It seemed at first his attack had worked there was silence for a moment and Pota couldn't help but feel a little surprised. That's when he noticed he had landed on one of the Gira's. "Oh crap are you okay you're not the main Gira are yoooouu-aAAAH!!!" Pota would exclaim as he was lifted and tossed into the air. The young Saiyan was about to try and regain his balance mid flight but then he sensed all the Giras blip back on his head. "Oh no." Thought Pota as he heard the familiar sound of the Giras yelling in unison.
"No no no..."
"NO NO NO NO NO NO!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!"
Pota would watch in nostalgic terror as the all but familiar bluish white beam came at him. To make matters worse all four had fired a different variation. The four beams would hit the Giant Ape all at once dragging his colossal body through the ground making a long, deep, and rather large trench along the forest floor before coming to a stop a great distance away from where they initially began their spar. "Well I tried..." Thought Pota as he reverted back to his normal form. He lied there beaten, battered and...naked. 'Oh...yeah...that happens I forgo-' He halted in mid thought as he remembered. 'Oh crap I didn't take my costume off it was the only one I had Kaci is going to kill me!!' Thought Pota in horror as Kaci had also been invited to Egabbac and Otamat's halloween party. "Gira could you go over to my duffel bag and get my gi...I need pants...again.!" Pota would call out over the tree tops not wanting Gira to see him in an indecent fashion. Pota drops out of Oozaru form... and requires pants...Please
The four Gira's kept their hands outstretched in their firing position, smoke still coming from their palms. The four Gira copies then moved through the air, combining back into one fighter. Gira took a deep breath, the golden glow fading from her form as she closed her eyes and calmed herself down. The teen opened her eyes, suddenly coming to realize what she had just done. "Oh crap!" She put her hands on her head, pulling her hair in panic. "Pota...? Are you alive over there...?" She called out meekly, getting a request for pants in return. "Oh, thank god I didn't kill him." She cleared her throat and straightened her hair, trying her best to sound calm as she responded to her friend. "O-Okay! Just, uh... just give me a second."
Flying over to Pota's bag, she retrieved his gi, picking both the gi and the bag up and flying over to Pota's location, keeping her eyes averted uncomfortably. "U-Um... here you go." She tossed Pota's clothes over to him, then turned her back to him. "Hey, uh, i'm sorry about that. I got a little carried away. Are you gonna be okay? I, uh... I kinda didn't hold much back on that last attack. Are you at least not gonna die?" Gira felt kind of bad about just unleashing every last ounce of her Super Saiyan fury on someone like that. 'I could have killed him! What was I thinking!?' In fact, she was convinced that if Pota hadn't taken on his Oozaru form and if he was just in his regular form, she would have killed him with that.
Pota gingerly put his gi on making sure to stay hidden behind some shrubbery so Gira wouldn't be exposed to any indecency. The hybrid then inquired as to whether Pota would be alright or not. The young Saiyan then chuckled a little bit he never ceased to be amazed how someone that strong could at the same time be so considerate towards others even her own enemies...sometimes. He would emerge from the bushes now fully clothed and bandaged up. Getting curb stomped by Gira had its advantages and learning to patch yourself back up after a fight happened to be one of them. Pota simply gave Gira his usual carefree smile and a thumbs up. "Don't worry about it Gira I've taken my fair share of bruises I can handle it." He then scratched the back of his head laughing heartily. "Besides thats the most fun I've had in a long time."
Just then Pota's phone beeped as he reached into his pocket and flipped it open there were two messages. One from Otamat and another from her daughter and Pota's girlfriend Egabbac. Otamat's read as such. "Hey Oozaru for brains get over here I didn't set up this shindig for you to be a no show so wrap things up." The other from Egabbac was a little more mild but just as urgent. "Hey might wanna get over here quick if mom keeps stress eating there won't be any food left for anyone else." Pota at the thought of going hungry after a fight jumped into action.
"Oh boy we better get over to Otamat Sensei's place or she'll eat all the food!!" As he took off into the air he turned and called back to Gira. "Come on Gira there's someone I want you to meet when we get there. Plus I'm starving."
