Vi-Poi
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Post by Vi-Poi on Sept 8, 2017 6:06:40 GMT
“A boy’s will is the wind’s will / And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.” – Longfellow “Television rules the nation.” – Daft Punk (Thread PL: 17,376,400)
Poi Toques ducked under the swinging fist, grabbing Strom around the waist when he spun around. Even though he lacked Strom’s size and strength, his adrenaline was enough to lock those clutching arms. For now.
“I’ll kill you, Toques!” Strom yelled, struggling.
“Bite me!” Poi growled, holding on for dear life. Strom was mad enough that he just might not be lying this time. Who knew that Majiko’s Everlasting Bubblegum was so hard to get out of hair? And it wasn’t like Strom’s new haircut was so bad anyway-
Abruptly Poi felt the alleyway swing under him, swerving up to strike the back of his head. Flashes crackled before his eyes and a steam-whistle blew in his ears. It took a while before he realized Strom had just elbowed him. Poi rubbed his throbbing cheek and his eyes refocused. The older, larger student stood over him, both hands balled into fists.
Strom’s expression changed from rage to coldness. The coldness scared Poi even more than his anger. Scrambling to his feet, and with a bit of bewildering giddiness welling up alongside his fear, Poi backed against the alley wall and raised his hands. He crouched into Turtle Stance One, the kind his mother did all the time when training, and the kind he learned during his own lessons for the green belt.
“Well come on, Mister Mohawk,” Poi sassed.
He was tired of running and ducking Strom and his goony friends, or passively taking their shots. He was in Ninth now. Practically grown up. What, was he going to let the wedgies and the brown-bag robberies go on through all of High School?
The coldness didn’t leave Strom’s eyes, even with Poi’s proverbial twisting of the knife. He came carefully, his left arm stretched out, his right fist tight below his jaw. Though he was a green belt, Poi didn’t have any real experience with fighting. Strom on the other hand was a rising star in West City High’s JV Martial Arts Team, and an infamous schoolyard bruiser.
The resistance was over faster than Poi’s giddy heart had hoped. One moment Strom was three feet away, and a heartbeat later he was driving a fist into Poi’s face. Poi’s knees buckled, and he slumped back against the alley, shielding his face with trembling hands.
But the rain of pain Poi was expecting for his defiance never came. A shadow flickered, an impossibly quick movement, a woosh of air that stirred his hair and lifted trash from the gutters, and suddenly Strom sprawled twelve feet back into the sidewalk, landing in a puddle with a great splash.
“Sorry for butting in Poi m’boy, but Strom’s breaking Team rules again. Can’t rightly be captain and let the rules be broke, especially the No-Brawling Rule!”
Poi blinked up, lowering his hands.
Tofoo grinned down at him and winked.
He was a very tall boy for fifteen, taller than most adults, with vivid blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Quick to laugh and quicker on the fighting mat, Tofoo was popular at school, and his teenage tendency for trouble didn’t hurt the consensus either. He was Poi’s lifelong neighbor and best friend, more brother really, and for that reason Poi earned some rub-off notoriety and acceptance at school, too. Except for mouth-breathers like Strom.
“Thanks man,” Poi said hoarsely, rubbing some blood from his nose and the tears from his eyes. Dragging himself out of the puddle, Strom did a double-take, and fled. No one wanted to fight Tofoo.
Tofoo clapped a strong hand on Poi’s shoulder. “What are friends for?”
Poi grinned, feeling better already. “Yeah.”
d[ o_0 ]b
There was a knock at the door.
Vi-Poi glared at it while he awoke from his nap, his dream. He’d almost forgotten about Tofoo. How was that possible? They’d been best friends. Though he was fully fused with Poi, and had most-all of Poi's memories, certain details were very foggy until they hit him like a ton of hoverfreight. Details like Tofoo. Morbidly, and with a pang of sadness, he wondered where Tofoo was buried. After all this time, surely, he’d be dead now.
The knocking came back.
“Go away,” He mumbled at the thumping door, taking a handful of stale popcorn from the bowl under the couch and shoving it past his lips. “I can monitor everything from in here,” He added, voice raised.
“Mister Premier! You got to get out of the Castle. Please! You’ve been in your room all week!” It was Pasti Noudelle, his personal assistant. Worried about him again.
Vi-Poi rolled his eyes. “I’m fine. I’m binge-ing Catty Old Women, is all.” That was true enough. There were forty-six seasons of the geriatric alcoholic ex-debutantes, and Vi-Poi was only through real-timing thirty of them. He could process them all internally superfast, sure, but it just wasn’t the same.
There was suddenly a latch-opening sound, and the treacherous horse-zoanthrope hoofed her way into the Vi-Poi’s bedroom. She gasped. It was a little messy, okay?
“Mister Premier,” Pasti implored, her pleading eyes watching as Vi-Poi scooped some errant popcorn from his bare belly and ate that too. His hair was a disheveled mess, and he was only dressed in underpants and oversized fuzzy pink slippers.
