Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Oct 30, 2017 22:38:50 GMT
| Cherry Pickers || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Capper let loose a sigh, holding out his gloved hand. Little droplets of water splattered across his palm slowly as the darkened clouds above began to let loose a drizzle. The weather did report for a ten-percent chance of rain, which would be followed by a storm. That was a chance Capper mistakenly brushed aside, it seemed.
The messy saiyan male rolled up a long blueprint he had laid out on the park bench, slipping a whitened pencil back behind his ear. The saiyan turned, eyeing his bags and bags of purchased mechanisms, gears, and gizmos, all of course being used to build his newest masterpiece that was detailed on the blueprint. No longer would he we weak and stepped upon by tyrants and terrors like Xylo or the Solar Empire- maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to manage for himself now that he as planning to...
A beep tore Capper from his thoughts. "Hey, Alphs. Doin' good?" The saiyan cooed, leaning down and eyeing the small floating sphere drone beside him. Alpha's green eye locked onto Capper- the little robot, Alpha, just adjusted a leaf he was holding to keep himself clean of any stray raindrops, beeping back to Capper. The saiyan undertsood the gibberish beeps, putting a hand to his chin. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. Don't worry." Capper tried to reassure his longtime friend. "Let's just try and get home before the storm hits, alright? I bet Retsu's starting movie night without us by now."
Capper found it hard to believe, but... He seemed to be feeling a little better now? The loss of what was essentially his whole central family left a permanent hole in the saiyan's heart, but... His parents wouldn't want him to feel down for this long, but still, his heart was aching and empty even despite their wishes from the Afterlife. Perhaps he really was getting better-- or he just became better at masking his growing melancholy.
Capper picked up his pace through the spiraling rain as it began to increase in bulk, holding a bag full of snacks and goodies for his Baoflix marathon later while Alpha carried the bags of technology with his telekinetic abilities. The saiyan nearly lost his rushed footing ona puddle, feet splaying apart as if he had slipped on ice. Luckily the weakling somehow caught himself, grabbing onto a nearby bench with his snack bag in his teeth. Alpha whirred in concern, only earning a muffled grunt from his creator. "I'm fine, I'm okay, we're good, we're good!" Capper stood back up straight, shaking himself dry of the rain. A clap of thunder caught him off guard, causing his hair to spike with a vigorous flinch.
"...Okay, Alpha. Plan B." Capper bluntly spoke, glancing about. His partner questiningly buzzed, earning another response from the saiyan weakling. "Just follow my lead- I will NOT get everything back in one piece in this weather."
Making a mad dash as more thunder roared and rain began to pour, Capper lunged under a canopy of a neaby lodge of some sort, sucking in a deep breath of relief. He pulled a few stray strands of brown hair away from his face, spitting out some water as well. Alpha hopped right over, setting their goodies down beside a bench. "...So I guess we just wait this out then, huh?" Capper smiled weakly back to the Plexbit drone.
Sitting down on the bench while wringing out his hair, Capper's eyes trailed to the suspended sign hanging right near the building he was taking shelter beside. 'Cherry Valley Loft', it read. Oddly enough, the name rung a distant bell in Capper's mind, though he couldn't put a finger on where he heard the name before. Nonetheless, the saiyan sighed, putting a hand on his little drone buddy as the robot curled up and nestled into the soaking saiyan's lap. "...Love you, bud." Capper smiled, genuinely for once. Alpha beeped back-- though his gibberish was only translatable by Capper, just about anyone could make his words out as a 'Love you too.'
TAGS: Capper Hofferson -> Alaistair
OOC NOTES: And so begins the daily struggle of the life of a Capper
C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N 20 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 31, 2017 0:00:39 GMT
(Thread PL: 246,194) (50% minions (x3) thread pl: 123,097) The day was once a sunny day. Yet, as the forecast had told, the increase of humidity and cloud formation would bring rain soon. Although it was anticipated to happen, with a 10% chance of it with a storm to follow, it wasn't expected by the owner of the Cherry Valley Loft! Yet, like the many plans and allies he had in the past, the rain came out in a torrential downpour! Of course it'd happen. Life had been preventing him from letting him help it in all senses and ways! Alaistair found it a gloomy omen of his plans... They wouldn't be able to be fulfilled! It called him to go on a walk, while customers found it appropriate to use the Loft as haven from the rain. Dorgia, Eres, and Arthus, once again, were left in charge of the Loft while he went on a stroll. Before many customers' eyes, he manifested a large trench coat, slick and dark red that had a slit for his tail going all the way down the back of it to just inches above the ground and buttoned at the upper left, almost right upon the shoulder. He even paired this with a red bowl hat like Dorgia's own. Granted, with his horns as large as they were, parts of the hat had to be removed so it'd not look like it was going to fall off! He walked out the Loft and from his jacket pocket, manifested a pack of cigarettes, which he pulled one out and lit it up with a little energy. The light, however, was being snuffed by the rain drops and he cursed unintelligibly in a hushed tone. He saw what looked like a bench with a roof over it and got under. He leaned on the post, having seen a grizzly, yet lanky man with robotic parts in bags and a round robot in his lap. He wasn't trying to smoke in the space and make it difficult to breathe. "Man this rain sucks," he muttered aloud in clear annoyance! ( Capper Hofferson) |
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Oct 31, 2017 13:45:02 GMT
| Cherry Pickers || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Capper bent over, reaching into one of his several shopping bags that Alpha had meticulously placed together under the canopy. If he was gonna be stuck here, then he might as well be a little productive, right? The saiyan nonetheless pulled his worn, green journal out of the bottom of his saddlebag-- the book had endured years and years of use, wear, tear, and tears, yet it was still in mildly acceptable condition. Inside, all sorts of journal entries, notes, blueprints, and other plans laced the intricate pages. Capper took his pen back out from behind his ear while Alpha closed his eye in the grown saiyan's lap, scribbling away at a detailed scheme for some kind of large combat robot...
