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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 14, 2016 0:39:35 GMT
The couple was surprised that so many people had gathered at once, however they both kept silent as they listened to the split conversations that everyone had seemed to enter. Chili, the young zoanthrope, piped up and answered Celmaru's greeting inquiries like a friend. Silently thanking the little canine that he didn't bring up their last meeting, the hybrid responded in kind to Chili. " We've been doing fine, thank you for asking. I hope you've learned a thing or two upon your travels, Chili." Phae, meanwhile, kept most of her attention on Core Stold, the small child within this spontaneous group. He seemed to have little to speak of with the others, however the other child, Kay-El, seemed to have known Core. Phae smiled as she briefly turned away from the arcosian, nodding at his polite kindness. As another one of his kind had appeared, Celmaru quirked a brow at him, curious as to how many people would reveal themselves today. The other arcosian had revealed himself, noting Arynx's existence, and momentarily rocked out to Arynx's previous album's tune. Celmaru held back the urge to bring the larger changeling to reality, however he had done so himself already. A sheepish expression upon his face from minor embarrassment, he introduced himself as Defrosch. Returning to gesture in kind, Celmaru and Phae introduced themselves to Defrosch. " Hello Defreosch, my name is Celmaru Waterfield-" " And I am known as Phae Waterfield, this man's wife." A soft blush permeated throughout the hybrid's facial features as he sheepishly agreed to her claim in a silent fashion. Their simple greetings didn't last long, however, as an odd man in a violet suit appeared in the park, screaming to the heavens about his presumed title, and of his.... interesting name. Jax Punchlust had revealed himself in a rather strange fashion, as he proceeded to tear away his shirt, exposing his hairy chest. Closing his eyes, Celmaru turned away from Jax as he pinched the bridge of his nose, hoping to regain his composure after seeing such a sight. Phae, however, nearly burst out in laughter from the sight, knowing that the man was clearly embarrassing himself. She hid her tiny lips behind her feminine hand as she resisted the urge to laugh at the flamboyant bystander. Sighing, the hybrid spoke before anyone else could about Jax, taking an odd amount of initiative. " Please, allow me to silence this man...he seems to be disturbing the other patrons of this public domain." Gently removing his arm from the clutches of his wife, Celmaru quietly floated over towards Jax, a steely expression upon his face. Stopping in midair, just before the middle-aged man's table, Celmaru spoke to him at eye level. The hybrid's voice was calm and collected, yet hardened and threatening. " Sir, you're disturbing those that wish to appreciate the little amount of nature there is on this industrialized Earth, now would you please step down from this table before the police have to arrest you for public indecency." Celmaru folded his arms, preparing for either a fight, or a pitiful excuse to continue. Either way, whatever Jax did, he could fight against it....the hybrid knew he held enough power to do so. Some Humans never end up learning their place, and Celmaru was often compliant to allow them to learn.... one way or another.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2016 23:37:11 GMT
Chili let out a gasp as a quick hand ruffled the hair under his hat, but mostly because somebody had moved his hat. He wasn't too sure how to feel about it but he considered that the rock star meant no harm. He tucked his hat back onto his head tightly and gave a nod and a slight smile at Arynx. His attention brought back once again to his friend Celmaru.
The pup would nod his head "I have! I've done a lot of things actually" he spoke with pride before he scootched over a little, leaning towards the couple and covering one side of his mouth to speak in a slight whisper "I even joined the Galactic Patrol sorta." His eyes would peer up at Celmaru with a sparkle of excitement.
This conversation was suddenly broken by Celmaru introducing himself to the darker colored Arcosian Defrosch. Chili's eyes would then find another pair staring back at him, the shorter arcosian who seemed curious about Chili. The Zoan would blink and give a little wave at him, not sure why he was the one being stared at honestly.
As soon as Celmaru introduced himself Chili also stuck out a paw towards Defrosch "Oh yeah! Me too! Hi I'm Chili, Chili Pepper!" he said excitedly. All of this was going quite swimmingly really, familiar faces and not so familiar faces all conversing. Networking ladies and gentlemen. This was shattered by the arrival of a purple suited pervert.
Chili spun around to stare at the display as he was sure everyone else would be doing. His eyes watched in horror as untamed hips shook in a terrible display. His shadowed eyes would blink from under his cap as he suddenly flashed back into the not so distant past. A purple suit and terrible things happening. Bamboo surrounding him.
The Zoan's head spun as memories of this happening before sprung into his mind. He nearly toppled over but shook it off. He wiped his cold sweat covered brow to find Celmaru confronting Jax Punchlust with definite aggressive intent. The pup regained his composure as he flew up alongside his spiky haired compatriot.