Vi-Poi waved her off. “I told you I’m fine, see?” He clicked Catty Old Women back on.
“You are not fine!” Pasti Noudelle roared, throwing a shoe at the tee-vee. Vi-Poi jolted. He’d never seen Pasti act like that! “You even skipped the Serpent Master red carpet release, and you were so proud of acting in that movie! Mister Premier, you need to get off this tee-vee and go outside! Get some fresh air! Go see your friends. This is not healthy!”
Vi-Poi’s expression darkened. “Friends, huh?”
“Yes! Friends.”
Vi-Poi gave a depressed sigh of surrender. “Alright.”
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Vi-Poi landed on the Timeless Lookout. He’d put his Bombers cap on over his mussed hair, some jeans on, and an old New Yolk City shirt. He shoved his hands in his pockets sullenly. “Anybody home?” He asked, half-hoping no one would respond. Bing and his nosy wife were probably off giving a hapless planet away to some space pirates or something. For peace.
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Sept 8, 2017 6:32:00 GMT
Was this right? "I'll ask you again, Ember. Did you eat these cookies after I told you to wait for dinner?"No, it couldn't have been. Lying was never the answer. Even in the darkest of times, honesty was a saving grace. That's what papa taught her. "Yeah, that's true." Ember said somberly, kicking her feet as she looked down. She counted the pile of cookie crumbs on the tiles to try and distract from the extreme guilt she suddenly felt, a hand nervously adjusting the bright orange scarf wrapped around her neck as she counted. Her father's voice cut her thoughts off. "I expected as much. You know what this means, right?""Yeah... No sword training with Mama for a week. Even after she comes home." "That's exactly right. Now c'mon. We'll clean this up later. Why don't we go check on that flower we planted?"Ember's eyes lit up, and she darted across the room, pulling at her dad's arm as the door of the kitchen was kicked open. It nearly flew off the hinges, but Ember wasn't strong enough for that just yet. It was a long way up to the outside of the Lookout, but it wasn't too bad considering how many times the both of them had taken the trip. They arrived at the top of the Lookout quick enough. Ember was riding on Bing's shoulders now, pointing forward like her father was a horse that she was riding to battle. The two of them laughed happily, with Bing skipping across the hall to the outside. As they emerged to the bright and sunny plateau however, Bing's smile faded. Across from him was his friend-- no, former friend, Virtual Poi. "Oh... Hey."He set Ember down, and she tilted her head at the Android. She stared at him curiously. Hadn't she heard about him somewhere? Maybe. He was probably a student of papa's school, like she was. She glanced down at her green Gi, then back to the robot boy. Nah. Couldn't be. "You ever think about taking a shower, mister? I can smell ya from here!"Bing's cheeks grew beet red, and he pushed the girl gently towards one of the patches of grass. "Hahahaha-- That's a good one honey. Why don't you go check on the flower while I talk to Poi?""Hmm... Okay. See you later Poi-man! Hope we can fight some day!"With his child busy, Bing stepped forward, an unsure frown on his face. He ran a hand through his hair, and looked down. "So... What's up?"
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 8, 2017 9:06:46 GMT
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It'd only been a few hours since Pieter finished his work upon the Hunter's Harbourage, his place of business and home in the Eastern Capital, to bring in people! There were quite a few people that did end up coming to the place, looking to get a drink or two with the locals, as well as about getting jobs done. Frankly, Pieter was wrapped up in a lot of jobs he agreed to posting up on the boards there and he wasn't too sure about those coming for work being reasonable while on the job. For now, it was only him at the Hunter's Harborage and he was going to need help.
"Jala's gone off world, so I can't on her to help out," Pieter thought to himself, "I could probably call up Shen for help, but he seems too busy with his own work on the side, I feel... I should probably go to the Kami's lookout to see if Maeve can direct me to those students of hers, if she's there. Wouldn't be bad experience for them to get..."
Pieter made his decision, and begun to walk to the front of his store, about to go out when another thought went through his head, "Wait, I'd not exactly been up there in a while... I ought to bring them something from here, as a, 'Not seen you in awhile,' gift!"
He went over to the bar area on the opposite side of the bar and dragged his finger lightly across bottles of different shapes on a shelf, trying to think of something to give them. He came to a stop at dark bottle of Grand Marnier that'd yet to be opened and pulled it out of shelf, before grabbing 3 sturdy glasses that he knew wouldn't shatter during transit. Once he put them into a bag to carry them in, Pieter finally made his way out, thinking to himself, "Hopefully I'm not bringing these for nothing..!"
The Hunter rocketed through the sky, right towards the great tower in Fukurou in only a mater of minutes. Above, Pieter felt the presence of two massive powers, one much larger than the other. Pieter furrowed his brow, as he arrived at the platform far above the tower and clouds, calling out, "Knock, knock! Delivery for Maeve and... Bing..."
