Otto
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Post by Otto on Jan 25, 2016 22:51:24 GMT
Otto was in high orbit around the planet, inside of the grizzly hull of his ship, the Leviathan. It was about noon, and a very peculiar feeling had washed over the man's body. Otto was hungry... He had scoured the stolen alien ship for any sign of something that looked like food. He had only found what could be described as a glucose dispenser that poured out a thick yellow substance with a sweet smell to it and the consistancy of applesauce. For the past couple of days he had been consuming the stuff, but it wasn't cutting it for Otto. He needed something delicious, something that he could chew on and get the satisfaction of eating the way nature intended- like a cup of hot ramen noodles. With nothing but hunger on his mind, the engineer extraordinaire made his way to the helm at the right side of the captain's chair on the right side of the amber glowing luminescent bride. He slipped his finger onto the control and began lowering the ship down into the atmosphere. From the look of the terrain where he was lowering, he could see a large grassy plain before him. The ships thrusters made a low humming noise across the plains as it hung over the clouds. Finding a suitable landing zone here was easy, and within minutes Otto's ship was sitting comfortably on the grasslands. Otto lowered the ships ramp and stepped outside, searching the area with his scouter. A small village was in the distance, where he could see farmers and other individuals peering with curiosity at the arrival of the behemoth of a spaceship. Some in the village would surely be fearful, but Otto was here on a mission of buying delicious food, he had no quarrel with them. He walked quietly through the plains in his large suit of power armor, his face hidden beneath his helmet. As he came closer to the village, most of the inhabitants began moving indoors, fearful about the strange man's intentions. Nostalgic Ayumu/ Emer Claiming zeni for this btw
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 26, 2016 0:58:44 GMT
While this large mechanoid being was starting to bring its massive feet towards the town, a small stall was placed infront of the village, a strange sign depicted on the front, almost as if it was way too convienant while a title was apparant, "The oni's resting place" was depicted in bold letters before simply reading the wooden sign pinned in the ground by the side was "Free food!". The entire situation being rather blunt and rather simple, it was super suspicious yet from within you could only sense a single person with a rather high power level along with a single person standing in the middle with the powerlevel depicted at a perfect 0 yet still being able to be traced. Slowly moving his hands towards the vegetables laying to the side and finely slicing them, as the scent of a curry based recipe was starting to seep out along with freshly baked bread, the stall looking rather shabby and detoriated and many details were faded out as grafitti was written all over its outside. Inside the person with 0 Pl, was simply humming away while starting to ignite a few fires in the nearby vacinity while lifting up a few logs of wood. Preparing for any potential customers.
His hand running over the thick plate of stone while starting to think away in his mind, slowly stirring away while going over the first time he had prepared curry. Almost like a waft of chance and luck was it that he became able to make something along the lines of curry. Having tried so many diffrent recipes during his time of growing up he can still remember the words of his wife when he was trying to cook and she was facing another terrible recipe from his improvised ingredients. Even at some point making a chicken fondue using garlic and anchovies, it was absolutely disgusting! Yet when at some point he brought himself to cook a big stew, letting it boil for a while and finely weighing off ingredients, he got a interesting response at one time. Slowly being taught the wonders of what was curry, a delicious addition to most recipes and even on a sandwich at some points as he had managed to figure out his own version from continiously pursueing his goals and dreams. Always fighting hard and bringing forwards a massive ton of recipes, papers and notes of everything he had learned that were burned into his memory before simply starting to shake his head and reaching out to a small cloth in his pocket, slowly wiping away the tears on his face before nodding his head. Knowing he had to remain strong and bring forwards the best food in the world for every customer in the world. May they be animals, children, adults, demons, anybody who would visit his little place would be given a simple chance towards the future via the hearty dose of meals and ingredients he had stored in this small little stall!
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Post by Emer on Jan 26, 2016 19:55:19 GMT
What was he doing here? He couldn't exactly put it as his top priory, in fact .Emer's top priorty should be getting back to the condition he was in... But his body just wouldn't let him at the moment... He needed a few more days of rest... But constantly bumping into fights, had surely slowed down his own progress. He had fought with Mimikku, then with her daughter Aina... What else could he do... And the saddening part about it, Aina was older than him... That's something that'd be hard to forget... Letting a small sigh escape the giant mans lips, he looked around not sure what was going on. There was almost nobody in the streets of this village. The sound of a ships engine could be heard over head, as it slowly came down to the grassy plains... Perhaps it was another invasion? That's why people where gathering indoors. As if that'd protect them.