"Wait a minute Mr. Celmaru I've met this guy before! He uh..." Chili turned to Jax and looked him over "...I don't think he's all there really. But I also don't think he means any harm." The dog pleaded with the hybrid, he wasn't really sure how strong either of these two guys were but he imagined the half Saiyan putting someone through a building. "Besides like I said I uhm... kinda work for the Galactic Patrol so I might have to step in if you guys want to get physical" he added.
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Post by Kay-El on Mar 15, 2016 13:38:36 GMT
' Music is the language with which the soul itself communicates. It transcends language, species, culture, and even time. It ties us all together, even if we don't all agree on it,' Yes, that - leave it to a professional to sum it up so perfectly. She turned off the Hannibelle song, pocketing the device and turning back to Core as Arynx spoke to Nana once more. Nana, on the other hand, just felt grateful for the one autograph - when Arynx offered her his signature leather jacket she tried to refuse. " Oh, no, I couldn't - " but when Arynx insisted she couldn't justify refusing anymore without being impolite - and she did appreciate the gesture. " Well, you are quite the gentleman," she said. She wasn't surprised by the discovery, more impressed because people in his generation and occupation typically weren't as nice and kind as Arynx proved himself to be. The jacket fit. A little large on her, but it still fit nicely. After Arynx spoke about Final From she said, " Yes, a sequel to that would have been nice - but I'm sure you have something new up your sleeve? How's writing-" she was cut off by the arrival of a strange man all in purple. Kay stared, distracted from whatever she'd been about to tell Core, as The Purple Man stood on a bench and proclaimed to be doing autographs all day. He posed ludicrously. At five and a half years old, she didn't understand why his legs spread so wide apart - wasn't that unstable? He'd fall, right? good, she thought, and turned back to Arynx. She had no idea who this obnoxious guy was making all this fuss in a park but he was trying to take the focus off of Arynx and at least Kay liked Arynx...which was more than she could say for The Purple Man. "Hey, Arynx," she said loudly, slowly and with purpose. She wanted The Purple Man to hear this. " So now that my nanny has your autograph, can I have one? Pleeeaaase?" She held out a small sketchbook she doodled in to a blank page which was opposite a drawing of a Saiyan male with a bucket helmet. " Also, I'm looking for my brother, Pin...have you seen him?" After she got her autograph, Kay-El turned to the dog and showed him, the tall man he spoke to and that man's wife the picture. " Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt but I'm looking for my brother, Pin...have you seen him?" she asked. All her efforts so far resulted in nothing but failure which felt disheartening, to say the least. Recently, though, she'd gotten advice from a new teacher to never give up. tag Defrosch |
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Post by Defrosch on Mar 16, 2016 13:36:43 GMT
"Hah, yeah. I would've liked a sequel. Although; it does add to the novelty of the album's name doesn't it? Being the one and only 'Final Form' and all that... Wow, oddly profound. I was just spitballin there." Defrosch idly tapped his chin, considering Arynx's offer. "I guess I'll try find my copy of it later. Should probably give it another listen too while I'm at it." The older Arcosian gave Arynx a thumbs up as he looked over the group once again. Defrosch would then turn his curiosity towards the Saiyan and the mass of seaweed that was holding onto his arm... It took Defrosch a moment to notice the fact that this was no ordinary arrangement of aquatic foliage, but in fact another living being. 'Now I've seen everything.' He shook his head back out of his bewildered state as the two introduced themselves. "Well. Aren't you a cute couple." Being an extraterrestrial sometimes broadens your perspective if you're lucky. Apparently marrying sentient seaweed (or a similar creature) isn't uncommon in space. In his bluntness, however, Defrosch would likely not realize what such a statement could cause. For better or worse, right?The little Zoanthrope was something of an energetic and straightforward spirit as well. Turns out this was becoming quite the lively gathering. "Howdy Chili. Cool hat by the way." Defrosch responded in kind with either a handshake or a fist-bump, whichever Chili would prefer. That Arcosian youngling on the other hand certainly didn't seem like he was much of a troublemaker. Perhaps he was more self aware than Defrosch gave him credit for. "Hey, kid." Defrosch gave a small wave, and spoke with a more gentle tone. While it isn't saying much, as it is clear he isn't used to speaking in such a way, its the thought that counts. "Sorry if I scared you a bit. I just.. Don't have very good experiences with others of our kind. I'd rather not go into detail, I hope you understand."
