Nicolas Mclendon
Moderator
The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
PL: 145,482
Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
Zeni: 2336
Tag: @nicolas
OOC Name: Nicolas
Posts: 1,010 
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Sept 8, 2017 9:39:50 GMT
In the heart of the Western Capitol%3A a lone apartment building lay nestled between a bank and a eastern restaurant (you know, the one with the noodles.) Within that building was the top secret home of CAP-er, I mean NORMAL PEOPLE OF NO REAL SIGNIFICANCE!
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!”
Nicolas Mclendon, a fully grown adult, complained loudly with his mouth hung open like a puppet as he lay in his bed in only an A-Shirt and a pair of boxer briefs. To say he looked disheveled as he slumped on the edge of his bed and hung over the side was probably a compliment. His square glasses rest on his nose in a skewed position, his normally vibrant green eyes were sunken in from lack of sleep, and his long locks of chocolate hair looked more like a chocolate tsunami as it rest on his head as a tangled and matted mess. It looked almost like he hadn't gotten out of his bed in a hundred years or so but in reality it had just been maybe a day or two.
Without even getting up he'd look to his bedroom door and call out. “Donnnnaaaa has Vi Poi contacted you yet? His voice rang out more like a whine than a request. It was a whine that had caused the busily working android to shudder in annoyance. The Scarlet Clad AI pretended not to hear it though as she went back to preforming maintenance on their ship remotely (it was important to make sure that their ship was still strong after all!) She couldn't ignore the man however as he loudly called her name a second time, he really was insistent and despite how much as she cared about him even her programmed patience had limits. She let out an exasperated sigh as she looked back to the door to respond to him from the living room.
She forced a smile as she tried really hard not to sound annoyed. "Nope nothing yet! I believe he mentioned something about binge watching a series. A sabbatical or something. She explained while looking at her holo-terminal so she could busily press a few buttons. "Y'know I was thinking maybe we could do the same and go somewhere... Just the two of us?” She asked, seeming hopeful as she tried to smile.
"I don't feel like watching Tv.!” He whined, clearly not realizing what Donna had asked him. The AI was about to correct him but she decided against it as she let out defeated sigh. She shook her head, instead deciding to go back to what she was doing.
"…"
"Donnnnaaaa has Vi Poi contacted you yet?” Nicolas repeated, only now earning a genuinely exasperated growl from the AI she closed her floating fingers to minimize the holo-screen she was working on. She rolled back in her computer chair before tearing off a list from the fridge.
 "Here Nicolas, I have a mission for you. Go to the store and get these items.” She simply said as she slipped the list under the bedroom door before going back to her work. That was of course until the man burst out of the room with his list in hand and a fiery gaze of determination burning in his eyes.
"ALRIGHT I'LL DO IT! THIS MISSION IS IN MY HANDS! NOTHING CAN STOP ME!” He called out as he rushed toward the apartment door.
"NICOLAS YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR PANTS ON!” Donna cried out, her face pink with flush as she scrambled to try stop him and prevent him from leaving.
"NOTHING CAN STOP MEEEE!"
Despite all of that excitement: Nicolas would eventually leave his apartment (with pants on) and start heading down the sidewalk. The young man, while still looking frazzled and sleepless, had been wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of jeans that kept drooping because he rushed out without a belt. He ran a hand through his knotted hair as he looked over the list he wrote sloppily (and in some cases angrily) detailing the different things he was out of. He yawned, shuffling down the sidewalk in his sandals as he crumpled the list up lazily and stuffed it in his already overstuffed pockets
“This ain't really the adventure I had in mind...” He grumbled, while pulling out his phone to check his text messages...
He sighed and hung his head in shame as he pocketed the phone. Maybe he really did Piss Vi Poi off? He wouldn't know until later he guessed. So, with a grumpy pout, the man would pocket his hands and trudge onward to the store.
