placing her order. It was probably surprising. Other than her dark hair and eyes, Gira didn't look like a Saiyan or any other kind of alien. After the Ginger Town incident, she didn't even have her tail. No, she looked like a normal Earthling for the most part. A normal Earthling ordering a mountain of food.
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Post by Alaistair on Jul 28, 2017 7:18:54 GMT
Denim happily took the drink, guzzling it down like she were about to be shipped off to a dry area and it was gonna be her last one for years to come! She ended up blathering about how Alaistair was the guy for her at one point, after spouting about her demonic connections. Once more, she spoke about moving in with Alaistair and wanting training equipment sent up in his penthouse! She shook her head with a smile, stating, "We can't do that for ya, Denim. Training equipment sticks strictly to the gym and gravity chamber... But do come back and tell me a bit about your little stories."With Denim walking away, 2 people that were talking to Alaistair came inside. One was dressed up in ancient maid attire that Eres recognized from the Central part of the main continent! The other was like a college girl, who looked as though she just got out of the room for a day and only dressed up in some shaggy clothes, thinking they'd work out. Still, Dorgia gave the signal to her that they were being given permission to get something from the kitchen and bar! The maid girl first asked about what she had in mind that was strong enough to not kill a human! The gal was sure funny, coming up and asking that right outta the blue! It got a snicker out of the flaming pink haired woman, stating, "Sounds to me you need to forget about some of the day! The fact you're like this after talking to the boss tells me something along the lines of whiskey... A whiskey sour! And for you, bedhead?"The college girl ended up asking for one of everything. Eres's snicker went to full laughter, before telling her, digging under the counter for a large book of dishes, with about two pages dedicated for each course, "One of everything's enough to kill the boldest of kurimu-seijinn ten times over, and they've got the biggest bellies in the galaxy... Aside from Majin folk. Let's get one whiskey sour for you, too, and you can take a look at this while you enjoy that drink, eh?"Denim soon came back over soundlessly, but pounded the glass in her hand a bit heavily, after having looked outside at where Alaistair was. Her energy showed a roiling anger, as she flew above the customers and those coming inside to where Alaistair and the man were. Eres started to click her tongue a few times, hands on her hips and shaking her head, before leaning over the counter to the two ladies and asking with a grin, "So, what else can I get you two?"Outside, Denim had been floating overhead of Zy and Alaistair. She demanded him have Zy turn around, wanting to be sure this was in fact the person that absorbed her... Rather openly, too! Not that it mattered to Alaistair. The Devil pointed to her, after having been silent for a small bit, and stated to him, "About what I wanted to talk to you about... You're friends with Breech, aren't you?"Alaistair crossed his arms across his chest, his tail flicking around the ground behind him as he paused. A snide smile was apparent on his face. "Zy, you seem much more tame than what Denim here has described to me... But maybe this is a facade because you're looking to hide yourself from possible enemies. So, here's the deal: You're going to be telling me everything you know about 'Chancellor' Breech and those who were in charge of Konats, and not to mention those in his forces. If you don't, I'm hurling you across the island all the way to the ocean north of here, where Denim gets a much more private and intimate time with tearing you a new one for what you did to her and her daughter with Breech, before she finally kills you and I get my information anyway... But, if you do, then you get to live for awhile! Yet you'll be held on a tight leash by the woman you killed, who can and will execute at a moment's notice."Alaistair's eyes stabbed at Zyajin's, intending for him to get the message across. He'd direct his mind to Denim's, telling him, "I need him alive for a while, dear... And I need to keep this hidden as much as possible. If he tries to resist, I'm hurtling him away from the city before anyone gets caught up in the fight."( Zyajin, you're up!) |
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Post by Zyajin on Jul 28, 2017 7:58:08 GMT
The Bio-Android raised an eyebrow at the woman's presence, tilting his head curiously even as she threatened to destroy him. "Curious... you sound like that woman from Konats, and even have a similar energy signature to her." he mused aloud before looking towards the demonic figure. "She is a very convincing replica. You should be commended for managing to recreate the energy signature alone, since that's proven near impossible given the uniqueness of each sentient being's energy fields." he said with a bow of his head towards Alaistair, under the impression that this Denim Copy was the demons creation.