In record time, the area was given an extra dollop of pure concentrated awkwardness in the form of a very flamboyant man in purple, who had begun triumphantly posing. "Whos that clown..?" Weirdly enough, some of these goofy poses were familiar to Defrosch, but he couldn't quite figure out why...
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Post by Arynx on Mar 16, 2016 23:59:22 GMT
Arynx gritted his teeth as he listened to the young Arcosian go on about his music being torturous. He was used to criticism, sure, but it was usually somewhat more...tactful than this. Still, Arynx knew that if he blew a gasket at a kid, regardless of heritage, it would end up all over the news and Edgar Serpente would never let him live it down. So instead, he did his best to ignore it. Ban tried to rescue him by asking about his writing, bless her soul.
And then...HE showed up. A sad, strange little man dressed all in purple and seemingly demanding the spotlight. His presence was not just disruptive, but Arynx found the man almost physically repulsive. Maybe it was his sudden, loud outburst and unusual offering of autographs. Yes, the autograph thing definitely contributed. If one guy is doing a signing (and anyone cared), then Arynx would need to do the same unless he wanted to be torn apart on social media.
And then little Kay-El spoke up, loudly enough for everyone to hear. Arynx sighed. If there was anyone nearby who hadn't noticed him, they were aware of him now. Still, the girl asked for an autograph and so he bent down to oblige. As he signed the blank page, she showed him a drawing of a Saiyan in a helmet. Arynx raised an eyebrow. He'd never heard of a Pin, but even if he had, wouldn't a drawing of the man WITHOUT his helmet on be more effective?
"Sorry to disappoint you, Kay, but I'm afraid I haven't. I hope you find him though."
That was when Celmaru and the young pup named Chili approached the man in purple. Celmaru was surprisingly threatening about it. Arynx hadn't expected such behavior from the man. He could tell that Chili was trying to break it up, but such an adorable pup would likely have little success.
"That clown," Arynx said to Defrosch, "Is someone who is very suddenly going to be without an audience."
With that, Arynx stepped up on the bench he'd been sitting on and turned the internal volume on his guitar to 11. He pumped the essence of his rock into the strings and tore out a thunderous power chord. He let the chord ring out for a moment, let it sink into the ears of those in the park. Once he had their attention, he started to shred the hell out of a solo he'd been working on a day or two prior. For some reason he felt the need to rock as hard as he could, and he did not let up.
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Post by Core Stold on Mar 17, 2016 1:59:13 GMT
Core would giggle a bit as he looked at Kay after Arynx’s speech about music, clearly this was something he wasn’t fully understanding, though this music Kay was showing him was much better, a more relaxing ton and even when Arynx played a bit of it with his own instrument of torture, it didn’t sounded all that bad, he would smile a bit. [Another thing to add to the ‘to-understand’ list pretty soon! Will have to work on that more than I thought?] He would think to himself with a light smile on his face, really, there was nothing back about learning new things from Earthling’s they were mostly all good, and Core hope Arynx wouldn’t take his criticism too badly.
When Core would look around, something got into his visions, a purple man who looked all kind of crazy, but there was an overall madness in this crowd, suddenly, there was plenty of people, all species, culture, ages and power, who were at the same spot, it was the first time Core would see such a thing, it was really something… well… beautiful could work, but it was more interesting, and it was saying a lot about Earth’s place in the universe. The blue planet was a welcoming planet for everyone that would care see a but further than the people that hated some races, the humans that, well not really having bad intentions, would insult people or just look away, saying Earth was better when there was only humans, all that could be looked away from when a scene like this would happen. [This planet… there is just a charm to it isn’t there? Something that draw the attention of many people around to it like some kind of magnet… people from every species… race… culture and planets… just… coming here… and live in peace…] He would think as a wide smile would show up in his face, it was truly a show-off of how awesome this place.
The young child’s philosophical though were interrupted by a new voice, one he wasn’t expecting to hear, and when he turned back to see who was talking to him, he was rather shocked. The older Arcosian he had met before was here, speaking to him and even… apologizing, for the way he looked at him, and he had a reason so there was no reason for Core not to apologize him in return, the youngling would nod and smile at him. ‘’ It is all okay mister, I am happy to see I am not the only Arcosian here to… well… not be plotting total domination or destruction… I had some bad encounter and bad rumors about our kind too… but… I like to think not all of us are evil’’ He would say with a light smile, offering his hand for a shake to the older changeling. ‘’ My name is Core Stold, and what would yours be?’’ He would ask in a polite manner.