PL: 139,884 Suppressed to: 3 |
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Sept 8, 2017 12:18:27 GMT
(OOC: Omg I don't think I can nearly do as good as you Nicolas Mclendon Mclendon) Pracross woke up to same thing he always did these days. Noise. The cars had kept him up all night and he was not excited to make his way through town again. Today he had set a goal for himself. He finally earned enough money to purchase that amazing luxurious coat he had seen before when passing through Satan City. Luckily for him, there was one just like it for much cheaper, a sweet bargain! ... Did he sound boring...? The boy sat up from the hotel bed and yawned, smiling big. Today was going to be pretty great, he could finally take it easy after all the chaos he's experience over his first week. Pracross jolted up from his bed, his foot caught in the blanket, causing him to fall face. "Gaaah, c'mon!"The boy had fallen on his face once too many times that he himself is still surprised it still hurts. He crawled back up from the ground using the coffee table. He rubbed his eyes and started to stumble out of the room, his hair still a wreck, but he doubted anyone cares, especially with the people he's seen. Once he stepped out of the hotel, he found himself walking, thinking about the free breakfast he missed. Now, he had to pay for lunch?! Why was Earth so cruel with their high priced food that tastes sooo good?! Pracross's stomach growled as he walked. He really needed to be more healthy. He hadn't eaten anything but fast food for the past two days if he maintained this pattern, he'd never be able to grow stronger! But... what if he did get fat? Could he roll over his enemies?! SUCH POWER MUST BE TESTED! ... Actually, that'd be rather gross, he decided not.
After walking for about five minutes, he started to float of the ground to get more coverage of the city. "Where is that store...?" Aha! Pracross shot down to the Earth, landing gracefully on his feet with a flip, catching the eyes of nearby passers who clapped and tossed him money. "Wait no, I didn't do anything!" He sighed and shook his head, picked up some of the coin, and walked into the store as the people looked around. The boy examined the shop and looked at all the clothing options he had, finally eyeing his prize in the corner. Pracross walked up to the jacket on a rack and reached for it with the lady behind the counter hissed. He looked at the lady, confused. He moved his hand away and the hissing lady ceased. He shrugged and moved for the jacket again, but once again the lady hissed. Pracross made a confused smile and moved his hand away, once again, she stopped hissing. The boy continued to test the pattern by reaching for the jacket and back again, each with the same result. Eventually, he grabbed the jacket and walked over to the counter. "Hey there... ma'am..." Pracross said, concerned when she hissed really loud when he approached. "Uhm... You okay?""HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS""Uh, yeah, right... uhm... I'm just going to take this jacket and..." The boy put his spare zeni on the counter and started to walk out of the shop. "Just gunna leave that there... and uh... yeah." The lady hissed so loud it was hurting his ears, making the boy turn and run out the door in fear. "I AM SO CONFUSED" |
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Post by Xanara Redhive on Sept 8, 2017 16:49:36 GMT
[Thread PL = 4,500] [Demonic Will Activated = 13,500]
Xanara's eye twitched, an annoyed expression spread across her face. She had only been gone for a few months, and yet the Imps acted as if they hadn't been given instructions during her absence. Her factory essentially had been turned into a Civil War zone, with warring imp factions waging war over food they hadn't restocked. The whole situation was a damned mess. She was just glad that it was over now. Kabuto-Mushi put a swift end to it with utmost skill. Proving himself once more to be a valuable asset to Xanara. However today wasn't about that. Oh no not in the slightest. Today was a binge day. Xanara wanted a good meal, something earthy and extravagant. Spending several months on namek robbed her of the finer things in life, and now that she was back she wanted to once more be considered fancy. So there she was, making her way through town to find such a meal. She passed many shops here and there, but nothing really caught her fancy. Helia, whom was to her right looked about, marveling at the various stores. She too had been stuck on namek for months with her mother. The Half-spider demon followed closely, her legs thumping on the ground rhythmically as she walked besides her mother and brother. "Oh how I missed earth~" She cooed happily. She'd bring up her gentle hands to rest upon her cheeks. "The Air, the Atmosphere, the happy faces~ So much better than dusty dirty namek and those dumb slugs..." She pouted. "They were so boring...."
Kabuto-Mushi's mind set was different from both his mother's and his sisters. He was on edge, always was, but more so than usual. He had only been told of earth, and the strong warriors that the place seemed to breed. To say he was excited to be here was an understatement, though you couldn't tell. Two of his arms sat crossed over his chest, while the other two hung at his side. His muscles were tense, as he looked about. He couldn't sense energy, he hadn't learned how, but he knew that eventually he'd meet someone stronger than him, and it excited him greatly. He walked to the left of Xanara's side, constantly scanning for threats here and there. Together they looked extremely out of place in this market. Xanara with her Regal Looking attire, Helia with her spider half, and Kabuto with his carapace covered body. Almost looked like they were here to cause trouble.
