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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2015 7:16:00 GMT
((Thread PL: 257,745 - Callio Defrosch)) Let’s back track here, Zerori, The saiyan hybrid thought with a sulk as she sat inside a bar that was in the very quiet town of Ginger. She’d not felt any of the urges to destroy or kill since Bing had done… whatever counted as purification. Her demon blood was still there, obviously since Zerori was able to use magic but she’d felt oddly calm and just not very passionate about anything. I find out about my mother stalking me for unknown reasons, nearly get killed by one of my best friends and some commander of the saiyan invasion, She reached for the glass in front of her as the citizens around her went about their business without a care to the oddly dressed alien. Taking a drink she finished her thought with a grimace at the bite of the drink, And let’s finish this day off by nearly losing complete control over… whatever this demonic power is. As she set the drink down she would turn over her hand to look at her palm with a conflicted expression on her face. “You’ve really come down in life, haven’t ya…?” And now she was talking to herself. Getting up from her seat, she tossed a credit chip on the table with a large amount of zeni on the card. It was a working relationship she’d arranged, giving the wolf-faced bartender a glance before she turned back around and out of the bar. Once outside, Zerori gave a long sigh before making her way through the city as it worked on its usually daily cull. This was a farming city from what she could understand so it wasn’t strange when multiple trucks filled generously of emergency crop yield came rolling by as she walked the streets. “Read all about it! Strange disturbances in the sky during the day! What happened and why it happened!” A teenage human yelled, happily spreading rumors about what had happened days ago. She’d long since learned that it was the summoning of the fable dragon balls by none other than the God of the planet itself. Supposedly, they’d returned the world of Namek back to its proper place in the system it was destroyed in. Ignoring the boy with a roll of her eyes, she chose to scrounge up some fun with a little game. As she passed a human next her, she would snap her fingers with a smirk. Under their shoes a fire would light for a moment, prompting a hilarious scream as they hopped and skipped away from the infectious flame before it disappeared. Every time it worked out, she’d snicker before moving onto the next target. Controlled correctly, the flames were naught but a parlor trick designed to entertain… Maybe I should entertain in my spare time! |
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Post by Defrosch on Dec 23, 2015 11:58:02 GMT
[Thread PL: 39,646] [SU] Liquid Ki - Mist Active! Ki suppressed to 10000]
Speaking of food, trucks weren't the only thing coming in to help out with that! Someone was flying along with an absurdly massive basket full of fish. This person was of course; Defrosch, he was following the trucks on their route and as they split off to different sections of Ginger Town. He went over to a small fishery, where a portly old human man was waiting.
"Ohoho! D'frosch m'boy! Good to see you!" The old man let out a jolly laugh as he saw the Arcosian land. "Golly, you've gone a bit overboard, but I do so appreciate the help."
Defrosch waved it off dismissively as he went into the fishery and got his haul into a bunch of mini-coolers. "Nah, Mr. Scallo, don't worry about it. You taught me how to fish, and your employees gotta be with their families. Figured I should lend a hand. S'the least I could do!" He dusted off his hands and went back over to Scallo. "Need anything else?"
Mister Scallo shook his head and patted Defrosch on the shoulder. "Nah, I'll be fine sorting the rest out m'self. Maybe ya should go see whats up around town while you're visitin'? It could do you some good, sonny."
The Arcosian nodded. "Hm. Sure, why not. I guess I'll see you later then. Ciao." Defrosch waved and wandered off into the town, seeing the teenager handing out newspapers and calling out to passerby, and someone else pulling a prank. A fire based one, awesome. Nine times out of ten that wasn't a good thing. The perpetrator seemed rather strong, and of all things seemed to have a bit of Saiyan spirit within them... Yet this time it was drowned out by something else, something a bit more along the lines of vicious. 'Interesting.. Another hybrid perhaps?'