"However, I think it could be improved on perhaps in the logic circuits." said Zyajin before he turned his focus to the white haired woman. "Do you steal energy from an apple when you bite into it? Do you rob water of its power as you drink it? I did not steal the originals energy as you put it. I merely converted it into bio-electrical energy, as all life does whenever it consumes or absorbs anything into its body." he said before rubbing his chin at the demons request for information. "Friends would imply a certain amount of familiarity between us. He merely took a curiosity to me due to my creator being someone familiar to him, and I in him since I did not consider that the BBA would appreciate a hidden weapons program from the previous government coming to the light, especially one that had been tampered with in its final stages by the Solar Saiyan Empire during their invasion of Earth not too long ago." he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
His tail flicked around in the air behind him as he considered how to proceed further, before making his decision. "I have nothing that requires hiding. Breech is seeking a way to return his progeny to existence beyond replicants such as this one," he said with a nod of his head towards the white-haired woman, "and thought that the "magic" present on Konats may serve some means to that end. Contagion has gone his own way in the galaxy and has effectively severed ties with myself following the Solar Saiyan Empire's take-over of Konats." he said, considering the situation further. "As for the rest, I do not recall names or details as I never had much interaction with them beyond whenever Breech or Contagion decided to call a meeting." he said with another shrug of his shoulders before something occured to him.
"This replicants memory engrams may be somewhat degraded regarding the events on Konats." the green-shouldered Bio-Android surmised. "I only say this due to the fact that I had nothing to do with the originals daughter on Konats, who at the time was an out of control Oozaru who was on a direct course for Ocarin City and its thousands of inhabitants." he said with a nod as he recalled the events. "The original had no apparent intention of reigning in their offspring from potentially slaughtering thousands of innocent lives, all in an attempt to "impress the Arcosian Empire" in her own words, and so the logical course of action was taken given the severity of the situation, with Breech erasing the rampaging Oozaru." said Zyajin. "This decision was further justified due to the instability of their mind even when not in their Oozaru state, since the original had apparently been convinced by the offspring that they had come to them from the distant future. A sign of mental instability if there was one." he informed Alaistair, not even looking at the white-haired woman as he spoke.
He sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "What occured to the original was similarly unavoidable. She had fallen into a state of enraged grief over the loss of their progeny, deciding to put all of the blame for the situation onto us, and had been given the option of peacefully surrendering to the local law enforcement agencies." informed Zyajin. "But she instead chose to continue her attack, and would no doubt have tried to carry out her assault on the city in an attempt to gain favour with the Arcosian Empire had she not been stopped." he said with a shrug. "Tragic since she apparently left behind another child, who would now have to grow up and exist without their mother." he said before looking at the replicant in front of him. "Unless you feel like taking up the mantle in her stead? It would perhaps give the child some sense of continuation before they became of an apparent age to understand the truth of the situation." the Bio-Android inquired of the white-haired woman.
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Meanwhile inside the bar Iris couldn't help but chuckle and nod at the bartenders words. "Just enough to forget the giant green walking migraine I'm lumped with." she said, hiking a thumb to point outside the window towards Zyajin. She heard the loud thump and saw the white haired woman who apparently wanted to take a shot at the Bio-Android as well, groaning before looking back at the bartender. "You'd better make that a double... this feels like its going to be one of those days..." she said with a certain amount of resignation.
@misfortune your turn~
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2017 21:10:27 GMT
"You..." Denim sneered at the the green lizard man she knew as Zyajin now. Her fists clenched tightly and she felt it ridiculous that he thought she was a clone of herself. "...have this all wrong you stupid weakling; oh so wrong, I'm 100% human and alive. I pulled myself out of the depths of Hell to get back here and even my daughter came back too. Where she is I don't know but I should pound you into the ground for your words." She got Alaistair's message in her head as she listened to the demon reproach the android with questions and felt very strongly about wanting to take care of all this right here. She almost began to raise a fist at Zyajin but really wanted to wait just a while longer to see what he might do.