Pieter landed on the platform a few meters away from the two individuals. Bing was there, but it was the other individual, in his teenager-like body that ranked of BO, who commanded the hunter's attention. The, 'Premier of Planet Earth,' Vi-Poi. Pieter pointed back over the ledge of the look out, loathingly asking, "I came here at a bad time, didn't I..? Damn it..."
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Post by Gira on Sept 8, 2017 10:28:57 GMT
Thread PL: 97 603 Heavy Weights equipped! Active PL: 24 401 It was a regular, average, BORING day for the young Saiyan hybrid known as Gira. She had spent the entirety of the day up to this point trying to make plans. Her mom was out for the next few days. Something about a meeting with some big shot professors at some university in Satan City. Kaci went camping with her mom and aunt and Pota was nowhere to be found, so the hybrid simply laid in her bed upstairs in her room, looking straight ahead at her clock with a bored expression. She figured training might be the best course of action for today, but she didn't want to do it alone. She got much more out of it with another person. "Ah, crap. I got nothin'." The teen sighed and allowed her mind to wander some more. For some reason, it went back to that mysterious tower she and Kaci came across a long time ago. She climbed to what she thought was the top, but she could have sworn she saw something above that. She never got to check it out, now that she thought about it. Gira sat up and thought some more for a moment. "Well, it's more exciting than watching cat videos on the internet and eating ice cream all day." Swinging her legs over her bed and onto the floor, she got up and pulled a brown trunk out from under her bed. After quickly unlocking it, the girl pulled out her Turtle School gi; the blue one with the red undershirt. Once she removed her leisurely clothing and got on her gi, she grinned and looked at herself in the mirror. She never got tired of seeing herself like this. It made her look like a real martial artist. With a solid pat to the Turtle symbol on the front, she nodded in determination. 'Time to solve a mystery.' After locking up the house, Gira quickly made her way by flight to the tower she climbed those months ago. She saw it miles before she actually got there. Not even touching down, Gira simply changed course to fly straight up. 'Whatever's up here has gotta be interesting if they're keeping it up so high. Maybe it's some kind of government research lab where they perform weird experiments.' Gira smirked as she thought this. 'If so, they're gonna get a heaping helping of JUSTICE!' Finding herself growing more excited and curious, Gira picked up her speed. Finally, she made it to where she had been before; the top of the tower. She landed on the roof, looking straight up into the sky. With this better angle, she could see it clearly. Hovering hundreds of feet above her was a massive structure. "WOAH! Is that a spaceship!?" Gira wondered out loud as she looked up at the structure. 'Hm... no propulsion, no entrance... doesn't look very aerodynamic either. If it's a spaceship, it's a poorly designed one.' Gira let out an excited giggle. "Well, time to look for some answers. Won't find anything out by standing here." As the girl looked up at the lookout, she could feel two energy signatures. One was quite powerful and the other quite weak, but both were familiar. The weaker one was clearly Pieter. She had just met him a little while ago, so the feeling of his energy was still fresh in her mind. The larger one took her longer to remember, but eventually she recalled the feeling of Bing's energy as well. "Jeez, does he live up here or something? Sure seems to hang around this spot a lot."
Shrugging off the question, Gira crouched down low, letting the ki build in her legs. She had an idea of how to introduce herself to Pieter and particularly Bing after such a long period without seeing him. With one single grunt, Gira leaped off of the tower, rocketing straight up into the air and towards the lookout. 'I got the perfect idea for my entrance. Its gonna be so cool.' Gira appeared to have overshot her jump, as she twisted around in midair once she flew above the lookout. The whole scene was rather majestic, the hybrid's hair blowing in the wind and over her face with the stylized movements of the hybrid. 'Now, just gotta stick the...' Unfortunately, a strong gust of wind followed the several gentle breezes, knocking the teen off-balance just long enough for her to mess up her landing and fall comically into a heap on the white tiles of the lookout. "Ow... ow... owie..." Gira sat up and rubbed the pain out of her knee, whimpering as she did so.. She stood, her back to the three that had gathered. (Though she was unaware of Vi-Poi's presence at the moment.) As soon as she realized how embarrassing the situation was, her cheeks went bright red and she froze in place. 'Oh dammit. So much for impressing them.' Her body refused to turn around at first, but with enough of a struggle, she eventually turned to face those gathered. Her cheeks were still bright red, but she played it off like everything was cool. "Yo!" She waved to them. "Long time no see." She said specifically to the pair of Pieter and Bing. It was meant as more of a joke for Pieter. Her gaze turned next to Vi-Poi. She hadn't met him before, that much she knew. Beyond that, though... he seemed awfully familiar. Gira had seen him somewhere before for sure, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Then, all of a sudden, it hit her like a ton of bricks. 'Th-The Premier!? What's he doing here? Damn, that research lab thing was a joke!' While she panicked on the inside, the teen managed to keep relatively cool on the outside. "I'm not, uh... i'm not interrupting anything important or... "official," am I?" She said to no one in particular.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Sept 9, 2017 7:04:45 GMT
Vi-Poi steered a flat-eyed stare at the little brat, the corner of his mouth turning up in a wry smile.
