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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 2, 2017 3:09:30 GMT
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UNIVERSE 1 CAPPER'S PL: 40 GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Capper sighed, leaning back against the wall of the Docking Hanger of the Tournament Grounds. After a long, grueling session of social interaction, he was free from the mass of newbies he had to educate and escort around the tournament grounds like a tour guide. Maybe he could go back to the Time Patrol Headquarters now, and play some Serpent Master EX online. The Vargas had even began to create their own Multiversal DLC to the game, which had the saiyan rather excited. Pulling out his Baotendo Swap, Capper began to boot up one of his only stress outlets... But, a voice echoed behind him. Great.
"Oh Cappppeeeerrr~" A singsong voice echoed, causing the saiyan to turn around. Behind him stood a small girl with a red hoodie and braces, a sly smile upon her face. Capper had never seen this person, but somehow, she felt... Familiar? The girl leaned against the saiyan, her arm around his shoulders. "You're gonna hate me for this, but I'm gonna need you to show Commander Habana around for a bit, alright?" She smiled again, causing the boy to raise his brow. Which Habana? Why? Who was this person? "Uh??? Who are you and why should I listen??" Capper commented, earning another devious smile from the female that was not to be trusted.
"Look, this ain't Death Enabled yet. You'll be fine-- just show her around and you'll get your Serpent Master asskicking in." The girl assured. "Oh, and here comes Miss-Murders-A-Lot now!" The human chimed, pointing into the crowds as Capper's scouter picked up an enormous power level. "W-What?!" The saiyan glanced back, only to find that the girl had vanished... Was he going insane and seeing things now?
Capper glanced about, unsure why he was sticking around to greet this Commander. If this was the Habana he thought she was... Then he was sure in for a ride. Swallowing hard, the saiyan tour guide held his ground. He stood against Xylo, and all these horrifying versions of his friends, family, his own self, and more now with this event. Somehow, he wasn't too scared...
TAGS: Capper the Patroller -> Commander Habana OOC NOTES: capper needs help also Universe 2 Sketch cameo yaaaaaay
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Post by Commander Habana on Dec 2, 2017 3:45:41 GMT
“OI! You with the stupid glasses” Lady War shouted at the brown haired man who appeared to be in a state of complete distress, for Habana this was not an entirely unfamiliar sight, distress was among the chief reactions others had to her focusing her attention on them and for damn good reason.
This whole multiversal tournament thing had so far been a touch annoying as not everyone she encountered knew to fear her but thankfully it seemed her reputation was beginning to spread once more. Truth be told spreading the terror and destruction they had wrought back on there home universe along with the chance at the first genuinely good fight in a long time with someone outside of the Empire was exciting.
“A girl who claimed she was one of the people 'really' in charge told me to look for someone who looks roughly like you so that I will be shown what this place has to offer” Habana crossed her arms over her chest narrowing her eyes as she looked him over making no effort at all to hide her distaste. She'd trusted the girl's words because frankly what Habana sensed out of her was enough to consider her worth listening to, she had an odd sort of power that even Habana was not particularly interested in attacking.
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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 2, 2017 4:19:33 GMT
| BIG BAD BOSS |
UNIVERSE 1 CAPPER'S PL: 40 GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Capper slouched over, a low grunt of annoyance following. Universe Three, one of the higher ranking universes on his patented Edge-O-Meter. Capper, having mostly single-handedly gone through most of the fighters' applications for entry into the Multiversal Tournament while the rest of the Vargas and Time Patrol built the rest of the things he designed for the most part, knew all too well about each and every fighter participating in the tournament. "Habana. Lady War, or whatever else they call you in the Edgeverse there." Capper returned the corrupted Commander's greeting with an equal amount of distaste. "Seriously, your world is like, as bad as Universe Five. Almost a Twelve also." Capper commented with a deadpan glare. There was some truth to his words, perhaps... "...I wonder what happened to number Eighteen, though."
