The incredibly long line of shaky new recruits stood to full attention. Sweat drooped from a few of the warrior's foreheads as they awaited commands from the menacing Guard Captain. Though he wasn't too high up on the Power Level scale relatively, he made up for it with his tactical mind and fierce brutality. His cape swayed behind him as he walked down the line, staring each potential recruit right in the eyes. Though most kept what little cool they had, a select few cracked under the pressure. One Majin Warrior ran towards the Loading Dock in utter fear, whilst a Kabochan turned around to vomit from the stress.
"I gotta admit, you guys don't seem like utter garbage. If you're lucky, maybe I won't throw you out the airlock."
A few more warriors gave up at this point. Two Brenchians, most likely brothers, slowly backed away, before quickly dashing out of sight. The group continued to thin in a myriad of ways, until eventually only three warriors remained: A Saiyan, a Konatsian, and a Namekian of all things. They, unlike the rest, seemed a bit more hardened than the others. They didn't show fear in the face of the Guard Captain... Yet.
With the group at a more respectable level, the Saiyan Guard nodded his head. "Alright then, allow us to begin..." 404-D
[Thread PL: 5000] On their way through the main area of sector C was another 'guard' of the grandiose prison station. This was of course the infiltrator android 'Ford' in his Saiyan disguise; that of Creis Thunderhead. As of now, the disguise was good, but not perfect like he wanted it to be. At the very least it fooled practically all of the guards as they weren't clever enough to have developed a Ki Sense ability. Being an entity that lacks Ki, that would blow Ford's cover.
On the other hand, the android's fellow guards wouldn't believe the prisoners that so much as dared to point out that one of their comrades possessed no life force, because who would believe these losers right? They should've thought about that before being captured! Ford payed no mind to either of these complications as they evened each other out quite swiftly.
As the android made his way towards the lift that would take them to the Guard Barracks, he noticed the presence of two junior recruits; a pair of Brenchians exit. Upon seeing the individual they heard rumors of, their posture wobbled when they got a sudden rush of pins and needles in the appropriate limbs in fear of 'Creis the Leg Shatter-er'.
"Oh~ Hello there boys. You're not running away from training are you? Here, let me guide you to the right place." The Brenchian's yelped, and deep within his circuits, Ford was amused at how easy this was in some ways.
In a few minutes, they had arrived to the guard barracks...
As the disguised Android entered the barracks, he would find that Vocado had just about to be finished up with the three recruits who decided to stick around. The Konatsian's sword had been snapped in half, along with his nose being broken, and his left arm being bent in the wrong direction. The Saiyan recruit's tail hung limply in the air as he lay flat on the ground, suggesting Vocado took advantage of the weaker Saiyan's lack of tail control. As for the Namekian? He was missing an arm... Or he was, for a short time. The green-skinned warrior let out a fearsome yell as he suddenly sprouted a new arm. It was clear the technique tired him out however, as he began panting heavily.
Vocado chuckled. "Ahh Namekians... You guys sure are tough you know that? Not like Majin's though. Unlike them, you know how to throw a damn punch!" The Saiyan Captain cracked his knuckles as he awaited the Namekian recruits next move.
The Namekian sprinted forwards, but was stopped in his tracks by Vocado's rising knee. It slammed into his stomach, causing the poor Namekian to fall prone from the sheer pain. Vocado dusted himself off, sighing in disappointment. "Damn, that's a shame..."
He clicked his scouter, speaking into it quickly. "This is Vocado. Send a medical unit to Training Sector A... They're all gonna need some time in the Rejuv Tanks."
The Saiyan Captain turned, surprised to see one of his colleagues had entered the training arena with two Brenchians in tow. As Vocado looked the trio over, he sighed at his peer. "You're late as usual, Thunderhead. Maybe I should start calling you bed head..." He pointed his fingers at the two Brenchians, causing them both to shake a bit more than they were before. "These two. Where'd you find them? I coulda swore they jumped out the airlock with how fast they sped away."
"Oh dear, it seems I've missed the fun part..." Dragging the two Brenchians by the legs (much to their dismay), Ford sauntered forward, stepping over (and on) the recruits that Vocado had dealt with. It certainly pays to keep an image. "As for these two? I found them inside the elevator just down the hall. Why these nitwits would run off into a sector far beyond their league is lost on me."
Ford shrugged flipping the Brenchians forward onto the floor in front of Vocado. As before, the Brenchians looked between each other nervously. "Dude, should we run--?" The younger of the two was swiftly interrupted by the older one covering their mouth. "Ssh!!"
"My my... What a shame." Ford shook their head, the eyes of their disguise rolling in disgust. This was becoming such an easy part to play. Were Saiyans really so simple? Clearly that couldn't be true, but one day Ford will find out for certain. "Anyway, for more important matters? I was dealing with a rather mouthy punk of a Kurimu. Thought he could bust out of his cell by smearing butter everywhere... Honestly, what an idiot." Ford gave a nonchalant and rather arrogant shrug, flicking the 'hair' of his disguise out of his face. "Now what was it you wanted from me today, captain?"
