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Post by Carva on Jul 14, 2016 15:34:02 GMT
(NotSo)SuperGhostKamikazeCarva floated along, the cloud version of the Saiyan warrior shoving weaker clouds out of his way. He wasn't in any kind of mood to hear their problems as he'd come to inherit his own set of problems, and those seemed to be huge. All things aside, he loved the scenery of Hell. It was kinda quaint, homely. He'd begun to wonder though, would he meet anyone of note down here? They all seemed like weaklings in life. He'd met one who'd said it'd stolen from it's mother's brother's cousin's uncle twice removed. Another who looked at Saiyan hentai magazines, guilty of the sin of lust. Then there was that one guy who killed other young men, boiled them and ate them. What was his name? It was of no importance. His cloudy self fluttered as he saw a figure in the distance. Could it be Arias? No...too tall and a bit more muscular. But still, it had a physical body! Cloud Carva rushed toward the figure, his form still streaking lightning, a sign of the rage in the lost soul. As he came upon the figure, he'd see that it was a woman. She was unfamiliar to him, and he figured he'd best not cause trouble. After all, he was in no position to engage in his favorite past time of kicking ass. He'd address the woman politely. "Excuse me...ma'am?"
Zerori
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Post by Zerori on Jul 15, 2016 18:22:59 GMT
Damn, could this place seem any more crowded?! For hours, she’d been trying to get some peace to think properly about where she might be able to find her father. Instead, she was bouncing from area to area and getting bothered by clouds that wanted to ask her questions about her body. She got that it was special, which was great but damn it – couldn’t they just LEAVE HER ALONE?!
When she finally came to sit on a rock, face cradled in one hand and that arm situated against her knee, she closed her eyes to try one more time.
So he died in battle, which is honorable but he killed… just like many other saiyans did for the King. I don’t imagine he’d have repented in so little time, unless he did something else besides the missions he was given… Her brow furrowing, she growled softly when she felt the presence of someone watching her. And if I get interrupted ONE more time, I’m going to fuckin’-
Turning around at the address of ‘M’am’, she glared with deathlike appraisal at the interloper. “What the hell do you want?” She snarled angrily, before she blinked at the cloud in curiosity. Lightning? Tilting her head at the mystery of this slightly unique cloud, Zerori asked once more with a little less irritation, “What’s goin’ on, cloud? I’m kinda busy here…”
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Post by Carva on Jul 16, 2016 16:11:25 GMT
The cloud hovered before her for a second, not moving as far as the deathike apparaisal. Even in death, Carva remained a fearless warrior. He did, however note that this woman was perhaps not one to be messed with. Just from the power emanating from her, he knew this and Carva was brave, not stupid. I wonder if she knows where Arias is? She seems strange though. Perhaps she isn't even dead, but a denizen of Hell itself? He quietly mused to himself. He knew he must look strange to her too, as do all of the other clouds floating around. She was right about one thing. This place was too damned crowded. He studied her for a moment more before speaking, his cloudy appea rance shimmering with his words. "I apologize for the formal introduction, but I am a bit lost. You see, I have never been to hell. I've never been to the afterlife either, and it's quite strange. My name is Carva..."
"So..." He would ask a few questions after all. "...do you live here? If you're dead...how did...how did you get a body?"