"...But, uh, any idea who that girl was, though? She was kinda creepily... knowing? I don't know." Capper shrugged, since it seemed this Habana had met that weird lady from earlier as well, who was orchestrating this meeting apparently. Before he could get a response, though, the saiyan turned, gesturing with his head for Habana to follow, regardless of her response.
Capper quickly tapped a button on his Scouter glasses, which had been recently upgraded by the Vargas. A 3D holographic touchscreen flickered to life near his hands, projected by the glasses. Swiping some of the virtual applications aside, Capper came to a stop at the information that was submitted about this Habana in front of him, still walking forward with Lady War herself in tow, hopefully. "Let's see here... Major League, Third Universe. So that means we'll have to..." Capper mumbled to himself, shaking his head. Most of the temporary housings the Vargas built for the fighters were organized by league and universe. Each universe's housing was "themed" a little as well, with Universe 3's district resembling Vegetan architecture and landscaping. So that would be their last stop, at least.
When Capper finally stepped outside the initial docking bay, he'd briefly glance around at the many vendors and versions of all sorts of heroes and villains. He even saw those two Cappers, the Third and Fourth Universe ones that were arguing earlier, now laughing and chatting over some ice cream. Chocolate Mint, their universal favorite. They had good taste for sure.
"So our first stop is going to be the Tournament Grounds. We can't enter the arena or seating area yet, as the Vargas are still preparing and cleaning, but I'd rather not you miss your match by not knowing where to go." He closed his eyes with a slight smile, his fear just about gone, now replaced with his usual stiffened confidence and occasional snark. "Worst way to get disqualified, am I right or am I right?"
Despite Lady War's escort showing no fear, it seemed some nervous passerbys moved aside as they passed through the vendor area that meandered towards the large tournament arenas. "We also have several vendors here, a carnival to the west, sparring arenas to the south, and a housing district in the South for our combatants to reside in later. We're in the East Port right now." Capper turned back, a smug smile crossing his face. "I, Capper Hofferson of the Universe One's Time Patrol, set most of this thing up. You are welcome."
Regardless of the feedback of his previous comment, Capper would open up the tournament brackets on his 3D touchscreen hologram. If all went as he predicted with his elaborate, thought-out standing prediction that stemmed all the way to who would fight who in the finals, they would perhaps have a Habana VS Habana fight second round also. No offense to Etoru, but... He didn't have the best strategies, nor a good winning streak.
TAGS: Capper the Patroller -> Commander Habana OOC NOTES: poke poke poke
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Post by Commander Habana on Dec 4, 2017 4:52:08 GMT
The Commander cracked a grin at the man, it seemed she had misjudged him as whatever apprehension he had shown before seemed to fall away as he actually spoke to her, perhaps he felt safe enough with the whole structure of the tournament to believe she would not kill him for his less than respectful way of speaking to her but it WAS a touch refreshing to have someone actually try and act tough around her.
“Really perhaps there ARE some fighters worth my time here if you think this Universe 5 is at all like my home” Habana said with a grin, logically she understood that yes there were going to be fighters that would pose a challenge but to have one of the people in charge actually directly draw comparison between her universe and another was interesting.
“No clue who she was, her power was different than everything else, I just assumed she was one of the beings in charge of the stupid bird creatures” Habana said with a shrug as they continued on, while Capper took the time to take in all the other fighters the Commander seemed to be paying none any mind only occasionally letting her attention drift to the few who had power in the same league as herself as far as she was concerned none of the others were even worth noticing.
“I don’t think me missing my match will be a concern, I wouldn't miss this for anything. But it is worth seeing the way there, lead on” Commander said making a vague shooing gesture at Capper to keep him moving even if he had not actually stopped.
“You’re a Hofferson?” Habana said raising an eyebrow, she’d barely even recognized the man as a Saiyan but sure enough now that she was actually paying him more than a moments mind he DID have the look of a Saiyan “Capper…” Habana paused, the name was vaguely familiar, she was certain they had one back in her universe “you're shorter in my universe… and stronger. Why do you look so much older?” She asked narrowing her eyes at him stepping closer in complete defiance of personal space as if trying to determine if he was being honest.
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