Helia Redhive PL = 1,125
[Demonic Will Activated!]
New PL = 3,375
Kabuto-Mushi PL = 1,125
[Demonic Will Activated! New PL = 3,375
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Sept 8, 2017 22:16:38 GMT
Kira floated above the Western Capital looking at all the prospective homes he might be inhabiting. The BBA had just given him the transfer notice, he was to be placed in the East effective immediately. Personally he despised the idea, having always loved the cold and dry weather of the North. Things were isolated, people weren't always crowding up sidewalks or surging in large quantities towards the nearest sale at the nearest... Any-Mart? What the hell was an Any-mart anyways? The word ANY had suddenly all meaning in Kira's mind as he continued scanning for okay looking apartments in nicer areas. There was one next to an Udon shop, but it didn't look like it would be allowing new tenants any time soon. He didn't need much though, yet he still wanted some level of comfort. He continued his casual floating through the air when the sudden blaring from a police vehicle caught him off guard. "YOU THERE! HALT IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!" What could it possibly be this time? He hadn't committed any crimes now or ever in his life. All his paperwork was in order to his understanding. He looked over his shoulder to see what was making all the racket. A small police car with two large Zoas, one a bear, one an elephant, followed slowly behind him with the lights blaring. He coasted to the ground and landed softly, the police vehicle doing the same behind him. "What are you doing here? Floating around without the proper documentation? Do you even have a flights license yet? Well?" It was rather clear that this was a shakedown. The elephant glared at Kira with an interesting expression, taking a few steps closer as he did so. " Answer me runt! Do you?" Runt? I'm like 6'2" or something. Kira felt himself get lifted off the ground ever so slightly. The Elephant Zoan had him by the vest he was wearing, an obvious move of intimidation. Kira sighed and closed his eyes. He grabbed the officers wrist and twisted it out and downwards with enough force to hurt, but not snap. This zoan looked as though he could take it anyways, Kira felt a little bad but he didn't feel like getting shaken down either. He looked the Large creature dead in the eye before letting go. Noticeably stunned, the other officer pulled out a firearm and pointed it at Kira. Now this guy thinks he's gonna be the next hero this city needs. Certainly it deserves better than him. Kira put his left hand up to show he meant peace, and the other into his vest to remove something from its inline pocket. "Look, it's a badge, from the BBA. I'm not a bad guy, but maybe Mr. Premier would have words with someone who tried to shakedown one of his employees?" The look they bot gave was priceless as they hurried into the car and scooted slowly away. Sigh... That felt sleazy. Probably shouldn't be doing that very often... Kira hated people who boasted with rank, he felt like a hypocrite and it made him a little depressed after he realized people were staring at this feet of causing physical pain to someone much larger than him. He shuffled stuffed his hands into his pockets and shuffled into the nearest store, an Any-Mart as a matter of fact. A place for all your convenient store needs. A small-pink Acrosian forcing a smile, in an Any-Mart uniform bowed slightly as he enter. ...Why am I even here? Oh right. Apartment life now. Kira wandered around, up and down the several aisles. Maybe he'd run into someone more interesting.\ than a few cops looking for some shakedown Zeni.
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Post by Azovka on Sept 8, 2017 23:43:41 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 2,450
Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3)
Gyns Power Level: 50,000
Today was going to be an interesting day, Azovka needed more advertising for her bar and at the same time she wanted to establish more of them elsewhere on Earth. Her business was making enough money to sustain itself sure, but if Azovka was to going to spread her business to as many as possible then, well, she'd need more of them quite frankly. What she didn't know is just where she had to go to set it up in the best possible place, It needed to be where there would be a lot of traffic but it also needed to be below ground. On top of this she needed to hire staff for the new location, so she had a lot that she needed to do. Which to do first however, Advertisement... Or the new location? Probably the new location. So Azovka and Gyn had set about roaming West Capitol to find the best location, perhaps in a more 'market-like' district... Did this city even have one of those? Well roaming around did indeed find them a location where there seemed to be plenty of shops, Now it was simply a case of finding which one was going to be shutting down soon and figuring out if it was a suitable location for the Night Club.