“What can I say, I’m a real stinker,” he said to Ember, before his expression turned cool as he regarded Bing. His old friend looked surprised to see him. “I didn’t think I’d come here either, not so soon after Vegeta. What you did sucked.”
He felt anger rising up, and it came into his voice.
“You and your wife put the fate of Earth, and just as importantly, many other worlds, in the hands of a planet-taker. And your wife had the nerve make me out to be the warmonger? After they killed millions of Earthlings last year and who knows how many Arcosians just now? The S-S-E is a giant war machine!” The words echoed off the tiles. “What are you gonna do when they go for more Arcosian planets? I hope to Hell that you and your wife and Zucceta and Etoru and all the rest of the peace brigade rush there to stop all the fighting.” He said the last words in a mockingly-high, whining falsetto.
He would have probably gone on, but others started to arrive. First there was Pieter, one of the prominent Z-Fighters. Pieter was someone he always ran into, but never really had a chance to properly know. Probably due to the fact that Pieter was around when Vi-Poi was overthrowing the government. Might be some sore feelings, there. Vi-Poi naturally cooled at seeing a potential rival, and he slipped his fingers into his back pockets. “Hey Pietee,” he said, trying out a nickname with a nod. He noticed the liquor bottle. Might be needing that.
It wasn’t long before they were joined by a second.
“Another Z-Fighter?” He asked Gira, then back to Bing. “Every time I come here, it’s like friggin Big Choo-Choo Station.”
Then to the two recent arrivals, he added, “You guys aren’t interrupting anything. A few weeks ago on Planet Vegeta Bing and Maeve --” he finally used her name, but the word was dripping with salt, “--decided that conquering planets was probably A-OK, and as long as you acted sorta sorry about it later, you could keep them.”
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Sept 9, 2017 7:48:31 GMT
The tone soured quick. Maybe that was for the best; letting out dirty laundry was better than bottling it up forever, after all. Poi talked about the misjudgments of Maeve, and the atrocities the Solar Empire committed. He was right, in a way, though Bing wasn't sure how to rationalize what he did, and why he did. It was peer pressure, he supposed, but that sounded stupid when he thought about it.
"Yeah, I know... It's not my proudest moment. I don't know why I did what I did... I guess I was scared, y'know? I didn't know who to trust between you and Maeve, and I thought you were jumping the gun because you were scared that Habana would be even worse than Zucceta." He took a breath. He was talking too fast. Trying too hard to explain himself. This was harder than fighting by a mile. "I mean, it's not like Habana killed all those people last year. It's Zucceta who ordered that invasion of Earth, and we forgave her well enough, didn't we?"
Vi-Poi scolded Bing some more, and he frowned harder than it was humanly possible. "I know it won't help, but I'm sorry. I don't know if helping you fight Habana would have been the right thing to do, but if it was or if it wasn't, I should ha--"
Another person was arriving. Pieter Wolfbane of all people touched down across from the two, toting some kind of liquor. The Ex-Kami remembered his last conversation with Pieter. It wasn't pretty. I didn't think it could get worse, he mused woefully.
"Hey." He waved at his Battle Brother, or so they used to be called.
Another one arrived shortly after in a failed stylistic jump. She was eerily familiar. They'd met before, right? She seemed to know him, which made it more awkward. He waved back to her, before turning back to Vi. He'd just started the tirade on Bing again, before another voice piped in.
"Hey!" shouted Ember from across the Lookout. Her childish ire was directed at Vi-Poi "Sorry is the magic word, okay?! Don't be mean to sorry!"
Bing shushed the girl, and she shrugged, returning to her flower. It looked like a foreign flower. Perhaps from Namek.
"Right. I guess that's basically what I did..."
The Serpent Master frowned, glanced at Pieter's liquor, and moved towards the palace. He beckoned the trio to follow, shouting at them as he briskly marched "It's never too early to start drinking if you live above every timezone! Let's go." Whether they followed or not, Bing would march past the stone throne at the top of the stairs, and move down three flights to the first kitchen. With nervous hands, he'd toss open the door, and trip inside.
