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Post by Sangu on Jul 24, 2016 22:56:24 GMT
Thread PL: 72,231 HW ON: 18,058It's night time in Satan City. The street lights have long since come on, and rain drizzles down on the city streets. Not a torrential downpour but a light storm, black clouds illuminated purple by lightning covering the moon. The sound of silence infiltrates the air as all the sane people are at home, asleep in their beds. But there are some unsavory people in the city once protected thousands of years ago by a golden haired hero. These people currently surround a young, buxom blonde in an alleyway, and her sobs break the silence. She cries out. "Please! No! I'll give you all of my Zenni, just don't hurt me!"A particularly ugly thug would step forward, brandishing a nasty looking bowie knife. "Oh, we ain't gon' hurt ya babygirl. This will be QUITE pleasant!" He'd say, closing in on her and moving the tip of his knife across the girl's collarbone.
Suddenly, what sounds like thunder rumbling can be heard as a flash of red light splits the dark clouds above in a streak, the red light speeds toward the ground and as it hits, a shock wave sends the thugs flying away from the alley.
Standing at 6'3, dressed in the garb of the warrior, his red locks blowing in the wind is a tattooed man with power dripping off of his very being. He looks at the knife wielding criminal and sneers. "If I were you, I'd drop that knife. This lady hasn't done anything to warrant such treatment." He'd command, his tone cool.
The thug would turn on Sanguinis. "Why don't ya make me, boy? All those special effects don't mean shit!""I was hoping you'd say that. Idiot." The warrior didn't move, and just waited. As the thug lunged forward, swinging his arm in a horizontal arc with the blade extended, Sangu would slightly sidestep and catch his wrist. He would then bring his knee up to the man's wrist, causing him to drop the knife, then...CRACK!"Agggh dammit! That was my good hand, you fucker!" The thug cried out in sheer pain, falling to his knees and sobbing. After a few seconds, and a stern look from the Ace of Diamonds, the criminal would scurry away into the night.
Sanguinis Amadeus Plasmas turned around to face the young woman and find...she wasn't there...in fact..someone WAS there, but not the blonde.
@noxa
(Do what you want with this )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2016 23:26:53 GMT
Thead PL: 7,000 Heavy Weight: 1750
In the place of the damsel in distress a much different figure had now stood. Aside from the vermilion cluster of hair that danced in the air as though it was underwater there were plenty of other noticeable differences. The clothes the blonde earlier wore now were shreds of cloths hanging off of the woman's body, a body clad in a steel armor-like carapace. The armor itself was very revealing. Arms, hands, shoulders, legs were all well protected, though her midsection very exposed. The woman, now at eye level with the tattooed 'hero' gave him a rather annoyed glare.
"Way to ruin the fun, man!" A hiss came from the woman as she watched her prey escape. "I was going to eat that! Ugh, I guess that's what I get for trying to play with my food." Noxa shook her head, "Who the hell are you anyway?"
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Post by Sangu on Jul 25, 2016 1:00:05 GMT
Obviously, the woman standing before Sanguinis at the moment wasn't very happy. And she was planning to "eat" those? Strangely enough, Sangu wasn't suprised and he didn't even flinch as the woman stared straight into his own deep, forest green eyes. His wild red hair was tied into a bushy ponytail, and would blow to the side as the wind picked it up...he wasn't pretty. He was ruggedly handsome.
He smirked, and she could feel his eyes cut downward to her exposed parts. Charmingly, he'd say...because though he was heroic he was still a man. "You keep lookin' that good, and you can call me whatever you want, lady..." He chuckled and nonchalantly turned his back to her, never being scared. "...but my name is Sangu."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2016 1:54:28 GMT
"Sangu, huh?" Her arms came to a cross beneath her chest. "You must be new to Satan City. I've not heard of you in the few weeks I've been here. Did you just pass by to spread your good looks — or just ruin my meal?" A fancy way of asking why he came to the city. Noxa wasn't a big fan of people trying to play 'hero' in her city. Especially not when it involved breaking up her snacks.
The ki-deaf woman gave a big of a grunt, her metal heels giving a hard 'clink' against the pavement. She moved to his side, wanting to see just how strong this guy was. He was able to deal with a common thug just fine, but... A crimson mesh of hair curled around her, rushing towards the man's neck. If he did nothing it would stop just short of his jugular. Could he stop the casual attack?