"Ugh... Gonna need a tonne of Resillium here, and a Qi Core there, and then..." Capper muttered to himself, tapping his chin with his pencil. This probably would be his most resource-heavy project yet. Capper wasn't the only disgruntled soul in the area, though. He heard a slightly familiar voice chime and complain about the rain. Nonetheless, he didn't look away from his work. "Hallelujah." The saiyan grumbled back, recalling a particular earthling song.
Alpha opened his eye slowly, scanning the demon in the trenchcoat beside him and Capper. The drone let out a curious beep, standing up and crawling out of Capper's lap. The saiyan didn't notice his partner leave, as he was too immersed in his work in his journal. The drone positioned several little "fins" of ki jutting from his form into a fasionable little umbrella, promptly scurrying up to the demon. He looked familiar, so he had to be one of Capper's friends, right? And a friend could help Capper!
Alpha briefly nudged the demon's leg with his petite form, his single eye staring up at Alaistair. The robot beeped continuously, seemingly forgetting that Capper was one of the only ones that could understand his nonsensical language of beeps and boops. He pulled at the horned man's pant leg, pointing to the grown saiyan with a free stub leg. Capper still didn't notice Alpha, just sighing and resting his head on a free hand while he used the other to sketch away on the page, before turning to another when the current page was filled to the point where it satisfied the saiyan.
...Capper's heart sunk with the weight of the Earth at the next page, though.
There was a picture of his family stapled to it, with a younger, smiling Capper.
The grown Capper just turned the page hastily, grumbling and resuming on his work.
TAGS: Capper Hofferson -> Alaistair
OOC NOTES: So it continues
C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N 20 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 31, 2017 20:36:25 GMT
The person behind spoke, their voice strangely familiar to the Devil. He took a puff and snickered at the word! He retorted, looking back partially to the man and his robot, "I suppose you could say that, couldn't you? Perhaps this rain'll stop so we don't have to be huddled in here like a couple of rats, while we're trying to do our things!"Alaistair took another puff, turning enough to be able to look directly at the guy and his robot. Seemed like that guy was looking in an old book, with something clipped to it that made him develop a sentimental look. The robot, however, wasn't there! It'd gone up to Alaistair and tugged at it, acting as if it were a pet of some kind with a robotic limb. The little guy apparently had more to it, and seemed to be trying to communicate something to Alaistair. "Hm... Distress, it seems," Alaistair thought to himself, tossing the cigarette out into the rain and immediately getting snuffed. He'd go over to the bench and have a seat none too close to the man. The man looked clearly in focus on something else and was causing the robot some issue! He'd yet remove his hat, as he looked over to the man. "Hi there. What's a young guy and his robot doing out here in the rain?"( Capper Hofferson) |
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Nov 21, 2017 23:07:03 GMT
| Cherry Pickers || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Capper groaned, running a hand down his face when he eyed another person beside him. He didn't bother to look at the other man for long- he had better things to focus on with his work and all. Alpha, on the other hand, beeped ecstatically. He hastily scurried up and perching between the two of them on the bench. "Nothing. Just waiting this stupid weather out." Capper spoke in a growl with poorly hidden annoyance. Alpha seemed to sigh- as well as he could in his variety of robotic sounds, at least. His creator was a stubborn one for sure...
With a new pair of eyes peering over his shoulder, Capper couldn't help but to be even more perfectionistic with his works now that there was someone else judging him. His brow furrowed, and he quickly erased some concepts for the odd machine's engine with a grumble. He quickly grew agitated enough to close the journal, chucking it haphazardly into one of the clothen, reusable grocery bags beside him. Alpha beeped in defeat, slumping over on the bench.
"If you want something from me, then just ask and get it over with." Capper hissed again, as antisocial as ever since his whole escapade with Xylo. "Then, do both of us a favor and just leave me alone, ok? Geez." Capper closed his eyes, bringing his knees to his chest. Yet if wasn't lost in his own world and realized who this man was and why his voice sounded familiar, the saiyan would have probably ignored the weather and ran off, for better or worse...
TAGS: Capper Hofferson -> Alaistair
OOC NOTES: sorry for delay but on thanksgiving break now so yaaaaaaaay
C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N 20 PL KI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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Post by Alaistair on Nov 21, 2017 23:34:50 GMT
"Sounds to me you've been tinkering with too many things and started doing that with yourself," the Devil replied snarkily, "Something I wish I could to do with some of the people I've had to deal with... But to simply put it, I'm interested in chatting with you. Like, that little device you have there..!"Alaistair leaned back and peered at the robot orb. This guy seemed to know how to real animate personality into his devices! He pointed at it, to emphasize his point. He continued, "Unless they're directly making androids, I've not seen anyone give a machine so much personality! What's the purpose of it? To be a comforter? Assistant?"He smiled at the robotic orb, looking back up to the scruffy kid after! Something about them was familiar... Really familiar! Even his energy felt familiar! It was bit bothersome on why Alaistair was feeling this familiarity. "Do you work around here? You seem a bit familiar," Alaistair questioned the individual, looking him in the eyes with narrow eyes, clearly trying to put a name and face to him. ( Capper Hofferson already back to you!  )
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