Gira kept her back turned to Pota as he got dressed. She was glad to her that he was going to be okay. At least he could stand and dress himself. That was one bright spot, at least. At the mention that this was the most fun Pota had in a long time, Gira giggled. "Yeah, I had fun too. I'm glad that I didn't hurt you too bad. I didn't hold back an awful lot with that last attack." Indeed, if she had fired off an attack at her combined full power, that probably would have hurt a lot more than it did. Still, no one was hurt and everybody had fun. That was the important thing. 'What a fun Halloween.' Gira looked up at the stars and smiled.
The hybrid had to admit, this was definitely a lot more fun than staying home by herself, pigging out on sweets, and scaring herself half to death with horror movies. She hoped that every Halloween would be this fun. Perhaps this was the start of a new tradition? Looking back to Pota once he was decent, Gira noticed that he was looking on his phone. She was about to ask him what was up when he suddenly flipped out, screaming about how his sensei would eat all of the food if they didn't hurry to the party. "Oh, we should go ahead and leave then. I don't know about you, but i'm always hungry after a fight."
Gira pat her stomach before going over to where her the top part of her gi fell earlier, slipping it on before using her ki to lift herself up, hovering in place in the air. "You okay to fly?" She grinned. Once the teen got a confirmation, she would nod, then take to the skies, waiting for Pota to lead the way.
Pota lead the way through the sky towards Otamat and Eggabac's house as they flew he looked back at Gira. His expression was that of deep thought and after a short while he began to speak. "You know things with my dad and my brother are going to be coming to a head soon. Truth be told when me and Callion faced him down we barely won. Hell we were lucky to have been there with each other or one of us might have died." Pota looked down as if he had brace himself for what he said next. "Next time I might not be that lucky...Next time I might end up dead. I know what you're going to say Gira. I know if you're there it will be alright that you're stronger than they are. But they know that too and they'll be planning for that. So I got to plan for the worst possible scenario as well." Pota reached into his bag and pulled out an envelope and handed it to Gira. "I visited a lawyer in town yesterday. I wrote out my will and testament in case something went wrong. You'll get my hero costume and quarterstaff and Sora will my Space Pod. That's all I had to say I'll stop being depressing now. After all we're here." Pota pointed forward and off in the distance stood a two story house with the lights shining out the window.
As they landed the door swung open and a young Saiyan girl with the trade mark dark hair spikey hair going off to the side and dark eyes came rushing out the door. Pota didn't have time to react before he was tackled to the ground with a hug. "You're here!!" Yelled the girl as she giggled happily standing up with Pota who was nursing his head while chuckling. Pota looked at Gira forgetting that she hadn't met Egabbac yet.
"Oh, Gira this is Egabbac, my girlfriend, we call her Gabby for short. Gabby this is my Sensei and closest friend Gira Norms she's the one I told you so much about." Egabbac lit up like a kid on Christmas as she stared in wonder at Gira.
"No way you're The Gira! Holy crap! Pota's told me so much about you!! Are you really the Turtle Hermit's top student!?" Egabbac would squeal with joy and take hold of Gira's hand and lead or rather half drag her inside the house towards the kitchen. "Lets get you something to eat I've got soooo many questions for you." Pota smiled and followed after Gira and Egabbac. As they entered the kitchen Pota would be met with a glaring Otamat sitting across the kitchen with a bottle of wine in front of her and blush on her cheeks.
"You're late shtupid. hick!" She would slur as she swayed back and forth taking another swig of the bottle. "You better have won it took me a long time to teach you how to mashter that shtupid monkey form. hick!" Pota would smile and scratch the back of his head nervously and chuckle.
"No unfortunately there's only so much you can do when faced up against a Super Saiyan." Pota replied gesturing to Gira "Oh by the way Gira this is Otamat Sensei she taught me to master my Oozaru. Otamat this is-"
Otamat's expression turned from annoyed to shock as she sprung up from her chair and almost fell over in the attempt. "I heard what you called her. Sho you're The Gira!?"
"Is it just me or are we hearing that a lot today." Pota laughed as Otamat's attention never left the hybrid.
"Sho you're a Shuper Shaiyan eh? Well color thish old warrior impresshed I'm glad you're the one teaching thish buffoon or else I wouldn't have gotten anywhere with him. He certainly wouldn't be dating my daughter if he wasn't trained as well as he had already been when he met ush the firsht time."