After his exchange with the Arcosian and the possible hand-shake, Core would turn back to Kay-El, which was searching for help with her brother, which he had himself though about since she spoke to him about it, he would poke her shoulder, hoping to get her attention as he would whisper lightly to her, if he got her attention that is. ‘’ I was thinking about this, and your brother is probably looking for you as well! So the best idea would be to stand in a rather close location and get yourself known so he could find you easily, as he’s the older brother, he will feel like its him who should look out for you right?’’ He would tell his young friend, smiling as he thought he had a nice idea.
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Mar 17, 2016 21:37:29 GMT
This was terrible. This was possibly the outcome of his campaign yet. Worse then the time he burnt down that orphanage, or the time he was accused of being racist for suggesting Earth should build around itself to keep the Saiyans out. The crowd of people were glaring at him, loud murmurs between themselves could be heard, and it clearly not about the fact that Jax's suit was well-fitted and looked rather nice on himself. If Jax knew show business, and boy, did he know show business, there would be paparazzi within the minute. Then there'd be nothing he could do, and his hairy chested self would be on the cover of every magazine on the planet. Not knowing what to do, Jax just stared at the crowd, hoping for something to happen.
Unfortunately for him, that something was a man yelling at him, and telling him that he was disturbing the peace. He threatened to get the law officials involved, and looked as if he expected some sort of fight from Jax. involved
"Oh, I didn't mean any harm. It seems I may of ride the vibes of the room wrong, heh..."
Jax scratched his head nervously, a few small tears going down his face out of pure anxiety. He could of avoided all of this if he put his funding into a good campaign manager, but no, he had to have more billboards. Big fancy billboards. Looking at those in the audience once more, it was clear they weren't happy about the fact that he had decided to show some skin. To make up for it, Jax took the mass amount of sweat he had formed and whatever scraps of fabric remained of his t-shirt, and combined the two to try to make it stick to his chest. It kind of somewhat worked, with only a few parts of his chest showing, but those that did were mostly covered in unkept hair.
Giving his attention back to the man from before, it seemed a small adorable pup was trying to talk the guy down. In fact, the pup was so adorable that he had a little red outfit and a cute little hat that matched. While giggling at what he thought was a "cute little fellah", Jax was hit by a sudden burst of memory. Back when he was doing his rather masculine training in the woods, covered in his own vomit and killing his stuffed animal friends, he had run into that same zoanthrope. He had stopped that same dog from getting shot by an evil demon. The name of the dog escaped him, and while in all honestly Jax wanted to forget that emotional rollercoaster of a time in life, he was glad to have a chance to run into him again. Making his way to the canine, Jax tried to summon all the swagger he had to show the citizens of the city his "style", swaying his hips back and forth, until he finally interrupted a discussion he was having with the rather upset park-goer.
"Hey dude, I don't know if you remember me but we met back in...", Jax hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't want to fully acknowledge that time a few months back, "...we met back in that crazy bamboo forest, with that little demon guy. He tried to bam-bam you, and I attempted to stop him, until he kind of...well, he blanked out. Man, that was weird. Anyways, we never got to really talk much back there so I just wanted to formerly introduce myse-"
Suddenly, as if to challenge Punchlust, the man of style and grace himself, the "rockstar" pulled out his guitar and started to go crazy with a solo. He made sure he music was as loud as possible, reaching so far back that even a few people outside of the park could hear. And everyone ate it up. Everyone in the park was either cheering, dancing, or head-banging along.
"So he thinks he can take me on huh..." Jax cracked his knuckles, as he leaped forward and used a bit of flight to land on the bench right next to the guitar player. "Well then he better get a load of this..."
Without any hesitation on landing, Jax pulled out a kazoo from his pocket, and started to let loose. He let out melodies that many people wouldn't think were possible from the instrument, but somehow the purple man of groovatude figured out a way. He kept right on beat with his opponent solo, but eventually stopped, and through the kazoo down on the ground.
"He thinks he can keep up with this, wait until I unleash the Jaxmania..."
"Hey, I'm all for some guitar man, but I think we need a new beat in here..." Giving the audience a wink, Jax started making numerous signs with his fingers, most of them which didn't have any meaning as he laid down some lyrics to try to win the hearts of the crowd. "Look, I know I must seem a bit hysterical, but you better listen to my parable, cause I'm going to get lyrical. I'm the purple man of show, and this rap will be hurtful don't you know. 'Cause it's going to be so real, man, you won't even be able to deal...these mad lyrics will have stunned within a couple of minutes. You may judge me based on my appearance, but trust me you've hit talent's upper limit. 'Cause I'm Jax Punchlust, and I'm funky fresh. 'Cause I'm Jax Punchlust who you're about to meet in the flesh. Son, look at yourself, you're just a gosh darn mess. So stand down, 'cause Jax is here now. And guess what? We can do this all day, this little dance, but there ain't no point, because look man, you don't stand a chance..."