Standing there for a moment, in the middle of the streets, a weird shape began to appear before him... It was definitely a strange sight. Emer had seen giant monkeys, a giant green man... A fat little creature. A small lizard like person... But this was on a whole new level... It looked like a giant walking metal machine had appeared in the middle of no where... He has seen snake ladies, snake men... A freaking tree person, and demons... But never before had he seen a walking metal suit of armor. As it approached closer, Emer couldn't get an exact read on this person... In fact he couldn't get one at all... This man seemed to had no power behind him... Was it possible that it was indeed just a machine? That can't be right... There must be someone controlling it somewhere around here.
As the metal man was approaching, he could probably see the Kagami standing there. His upper body covered in a white bandage, there was no shirt, his scars where completely covered, as he was wrapped with the white cloth, of strange material Mimikku had brought him. It was something called Gauze? If he remembered correctly. As the man approached, he could start getting a feel for Emer's height. The Kagami stood at seven foot ten. An impressive height among the Kagami, he was missing his right arm. The sun making his hair shimmer in different colors... As his red eyes focused on the shape getting closer... No matter how hard he stared, it seemed that the man was literally a walking piece of armor. Suddenly a smell caught Emer's own nose as he looked up at a rickety old shake. "That... Is so lame.." Suddenly a power level higher than his own could be felt inside of the small shop.
Seems this village had more to it than what it appeared. Turning his attention back to the approaching metal man. He thought it over for a second... If it was really an invasion... He didn't need to participate in it. He was in no condition to fight. Turning to the right, the Kagami entered the small restaurant, as he entered, the smell got stronger. Just what in the world was it though... It wasn't like anything he had ever smelt. Looking around, he saw someone over in the distance igniting a small fire, while the place inside was abandoned... It felt like the small person starting the fire was alone... If it wasn't for him being able to sense the higher power level within, he would of assumed so. Standing there though, he looked awkward for how tall he was... And his appearance of lacking a shirt, he normally had a cloak to cover his body. Instead he was just in some pants, shoes, and gauze. Heading over to a table, the Kagami sat down closing his eyes.
Muttering to himself the Kagami spoke. "I wonder... what's going to happen now." His head slowly leaning back against the wall... Man was he tired.
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Otto
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Post by Otto on Jan 28, 2016 0:54:29 GMT
Otto’s trek to the village was coming to a close, as he saw a stall being placed in front of the village at the entrance. He turned his head slightly left with curiosity, when his eyes made out the sign hanging above the stall that read “The Oni’s Resting Place”, and more imporantly “Free food!”. Otto brought up his left arm, the one with the gloved hand, and made a ‘touchdown’ gesture. He of course had his suspicions about anyone crazy enough to offer free food up, he did have a bounty on his head now after all... but having eaten nothing but strange goop from the alien vessel that he had acquired, his stomach pushed him from taking precaution. Otto could not make out the smell of the food, his helmet always smelling of the rubber casing that kept it bound to his face and the artificial blandness of filtered air.
Otto got within shouting distance. In his suit he stood at about six foot two, and small smatterings of rust and burn marks could be readily seen around his armor. With his left hand he reached up to the back of his head, and it split apart horizontally towards the face. After pulling it off he snapped it back together and tucked it under his right arm. Otto had a gaunt looking face, with white hair that stuck up rather wildly. Immediately his nose picked up on the smell of herbs and spices in the air, and he smiled. He spotted an older looking gentleman preparing some food, and his mouth watered… a bit of drool seeping down from the left corner of his mouth.