I'm a human kami! I don't want to wait for you to hurl this disgusting creature into the wilderness. I'll give you ten seconds to convince him I'm real or then I'll be smacking him so hard into the floor all his energy will come flying out faster then a volcanic eruption. She'd warn the demon host mentally letting him clearly know her intentions as she took a step forward and growled at the lying creature before her.
This foolish bio-android had been working with Breech and by working with Breech had condoned giving people robotic limbs that the mad scientist could control. Denim didn't know the full extent of this, however, what little she did know was that he had invaded Konats first so why couldn't she have to stop him from doing what she felt was wrong? There was nothing wrong with that and establishing her planetary government on the dusty rock.
Her final act would be to point an accusing finger at Zyajin and add as he rubbed his head, "I know I'm crazy, however, that child you speak of is mine and I'm raising her all right to be one hundred times better! You keep saying I'm not human though and I'll twist your head around and pop it off you clear!?!" Denim had become a fiery woman (far too fiery) simply because a lot of plays in her life to get ahead hadn't really gone that well. She knew she was an idiot but that didn't mean this awful creature had to tread on her dignity too. She'd prove him wrong by shutting him up and taking him through the same sort of fiasco she had gone through herself.
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Post by Gira on Jul 30, 2017 9:36:03 GMT
Gira began to flip through the menu as soon as it was put in front of her. Just looking at the pictures was enough to make Gira want to try it all. Fortunately, she would have plenty to try. The girl at the bar informed her that they had enough food to kill the hardiest of kurimu-seijin. Gira hadn't heard of them before, but they sounded like her kind of people. Especially since they could eat so much. She wondered if they liked fighting too.
When the bartender offered Gira a drink, she hesitated. 'I really shouldn't...' The half-Saiyan tried to talk herself out of it. Unfortunately, she gave in and nodded to the pink-haired woman. "Yeah, sure. That sounds nice." She laughed nervously. She wasn't sure if they would kick her out for being underage, but she still had her fake ID just in case. The hybrid didn't want to drink too much, though. She still had to do some shopping and then fly home on top of that. Being drunk would just complicate things.
After Gira ordered her drink, she began to flip through the menu. She settled on what she wanted rather quickly. Her order was a large one; a three plates of nachos, four burgers, two steaks-- medium rare-- four club sandwiches, and a whole chocolate cake. With her food ordered as well, Gira looked over at Iris. "So, uh... have you known the green guy long?"
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Post by Alaistair on Jul 30, 2017 21:10:18 GMT
"Breech lives," Alaistair questioned, clear surprise in his voice, which then turned to frustration, muttering aloud, "He must have a failsafe mechanism go off when... That sly roach!"After that, Zy went on a tangent about how Denim wasn't the real one. Someone Alaistair created! The Devil raised a finger and wagged it, immediately retorting, "You have it wrong there, Zy. That is Denim right there..."The monstrous man went on to state how Denim did, in fact, attack Konats before... This was nothing new to Alaistair. It was duscussed before, with both the very woman and Plato! "He only intends to anger you into attacking swiftly so we don't learn where Breech is... I am also curious to know whom this Contagion person is, too," he told Denim telepathically, "You will be controlling that anger. It is for the best we take care of Breech and this bastard, and any allies they have!"Alaistair didn't look towards her. He'd have her follow the demand. He questioned the green tailed creature further, specifying, "Since you know Breech is still alive, you know where he is, correct?"This was Zyajin's bargaining chip and, rather than trying to take it soon, he had something else in mind. Before any could speak, he stated, "You will be an asset to the two of us. Since you are affiliated with Breech, who self destructed his current body at the time, and with that, initiated devastation on the very people he gave cybernetic implants to; you are going be repaying that debt! You will be working for me and be supervised by Denim, and if you so much as do something we do not approve, you forfeited your life... Am I clear?"Inside, Gira had gone on to list the a dozen plus two items for Eres! The woman was vexed by the amount of food, but at the same time, the energy he felt coming from the young adult was pretty large! While she was writing everything down, she told Iris, "That is a double, dear... Unless you want another double to go with that!"(Lets make this next post round, after you guys go, be last post for us. Zyajin, your go!)
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