When the final verse ended and he was done spitting and yelling in the rock star, Jax did a backflip off the bench while kicking his kazoo in such a way that landed back in his pocket, as he did a peace sign and blew a kiss towards Arynx.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 19, 2016 21:52:24 GMT
Celmaru turned to face Chili, any threatening intent fading into nothing. He couldn't lose himself to his rage, especially before those he had just met. Chili Pepper himself was another factor among this; he was apparently now a member of the Galactic Patrol, the organization that Beryl Roarke had told him about. Sighing, the hybrid descended onto the ground.
"Don't worry Chili....I'm not going to assault this...man. I just desired a quiet day with Phae, truly, I did. However it seems that some are just at the wrong place at the wrong time."
Leaving the canine's red hat upon his head, Celmaru patted the zoan's head almost apologetically. He attempted to ignore Jax for the time being, and return to Phae to continue along with their day. However, Arynx and Jax had very different opinions on the matter. The music star had begun "rocking out", playing a thunderous solo with his electric guitar. Phae had clamped her thin hands around her ears to block out some of the violent noise, but 'twas in vain. The power of rock that the guitar emanated was stronger than any warrior; and invaded the couple's eardrums. Celmaru didn't particularly mind the solo, however he wasn't the biggest fan of it, all things considered.
"....This is going to escalate, isn't it?"
Meanwhile, Phae briefly spoke with Defrosch, noting how Celmaru and Phae looked cute together. She blushed softly and guided her hands to her cheeks, her mind wandering somewhere else.
"My, well...Celmaru is just so cute when he's embarrassed...and he's a nice man once he opens up to you..."
Phae had lost herself in her fantasies once again, blushing more furiously than before. Meanwhile, the hybrid muttered to himself as another source of music revealed itself; Jax Punchlust and his unorthodox kazoo came into earshot of many, distracting the hybrid from what was truly happening around him. Too many things were happening around him, and Jax was another cause of this overwhelming sense of distraction; he didn't know what to focus on. An impossible mix of both rock and kazoo music penetrated the hybrid's ears, forming a massive headache.
'Kami, why? This sounds terrible!'
Making his way to his wife, Celmaru grasped her hand, and shot up into the sky. A brief gasp escaped Phae's lips as she was brought up into the air, a few feet above the average skyscraper. The hybrid needed an escape from the abominable noise.
"Celmaru, why are you-"
"Phae, I really need to not hear any more thunderous noises for a while..."
"Why is that?"
"A rock solo and the kazoo played from a man that thrusts his pelvis everywhere...its a terrible mix."
As the hybrid grasped his forehead with his free hand, Jax began rapping...oh so terribly. It was cringe-worthy, unbearably cringe-worthy. Celmaru felt an overwhelming urge to silence Jax, yet he forced himself to not throw a blast at the Human's head. Shaking his head to shake off the headache, as it nearly reached the level of a migraine.
"Come on...let's just wait this out..."
Celmaru began to descend to the ground, with Phae closely following him. She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck like usual, however she began timidly stroking Celmaru's temples, hoping to relieve him of his mental affliction.
"...What are you doing?"
"I want to relieve you of this affliction..."
"....Thank you, Phae."
"You're welcome~"
The couple touched down upon the ground once again, and Jax just did a backflip off the table he stood upon previously, and blew a kiss towards Arynx. An expression of disgust permeated throughout both Celmaru and Phae's facial features before disappearing completely, the two regaining their neutral expressions. They both awaited for Jax and Arynx to cease their obnoxious music competition, however long it took. However, if Celmaru became too irritated, he might take action to cease it completely.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2016 23:15:07 GMT
Chili smiled up with glee towards Defrosch as his hat was complimented. "Thanks! It was my dad's!" He said with a smile, and then went for the fist pump. Happy to meet a friendly fellow like this during this park outing. This had all occurred just before the arrival of the ever immortal Jax Punchlust.
Chili's ears popped up as the two arcosians spoke to each other, both of them seemed to be the same race. What that race was, wasn't in Chili's data banks. The Rockstar was also still communicating with the little girl and her nanny? Even offering his jacket to the older woman much to the dog's surprise. The news would let you believe all celebrities have acid in their veins, but this would go to show that they too were just as human... or some form of alien in this case.
With the appearance of Presidential Canidate Punchlust, Chili had to get between him and Celmaru. Conflict was something Chili was hoping could be avoided. Celmaru was luckily very easy to convince as he backed down quickly and gave the canine a head patting. The pup giving a thankful smile back.