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Post by Kazar Winters on Dec 23, 2015 15:43:50 GMT
[Thread PL: 9,771. Light Weights:ON. Weighted PL: 7,328]
Kazar was taking a peaceful fly, across the land. He's done been west, east, north, and south on the planet. Not much else, he can go to in search of his assassin. But as he was thinking to himself, he flew above a small city. He then stopped and floated just above it. He smiled and thought. 'This could be a nice time, to see how the cities are progressing.' So kazar flew down into the city, with his giant bag of food and water, on his back, and his sword handle attached to his strap. He walks around, and hear's a teenager shouting. 'Come get your newspapers! Read all about it! Strange appearances in the sky, it all goes dark! Why it happen, we don't know!'. Kazar grabbed one of the newspaper's and reads it.
This got kazar curious. Sky going black during the day? Eclipse maybe? Nah. Just some crazy words written on a piece of paper. While kazar walked down the street's of the city, his scouter picked up two pl's. One was around 10,000 and the other. Much Stronger. Even more then his own mentor raisu. Kazar kept his guard on edge, while he walked threw the city. Just in-case the other two, could sense his ki without the need of a scouter.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2015 3:52:27 GMT
“Hey! It’s you, isn’t it?!” Yelled a suited man as he just finished skipping around on the ground. He turned around to see a strangely dressed woman and did the first thing his anger would lead him to believe – yell at the closest suspect.
Zerori stopped, turning around to grin at her victim, “Huh? Who, me? What, you think people can just…” She waved her hand about in amused gesture as she finished, “-make fire with their hands?” As she did so her hand would ignite as if to work as the punch line to her joke and she gasped, glancing at the flames, “Oh!... Well, look at that!” Turning back to her unwilling audience member, she chuckled, “I can.”
His face long since melted from the angry expression and he stared at the hybrid with a fearful expression, stumbling back a few steps. Zerori turned to him, feeling a familiar tingle in the back of her head as she stepped close to him. The middle age man waved a hand at her, “H-hey, stay back! It was a joke, I get it!”
“What? You think I’m gonna do somethin’?” She chuckled, closing in on him and unaware of the disturbance she was causing as people in the street stared at her. “Besides, jokes make you laugh so…” An eye brow rose in question, “Why aren’t you laughing?”
He didn’t stick around, turning around to almost trip over his feet as he ran, “Get away from me! Monster!” The brief case he held was dropped, completely forgotten as it burst open and bills of zenie exploded around where he was before her. Watching him go, the saiyaness could only watch as he disappeared around a corner before she blinked rapidly and held a hand to her head with a confused expression on her face.
What was I about to do? She thought, almost dizzy. Looking at the ground, she tilted her head at the money that was practically flying away and caught a bill in bid-air, “That remarkably… paid off?” As funny as the situation felt, Zerori just growled at the feeling that she wasn’t the one actually making the joke. “Damn it.” She looked around to see the faces of other people watching her, some with worry on their face while others were outright terrified. ”Monster!” The very word echoed in her head like a curse.
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Post by Defrosch on Dec 27, 2015 10:35:13 GMT
Now that was quite the awkward situation to have witnessed. Defrosch sighed and moved over as the guy in the suit rushed past, followed shortly by some concerned citizens briskly walking away. He wasn't one to be scared so easily, but Defrosch was somewhat concerned. Was this person looking for trouble or were they just fooling around? He thought that it was likely the latter, because to his knowledge if someone was that strong and wanted to wreak havoc, they would've done so already.
The remaining concerned citizens looked upon the troublemaker with contempt, some whispering rather... Nasty phrases. In each of them the word 'monster' was most prevalent. "Oi! Would you lot can it with that stuff? Its like you're all askin' for trouble. I doubt you want what you're saying to be true huh?" Defrosch looked towards the remaining citizens, who were quite stunned. Most shot him a glare, but some nodded their heads and went about their business. "Didn't think so."
Defrosch looked back over to the strange Saiyaness and wondered why he just did that. Was it because she was only partially Saiyan? It wasn't likely that many of these citizens could sense energy, so they must be going of appearances... Given recent events regarding Saiyans, Defrosch could hardly blame them.
Then why did her ki signature feel so... Different? Upon focusing for a moment, Defrosch had an idea as to why! The other more dominant half of this person's ki had a similar natural flow to Maeve's. That would mean that they're possibly part demon! If this was indeed the case, could they fly off the handle like Maeve did when that star was around? Defrosch looked up to the sky, and fortunately he didn't see the devilish celestial meatball.