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Sept 13, 2017 2:23:23 GMT
(OOC: Damn, only 3 bars in the West capital on ZT&T? That's why I switched to Acrozion.)
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Nicolas Mclendon
Moderator
The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
PL: 145,482
Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
Zeni: 2336
Tag: @nicolas
OOC Name: Nicolas
Posts: 1,010
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Sept 20, 2017 7:48:18 GMT
Nicolas was so invested in tippa-typing on his phone that: not only did he miss the shakedown from the cops, (Grade-A hero instincts right there) he didn't really notice the large amount of demons roaming about at this particular time of day. It was as if he was so depressed that he missed his call to adventure that he was literally ignoring any other calls that were blatantly orbiting around him. So instead he kept typing away like a dumb bump on the log until he found himself quite literally bumping into someone.
Like a goober: he bumped into Azvoka. HARD. The young man's eyes widened to the size of saucers as he realized his phone had slipped from his hands and started heading to the unforgiving street. "WO-wa-WARGLE!" He stammered in a confusing mess of words and gasps as he tried like 4 or 5 times to catch the delicate phone causing it to bounce and flip in the air before it ultimately crashed against the ground. Nicolas's jaw dropped with a very dead smile as he looked to the screen that was as broken as his dreams.
"...Shit."
That was of course until: he realized 'Oh. Shit. I just barreled through someone like a neanderthal.' He stood up straight a heavy flush forming on his cheeks as he quickly let out a hasty response. "Oh holy shit I can't believe I did that I'm so sorry are you okay? Jeeze I'm an idiot." He blurted like a possessed muppet. He rubbed the back of his neck in his usual nervous twitch as he forced a cheeky smile.
"I uh...Er...Guess I learned my lesson though, busted my phone. That won't happen again." He said trying to make a joke of the situation. It was like a defense mechanism or something. Yes, being a blithering idiot was the best of the defenses.
As he averted his gaze he noticed a couple of Sentai villains and a vaguely familiar human that may or may not have been on the Big Bl-Wait
Sentai Villains. What? He did a double take on Xanara and her children before realizing the woman he crashed into wasn't exactly a normal woman.
Just what sort of crazy convention did he (literally) crash into?
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Sept 21, 2017 0:51:12 GMT
After making a full sprint down the sidewalk, Pracross found himself acting like a criminal. Technically he hadn't stolen anything, he paid for the jacket so why did that lady HISS AT HIM?! The young saiyan could only be confused as he stared to search for a bench to rest on. After about another five minutes of walking, he found one and slumped down on it, not taking note that he was sitting on a perfectly good news paper with an advertisement for some tournament that he certainly would be dying to go see.
In the distance, the boy heard what sounded like sirens and something of explosions but he didn't mind it much, wasn't that your average day on Earth? He sighed and sat up, sitting on the edge of his seat as he thought to himself. If there are really explosions going off, should I go do something about it? The boy shook his head and sighed. He wasn't really strong enough to handle any great enemies so he decided to let the true heroes of Earth take care of it.
Pracross crosses his arms and examined the concentration of people making their ways across town, some by walking, others by driving, others by a strange flying scooter or bike. The boy wondered what kind of fun he could have by driving such a machine that floats you off the ground and drives at fifty miles (eighty kilometers for the Non-Americans), but the boy didn't need to think about it long, he could already fly! Why would he need the help of a machine?! He felt silly at the idea, but then again, he could be really lazy with such a thing.
The boy looked at the jacket and smiled as he put it around himself, fitting into it perfectly. He then pulled out a scarf he had purchased earlier and donned it with the jacket. He felt so excited that he couldn't handle it. He posed in a very cartoonist fashion, much like the "Anime" characters of Earth and laughed as he crossed his arms and started to walk towards the smell of... was that barbecue? |
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Post by Xanara Redhive on Sept 27, 2017 0:04:11 GMT
Xanara stopped, looking about slowly with a frown. "Now where was that bulk shipment store again?" She muttered, mostly to herself. She pulled up a map, looking it over with a frown. "It should be right here..."
As Xanara examined the map, Helia's eyes wandered about. Food, clothing, and other such things all taking her mind for a ride. She however stopped, when she noticed Nicolas' gaze. She stared at him, her eyes narrowing before she smiled. She flipped open a folding fan and brought it in front of her face, trying to make her self seem Mysterious. It mostly just looked Silly, considering she was half spider.