The kitchen was nothing special. A few cabinets and drawers on the walls, a small stove in the corner, and a large wooden table in the center of the rectangular room. Bing pulled out three of the six chairs, and sat down at the head of the table. He'd wait for the three of them for a bit, but if they didn't come down, he'd have to awkwardly walk upstairs eventually.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 9, 2017 9:02:55 GMT
Bing's response was very restrained to Pieter. Clearly, Pieter had been and he looked as though he was about to leave... That is, until Vi-Poi called him, 'Pietee,' like they were friends! Pieter puckered his lips in response while turning back to Vi-Poi. He pointed at the android teen, stating, "No. You don't get to give me a nickname."Not too soon after that, Gira arrived, the hybrid girl who just applied to Pieter's place only hours before! He looked towards her, as she tripped in a gust of wind. She then aimed to recover by shooting a joke towards both Bing and Pieter, much more directly at Pieter. He quickly questioned her, suspicious of her sudden arrival, "Gira... Did you follow me here?"Pieter was honestly not sure of it, but the answer she'd give wouldn't be listened to, so much, as Vi-Poi made another comment, this time about the group of fighters Kamis' assembled to defend the planet! He'd then go about explaining to Gira and Pieter that when they went off-world, to stop the SSE from its planet conquering, they apparently aligned themselves with the SSE... At least, that's what Vi-Poi was making it sound like. Bing admitted this being the case, which caused Pieter to look over, his lips puckering with an additional biting the inside of his bottom lip, just to keep himself from saying something stupid! Ember was there, after all. Bing suggested they sit, drink, and talk about what's going on, to put it plainly. "Sounds like a plan... Gira, this may be getting a little intense for you, so you should hang on out here a bit with Ember," Pieter retorted, before calling to Gira while looking at Ember and waving to her! Pieter put a smile on as he did, while he pondered if she recalled whom he was. Last he saw her, she was just a toddler, and he was having to get stuff for Maeve and her. He'd follow Bing through the lookout, keeping quiet except with his footsteps. ( Gira your go!) |
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Post by Gira on Sept 9, 2017 11:22:46 GMT
Gira let out a sigh of relief as she wasn't immediately apprehended. So she wasn't in trouble then. That was good. When Vi-Poi asked if she was a Z-Fighter, the hybrid laughed nervously. "ME? Oh, no. I wish, but i'm nowhere near that awesome, Mister President... sir." The teen mentally facepalmed. 'Dammit Gira, calm down. He's the President. He has no business with you.' She looked to Pieter next as he snapped at the Premier. She looked at him strangely. Did they know each other or something? If so, they clearly weren't friendly. The hybrid backed up slightly, feeling a little awkward. Pieter then addressed her directly, questioning whether or not she followed him. "What? Nah, I went back home and got bored, so I decided to come here. I've climbed the tower before with Bing here. Some other guy was with us too, but I don't think he ever made it to the top. I thought there was something above the tower, so I thought i'd check it out. Honest, it's just a coincidence." She let out another nervous laugh. Then, Vi-Poi gave a brief rundown of the situation. Most of it confused her, but she figured that the explanation wasn't really meant for her. She didn't keep up much with events outside of Earth. She heard of the war going on, but she was rather fuzzy on the details. She knew the two major players; Habana with her SSE and Xylo with his Mazoku Dominion. She wasn't sure either of them were "good" necessarily. This really was a war with no winners as she saw it. 'War... so pointless.' Gira thought sullenly. "Uh... I don't know too much about this stuff, but that doesn't sound okay to me." The hybrid stated in response to what Vi-Poi said. "Gotta respect planetary sovereignty. Going around and conquering places never does anyone any good." She looked over at Bing quickly, realizing that what she said might be taken with some offense. "Not to say you were wrong to do what you did. Like I said, I don't know much about this stuff. I just want to protect my home, y'know?" Gira took a moment to assess the situation further. The tension felt incredibly thick here. Whatever exactly went down on Vegeta, it must not have been good. Bing indicated that they were going to go off and drink, and Gira would have joined them (not in drinking), but Pieter suggested that she stay there with someone called "Ember." She figured that must have been the kid, and the other hybrid waving to her confirmed that. The mentioning that things might get intense made the hybrid agree with Pieter's assessment. "Yeah, uh, i'll just leave you guys to your business and play with Ember here. Just, uh... talk first, then drink? High emotions and alcohol don't mix." She gave the advice with an uneasy smile. As Pieter and Bing made their way downstairs, Gira walked over to the little girl and knelt down next to her, looking at the flower before her. "That's a pretty flower. Did you grow it yourself?" She looked over at the little girl and smiled. While Gira hadn't really interacted with kids all that much, she liked them and most of them seemed to like her. They had a sort of innocence and naivete that brought Gira back to her own days as a little kid. Though unbeknownst to the teen, she was quite innocent and naive herself. Perhaps that was why she got along with kids?
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Post by Vi-Poi on Sept 9, 2017 18:52:46 GMT
“Sure. Whatever you say, Pieteroni,” Vi-Poi said with an emphatic roll of his eyes. It wasn’t that he disliked the Z-Fighters, exactly. It’s just that every encounter he had with them had turned into some kinda contest. They didn’t see Vi-Poi as legit, and he saw them as some kind of clowncar of do-nothings and hanger-ons. The Zzz Fighters.
“Trust me, you’re more than awesome enough for the Z-Fighters,” Vi-Poi said to Gira before she went off towards Bing’s kid. “At this point, any change would be an improvement.”
He stalked after Bing and huffed a breath, turning on the former Kami as soon as they got into his kitchen. “Do you have friggin amnesia? Habana just invaded a bunch of planets.“ He flapped his arms, slack-jawed with a sharp, sardonic wide-eyed stare that demanded an answer. “Habana is an asshole. She stomped all over the Arcosian Core Sector. On worlds she had no business with. Killing lots of innocent people. Innocent. And you and your Kami nosed in to basically protect her and her ill-gotten, bullshit gains."