"Mom! Kami you really speak your mind when you've had a few drinks." Egabbac would exclaim.
"Why not it's a party and Pota knows he's my second favorite student."
"Wait aren't your only two students me and Gabb-"
"Letsh Party!!" Party Time srry for late posting life has been uber busy lately and Multiverse Tourney has taken up most of my posting time. Kiraburu Sarutobi you're up my friend.
Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Dec 22, 2017 2:28:11 GMT
Kira looked at Pota as he quickly hurried into the bushes away from the fight. It might’ve been the most terrifying fight he’d ever witnessed. Pota must’ve been a nice guy for giving Kira an opportunity to check out of the fight. While all of the Gira’s were preoccupied with Pota, Kira too to the skies and headed towards the closest town. It wasn’t a large one but it seemed like it would suffice for what he had in mind. He came to a soft landing in the town square and set out for what he was searching for. A small fountain gushed skywards with gleaming blue water, only outmatched by a few stars twinkling in the sky. Streetlites surrounded this small clearing and cut through the darkness with warm yellow light. They lead off into the near distance to what looked like a strip mall of sorts.
Eventually he came to a small area with simple shops on each side. Bakeries, candy shops, a haberdashery or two all stood on either side of a smoothly paved road hmmm… Wonder what I could bring back to them. They’ve problem been fighting really hard. Kira strolled along the sidewalk with his hands tucked deep into the depths of the pockets on his Saiyaman outfit. He walked into a small store that had some wonderful smells emanating from it. A small elderly woman dressed in humble attire stood behind a counter. Muted colors decorated the small establishment and steaming mugs of various drinks were propped up in small displays along a counter that stretched from one side of the room to the next. “Hello young man! What can I do for you? What hot drink would you like? A cider perhaps?” Kira smiled sheepishly and took out his wallet. “I’ll take…” He looked up at the menu, pondering what his new friends might like to quench their thirst.
Kira flew back to the clearing where the trio had been fighting, trying to hold onto three different drinks at the same time and spill a minimal amount of steaming liquid. He landed gently next to a large crater in the ground. ...maybe fighting with these two was a bad idea. Looks like they’re nowhere to be seen though. Wonder where they went. Kira closed his eyes and centered his ki, seemingly stretching it out and casting a wide net to search for the duo. At last he finally found them, entering a humble domicile. He landed behind the duo being greeted by a nice looking few people. “Hey, sorry I took off after a while, oh… hello.” Kira tried his best to hold onto the cups of liquid goodness in his arms.
Gira followed after Pota as he took to the skies, heading towards his sensei's house for the party. She enjoyed the feeling of the cool wind through her hair, causing it to flutter carelessly. As they flew, Pota looked back and began to speak to her. Apparently, he had been attacked by his father while hanging out with someone named Callion. Thankfully, he got out of it okay, but just in case he didn't get lucky next time, he visited someone in the city to write out a will. "Hey, don't talk like that. If they mess with you again, i'll just beat 'em up. No matter what they have planned, they won't be able to stand up to a Super Saiyan, I can tell ya that much. I'm super close to mastering that power too. Once I do, it'll be double impossible for them to take me down."
Gira grinned. "Don't worry. We'll get the whole situation settled." They hadn't been flying for long when they landed in front of a residence. They had barely just touched down when the front door swung open and Pota was assaulted with a hug by some girl the teen had never met before. She was a little confused, but her questions were answered by Pota, who introduced the girl as his girlfriend, Egabbac; or Gabby for short. "Oh, hi, nice to meet yo--" The girl excitedly began to ask her questions. She seemed to know of Gira, which wasn't surprising. It seemed Pota spoke of her often enough. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Arti-sensei calls me his star pupil. Though... I think i'm his only pupil at the moment." She laughed nervously.
The two hadn't been speaking for long when Gabby took the hybrid by the hand and dragged her into the house. 'Woah... a little handsy.' Gira thought, slightly amused. She hen felt Kira land, waving a greeting to him as she was dragged inside. "Hi Kira!" After Gabby led her into the kitchen Gira took a cup off of the counter and got herself some punch. Little did she know, it was alcoholic. "Well, uh... i'll probably have answers for you." Gira responded awkwardly to Gabby stating that she had a lot of questions for the young half-Saiyan. She wasn't exactly a super social person, so someone being this forward threw her off quite a bit. Then Pota came in, having a conversation with an obviously drunk woman who she figured was his sensei. The woman greeted Gira, the hybrid giving her a shy wave back.