Zerori
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Post by Zerori on Jul 16, 2016 17:17:21 GMT
Maybe it was because she wasn’t used to people speaking to her respectfully, but hearing the cloud address her calmly made Zerori almost feel bad for her irritation. Tilting her head to the side at his question, however, she was at a loss for what to tell him. “E-Eh…” Bringing a hand to run it through her hair, she grimaced in discomfort. “I guess I could try and show you around a little, but I’m not very familiar with these parts either.” Lowering her hand down, she patted the cloud in a gesture of greeting since he didn’t exactly have any hands to speak of. “Carva, was it? The names Zerori, and I was killed not too long ago. In regards to your question about a body… I don’t know what to tell you.” Tossing him a grin, she stood up from the rock she sat upon and looked up in the sky. “I’m pretty sure it was a unique situation for me but maybe if you have someone that cares about you a lot you might get one too? I’ve got a boy, y’see…” She didn’t want to explain much more than that to him. Crossing her arms, she offered one last option, “Have you… uh, tried touching other people with a body? I met a woman once that was dead with me and she told me that’s how she got the… uh ‘shoki’? -to bring her body back.” She wasn’t going to bring down his hopes by saying it was unlikely to actually work. Giving him a goal was the best thing to do right now, even if it was misled. He’d figure it out. Carva
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Post by Carva on Jul 17, 2016 16:53:12 GMT
In life, Carva wasn't an evil man. Perhaps he'd made some bad life choices, but the hybrid had been a good soldier until the very end. He'd gone to Konats after having asked Arias to marry him, and had done so on orders from General Mayze.
Now where Zerori came into this was her irritable nature toward him. He was used to this type of behavior and it'd come from his fiancée. His fiancée having Saiyan blood was always a bit irritable, so he assumed Zerori herself to be a Saiyan. Her hair kind of tipped him off as well. After she'd explained the body situation, his first question would be. "I see. So you look like a Saiyan, much like myself and my mate."
He considered what she'd said, and reached out to tap Zerori on the shoulder. She did, after all, have a body and he was curious.
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Post by Zerori on Jul 19, 2016 21:52:57 GMT
At his declaration of her looking like a saiyan, Zerori would merely shrug, “Half, actually but I don’t let it bother me anymore,” She flashed a grin, “There are benefits to not being pure.” Letting the allusion hang in the air, she allowed the cloud to reach up and tap her shoulder. Standing stock still, arms crossed, she waited… and waited. Maybe Arias had something to prove yet…
However, when she felt no change over her own body and raised a brow at Carva. Silently, she expected him to relay what he felt – if he felt anything at all. Afterwards, given a positive or negative response, Zerori would just shrug and give an uncaring smile. “I wouldn’t worry about it too much, little guy. In time, perhaps, your body with come to you but I would suggest just exploring the place.” Taking a step off of her rock, Zerori started to walk away when a sudden thought occurred to her.
Snapping her fingers, she turned back to him with a devilish grin on her face, “How would you like to help me with something? See, I’ve been trying to find someone for a while and I’m at a loss. I could use a distraction.” Why search for a needle in a hay stack when one could just… summon a needle instead? Walking back to the cloud, she would kneel down and thrown an arm over him to explain with a serious expression. “What I need from you is to cause some trouble.” She shook her head, gesturing with her hand, “Not a lot, I assure you but JUST enough to get me a nice meaty man with a body.” She winked at him, “I need some information and you’ll do nicely to help. So,” She stepped away, holding out her hand to him, “Is it a deal?”
((I'm basically scrapping this up as I go so feel free to also describe/use the NPCs. They won't be ogres or guardians - just some badasses with bodies lol))
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Post by Carva on Jul 20, 2016 0:11:07 GMT