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Post by Shen Fennel on Sept 9, 2017 21:23:42 GMT
Powerlevel:43,590
Heavy Weights: 10,897.5
Shen had been relaxing most of the time though he had finally felt Vipoi Return so he was heading there. He knew of these attacks cause of chai so he had to make sure Vi was ok. He knew the man was of course powerful. Vipoi was the strongest being in the universe but not every battle was a physical one. On that front, it seemed to be ok. He was not dead so that was a start. Shen climbed up the tower poking his head out to see who was up there. First, of course, he could see Vi-Poi though they all seemed to be going inside so he'd leap up landing on the platform walking towards them into the kitchen. It seemed to be one big meeting and being himself he'd invite himself in. He'd feel the powers of Gira and Pieter as he walked in heading over to Pieter first as he walked in, "Seems I'm late don't mean to bust in Mr.Vi poi hope your battle on Vegeta went alright." Shen bowed his head taking off his hat. He was in someone else house so he didn't want to be rude and leave it on. He held in his hands his white hair and horns sticking out of course. The small ogre like horns that were the only indication of his ogre blood. He'd turn going over to shake Pieter and Gira hands, "Yo it nice seeing you two. The crook we found in ginger town all taken care of. He should be fine death count was low but, well hopefully he can be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law." Shen said as he laid his back on the law looking at the other man Bing gan. He'd blink bowing his head, "You must of be the man living here. I hope you don't mind me joining I been looking for Vi Poi though I guess what I want to talk with him about can be held to another period of time."
(Assuming this is an open thread sorta cause it says anyone plus know a lot of the guys. if that not the case let me know)
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Post by Etoru on Sept 10, 2017 0:03:20 GMT
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Crunch!
Etoru curled up in the cabinet inside the kitchen that was on the lower levels of the floating palace. He had a whole jar of cookies that he clung to his chest in this dark, cramped space. Though, at his size, he had enough room to move around. Dinner was supposed to be ready soon and he and Ember weren't exactly allowed to really touch them until they ate proper food. Though, Etoru wasn't having any of it! It'd obviously take to long, and so, when Bing wasn't looking, he swiftly snatched a few and began to munch on them, of course, creating a mess on the floor. Long story short, he nudged Ember's arm and hid in the cabinet. She got the memo.
So that's how he ended up where he was! He knew it went well because his father's scolding soon subsided and the voices of the two left the room. He munched on the cookies for a bit until he sensed two powers arrive. One that was somewhat familiar, and the other, not so much. Moments passed, and before he knew it, voices returned, though it was multiple voices and it definitely didn't sound like family.
Etoru pouted. He didn't think they'd be leaving anytime soon. He just thought he could make an easy excuse later for being inside the cabinet without having traces of the cookies being lead back to him. Having Ember take the blame could get him into more trouble after all. Etoru swung open the cabinet and hopped out, landing on the floor with a soft thud. He blinked, staring at the four awkwardly. He opened his mouth to speak before he saw Vi-Poi, his cheeks turning slightly red in embarrassment. He remembered what went down on Vegeta, and he really wasn't looking forward to the awkward confrontation with the Premier. With that, he scurried out of the kitchen, looking for Ember.
"Yooo! Ember!" The pint sized warrior called out. He blinked, seeing his little sister standing next to...a girl? Etoru's eyes lit up, his heart skipping a beat. "O-Oh crap! Is this what they call love at first sight? I seen it on a bunch of TV stuffs...." Etoru thought to himself, approaching the duo. He needed to act cool, and his kid sister there definitely wasn't helping. What if she blurted secrets?? Or even worse, talked about his brotherly affection. He put his arms behind his head in a cocky manner, looking away all cool-like. "...Suh." He sniffed. "Ember, seriously kid, you're making our guest stare at flowers...immature. Go, run along i guess. Play with your dolls or whatever."
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Sept 10, 2017 3:55:22 GMT
Poi continued his tirade before Bing had even finished pulling chairs, bringing up the Arcosian Sector yet again. It put a sour taste in Bing's mouth. It wasn't such a big deal when Zucceta ate their capital; that was forgivable, Bing thought sourly. He wouldn't say it out loud, especially since he forgave Zucceta just as quickly, but he'd sure as hell think it. He was starting to get a little fed up now. Was he upset with Vi, or himself?
"Yeah but you're putting blame on Habana for other people's actions! I mean, maybe she ordered those attacks... But... But... UGH!"
He turned to the cupboard as Pieter walked in, followed closely by some alien in a suit. He seemed to know Poi and Pieter just fine. Great, Bing thought bitterly, Maybe he can vilify my family too.
"Feel free to take a seat, sir. We're gonna get drunk in just a minute." He sighed as he grabbed a glass mug out of the cupboard. Good enough, but it could be bigger. "We'll try, anyways."