Kabuto on the other hand was still tense. Feeling someone's gaze his head shot towards Nicolas, his intense gaze locked upon him. There was a tense few moments before Kabuto decided he wasn't a threat and looked back to Helia, whom gave Nic a wink. Kabuto stopped that, by getting in the way, turning his back to Nicolas while he scolded his sister.
Xanara groaned as she lowered the map, as her two children began to bicker. "I can't just have an easy day can I?" She groaned. She turned, quickly bopping both of them over the head with her staff before looking back at the map. "Hush, the lot of you. I have to figure out where we are headed."
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Sept 29, 2017 4:48:28 GMT
PL: With Light weights-10,619 OOC: I'm gonna stick with the silly narrative until something happens 
Kira grabbed one of those smaller shopping containers-the basket looking things-and continued walking up and down the isles needlessly, letting his mind wonder. He strolled down each isle, picking out various items that looked good for food. It was so hard to figure out what was edible for humans and what wasn't these days. He remembered when he bit into that red nut at a bar he'd been tracking a demon to. He shuddered, remembering the terrible experience. Freaking no one told me that bowl of red nuts was for demons and ogres only... flaming intestines... grrr.. He paused infront of a display of soda cans arranged to resemble a popular Namekian singer, holding a microphone with one hand and drinking the afore mentioned soda dramatically in a pose. Maybe one day I'll reach an amount of fame that I also get a soda display... One day... Kira absent mindedly plucked one of the cans from the Namekian soda-idol and plopped it on top of the basket with various produces. Let's see... Milk.. eggs.. Joan fruit... Martian butter... hmmm? A person bumped into Kira and pulled him from his thoughts. A large ogre, carrying shipping crates with massive amounts of fruit made his way through the store. He proceeded to the check out counter and noticed a bulletin with excellent graphic design talent proudly displaying on the front. The front page said "From Blades to Scalpels: Scholarship for Doctors from Warriors" (Because convenient plot device is convenient.) Sounds promising.. this is how I wanted to serve the BBA in the first place. His phone started ringing and the word "Slice" flashed across it a few times. He flicked it open and proceeded to talk with the girl the BBA had forced onto him as a handler, but she was slowly growing on him.
"Yes, my lovely violet, half-demon flower?" The phone basically exploded with Slice's response. She was clearly flustered by something and taking it out on Kira. What other explanation could there be? The verbal assault that accosted him over the phone wasn't appropriate to the people around him. He slowly turned down the volume and brought the phone up to his ear. A lady with a small child very quickly scooted away from him. Karrie, the afore mentioned agent "Slice", took on a softer tone for some reason, embarrassed even. For a moment Kira couldn't believe his ears. One minute she'd verbally accosted him and the next... she wanted to meet somewhere? "sure.. um.. did you have a place in mind?... Yeah I'll meet you there soon." His heart did a weird butterfly summersault and a faint hue went over his face. Dating my handler... wonder if that's in regs... |
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Post by Azovka on Oct 2, 2017 2:54:21 GMT
Azovkas Power Level: 2,450
Transformations Available: Demonic Will (x3)
Gyns Power Level: 50,000
Innocent, Minding her own... Not a care in the wor~ *OOF*, She was knocked to the ground. Azovka landed on the ground quite roughly, her head nearly hitting the ground three times before she stopped herself. Her eyes flared back open and as she began to sit up her back flared with pain, Her hand immediately going to it to rub against it for a few moments as Gyn glared at the man who was now clumsily trying to catch his phone. With her help Azovka managed to make it to her feet once more, Looking around until Gyn pointed the man out who had just watched his phone get run over. Azovka's eyes narrowed at the man, of course most people here didn't fully know who she was *yet* but that would change soon enough. Gyns eyes narrowed, her eyebrows curled in anger "Do you even have ANY idea who you just ran into!? This is-" But Azovka quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth and silence Gyn, Azovkas face quickly changed to a smile. This was an excellent chance to promote her business, So she approached the man and began to talk softly "While it is true you ran into me, perhaps you can do something to prove you're really sorry. I am looking for something *very* specific, A place that is for sale except... Is located underground, you wouldn't happen to know where such a place might exist here do you?" Certainly her phrasing was something else, considering this man had just knocked her to the ground. But her tone... That was what truly set her question apart, It was more like she was trying to seduce the man than try to require compensation for what he had done. Just what was Azovkas goal here? It was.... Strange. Her tone asked for seduction, yet her words asked for direction... As she neared the man her hand moved away from Gyn and to the male in question.