To assume Zerori was a Saiyan was a fair judgement, as he had noticed her tail. This meant to him that she did indeed have some Saiyan blood, and he would go on to explain his own heritage as well. "I see. Well, it is the same situation with my mate and I as well. My mate, Arias, I'd part Saiyan and part human whereas I am three quarters Saiyan and one quarter Kabochan. My father, he was half Saiyan and half Kabochan..." explained the cloud. "...and my mother was full blooded Saiyan. Grew up on Vegeta and everything, trained since the age of five."Keeping in mind that Carva had not formed his body yet, the cloud's tendrils moved around as he explained. He'd bob up and down during a few parts of the explanation, and when he got angry, the little cloud turned black and lightning arced from it's form. "...my dad forced my mother to retire after he attacked her, so he's a bastard!"He'd calm down as Zerori pulled him in close into a huddle. It was somewhat like what the Earthlings called a football huddle, and he had no problem with it. It wasn't as if he could feel the woman's arm on him. "So what you want me to do...is find a ...bad ass? A meaty man? So you want me to find one, stir up trouble, and bring him back here then? That doesn't sound too hard..."Cloud Carva bobbed itself in agreement, then reached a cloudy tendril out and "shook" Zerori's hand. "Deal then. Perhaps I can learn a bit from watching you."Carva searched the area, the young cloud floating over the black sands of Hell. He looked high and he looked low, trying his best to actually find a suitable male with a body. Finally after what felt like hours of searching, Carva spotted a giant of a man, a human, dressed in a black dogi. He was ugly as homemade sin, and built like a mountain, with stringy black hair and a grungy beard. Cloud Carva thought for a moment, commenting. "Well....you'll have to do, I suppose..."After a few moments of watching "big ugly", the little cloud called out to the giant of a man. "HEY! Dumbass!!!"The big man looked down at Carva under a furrowed brow, snarling. "Why you...why you little...""Your mother is so poor, I went to her house and stepped on a piece of rice! She said "Hey! That's our dinner!" Your mother is so ugly, when you were born, the doctor slapped her!" Carva wasn't so well versed in the ways of insults, but the big man gave chase. Not knowing what to do, Cloud Carva zipped toward Zerori with the mountainous warrior chasing him. "Zerorrrrriiiiiii!!!!! I got onnnnneeeee!!!!"
Zerori
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Post by Zerori on Jul 25, 2016 4:35:48 GMT
Watching as the cloud bobbed away, a hand raised above her head as if to help her vision, the woman would shake her head amused. “Ohh… what a naïve little soul, that one.” Turning around, she made her way back in the opposite direction. Her diversion would buy her a little bit of time to lose the puff and get back to her own search. And, should he actually succeed, the saiyaness would be rewarded with a new toy with which to interrogate. Surprisingly enough, she’d not really covered much ground in thirty minutes as she would have hoped. If she wasn’t bogged down by conversation with nonsensical clouds about how their son was too young to be without his father, then it was the wimps that decided she was good material to be their wife. Punishment was swift for those particular fools… By the time she’d relieved some good ol’ fashioned anger, the sound of a bellow could be heard coming closer and closer. Standing from the cross-legged posture Zerori sat herself down in to think, she blinked in absolute surprise as… sure enough, the cloud had returned! As the darkly dressed giant of a warrior pounded towards them, Zerori grimaced with a ‘tch’ before launching at the male. Passing over the cloud, her focus on the fighter he’d delivered, Zerori quickly closed in on her unsuspecting victim. In a swift motion, her elbow would lash out and crush against the nose of the warrior. “AUGH!” He cried, head thrown back from the impact and grasp his nose while falling onto his back. “The fuck just hit me- GNK!?” Cut off from his holler, Zerori would land completely atop his chest and knock the wind from him. Straddling his upper torso, Zerori leaned down towards’ his face with a sultry grin in a sing-song voice, “Guess whose gonna be my lunch?” Raising her hand, she’d ball up a fist before smashing it right into his cheek and finished, “I got a simple question, Friend, and all I need… is an answer from ya.” Cradling his cheek, the black-clad mountain that was at mercy to her strength yelled at her, “I ain’t saying nothin’! What kinda crazy bi-Ngh!” Interrupting him once again, she threw an opposite fist into the other cheek and grasped at his throat with the other hand. Her face was serious, getting to her question, “I’m looking for a man named ‘Tokepo’. Average height, muscular, and lemme see…” She thought for a second, looking off to the side before she smiled back at the male, “Hair kinda like mine.” She leaned down, pulling him upward to snarl in his face softly, “Sound familiar?” Staring at her horror, he began to struggle beneath her, “G-get offa me! I wouldn’t tell ya if I KNEW!” Zerori rolled her eyes, unfettered by his struggles before she released him and leaned back to flip off of him. Unmoving, he just watched with confusion as she got to her feet before he started to scramble upwards himself. Just as he got off his knee, he’d let out a scream as intense sensation of pain engulfed his leg. Looking back at the hybrid, she’d have a hand raised and her middle and index fingers pressed together – ready to snap once more. His leg was charred to 3rd degree burns… Zerori licked her lips, “That just makes me wanna hurt you even more.” Looking over at Carva, she added, “This shouldn’t take too long but please – take notes.” Carva