"Fear does strange things to the mind. Even running headlong into a den of criminals was a better option to them compared to staying here, in their terrified states." The Guard Captain coughed. He was starting to sound like his mother: She was a low-class Saiyan, interested in the art of psychology just as much as she was interested in the thrill of combat. She forced him to listen to lectures on occasion, making Vocado have just that tiniest bit of knowledge on the subject.
The two Brenchians were flung forward unceremoniously, causing Vocado to grin at his fellow Saiyan. It was always a pleasure to mess with the recruits; watching others take part made it even more enjoyable.
As Thunderhead explained her absence, Vocado couldn't help but chuckle. A Kurimu buttering up sounded like the setup to a terrible joke. "Haven't heard that one before. Wonder where he got the butter, though... Maybe his momma sent it in." Another cold chuckle escaped the Guard Captain, most likely giving the two Brenchian's a chill.
He turned to the two remaining recruits, waving his hand towards them as he spoke. "What I called you here for, Thunderhead, is a training session. These recruits need someone closer to their speed. And, no offense, but you are exactly their speed." He clicked his scouter on, and it began to scan the Power Level of both Thunderhead and the two Brenchian soldiers. Despite their terrified status, they both actually held a fair amount of power; 5,000 Power Level in each of them! They were perfect matches for the Saiyan Woman on their own, and a definite challenge for her when working together.
"I want you to show them that even when you are at a disadvantage, there are ways to succeed."
The trembling Brenchian's seemed to calm down a bit when they realized what was going on. Apparently they were going to fight the girl, rather than Vocado. It put them at ease just a bit, and with Vocado revealing that the Saiyan woman was their equal, they seemed to get a little overconfident. They both took to a stand, a slight smirk on the face of the elder Brench. "Alright then... What do we get if we win?"
"You get to walk out of the barracks with your bones in their proper places." He strode towards the now-cocky recruit, getting a bit too close as he spoke again. "Do you know how to use your Ki, maggot?"
His tremble returned. "U-uh... N-no sir, we don't!"
Vocado sighed, before taking a few steps back. He grabbed a pair of blasters from a nearby container, and tossed it to the blue brothers. "Here, put these on your arms. It'll help you put up a decent fight... Maybe."
After a moment of fumbling, the two brothers successfully armed themselves with arm-blasters. They turned to Vocado, who nodded at them approvingly. "Looks like you two are ready." He turned to the Saiyan woman, a curious brow raising as he spoke. "How 'bout you, Thunderhead? You ready to teach them a lesson?"
Two Blaster Type Guards have joined the battle! Current PL For both: 5,000! Guard 1 KP: 3/3 Guard 2 KP: 3/3
"I'm exactly their speed, you say?" The android mused, looking the two Brenchians over. They did indeed match... For now. "Well, sure, besides their alarming level of cowardice, they've got potential." Ford chuckled for a moment, giving the Brenchians a dismissive look.
As soon as the Brenchians seemed ready in any sense of the word, ki blasts were fired by Ford, aimed at the two Brenchian's feet. That was as good of a signal as any to Vocado that his 'Saiyan' companion was ready... Nobody ever said that Saiyans were fair by nature, in fact they were very much far from it- another trait that Ford would have to act in line with to perform such a convincing act. "GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER, THIS IS A FIGHT NOT A WALK IN THE PARK" Ford's Saiyan disguise cracked a crooked, vicious grin as two orbs of translucent blue energy formed in both of his hands. "What are you waiting for..? COME AN' GET IT YA WIMPS!!"
Charging [N1] Blue Screen (disguised as 'Brutality Wall'), currently @ 1650 PL
The Brenchian duo went from somewhat confident to extremely terrified in moments. Thunderhead started the fight off in a good way; charging her Ki up for an attack of some type. They weren't entirely sure what to do, but instinct kicked in, and they aimed their blasters right for their foe. The elder of the two turned to his brother, nodding in approval. A slight smile grew on both of their faces.
Their blasters quickly filled with Ki, and soon enough, the energy sped forwards at top speeds! Sadly, however, they weren't exactly the best marksmen. While the elder brother aimed properly, it seemed the younger of the two had missed his mark, his blast zooming right past Thunderhead, and slamming into a wall far behind them! A large chunk of metal popped out of the wall and fell to the ground, smashing a Kabochan who was carrying a large shipment of new Battle Armor.
Vocado sneered angrily, berating the Brenchian for his failure. "You idiot! That's coming straight out of your paycheck!!" Of course, as expected, the younger brother quivered in fear in response.
Vocado turned his attention to Thunderhead. He was curious to see what would happen when her attack collided with the Brenchian's blaster bolt. Perhaps she'd be able to overpower his attack...