“What’s on the menu, old man?” Otto asked with a grin as he approached. Out of the corner of his eye he caught what had appeared to be a wounded man out of the corner of his eye that had stolen his attention. He caught himself staring a bit at the man, who seemed to be missing one of his appendages. Perhaps… Otto could help the poor sod out, he had been able to mechanize a small dog, so surely a mechanical limb wouldn’t be out of the realm of his possibilities. Otto was further captivated by the strange lights coming off of the pale hair of the man, and saw some familiarity in the red eyes. He quickly realized that this was a member of a species that he had encountered before… the woman from the Blue Banner Army that had assisted him in clearing out some slavers just days ago. But it was more than that, in his days as a slave to an Arcosian pirate lord. Earth made sense as a refuge for the Kagami, he supposed.
Realizing that he had been staring, and likely missing anything that the older gentleman had responded with when he asked, he turned his head back to the elderly cook.
“Ohh, um so yea what are you cooking up?” Otto asked. He moved closer to the stall and brought his hand up to make a half-ass whispered. “Is your grandson over there alright? He looks pretty battered up,” Nostalgic Ayumu Emer
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 30, 2016 4:34:20 GMT
Slowly hearing the stomps approuch the area while awaiting the entering of the person, instead the old man saw somebody else enter slowly. Wandering in like a stumbling old fool while slowly looking him up and down, while slowly widening the grin on his face, he could not really let himself show too much worry while simply showing positivity, radiating it from nearly every fibre of his being, realizing the sheer beauty of the hair of this creature that sat there in the corner, it was rather soon that he snapped his head back towards the person that had come down to the chair infront of him. Simply asking what kind of food he would be preparing before asking if that was his kid before suddenly losing my calmth and starting to laugh rather loudly.
"That? A grandson of mine? I would accept him in the family but he may need this first, hey, i will cook you two a meal up that both breaks your flavour buds with deliciousness and helps you two revitalize your bodies, but for now, would you mind handing these herbs to him?"
Before pointing at a small stack of herbs that could fit in one's mouth and pointing at the guy in the corner with his abnormal height while shouting over to him.
"Hey pal, it may be smart to consider chewing on those! Earth may look like a bunch of brutes to most but in my expierience on this planet for the last few hundred years those herbs speed up the healing systems of the natural body. You may even be lucky enough to feel minor scratches fade after a few minutes as these grow from the foilage of the plant where a senzu bean grows from, soaked in the compost from that miracle plant!"
Laughing rather loudly before then thinking to himself and wondering for a moment, almost as if questioning himself before then speaking out to the mechanoid once again.
"Hey, Are you able to give him something to fill that lil arm gap?, I am making you two a free meal after all, but if there is any payment this old man needs to consider... Just call me Ayumu by the way, Just visit me and i am willing to pay for anything. I am not here to judge anybody that is evil, good or neutral, i am simply here to feed the hungry and keep the healthy healthy, even if that means curing hat may be a official demon that killed planets."
His smile being a stupid old grin, one benefitting of a careless old man who threw the past of every warrior to the winds while being able to listen for as long as he had too, just so he could help others improve, yet what brought him truely in the interest of you all was the mere occurance of meeting you all in the same location right here. Was this a curse? Or a gift by the gods to grant this one armed man a chance to cure up and regain one of his lost limbs? Either would be rather possible today while the powerlevel he had on himself was a mere 0, the strenght that was apparant in the area came from the backroom, where a small set of noises were heard as if things were falling down while somebody was running around back there.
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Post by Emer on Feb 2, 2016 19:30:34 GMT
It didn't take long for the robotic man to enter the small shop... It seemed that he was also drawn into the small area, maybe it was because of the power level they had both sensed, or probably because of the sign for free food... Overall Emer had come in here to get solace from the invasion, and yet here the strange man was walking in where he had been. Before he notice, the robotic man had sat at the front of the restaurant striking up what seemed to be a pleasant conversation with the cook... It was strange to Emer... They talked as if they had known one another before, but had been complete strangers in a way.Picking up on parts of their conversation he heard the man asking if he had been the older mans grandson. A small laugh escaped from Emer, as he just shook his head. The laugh wasn't very audible, but when they old man shouted towards him the Kagami looked up.
He was talking about how Emer should probably chew on some of the herbs this planet had to offer. Looking at the man he spoke up slightly. "I do not intend to eat anything that I don't know about... Mostly because half of the foods offered here on earth, are poisonous to my race... Especially this thing you call meat.." He said referring to when the snake woman had decided to prepare him some stew... She had thrown in some boar that she had found, and nearly killed Emer that night on accident. The Kagami couldn't digest meat, simply because their home planet lacked the item... Their stomachs not yet advanced enough to break it down. They all grew up on just fruit and vegetables.... And yet, there was this thing that many others ate that could kill them.