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Post by Carva on Jul 25, 2016 21:56:39 GMT
As Carva watched a truly violent scene unfold before his non existent eyes, he sighed longingly. There was a time when his fist, made of bone and flesh, could destroy even the mightiest of galactic warriors. He'd had memories of the times he'd fought the Konatsan. That bastard Plato. He's still living while I'm down here, watching others fight freely. He's probably on Konats right now, claiming to be a "hero" while that old bastard with the purple eyes was the one who killed me. He thought to himself, cloud darkening slightly. To say he was envious of Zerori right now would be an understatement as he watched her beat the hell, and possibly information, out of the mountainous warrior clad in black. He thought Look at her. She's quite amazing. But then again, that big lunk she is fighting is a weakling and likely an idiot. I'd bet if I had my body, it'd take me less time to end him! The cloud of Carva thought, growing darker as his anger grew, small sparks of latent energy coming from the tortured spirit. He wanted to fight, badly. He wanted to train even worse, his drive soon becoming evident as he thought about Plato likely growing stronger as he sat down there in Hell. Grrrr...he's probably up there training. Probably hugging his My Little Baby Equines Dolls, and naming them...and making them kiss each other, complete with stupid kissy nose! Fuck, being a cloud sucks!He soon felt his rage reach a fever pitch and called out to Zerori, hoping she'd oblige his request. "Break his ribs, Zerori! Please grant me this request! Do it for me, please! Break. His. Fucking. Ribs!" He'd yell, anger dripping his his voice. At least watching her fight, I can live on through her. Right now, I'd give anything to expend this rage! I want it so bad, it hurts!
Zerori
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Post by Zerori on Jul 29, 2016 0:27:08 GMT
As her for to his knees once more, courtesy of the burns she’d inflicted, Zerori would glance over at the cloud after his disturbing request to break his ribs. Face flushed at the random thoughts that occurred to her, and the implications that he might be sort of…. Getting off on this, Zerori raised a hand up to him in a halting gesture. “Calm the fuck down! When I said take notes, I mean sit there and shut the fuck up,” She finished her words in a harsh hiss.
For some reason, it bothered her that he was so blood thirsty – sure, he was a cloud and couldn’t expel his compulsions (which wasn’t a problem for her since she didn’t have them for some reason). But to beg for her to torture someone? I don’t do shit for free. Why did I bother being generous?
Returning to her victim, she’d spit off to the side as he stared at her. Did he think she’d do it? Hell, she just might being as irritated as she was. “So… what should I do, eh? That cloud doesn’t even know who the hell you are and wants me to break your ribs,” Stepping closer, she’d taken some hollow satisfaction in seeing him scramble away with one defunct leg. This wasn’t as fun anymore…
“P-Please, I don’t know anything! Go look for the guy in charge or somethin’, but Idon’tknownaything!” He practically screamed, jumbling his words together as he proceeded to cover his face.
Above him, Zerori grimaced in disgust. That was it. She was done with this. Nothing brought her more disgust than watching a man whom was likely full of himself down to sniveling like a child. I’m losing my touch at torture – that’s all there is to it… She thought with a small ‘tch’, before waving him off dismissively, “Get out of here. If you find a man by the name of ‘Tokepo’, come find me.” And with that, she turned around to let him tend to his ephemeral wounds. God knows if wounds even healed down in hell when you’re dead.
Running on his bummed leg away from the two, the man would stared at her to make sure she didn’t do anything before ducking behind a rock and out of sight. Zerori, meanwhile, would cross her arms and glare at the cloud. “You realize that your little outburst might have cost me some information… right?”
Oh, she was willing to explain it to him as well. In GREAT detail.