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Post by Sangu on Jul 25, 2016 2:07:27 GMT
"I simply go where I am needed...and help those I see fit." The ki master could feel the woman's ki rise a bit, but he made no sudden moves. He turned to face her and smirked. "By the way, you're not so bad looking yourself. Do you work out?"
As her hair would speed toward him quickly, Sangu just stood there for a moment. He had become fearless in his absence. Rather than catch her hair or try and cut it with his ki blades, he'd dissappear momentarily and leave a copy of himself. He now stood beside the copy, looking back at her. "Nice try, beautiful. But ya see, I'm no slouch when it comes to battle. Been fightin' since I was ten."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2016 2:35:25 GMT
His demonstration was more than enough for the Bio-Android. He was going to be far more of a haste than he was worth in calories. Noxa straightened herself out. This could very well have been the first time someone who was of worth outright commented on Noxa's appearance — twice.
"Thanks." She said in a curt tone, though there was little space between what came next, "You expect me to believe you have no business here, and only ruined my meal by happenstance? No way; I can't be that unlucky." She crossed her arms. Could she? Maybe. She had been wishing for a storm that never came for a few days; this seemed like the next logical step of her shitty week.
Her hair retracted, falling behind her back as hair naturally should. Noxa's hands came to rest on her hips. The unnatural black and yellow of her eyes exposing the man to severe scrutiny. He was as handsome as Noxa's vixan shape was voluptuous... "So you're a wanderer? That's all?"
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Post by Sangu on Jul 25, 2016 16:01:21 GMT
As the image of Sanguinis dissipated, the twenty three year old human would grin. He knew for a fact that after years of training his Mastery over his own power had gotten to the point where he wanted to push it further. He'd been half tempted to fight the red woman, but decided better of it. For her voluptuous curves had his forest green gaze all over them.
He cleared his throat and folded his rock hard arms over his toned chest. "No, I do not expect you to believe anything." He snickered. "For all you know, I could be some cad trolling the streets, trying to get some. But you know, I am not. But what I don't know, m'lady, is your name. Seems we are at a disadvantage."
"A wandering warrior, yes. I do have a house, but I keep it in one of these..." He pulled out a small, retangular black box with a white C on it withim a circle. "...but I prefer to wander the world and see the sights."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2016 17:15:56 GMT
"That's a house?" Wondered the Bio-Android, eyes giving close examination to the brandished item. From her hips her arms once more crossed beneath her breasts "Capsule technology, huh?" That seemed like a good thing to have, actually. Being able to settle comfortable on the road or city... A extremely useful thing for Noxa especially; considering her track record it was likely only a matter of time before she'd have to flee this place too. "I might look into getting me one of those." She mumbled a hand moving from her crossed arms to tap against her cheek. She was really considering investing into something like that.
"Well," She noted, shaking her head, hands moving to her hips — it seemed she essentially had two modes of standing. "If you're just here by a complete random event I think the least you could do is help me knock up a vending machine. You already spoiled my dinner; help me get snacks." Her heels would clink against the pavement as she headed to the main venues, emerging from the seclusion of the shadow-clad alley. "I'm 'Noxa', by the way." Mumbled the vixen, looking back over her should as her gait refused to falter. She could've easily given him a pseudonym, but why bother? He was a wandered, chances are she'd never see him again.
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Post by Sangu on Jul 25, 2016 22:33:45 GMT
Luckily for Noxa, Sanguinis was a good listener. When he first heard the sultry bio android speak, he'd thought that she had said "knock me up", and his eyes went wide. He stood there for a moment and mulled over her choice of wording, then finally spoke as he realized he misunderstood her. He smiled slightly and shrugged, tilting his head to the side. "We could do that, yes. It's not so hard to do."
He looked back and forth, his eyes catching a nearby light. It was a convenience store, and the lights were coming from the machines in front of this store. He looked at Noxa and flashed a charming smile. "Follow me. Let's go over here and see what we can muster up, eh?"
If she were to follow him over to this line of machines, she'd see one that had "Bao Cola", another with "Bao Cakes", and then again...for some odd reason..."Salty Chips and Snacks! Loved by (certain) Arcosians everywhere!" He turned to Noxa. "Does this count as a dinner date?" He chuckled, joking with her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2016 3:00:53 GMT
The Bio had no issue letting the redhead rugged one take the lead; it wasn't like she had her sights on a specific set of goodies either way. The redhead thought about the meal she missed and what the meant for her. Was it a big deal? Probably not. She'd likely wind up hungry for the night, with only a bit of junk food sustenance, but that was life — you win some you lose some.