Her hand was gently placed on his chest, her eyes staring at where her hand was as it *very* slowly slid upwards. It started at the center of his torso, and when it was roughly half way to his collar bone her eyes quickly shifted upwards to lock with the males eyes "Of course if you don't know..." She whispered softly "There are.... Other ways you can serve me." A deliberate choice of words to be sure, She didn't mean, as most might suspect, in a perverse manner... Rather she meant actual servitude and utter loyalty from the male and that much might be pretty clear to Nicolas... Or perhaps it wouldn't be, considering her earlier tone had made it seem like she was trying to seduce the male.
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Oct 3, 2017 23:53:46 GMT
OOC:...well I would like PL in case someone cashes this while I'm not paying attention.
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Nicolas Mclendon
Moderator
The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
PL: 145,482
Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
Zeni: 2336
Tag: @nicolas
OOC Name: Nicolas
Posts: 1,010
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Oct 19, 2017 6:13:47 GMT
He looked down at Azvoka for a long moment not really saying anything despite the slight flush that he couldn't control. He sighed, looking down as he moved a hand to rest over hers.
"Listen miss." He said taking the strange girl's hand that rest on his collarbone and gently moving it aside. He frowned softly as she A) not only made a really strange request seemingly out of nowhere, but B) blatantly and rather obviously tried to seduce him with some sort of monstrous charm. "I've got experience handling Demons, so don't think you can pull one over on me too easily. I'm currently in a very happy relationship with one and despite whatever your status is as your friend was trying to describe... I'm not really interested in trading down." He said, with a flat and humorless tone as he shut her down completely and without mercy. The forest green hues of his eyes seemed to be without light and devoid of his usual mirth as his lips curled into a bitter frown. There was no way that Azvoka could have realized what land mine she had stepped on and, in truth, it was probably unfair to blame her for trying but...
Just the idea of cheating on Zerori, especially when he was one of the reasons she was fighting so desperately to get back from a literal hell, made him queasy. "I'm sorry I can't help you and I am sorry for not paying attention but: I think it might be best if I just leave." He said as he stuffed his hands into his pockets and began to stroll past her, that sharp frown only growing as he once again was faced with the somber reminder of Zerori's current fate.
If he wasn't stopped, he'd continue on with heavy footsteps. His phone was just as smashed as his heart currently was. He didn't see the flirty wink given by the drider nor did he see the absolute death glare from the strange armored demon that seemed to orbit around yet ANOTHER demon. It was probably for the best though because it would have just served to piss him off even further. He could feel something pound in his chest that gave him a hot flash of rage. This day was turning out to be a real pain in the ass and it just seemed to add on itself more and more.
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Oct 22, 2017 23:41:37 GMT
He'd been flying with closed eyes in a cartoonish fashion, legs behind his back, his nose guided by steam. "Mmmmm..." It'd been forever since he'd had a decent meal and a brisket was sounding like a daydream. Pracross landed in front of a restaurant with a large red sign labeled "Johnny Boy's". He examined the shop, taking a peak inside it's windows. It had a country appeal, with a couple of cow skulls, a small group playing the banjo and the plucking instrument attached to a bucket. An elderly couple walked around the room in a slow dance as a song played...
Might as well step in...
The Saiyan walked inside and walked up to the counter, waving to the lady who directed him to a seat. Now, what to eat...? He surveyed the menu and squinted at an item called "Roast Pig". Roast pig? What's a pig? Never once did the books he read mention what a pig was. Is it an alien species? A vegetable? Whatever it was, it sounded interesting.
Minutes flied by after his order and out came an animal, the whole thing with in apple in it's mouth, put in front of him. "Holy..." Then, two workers came out with a stopwatch and told him he had one hour to finish it. "One hour? Pffft, make it ten minutes!" And he kept his promise. Through his Saiyan appetite, he finished the dish with incredible speeds, finishing with less than seven minutes to spare.
And with that, they handed him a pile of cash and walked him out the door with a round of applause and cheering.
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Oct 28, 2017 19:42:15 GMT
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