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Post by Carva on Jul 29, 2016 16:29:17 GMT
The cloud bobbed there, making no sudden movements. For all he knew, she could erase him completely from existence. Carva had never died before, let alone been defeated. Not often anyway, as he'd proven hundreds of times in the arenas of Vegeta. His cloudy tendrils jutted out from his sides as he began to explain himself in an apologetic tone. "I do apologize for my outburst, Zerori. But I'm not sure if you know what I'm feeling right now! I was sent by Mayze to conquer Konats, take it from my rival...and...I failed..." his pride obviously hurt, Carva cloud sunk slightly. "...hrmf. That fool is probably in the world of the living righr now, claiming that he killed me. Of course he didn't...that fucking tree interfered, and then...then there was that inhuman thing with the glowing purple eyes."The cloud growled, turning dark for a moment and arcing that familiar electricity. "What a shame it is for a Saiyan warrior to be cheap shotted! Killed by a fuckin' cheapshot from an old fool..." He roared out. "...I just wanna hurt someone! You just don't understand how pissed off I am right now! I can't even mate...with my mate!"The cloud would float back and forth for a moment, obviously not concerned with Zerori's glare. Carva has been fearless in life, and remained so in death. The cloud sighed, a puff of white expelled from it. "I'm sorry...my nature took hold of me. I didn't mean any harm to you."
Zerori
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Post by Zerori on Aug 1, 2016 23:38:26 GMT
Staring down at the cloud with an eye brow raised, listening with only partial interest, Zerori felt the tendrils of boredom set in. This was another warrior, felled in battle, and letting lose whatever rage he could grasp his mind around. The same kind of saiyans she detested, if her own memory served from so long ago. The beings in question that he described did interest her a little… but for all she knew (or cared) it was the murmurings of a maddened warrior. Waving away his sympathetic story (and lewd declaration that she didn’t care to hear) she smirked at his misfortune, “I think you’re forgetting who you’re actually talking to, Saiyan. I may be half of what you are but there’s no way I’d understand that kind of savagery. Maybe,” She raised her hand, showing a small margin of space between her index and thumb, “-I get you this much. Enough to tell you that I’m a pretty angry individual, myself.” Stepping towards him, however, her smirk would fade away to reveal a fanged snarl, “But don’t assume to think I care one iota of what you feel. You’re new to Hell so let me give you a useful bit of advice,” She lowered her voice, “ No one will care for you here.” And with that, she’d take a step back and let out a deep sigh. “You’re apology is accepted but step out of line again and I’ll make certain to test whether or not Arias’ fear of ‘Erasure’ are well-founded.” Crossing her arms as she looked about, contemplating whether or not she should try again with the same tactic, the saiyaness would quickly dismiss the thought after a quick scenario ran through her head. He might have apologized but he was emotional and unpredictable – she couldn’t count on him to remain aloof in a sensitive situation. It seemed… this was the end of his usefulness to her for the moment. “Alright,” She started, not looking at him as she spoke, “I’m done with you for now. Maybe next time when we meet I can trust you to keep your emotions in check,” She glanced at him, “But I doubt it. Whatever hatred or anger you’re dealing with – that’s your cross to bear and no one else’s. Make better choices in your next life and maybe you won’t have to feel this way,” Tossing a wave to him, Zerori began to walk away. “If we meet again, here’s my last piece of advice to you: Stay out of my way. Tell your mate that as well, since she’s just as hard-headed as you…” [Exit] (( Carva This is a good place to stop~ Go get you some Shoki. Also, Shoki for me too~))
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Post by Carva on Aug 2, 2016 0:19:25 GMT
Carva listened, and he listened good. He'd no choice really, as the woman was at least seven or eight times more powerful than himself. If he had a head right now, he would have shook it because he was slightly ashamed of himself. Eventually, the cloud bobbed as if to "nod" and turned, floating off into the distance. He'd need to learn to control this rage...be a thinker. But now, he needed his body and he realized this more than ever now. (That's fine, Zerori . Now, to throw this up for grading.)
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 22, 2016 7:24:32 GMT
Zerori - Shoki WC: 2324 Gains: 2068
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