Attuning back to the conversation at hand, Emer heard them talking about his arm, his eyes turned to the pair of men before he spoke. "I don't care what you say about arms, I don't have use for something that'll eventually break, and become useless just as my original had become... There's no reason to replace something, that was so easily removed in the first place." He said with a snarling like tone. Even though he could sense that the power level of those ahead of him, had been a bit stronger, especially the one in the distance. Though, he still couldn't pick up on the metallic man... Then again, it wasn't the first time he hadn't been able to sense someone before... There was that one thing that had claimed to be an android at one point... Sheesh what he'd do to go back to the past.
But it was useless hoping to go back, sure he had been stronger than anyone else back then, but what had that caused him? It had caused his down fall, that everyone he had known, turned against him. He had one girl that choose to stay close to him, Mimikku, she tried to kill him several times. Often not sneaking in his room, thinking she had been watching him without his knowing. But for a solider such as himself, Emer had grown accustomed to those things... Suddenly his eyes made contact with the man starring at him the entire time. A small sharp smile appeared on his face, for some reason it seemed that the robotic man had grown interested in Emer. "Sorry bud, I'm not into those kind of things anymore." His tone a bit sarcastic, but at the same time, it was all to obvious of what he meant with that small sentence.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 23, 2016 17:30:42 GMT
(Sorry ottoman, But... 20 days D:)
While noticing what had been going on in this moment, Ayumu brought his hands towards the table, letting the situation simmer down before chuckling to himself about the mental pun he had brought forwards as a accidental remark untill the sudden realization came. Looking at the herbs he had placed down before simply shaking his head and placing down a massive book, well, That was a bit below the size of this book, easily ranging from what you could guess to 5000-6000 pages, while tapping the cover and sitting down nearby you, making his way over rather quickly before smiling softly.
"You do not consume what you do not know, but this book is known for medical herbs and ingredients, just read through this massive book and pick whatever you want and i will make it for you"
Before taking out a small weapon, a revolver, the scent of gunpowder coming from within it making it noticeable that it was loaded with more than just a single bullet, meaning this was not some game of russian roulette before nodding softly.
"If you even consider the scent like a poison, put it right between my eyes, i am not here to make a joke recipe..."
Starting to let out a bouldering laugh, his entire body started to shake from this laugh he was bringing forwards, as a worried tone was hidden underneath, trying to be certain that everything he was giving you was safe was already a problematic choice, having used so many diffrent kind of spices, ingredients, every single item that was visible on this menu was something people barely got in contact with so obviously there were some that were worried. But for the first time in a extremely long period of time he was able to pull out his massive hand written encyclopedia with his carefull handwriting depicted on every page as a dried version was pasted on the page along with a drawing of a fresh one to give a clear impression of how it was supposed to look like. Some had a small diffrence of just the tips of their leaves but others were quivering and alive while still being a fully plant like object, along with the fruits that depicted its pages. Just exactly what was brought forwards in this strange depiction of the world, the strange book that was giving a million diffrence recipes simply by combining them while his eyes slowly lifted up towards you, gazing towards you and speaking softly.
"How did you get those wounds?, If you want me too i could attempt to help you cure yourself as i am sad to hear you already stopped believing in your very own body."
Shaking his head softly before looking at his own hands and nodding rather fiercely, almost as if resuming his original thought process of wanting to make you both something delicious and something that would cure most wounds in your body, herbs are a amazing tool for cooks, doctors and many more, but the customer just had to believe in them.
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Post by Zerori on Apr 26, 2016 21:22:31 GMT
Nostalgic Ayumu 1,583 <-- Word count1,646 <-- PL gains143,523 PL --> 145,169 PL~-~-~-~ Otto 861 <-- Word count1,137 <-- Zeni gains0 Zeni --> 1,137 Zeni~-~-~-~ Emer (TBA*) 1,273 <-- Word count??<-- PL/Zeni gains?? PL/Zeni --> ?? PL/Zeni
*PM me what you would like!
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