The Ex-Kami turned back to the table, a few extra cups in hand, when he noticed Etoru tumble out of the cabinet. He was quick to leave the room, perhaps fast enough to not notice Bing's deadly parental glare. He'd have to talk to the boy later.
With a heavy clunk, the weary grey-haired man set the glasses down in front of everyone, motioning to Pieter to open up his liquor whenever ready. Bing sat down across from where Poi would sit, if the Android-boy did sit, that is.
"Besides, the Mazoku took all those planets back while we were busy, and they didn't kill anyone I bet. We basically liberated them by keeping the Saiyans busy... Or whatever. I dunno." He folded his arms in defiance. What was his point? Was he arguing for the sake of it? Probably. Most of him wanted to just agree and apologize like he'd been doing, but his mother's stubbornness had kicked in.
The young father started tapping his foot angrily, too eager to wait for Vi's next tirade. "I get it, okay. You can save your breath. I ruined everything because I wanted to give Habana a chance like we did for her friend who ATE Arcose. What else you got huh? Wanna tell me how badly I parent because I let my kid get mutilated on Namek? Maybe you can tell me I'm a bad husband for turning into a zombie robot who killed my wife's friends, too." His toe-tapping intensified, cracking the tile he was standing on. "I'm not good at this. I've never been good at it. You've always been better at protecting Earth; you were even better at ruining it when you got turned into an evil robot."
His mood was all over the place. He wasn't sure if he should be sorry, angry, or self-deprecating, so he did all three at once. It was a bad scene, really. Poi probably thought he was a bigger idiot now than he ever did before, so that didn't help things either. For now, he'd wait for those drinks to be poured, and he'd down a glass or three.
"Hm? Oh, hello lady."
Ember smiled at Gira as she approached. She was kinda nice, like mama. Not as scaley though. Ember liked his mama's scales. They were cool, like papa's hair. She imagined herself with big gray scales, and smirked. Gira pointed out the flower, which caused Ember to snap out of her daydream.
"Huh? This? Well, no. And yeah. We got it from a friend. A green guy. From Nam Co, I think. I don't remember his name though. He helped plant it, and when he left, me and papa started to take care of it." She tilted her head towards it, then looked back at Gira. "Do you wanna sniff it? I don't like the smell, but some people do."
This lady was fun to talk to. Their little chat was interrupted when Etoru showed up though. He tried to act all cool and stuff for Gira, but he still had cookie crumbs on his lips. Ember giggled, but said nothing. Surely her big brother could woo the nice lady if he tried hard enough.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 10, 2017 4:19:35 GMT
As soon as the three of them got into the room, Vi-Poi was quick to dish out his verbal assault on Bing! Bing, meanwhile, ended up grabbing some mugs to pour the drinks into, with Etoru falling out of the cupboard and running out! Pieter remained quiet, blinking at what just happened and got back to pulling not only the bottle out, but also the three sturdy whiskey glasses he brought along! He put them out on the table, with Shen coming out of no where, as well. Pieter looked over to him, nodded, and then turned to Bing and commented, completely off topic, "Seems like you've got all sorts of people hiding around here on the lookout... Shen, it's good to see you, but could you please go back outside with Gira, Etoru and Ember? Also, please take any others that are hiding around here upstairs with you, too."The way he stated this was fairly calm, but he'd make it very clear with his body language to Shen: His eyebrows were raised, eyes wide open, and his hand in a tight fist while he pointed with to the door with his index finger. Afterwards, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured about 2 ounces of the Grand Marnier between each of the glasses. He eye balled each glass, before nodding and sliding them both in front of Bing and Vi-Poi. "Before the both of you start trying to rip at each other's throats, take a drink, and relax," Pieter told them both, "You got kids up there, one of them who, can actually kick the asses out of most people on this planet, has two robotic limbs and has me curious on how the hell that happened... And a lot of other things that you two need to explain without pissing in each other's water just as you're about to drink! First, though, what happened exactly one Vegeta?"( Gira your turn) |
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Post by Defrosch on Sept 11, 2017 14:10:07 GMT
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Though the Timeless Lookout was paramount in atmospheric tranquility; there was a strange amount of energy added to it sometimes. Away from the so far thankfully quiet gathering upstairs; Defrosch was in the second kitchen, and unlike the first one having more 'people space', the second did not; as it housed a hefty chunk of supplies instead. So, in essence, one compensated for what the other lacked, a silent form of support.
Much like how a friend would be giving.
Defrosch diligently searched through the various supplies, holding a large basket to his side as he picked out what to go with for food to sort out later; all of this stuff would then be appropriately stored in what the main kitchen had to offer until dinner was ready to be made. It had been standard procedure for a good while, and Defrosch at the very least kept to it.
Bing was upstairs somewhere meaning to scold one of the two little gremlins for chowing down on cookies before dinner. Defrosch had his bets on Etoru being the main culprit, he had a habit of dragging Ember into the silliness. Upon Vi-Poi's presence being felt however, the Arcosian paused and looked upwards to the ceiling. 'Hm. Half expected him to have come here much earlier... This is fine, I guess.' he mused.