His smile changed to intrigue as Jax addressed him finally. Chili's eyes looked him over as he now had overly damp bits of cloth stuck to him in sticky sweat. The dog tried his best not to be rude but his face showed an expression of complete confusion.
Chili raised his eyebrows as Jax attempted to introduce himself. "Oh uh yes Sir I do remember you. I... that was quite the day. Uhm but yeah I'm Chil-" The pup being cut off as well before he could give an introduction.
The young girl had shown Chili a rather nice drawing of a man in armor and a helmet of some sorts, it followed with a question. "Your brother is missing?" The pup asked before reaching into his jacket and producing a small pad of paper and a pen. "I don't think I've seen him, but I'm part of the Galactic Patrol so I could talk to my leader about keeping an eye out for him or something." The canine confirmed as he tried to do a bit of a literary description of the picture. "Where's the last time you saw hi-"
Chili had been cut off again as both Arynx and Jax began to have a showdown of the century. Guitar versus kazoo, which was less spectacular as one would assume. The masterful kazoo playing being followed by a spoken word verse.
Chili really wasn't too impressed with the displays, both were good but together it was a hellish mix. The dog looked around and clapped his hands for both of them. While his mind once again had a similar thought "Why do I keep running into crazy?"
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Post by Kay-El on Mar 20, 2016 1:30:50 GMT
Kay-El looked at Chili, hope shining in her dark eyes and, for the something'th time (she'd lost count now) she got another resounding but heartfelt 'no.' When the Zoan asked if Pin was missing she shook her head quickly and said, " No, no, nothing like that...it's just, he's my brother and we've never met but he's all the family I have left in the world. I figured...maybe I could find him." She sniffled, tears welling in her eyes but she pushed on. This was the first time she'd actually talked about what happened during her journey with anyone that wasn't Nana. " I was supposed to find him on Namek but our Pod got damaged and knocked off course-" and then the music started, if one could call it that, and she burst into tears. The combination of yet another let down, reliving parts of the treacherous journey to Earth (and after arrival), and now the loud clamor of music right next to her ears was just too much for the five year old who felt as if she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. She just stared blankly at The Purple Man making the worst of the noise. At least Arynx could play the guitar which provided good music, but the kazoo was just ugly noise she had no appreciation for. Tears made fresh tracks down her slightly dirties face from playing in the park earlier and she rubbed at her eyes in an attempt to clear them of the pesky, salty water. Her attempts bore no fruit and the child trembled silently with the force of her tears. Ban got down on one knee and hugged her close, pressing a kiss to the top of her curly mass of hair tied up with its bow. " Shhh, it'll be alright, Birdie. Too much excitement, I think," she added and looked at Chili. " Thank you for your attempt to help, Officer," she added, having heard bits of their conversation. She, too, believed Jax's attempt to outshine Arynx to be ridiculous and more childish than Kay-El had ever been in her short life. tag Defrosch |
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Post by Defrosch on Mar 22, 2016 14:03:47 GMT
"Well hey, your dad has a good sense of style." Turning his attention away from Chili as the energetic pup hopped away, Defrosch stood in relative awe at the bizarre cacophony that befell the park. T'was further proof that Earth always produced oddly amazing things... Regardless of how annoying they were at any given moment.
Defrosch looked over to Core, and he had to admit it was good to see a youngling thinking for themselves rather than by the ignorant and arrogant masses that made up the majority of their kind. "Unfortunately, its not exactly a 'rumor'... I'm guessing you were born off of Arcose, yeah? Usually at your age the 'attitude' has already set in..." Defrosch raised an eyebrow as the young Arcosian mentioned their honest (yet naive) hope in not all Arcosians being bad people. The elder one was unsure how to respond to that, seeing it as a bad move to ruin this kid's happy mood, he decided to leave it be and just accept the handshake that was offered. "I'm Defrosch."
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Post by Arynx on Mar 23, 2016 2:45:44 GMT
Arynx watched as Jax busted out...a...a kazoo?! A fucking KAZOO?! Oh, this motherfucker. This purple-suited dumpster fire of a person. Arynx rarely felt particularly violent, but in this case his hackles were officially raised.
Who brings a kazoo to a rock-off? REALLY?
What was worse than Jax and his kazoo, however, was that people were looking absolutely mortified. Some people were fleeing the scene, others covered their ears. Some held up their phones, presumably taking photos or videos or making SnapChats. This was the true disaster, this was a problem. Arynx thought he might be trapped in some horrible nightmare. Maybe he’d died, and this was hell. Would nobody come forth to end this madness?