He would then wandered over to the Saiyaness. "I hope I didn't make a mistake just now. D'you mind explaining what I've just stumbled upon?" As he asked this, he would sense another presence nearby; another above average strength, but nothing that Defrosch couldn't handle. This one was partly Saiyan as well. 'Just how many Saiyan hybrids are there..?' He thought.
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Post by Kazar Winters on Dec 27, 2015 10:49:14 GMT
Kazar continued walking threw the city, seeing all these people fooling, around or just plain up freaking out. This concerned kazar, because of that newspaper he saw. if there was some kind of, activities going on, it has to be close, because the deeper in the city he went, the more it seemed to be ruling with trouble.
His scouter had been, tracking these 2 other powerlevel's, and he's been following them, but not to fast or slow, just enough to keep his distance, from the two. But soon kazar reached a small area, where he saw the two, one a acrosian and a half-breed. Kazar thought. 'Another half-breed? Just how many are there still?' Kazar slowly got closer to both of them, and put his gear down, and lean on the wall mostly, staring at the acrosian instead of the other hybrid. Kazar hasn't ever seen a acrosian before, so he's curious. But for now he restricted any question's ahead of time, and kept them in his head, before asking. "So, what's with the other half-saiyan?" He said, now looking over to the half-saiyan.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2015 12:29:19 GMT
Monster… Monster… You’re a monster… She wished it was her other’s voice that time, even if the result would be her acting like a petulant child with her toy taken away. It was better than the very dark, very seductive desire to burn every single one of these humans as they looked down upon her. She was stronger than them, more likely most intelligent than them and they were just humans! Just as an image of Bing crossed her mind, the voice of another caught her attention and she looked up from the briefcase to observe a unique Changeling appear to defend her, his logic almost mirroring her own.
Zerori narrowed her eyes, glancing back down at the briefcase before taking a deep intake of air and kneeling down. “The hell am I even doing…” The wind had scattered much of the case but what was left in bundles was easy to gather back up. He approached her, asking about what the issue was. She was almost offended, given the fact that she didn’t even ask for help but the biting remark died on her tongue as she got back to her feet, suitcase in hand. “Well, ‘Officer’,” She couldn’t help but snidely remark with a half smile, “I was here, having a spot of fun when it suddenly didn’t feel as fun anymore – especially when the man who owned this suit case didn’t like the game in the first place.”
Another came up, asking about her in a most obvious way before she rolled her eyes and threw her arms up in the air, “I must be a popular face if I’m approached by two well-meaning ‘officers of the law’.” Tossing the case to the Arcosian, she began to walk off again with a sour expression, “Take it; the amount of money in there probably wouldn’t do me much good anyway…”
She didn’t need a scouter to know she didn’t care what they thought about her, walking over to an outside café to find a seat.
((Don’t be shy, she’s just… sour xD Again, sorry for the late responses!))
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Post by Defrosch on Jan 2, 2016 12:34:58 GMT
"Officer, eh? Damn, thats actually a new one. Props to you for originality." Defrosch scoffed folding his arms. "Well, you'd be surprised how little fondness people have for fire- Wait what?" Oh dear, looks like he wasn't expecting the suitcase to be tossed! Defrosch almost spectacularly fumbled catching the suitcase, and he indeed would have, had he not remembered a neat little trick that he could pull off with his ki. This was of course his Liquid Ki ability, with it, he made a quick buffer to easily set the suitcase down. "Phew. Close one." He picked up the suitcase and examined it for any details as to who it belonged to. "Uhhh... Anyone know a.. Zitio Tony? Is that the guy that ran off?" Nobody answered, mostly due to still being a fair bit wary of the impulsive hybrid Saiyaness. "Oookay, I'll just... Find them later then."
Defrosch looked over to the new arrival, another hybrid Saiyan that he had sensed a few moments ago. "How the heck should I know? Do I look like some kinda mindreader to you?" While it was true that he wasn't a mindreader, he could tell that the Saiyaness was a bit salty at the moment, a state of being that Defrosch was all too familiar with.
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Post by Kazar Winters on Jan 7, 2016 1:14:02 GMT
"Pfft- Well i wouldn't say you are, but knowing this world you don't really know what people can do right?" He said at the acrosian. He did make a good point, though 2,000 year's after the manga, it would make sense that people can almost do anything nowadays. "So what's in the brief case?" he looked over the acrosian and looked at the case.