A short time later; Pieter had made his way up to the platform apparently. That man always had the weirdest timing, always showing up during more tense moments. An unknown followed Pieter's arrival and with the lack of explosions so far, that person was probably fine... Or should they have been the slightest bit malicious the presence of the other three would scare them straight. 'Hfff. Should I pick up some extra stuff?' Defrosch wondered as he eyed the supplies once more, before shaking his head and deciding against it.
Making his way up one flight of stairs and across the hall, Defrosch arrived at the secondary kitchen at the same time detective Shen Fennel did, entering through a different door from the one the other's used just as Etoru scurried away after falling out of a cupboard along with a cookie jar... While putting the food he had gathered into the right storage compartments Defrosch caught some of the conversation; it was as he thought it would be. Vi-Poi was right steamed at Bing, if not basically everybody.
Ordinarily, the Arcosian would give them a happy wave, instead his eyes narrowed. The hell was this? Vi-Poi had as much of a point as he did on Vegeta and Bing was going for some immature blame game using high stakes battles as scores? Using Realigner Red as a weapon? After Pieter spoke to try and calm the two down, Defrosch slowly wandered over. At first he shot a slight glare at Bing. "You should know better than to dangle the RR incident over his head. C'mon man. Get it together." Defrosch gave a moment's pause before continuing. "I'm sure we all know Everyone makes mistakes. Some are obviously far worse than others. Some people manage to realize; and stop." Yikes, stern as ever. "Some continue to make them; as Habana was doing with Arcosian space. I made it very clear that I did not stand for that, while no doubt astounded she didn't blow my head clean off when I did. I still had the guts to tell someone that could bench press the moon with their eyelashes that they were being an idiot." He sighed before continuing. "If she doesn't back away from those planets entirely and makes no attempt to heal what she has hurt--" He gestured to Vi-Poi. "Then his sentiments towards her would hold true."
Now, Defrosch turned to look at the blue-haired grump. "You and I want the same result; for the SSE to stop its warmongering ways. Hell, anyone in their right mind does, but if that comes down to a fight at that level of power? ... I can't keep up. The best I've got is being able to talk to people; reach for what good they have in them no matter how small. I tried, I really did, and I'm hoping I didn't fail and my words were understood." Defrosch took a deep breath. "For what its worth; I'm sorry. What I tried to do might not have been helpful nor reassuring and that probably made you feel like garbage."
After a response, Defrosch started heading towards the door and gave the group a brief glance over the shoulder. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go and see to the little cookie thieving gremlins." With that, he was on his way topside, and since he wasn't carrying anything valuable he simply flew through the walls with one of his signature techniques, leaving no damage in his wake.
'Pff.. Now this is a sight to behold. Etoru thinkin' hes all charming.' Defrosch raised an eyebrow as he emerged from below the tiles. "Ember, Etoru." He nodded to the two kids before bowing slightly to the newcomer. "Greetings, miss. I trust these two are on their best behavior?" Oo, jeez. Busted.
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Post by Gira on Sept 11, 2017 15:25:14 GMT
Gira listened as Ember explained how she got the flower. 'A green guy from... Nam Co?' The hybrid wasn't sure what she meant. The only green people she knew of were Namekians. Them, and Saibamen. But they were creepy and didn't seem like the flower-growing type. She thought back to the Saibaman she saw sign up for that tournament she was in awhile back. She was kind of happy he ended up not showing up. The way they didn't speak and the strange noises they made put the girl off.
When Ember asked if she wanted to sniff the flower, Gira nodded to her. "Sure." She bent over further to sniff it when she heard Etoru call to the little girl next to her. The hybrid turned to look at him and noticed his tail, her own behind her swaying as she examined him. 'A Saiyan? A young one too by the looks of it.' Once he got closer, she noticed the crumbs on his lips and stifled a giggle. 'Yup, definitely Saiyan.' The half-Saiyan smiled at the new arrival, giving him a wave. "Hi. Don't worry about me. I like looking at flowers. This one in particular is pretty. I don't think i've seen one like it before."
While Etoru was acting cool in front of her and it was kind of obvious that he was trying hard, Gira didn't pick up on it. The teen could be a little dense when it came to noticing that a guy was into her. Before she could introduce herself, someone new showed up. An Arcosian. Gira was really familiar with their kind by now. This one was different, though, as he greeted them after rising up through the ground. Gira stood up from her crouching position, her eyes widened a bit in surprise. She looked at Defrosch warily, but once he spoke to her, she came to the conclusion that he was nice enough.
Relaxing, she smiled at the Arcosian. "Yeah, they're good kids. Very well-behaved." She looked down at Ember and Etoru, smiling at them both. "I'm Gira. It's nice to meet you all." She introduced herself to the three present before crossing her arms. "Heh, I didn't think there was anyone up here when I stopped by. Turns out, there's a whole lot of people up here." She spoke to Defrosch directly next. "So, are you a Z-Fighter like Pieter?" She asked, a curious expression forming on her face.
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