First Steps to Unification [Closed/Tabu] Aug 10, 2017 0:57:11 GMT
Post by Rhytid on Aug 10, 2017 0:57:11 GMT
| First Steps to Unification |
|Rhytid's PL: 44,359|
Rhytid's current PL: 11,090
|GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weights (+75%) |||PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
''You fat, ugly Mazoku!''
''You're all stupid evil monsters!''
''I bet your daddy washes Xylo's windows too!''
''Hahaha! Yeah, you Mazoku don't even deserve to live here!''
''Why don't you all just crawl back to the hole you came from!?''
Two Warrior Caste children laughed mockingly at a chubbier Mazoku child. The darker skinned Mazoku was deadly silent, not able to muster up the courage to stand up to these bullies. All he could do was cry as the 'Warriors' only intensified their mockery. Push came to shove, and soon enough, fists started to get thrown at the senstitive Mazoku.
''Quit crying, you creep!'' One of the kids shouted, swinging a leg straight into the Mazoku's side! ''All of you make me SICK!'' The other hammered in, repeatedly ramming a fist into the Mazoku's head. The mutated child could only sob uncontrollably, curling up into a ball as he clutched his head. The sight was truly horrific, and disgusting.
...It saddened Rhytid to see this racism still being so prevelant.
The newly elected Warrior Caste leader took a stroll to the more outer regions of Namek, villages he hadn't seen yet, in an effort to make his name known. Yet then, on the plains, he sadly came across this scene.
''For Porunga's sake...'' He muttered in fear. Not afraid of the children, but more afraid of their brutality, their vivid hatred toward the Mazoku child. Not taking another moment to stand and wait, Rhytid quickly approached!
The air whizzed as the leader stepped down near the two children, who ceased their merciless beating upon noting Rhytid's presence. ''Hey, what's your deal?!'' One of them snarled at the adult Namekian. ''Who are you!?'' The other shouted as well, holding the injured Mazoku up by the cloth of his Gi. An injured, broken smile came from the Mazoku Namekian, who noted the disgust on Rhytid's face. ''H-He's here...to help...A-Ain't that right...Big green?'' He sniffled, forcing a broken chuckle.
A sharp glare was sent at the two Warrior Caste children.
''Let that child alone.''
The two children grumbled, letting the Mazoku loose and directing their focus on Rhytid. ''And why should we take orders from you, huh?!'' He shouted in utter anger and frustration, probably wondering why he was protecting some filthy Mazoku kid. Rhytid crossed his arms, stepping forward and staring down at the two kids in an intimidating way. ''You should know to respect your leader, and your fellow Namekians, for that matter.'' He grumbled, eyes lowering into thin slits.
The two kids' eyes widened, stepping back as they audibly gulped! ''L-leader?! You're...You- you're...?!'' The child stuttered, a crack in his voice. ''Rhytid. Leader of the Warrior Caste.'' Rhytid declared in a loud and clear tone.
''Now-'' His arms freed from their folded position, ''You two are going to treat the Mazoku with respect from now on, alright? They're Namekians, just like you and I.'' Rhytid scolded the children in a disappointed, grumpy tone.
''Because if I see you two doing this again,'' He raised an arm, and balled it into a tight fist. ''I'm going to discipline the both of you.'' Rhytid's fist smacked against his open palm, producing a thick crack. ''Warrior Style.''
The children teared up from fear, quickly nodding their heads! The two of them apologized to Rhytid, as well as the Mazoku child, and quickly ran away into the dense Ajissa forest! Rhytid sighed, turning around and helping the Mazoku up. ''T-thanks...'' He muttered, teary eyes glancing up at Rhytid with a faint smile. Rhytid put an arm on the kid's shoulder, and smirked. ''If anyone's being rude, I'll take care of it, alright?''
The Mazoku child nodded, wiping away a tear. ''Thank you...'' He muttered again, Rhytid nodding in response. ''Come on, it's alright. Think you should go home now, get those wounds looked at. Maybe I can give you some pointers on self defense later!'' The Namekian smiled brightly, removing his hand from the kid's shoulder. ''T-that'd be awesome! I'll go right now...!'' The mutated face of the child beamed up, a big, goofy smile plastered on it.
The chubby, mutated kid huddled off with passionate, tired huffs and puffs, soon disappearing over a small hill.
''What a mess...'' Rhytid groaned out, thinking back to the two viciously racist children. ''Should've just taught them a lesson...I think...'' His mind wandered off. What SHOULD he have done? Punish them? Or was letting them go the better decision? He sighed heavily- being a leader was tougher than he imagined...
OOC NOTES: YES I JUST REFERENCED THE BIG GREEN DUB YOU CANT STOP ME