And then it stopped. Jax tossed the kazoo, an insufferably smug look on his face. Arynx stopped playing out of shock and abject terror. Jax said something about a new beat, and then proceeded to...to start rapping. It wasn’t even good rap. It was Open Mic Night at the titty bar rap. His beat was inconsistent and his lyrics were questionable at best. Arynx shook his head as the purple-suited monster backflipped and blew him a kiss.
“That’s how it’s going to be?” Arynx said, letting go of his guitar to let it hover in front of him, as if suspended by some invisible guitar strap. He cleared his throat and began his rebuttal.
“Then please bear with me,
‘Cause I’m a bit out of my genre.
But even the kids see
That I’m the king and kami-sama
Of rhythm and rhyming and
The king of our time and
I’ll wreck you, body-check you
And leave you to cry.
You say you’re lyrical,
Must be satirical,
Your shame is empirical.
It’s clear I’m cool
And you’re a fool
Remind me of a broken haiku:”
Arynx took his guitar in hand and strummed out two traditional kabuki notes before continuing,
“A day in the park
Punchlust ruins everything
It’s snowing on Mt. Frappe.”
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Post by Core Stold on Mar 23, 2016 7:41:23 GMT
Core couldn’t be more deceived about this day in a single short moment that would make everything so bad suddenly that it was almost hurting him physically, and it was god damn near the point of hurting him physically with the first thing, the purple man that had started to play some music, and compared to his, even Arynx’s hell stick was like the best sound in the entire worlds, it was so aggressively bad that Core would try to put his hands over his non-existent hear, trying to lower the sound he could hear from him, it was truly horrible to a point were he was thinking a lot about becoming violent and stopping the man from doing such things and sounds that were clearly not pleasant for anyone in the audience, Core even see a mother with two children going away with their hands over their ears, which would picture how bad it was.
The only thing that could have saved this day a little was the meeting for a rather nice Arcosian, the elder changeling named Defrosch, which was someone that Core was liking a bit, despite not knowing him a lot. He was a well-spoken Arcosian, living on Earth and apparently he really had no problem with other species, which was a huge plus for Core to like him, and he seemed to share his dream of seeing Arcosian that wouldn’t be all bad, racist and destructive. ‘’ Nice to meet you Defrosch, it’s hell of a music isn’t it… I think if I had ears… they would be physically hurt by now…’’ He would say as joke, trying to bring up the mood lightly, but it would fail miserable for him.
Then the second, and definitively the worst thing that came on this way came from his friend Kay-El, the person which could have easily saved this day from being a total failure in term of entertainment, not only had totally ignored his proposition, but she was now crying, which took Core’s attention as he would feel something terrible inside him, like it was all his fault if she was crying. He would quickly rush to her and try to do something he had seen a lot of people do to try and comfort someone, gently patting her back with his hand, he was worried about his friend more than he had ever been worried about anything in the world, he would try to cheer her up a bit, though he didn’t knew how. ‘’ I promise you Kay… I’ll find Pin with you… I promise that everything will end up great… we’ll find your brother…’’ Core would try to say, but he would probably notice that it was useless, she was broken, and she probably needed to take off. The Arcosian would look up to Ban in his worried and sad expression. ‘’ You should… take her away from here… I don’t think the music is helping a lot either…’’ Core would say as he was hoping, deep inside, that she would be okay and return.
The music kept going on even if Kay was crying, Arynx though had came back and was now playing, which Core, at his own surprise, was happy about. Of course it was still bad to his hears, but at least it wasn’t half as bad as the purple man’s music, which sounded like the thing you’d hear in hell to the Arcosian. [Maybe I should leave as well if this keep going on…] He would think to himself.
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Mar 23, 2016 16:36:35 GMT
Never before had Jax seen such raw, natural talent of any sort in a single person, especially when it came to music. But this rockstar, no, rock "god", as that was surely what he was dealing with, had proven that some people were just gifted in certain ways. And this person was gifted in rocking everybody's socks off. Not only had they completely demolished Jax's rap with a much more refined group verses of their own, but they had also presented a beautiful haiku, that while insulting, was so simple in it's beauty that it had somehow found a way into Jax's very own soul. Placing a hand over his heart, the purple wearing presidential candidate let out a couple more tears.
"That was beautiful. Wait, no. This isn't possible. I can't be...but I have...I've been defeated."