"Yeah, I'm a... i'm a Super Saiyan." She responded, still awkward. "My sensei, uh... taught me." The fact that Otamat was drunk didn't help Gira's nerves. Once Pota's sensei indicated that the party was on, Gira chuckled and took a generous swig of her drink. It tasted a little funny, but in a good way. Quickly downing the rest, Gira got some more and got started on that.
Pota would see Kira enter the party and stride up to him happily. "Hey thought you ducked out on us there for a minute come on and join the party before all the food gets eaten we're in a house full of Saiyans after all." As soon as Pota had spoke those words Sora poked his head out of the cooking area.
"Don't worry about that I got us covered on that account I know how Otamat can get when she's drunk her appetite is almost as large as her attitude." Pota's employer would laugh and wave at him.
"Whatsh that Shupposed to mean?!" Otamat would say with a sway as she glared at Sora across the room. Sora would merely laugh heartily in response and scratch the back of his head. Pota would proceed to spend the evening catching Kira up on the fight as well as introducing him to his adopted father/boss, as well as Otamat Sensei and Egabbac. The rest of the time was spent eating, drinking, and dancing. Unbeknownst to everyone else Otamat had evidently spilled one of her bottles of wine in the punch so it wasn't long before those that had partaken in it were getting a warm fuzzy feeling.
At one point Pota was having a conversation with his friends as Otamat and Sora went into the kitchen to let the younger one's have their own time with each other. Pota being particularly marinated from the alcoholic beverages. Struck up a topic. "Y-y-you know what thish ish the besht halloween I'vvvvve ever had in my life. Y-y-you- Hick! You guysh are the greatesht friendsh I have."
"Aww Pota thats sho shweet of you!! Hick! Hey who wantsh more punch?" I think thats where I'll end this thread you guys can put up your exiting post or continue it if you have ideas. Great thread though Kiraburu Sarutobi Pota exits thread taking PL for this one
Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Dec 30, 2017 18:43:19 GMT
Kira smiled at the introductions to Pota's family and friends. There was an interesting hodgepodge of different people. Lots of smiles, many of them aimed at himself. Kira walked in and was immediately greeted by Pota. "Don't worry friend, I'd never do that. Just thought I'd run out and get drinks or something while I was just cowering in the bushes trying not to be squished." Kira held out the cider to the Saiyan, "Here, I think you'll like this one. Do you know where Gira went? I got one for her too."
Kira looked around and saw Gira speaking to a rather drunk individual it looked like. Hmm... Bet she could use some help. Kira strode over to and smiled then turned to the one she was talking to and did the same. "Hello Sir, I'm Kira. This is a fun party you people are throwing". Kira had mastered the art of smiling under immense discomfort and simply turned to Gira again. "Hey, I have hot tea and cocoa if you'd like either. Thought it was the least I could do". Kira didn't say anything else he just smiled and waited for her response.
Gira was two glasses of punch in by the time Kira showed up, and she was feeling... good. Of course, she didn't know that the punch was alcoholic. She wouldn't have taken a drink if she did. But now that she had a fair amount of it, the hybrid no longer cared that it was making her feel rather strange. In fact, at this point, it was a welcomed change. It was always nice to relax, though Gira usually did it with something other than an alcoholic beverage. She had only really drank seriously once, and on that night she found that alcohol didn't agree with her. A small blush had formed on her cheeks as she filled up her third cup, turning her whole body as Kira approached, though she only meant to turn her head. The punch in her cup sloshed to and fro, spilling out partially onto the floor and partially onto her gi.
Looking down at herself, the teen giggled drunkenly. "Woopsie." She looked back up at the man and took a drink as she gave Kira a friendly greeting. "Yoooo. Good, uh, good party here. Was starting to think you wouldn't make it." When asked if she want hot tea or cocoa, Gira pat her cheeks. "Uh... actually, yeah. Yeah, tea sounds good. Damn, what is in this punch?" Once she received her tea and had a few sips, she was beginning to feel a little better. A little more sober, at least. Exiting! PL please.