Noxa fell to her knees in front of the machine, tongue sticking out as she attempted to reach up through the bottom slow with her arm. She was unsuccessful. After pulling back and angrily staring at the machine Noxa pondered for a moment. She didn't want to smash the thing and attract too much attention... It was then the obvious solution came to her. A sigh of relief and a twinge of self loathing for not having used this method first washed over her.
Meshes and tendrils of crimson hair extended into the slot, writhing up against the glass as it began to tug and pull at the goodies. "You want anything?" she asked, dropping down more than what she bargained for in the snack machine alone. She recognized some brands. The exhibitionist would be lying if she said she'd never succumbed to the curiosity of tasting the common meal she'd seen so many high schoolers walking about with. Her preference was clear considering how many salty chips came tormenting down to the bottom of the machine.
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Post by Sangu on Jul 26, 2016 15:22:30 GMT
With her being the first Bio Android that he'd met, Sangu would find her a bit strange. But she was far from an ugly creature as the stories told to him by the books had told him. Her body was nice to look at, and she hadn't tried to eat him so that was a plus. Her voice echoed in the back of his mind as he checked out "her form". "You want anything?" He'd half heard it, honestly. He was too busy lookin'.
Finally, the crimson haired warrior would snap out of his stupor and crack a smile. "Oh, I can think of a few things." He chuckled, then got serious, tapping his finger on his chin. "Hrm...how about a few of those Ho-Ho things, and a couple of Zingers. I love sweet things, and I've neglected my appetite these past few days. Don't know why, just been busy I guess."
"We're going to need drinks too, ya know." The fit young human would move over to the drink machine, scratching the five o'clock shadow on his chin. He'd look over the choices for a moment, then place a hand on the front of the machine before letting out a powerful yell. "Kiai!"
Suddenly, the machine would shake slightly and cans of soda would begin spilling out like a slot machine, along with Sports drinks and a few bottled waters. Blinking, he looked at Noxa with mock innocence in his dark green eyes. "Whoops...I suppose I don't know my own strength at times. So...we should take our meal somewhere...like have a late night picnic. Know?" He winked at her.
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2016 0:15:43 GMT
The woman on all fours looked up to the glass panel, guiding her hair through the inner workings of the machine. "Let's see..." He wanted sweet things, eh? Noxa got to her knees, her chest pressing tightly against the glass; her chin, too, rested on the glass, causing the cool glass to lightly fog from the clash with her heated flesh.
The gaze was fixated on the meals that began to further rain down from the machine. 'The guy wanted sweet stuff, right?' Noxa recalled as bite-sized cookie bags, gummy worms, and a good deal of other junk food came down with the "Zingers" he had asked for by name.
Squeaking sound came from Noxa as her body slid down on the machine, her arms moving into the lower slot as she hugged as many of the treats as she could. Her hair helped out, pulling itself into numerous strands that each held a few more items. She was on her feet just in time to watch the man 'misjudge' his abilities.
She hoped he didn't break anything. The last thing she wanted was to be caught on the CCTV and have a warrant out for association with vandalism. It was the little things that often got her in trouble — like eating lowlifes in front of a police officer she didn't know was there.
"Get me some of the Baoko-Cola." She said nudging over to the specific set of black fuzzy juice that'd tinkered down from the machine. "You can fly, right?" She double checked. Otherwise she'd likely have to carry him up somewhere —and that would be a challenge with all the goods nestled in her ample embrace.
That, of course, was as good of a 'yeah, let's go'. She'd more than accepted his invitation.
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Post by Sangu on Jul 27, 2016 13:43:07 GMT
Looking at her, he smiled slightly. This one was definitely interesting. She looked human, but at the same time he'd never seen a human with such a shapely form. He'd also never seen a human with the ability to manipulate their hair and be able to do what she just did. He was quite taken by her appearance and eccentricities.
The Ace of Diamonds was a stranger to women, and that isn't to say he didn't like them. He found them more than attractive, he'd just spent most of his life training and the other part fighting. A bit of indulgence couldn't hurt anything, he'd suppose.