Examining the park-goers, it seemed that most of the others agreed with Jax. Arynx's music performance was spectacular, and most of those who were watching were now either cheering for the musician or yelling at the television star to get off the stage. The situation was bad, and Jax needed a way to turn this around. He couldn't have his image be damaged while running for office. He needed to cover this up, figure out a way to make him not seem as deprived of talent as he actually was. And while he wasn't musically talented, the one thing Jax was a skilled actor, which made moments like this a whole lot easier. Figuring out his next move, Jax got on one knee, as if hit by a sudden blow.
"Oh, magic music man. You have bested me." Waving goodbye to the guitar wielding bio-android, Jax let his go of his weight, falling backwards off the bench, and flopping onto the grass. He put one hand into the air, as he let out a mumble of words out that could barely be made out. "But I swear one day I will get my revenge, and not only will I be the style of style, but the king of rock as well..."
Closing his eyes and letting out a small pant, he turned his face to the crowd, eyes closed and tongue sticking out. Much to his surprise, no one let out a cry of worry as he pretended to die, but maybe those who were watching were just in such pure shock that they couldn't respond. When a minute of two had passed, he immediately sprang up to his feet, letting his audience be aware that he had not just had an untimely death, though from their expressions on their faces it seemed they'd rather it not have been an act.
"Thank you, thank you! As you can see, part of my running for the role of president includes bringing more funding to the arts. As this display of talent and culture has surly shown you, I have a deep appreciation of various art forms, and want to give them the proper attention they deserve. Excellent, eh?"
He started to clap for himself, before realizing that no one was joining him. It was a tough crowd he was dealing with, and honestly, at this point he didn't care if they voted for him or not. There were only a couple of people, they couldn't effect the election that much. Glancing over at the bio-android, Jax gave a thumbs up.
"Hey, you got some awesome skills there. Thanks for letting me test my kazoo and lyrics against you. You were a good challenge. Keep partying on, man!"
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 25, 2016 21:21:37 GMT
Celmaru couldn't even begin to understand what was transpiring before his very own eyes. A flamboyant man dressed in a purple suit had challenged a rockstar to a solo competition of sorts, lost outright, yet attempted to die right before the crowd's line of sight. The hybrid quirked a brow towards Jax, unsure of what to make of his "performance". The hybrid shook his head, knowing that Jax wasn't among the deceased, however he still attempted to make it seem so. Despite the violet-suited man's "acts" the opposing antics from Arynx was much more....bearable compared to the retired actor's. The supposed "demise" of Jax gave the hybrid time to shift his gaze over to Arynx, whom of which gave a surprisingly potent rap, among other things. The rockstar didn't seem to be the worst of them, not by a long shot; however it still could be a ruse to obtain more positive publicity. Turning back towards Jax, leaning against a nearby tree, Celmaru could sense the Human's energy stirring.
"Three.....two.....one...."
Jax sprang up, facing the crowd as if nothing happened. Their shocked faces told Celmaru and Phae everything; his "act" was somewhat offensive and rude. He spoke of how he was truly involved in multiple arts and culture, and how his act portrayed his true ability. The hybrid sighed in disgust, whilst his wife smiled to cover up her disdain for Jax.
"Well....at least he's enthusiastic."
"Such acts won't please the Earth's enemies, now will they?"
Phae silently floated behind her husband, adjusting her altitude to wrap her arms around her husband's neck, resting upon his back. The hybrid, now standing upright away from the tree he once leaned against, began walking towards Arynx. The crowd surrounding the rockstar prevented the couple from approaching Arynx, however two individuals stood out from the rest of giant mess; Core Stold and Kay-El...the two children. Celmaru noticed the other child's caretaker, embracing Kay-El, and concern struck the hybrid and his partner. Several people were crowding the two, and Celmaru decided to force away the crowd to give them space. The hybrid's aura blazed to life, thrusting a ring of force around Celmaru's frame. He kept a neutral expression as a small portion of the crowd scooted away. As they did so, the hybrid allowed his aura to fade away. Phae slipped off the hybrid's back as she crouched down to face Kay-El, who seemed to be weeping in her caretaker's arms.
"I apologize if I'm becoming a bother....but might I ask why you are weeping?...Its such a heart-wrenching sight to see a child cry...might I be able to make you feel better?"
The seaweed woman was prepared to comfort Kay-El at the soonest given moment; as she loved children, and the sight of their discontent depressed her. The hybrid, meanwhile, folded his arms once more, preparing to keep a neutral expression despite Kay-El's tears. Celmaru wasn't one to appreciate sorrow, not at all, however a child's sorrow simply made it worse for the hybrid to bear. Hopefully the cause of the child's concern was something of swift solution; albeit through his fist or a more knowledgeable matter.
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