Blaster Type 1 KP: 2/3 Blaster Type 2 KP: 2/3 Blaster Type 1 fired [N1] Blaster Shot! 33% Charged for a damage potential of: 1,650! Blaster Type 2 Fired [N1] Blaster Shot, but missed! 404-DDefrosch you're up!
Jagged grin ever present, 'Thunderhead' let out a shrill cackle as the younger Brenchian missed his mark. "YOU'LL NEED TO DO BETTER THAN THA~AA~AAAT" With a sickeningly creepy turn of the head towards the older Brenchian. "C'moooon.. Hit. Me." With a low- and creepily playful- growl, 'Thunderhead' lunged towards the older Brenchian, the energy building up even faster this time. Was this adrenaline talking now, or simply good acting?
With a violent swing, 'Thunderhead' slammed their arms into the floor, as a sharp and unruly looking wall of ki shot upwards to clash against the blaster shot. Now, it was true that the shot that was fired happened to be right on the money in terms of accuracy... Unfortunately, having the earlier advantage of charging this wall, it's power was double that of the blaster shot! Surely it could stand another blast like that... With that said, 'Thunderhead' would use this momentary advantage in an attempt to sneak up on the younger Brenchian while Vocado was chastising them. "Peeeeeekaboo~"
Ford's [N1] Blue Screen (disguised as 'Brutality Wall'), charged to 66% [3300 PL] and then used! [N1] Blue Screen VS [N1] Blaster Shot, Blue Screen wins by 1650 PL! [KP 2/3] [Quick question Bing Gan/Vocado, do Barriers persist until they're struck with a greater PL? Like is the PL of the barrier a sort of HP bar? Lemme know if what I've done here isn't legit, ye?]
A yelp of terror came from the Brench who'd actually aimed properly. He'd never seen Ki manipulated in any aside from an offensive manner. It was surprising yet also terrifying to know it could be used in such magnificent ways. While the elder Brench quivered in fear of a counterattack, Thunderhead went after his brother like a heat-seeking missile to a ball of fire. The fierce Saiyan simply snuck up on the boy, but her words were enough to cause him to jump in his skin! He hopped through the air, somersaulting with surprising dexterity. He landed a few feet away atop a large crate, but before he could celebrate, the box began to wobble violently.
"Whoa... What the--"
Before he could even finish his thought, the box came tumbling down, crashing onto the floor of the barracks! The contents of the box -a hefty amount of arm-mounted blasters of all different shapes and sizes- were strewn across the floor, which the young recruit promptly fell onto. Such a large amount of force being applied to the weaponry caused a few of them to fire off beams of Ki in random directions, one of which headed straight for the Brenchian's brother! With little time to react, the pink skinned Brenchian was slapped in the face with a hefty amount of Ki, knocking him flat on his back.
After the commotion finally settled, it was revealed that both Brenchian brothers had fallen unconscious from their own failures. Vocado sighed in annoyance, a palm slapping against his face as he advanced towards the mess they'd made. "Great, another workplace mishap. Gonna have to change the sign in the breakroom again..." With a quick motion, Vocado snatched up the younger Brenchian, hoisting him over his shoulder with ease. He turned to Thunderhead, motioning towards the other brother whom lay somewhat close to her feet. "Do me a favor, will ya? Snatch that guy up and follow me to the Infirmary. We're done with our training for the day."
Blaster Type 1 has been KO'ed! Blaster Type 2 used [SU] Dumb Luck! Was KO'ed! Defrosch I think we're pretty much done here. I was gonna keep it going but this thread is so old I kinda forgot what direction I was gonna take it. Thread Exit. Zeni please!
"Thaaaaat's right, cower in fear! Tremble in the presence of strength you do not understand!" Outwardly eyes of the fake Saiyan disguise sparkled with pride and malice, reveling in the terrified reactions of the incompetent recruits. Internally, the android spy was exceedingly disappointed. 'It is a wonder this prison still stands, let alone the Solar Empire itself... More information is needed; their progress cannot be this illogical...' The recruits had shamefully caused their own ridiculous downfall, the 'pride' and 'fighting spirit' in Thunderhead's expression immediately vanished. With hands on their hips they watched the carnage take place, shaking their head. "Mm mm. Now that wasn't fun at all..." With a sly grin and swish of the tail, they turned to Vocado. "Now what was this about them being my speed, hm~? I expected some sort of a challenge." As the last crate splintered and the smoke settled, Thunderhead rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Though comically cowardly, at least they're... okay at destroying things... That is, if you'd consider being optimistic about any of this."
As soon as Vocado gave the signal the fake Saiyan would grab the remaining Brenchian by the leg, simply dragging them across the floor. True to how the real Creis Thunderhead would act, very brutally and with minimal finesse and care for those that she didn't think equal or better than her.
Perhaps if she was watching from the afterlife, she might even be proud of how accurate her doppelganger was portraying her...