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Post by Zerori on Jan 7, 2016 17:17:54 GMT
 Sat at the table with a grimace on her face, she would balance her face in one hand as she looked over, watching the two speak for a while as she tried to calm herself down. Ordinarily, she’d not be affected at all by the jeers of people around her – they didn’t matter in the long run when it came to her goals. The problem was she wasn’t able to figure which goal to pursue and why she needed to pursue them anymore. The dragon balls were already used, Bing was watching her power somehow with god powers, and she’d met an old friend just in time for them to find split back up again. A waitress came over, giving her a cautious once over before Zerori looked over at her with a snarl, causing the woman to take a step back in fright. Staring at her, the demoness hybrid counted to three before letting out a sigh, “Vodka… on the rock, straight, I… don’t care out.” “M-M’am, this is a café. We… We don’t have alcohol, I’m afraid,” She seemed about ready to run right there as Zerori closed her eyes with growl. “Then what do you have?!” “A-Ah!? M-Milk shakes, erm-! Some ice creams and cakes, M-M’am!” At the mention of ice scream and cakes, Zerorifelt her ire calm significantly and she let out a relief sigh. “Yeah, uh… vanilla ice cream and a slice of red velvet cake… please?” Her voice seemed to strain the nicety at the end, wanting to just put her face in her arms and disappear for a while to sleep. As the waitress ran off, she reached into her chest armor to take over a credit chip and stopped suddenly. Nothing. She moved her hands to her spandex pants, patting it. Not there. “…No.” Reaching her right hand to her left arm, she waved over the Materializer Band and waited for her wallet to appear in her palm. The light blinked a couple times before it stilled to a red before going off again. …She didn’t have her wallet. Well, fuck this day in particular! Her hand came up to rub her face, a headache threatening to emerge and she looked over at the two. Blinking a couple of times, she remembered the cash and grinned. Removing her hand from her face, she called them over, “Hey! That cash and your asses – bring ‘em over and have a drink with me! We’re friends, right?” Her saccharine tone bellowed across the street and crooked a finger at them, beckoning them to hither with a not-as-sweet-as-she-hoped-it-would-be smile. ((Here's some much needed muse to the rescue!)) |
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Post by Defrosch on Jan 10, 2016 7:55:39 GMT
"Hey, I could be. Well, I'm not, but I could be." Defrosch shrugged to the Human-Saiyan hybrid. "I'd rather avoid it. Why would I try being something so... Rude and annoying." He made a comical 'bleh' gesture at the thought of the dreaded... Telepathy. He looked between the suitcase and the Saiyan. "... Bees. Yeah. Its... Full of bees." This was of course, a rather disastrous attempt at lying, considering that there is money floating along the ground...
As well as the fact that the Demon-Saiyan hybrid quite plainly mentioned 'cash' and not 'bees'. "I think I know where this is going..." Defrosch groaned. "Damned if I do, damned if I don't." He wandered over to the Saiyaness with the suitcase behind his back. "Don't tell me, you've lost your wallet?" He wasn't sure how to react to her smile, but he figured that she wasn't very used to making such an expression. "Didn't know Arcosians could befriend people so easily. Y'know, usually cuz of the whole 'being huge assholes' thing that we do." He said somewhat sarcastically- but not in a nasty way- giving a nonchalant shrug. "I could cover something with my own Zeni probably, sooo..."