"Right, so a Baoco-Cola for the Lady, and I'll be having a Doctor Bao for myself." Using his capsule case, he'd secured at least three of each of the ice cold drinks. He'd planned on getting to know the redhead, and they'd need drinks.
He snickered. She had all the snacks hugged to her form, and it even looked like some were in her ample cleavage. Sangu's face would turn almost as red as his hair as he looked at her standing there, but he averted his gaze to look at the red Makyo star in the sky. "Of course I can fly, Miss Noxa. It's one of the most basic skills a warrior learns, but you look like you may be a bit encumbered. So allow me." The strong, fit, young human would scoop the redhead up and take off into the dark of the night, carrying her. He may very well have not needed to, but he did so as a gentleman.
After a few minutes of flight, the two landed in a clearing setting, next to a river. The peaceful sound of crickets filled the air as he sat her down on her heels, and smiled. "Is this a good place for a picnic?"
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2016 17:05:25 GMT
The woman glanced down; her nose catching faint whiffs of the food she carried. Her olfactory senses strong enough to to detect hints of the enclosed package's contents. The faint golden glow emanating from the Bio-Android's was visible within the darkness as she scanned the labels. Which of the packages was the delicious smell coming from? Must've been something with meat producing the savory scent. Had to be! Her hugging of the packages shifted lightly as she hunted for the delicious culprit, attempting to get a better view of the packages deeper within the orgy of plastic. She was completely distracted.
The scene was only lit by the heavenly light strong enough to push through the photopollution of the metropolis.The faint glow of the vending machines and distant street lights was also present, the latter far less so than the former. Things were gloomy. The soft layer of darkness was well settled on and about the duo. The light that did grace them was soft. For most races that would prove an issue — especially when it came to reading small print, as Noxa now did.
With Sanguinis' approach she didn't hear his foot steps; they were directly in front of her, after all. Her body's instincts — which was something hard wired into her — didn't see it as a threat. Not a surprise. It was like the light rustling of the wind; it was obviously there.
Something, however, did catch her attention. Something did 'trigger' instinctual behavior. A step or two that came from a direction her body wasn't already paying attention to. The two red antennae atop her head twitched, as did her ears. She hadn't realized the approaching issue until it was too late.
"Satan City polic— Erruuggh!" The ugly gurgling of a projected voice being cut off by an intrusive tendril of red was soon followed by a staccato of 'pops' accompanied by quick bursts of light. It seems in his dying the officer had discharged a few shots. There was a poking sensation against her left shoulder — a flick, really. A light breeze of sparks helped her figure the bullet had at least reached it's mark.
There was a brief surge of annoyance in Noxa; it was like a little kid had attempt to scare her and actually got her to flinch. This was exactly what had happened; the lost life was due to a reflex. Something done without thought. Noxa flinched; the officer died.
It all happened too fast, really. Even for Noxa. Her body moved without her command. Instinct. Noxa turned back at the sound of visceral, deep swallowing. She'd not realized she was drinking the man she'd impaled through the extended tendril-like mane. Well, not until she felt the satisfying, filling ecstasy that it brought. A brush of red had stricken across Noxa's face, leaving a vivid blush.
"Oh, damn..." Came the woman's soft, velvety voice. "Of all the accidental cheat meals I could have... Why'd it have to such a trouble some one?" A soft sigh escaped Noxa. She looked back to see a shriveling husk of skin already too frail and fragile to properly hold an uniform together. "Why did it have to be someone who would raise questions?" The woman's head slowly swung from side to side in disapproval.
All the goodies suspended or held by the woman clattered and puft against the hard floor. She was no longer where she just stood. Her form had moved besides the residual blue clothing of the man who once was. "Damn... I have to provide some answers..."
The caress of night's veil came to be promptly forced aside as a ball of light gave the scenery new light; a crimson hue that matched the murderer's hair. A quick blast downward enveloped the area in a quick flash of smoke and debris. A small ki-blast's detonation was sure to cover up any questions about this immediate accident.
Once the smoke cleared Noxa's form was no longer there beside the tarnished infrastructure.
A disembodied voice was carried through echos and west bound winds.
"A rain check on our little picnic together." It said. "Until then~"
Was actually really fun!
Exiting thread; taking PL w/ Heavy weights!
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Aug 18, 2016 0:30:33 GMT
Sangu: 3443 PL gained. 73,773 > 77,216 @noxa: 4301 PL gained. 28,727 > 33,028
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