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Post by Zerori on Jan 19, 2016 1:03:38 GMT
(( Kazar Winters , come right back on it when you're ready! Don't want this to peter out.)) ![]()  It appeased her to see the Arcosian making his way over, his first guess right on the money – pun intended. She didn’t know what to think of the other saiyan quite yet but she didn’t bother him with coming over quite yet now that she had a victim. At his question, she scoffed with a bit too much dramatic flair, “Me? Psh, no!” She laughed, not telling him the truth even if it was plainly obvious. “Trust me, uh…” She gestured towards him to try and catch his name, before continuing, “-I’ve met my fair share of Arcosians and it’s a crowd I’m comfortable with.” She kept secret the bit where she didn’t overly trust her own people, the saiyans. Leaning toward him while in her seat, she pointed to another chair across from her before she smirked, “I’m tight on cash right now. I’ll pay you pay, promise – I never go back on an arrangement.” She winked at him, the expansive meaning most likely lost on him. She looked over, seeing the waitress come from inside the restaurant with her dishes and looked to the changeling. “When she comes over, go ahead and get something!” She asked for the case, “And by the Gods, just take some cash from that – that old man ain’t gonna come after me for it! He knows better, by now…” Setting her plate down, Zerori thanked the lass with a wink before taking the fork up to start eating. At the first taste of the cake, her tail would hackle up before swishing back and worth beside her contentedly. “Mm,” She grunted simply, finishing the bite. “I love Earth desserts,” She chuckled and got another bite, grinning at the Arcosian fiendishly, “Wanna bite? I don’t mind sharing when I’m in a good mood!” |
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Post by Defrosch on Jan 21, 2016 12:42:27 GMT
Apparently the demonic Saiyaness was also a terrible liar. Defrosch rolled his eyes. "Y'know what, don't worry about the wallet thing. I know a scam when I see one don't get me wrong, but... I'd much rather avoid unnecessary trouble, see?" He set the suitcase beside the seat across from the strange hybrid and sat down. "Doesn't mean ya can't have a bit of fun though, yeah? I seriously doubt you meant that bit about liking Arcosians. I mean... Shit, I don't like em, and I am one!" He looked off to the side and muttered under his breath, tail twitching in agitation. "But can ya blame a guy for not liking some bunch'a stuffy assholes..." Fortunately, he was brought back to reality when the waitress came past to ask him what he wanted. "O-oh, uh... One banana-caramel milkshake. Can I get some marshmallows with that please?" It was almost as if he had become another person for a moment. Wouldn't an Arcosian usually want something... Fancier?
Defrosch let down his mouth-plate and smiled awkwardly to the waitress. Looks like he's got some work to do as well. He turned his attention back to the Saiyan after that brief moment of awkwardness as the waitress gently backed away. One hell of a day to work at a cafe, apparently. "Uh, no I'm fine. I'll just wait for my thing."
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Post by Zerori on Jan 24, 2016 3:11:46 GMT
 Zerori laughed at how quickly he was able to see through her, taking another bite of her cake. When he expressed that he didn’t believe she actually liked his kind, admittedly because he didn’t like them, she waved her fork at him to dispel the opinion, “Hey, it’s because you guys know how to live is what catches my attention!” She took another bite, expanding upon her declaration, “You live by your own rules and fuck every one else and besides that,” She took another bite, chewing and finishing with a grin, “I’ve heard that many are quite charming in business.” By the expression on her face, she wondered if he understood the implications. As she finished her cake, mood elevated and her stomach satisfied, she pushed her plate to the side as he ordered. “That’s an interesting choice of topping,” She mumbled with a half smile, eye brows knitted upwards. Getting back to business, Zerori leaned her chin into her hand while supporting her elbow on the table. “So, what’s your name?” He didn’t really get the hint that she wanted his name before so she spelled it out with a smirk. “The names Zerori, by the way. Figured the introduction is a bit late since you’re paying for my dessert.” By how relax she appeared to be, it was clear she didn’t think he was going to leave without paying. If it doesn’t, I couldn’t really care. What are they gonna do, arrest me?
((Sorry for the short length ^^'))
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Post by Kazar Winters on Jan 24, 2016 15:54:24 GMT
Seeing as the acrosian left and went into the cafe along with the other saiyan or half saiyan, kazar decided to follow up in their footsteps and walk into the cafe. He sat down at the same table, and simply ordered for a coffee. His eye's then wonder off from the waitress then at zerori. "And my name's kazar." He said while he leans back in the chair getting relaxed. "Soo the acrosian lied, i know the difference with bee's and money. But if you look at it a different way acrosian, some people would call it bee's only just making your lye even worse. Anyways" His looks at zerori. "So exactly what are you doing at the city zerori?"
(Sorry for the DAMN LATE reply, and sorry if i cut in, but i needed to post since i haven't in a while. sorry ^-^)
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