Bob's newest plan to make money.... this time, it was flawless! He would start selling things! Anything! He would sell flowers! He would sell potatoes! He would sell Lemonverries! He would sell Meatshields panties! Wait what? What the fuck bob? Why would you take Meatshield's panties? That's low man. Low. You piece of saibaman trash. So, anyway, he was hosting a shop, inside of his tent that doubled as his and Meatshield's house. He set up several tables, each with the goods laid out on them. The many goods included fanny packs, swagalicious sunglasses, baseball bats, guns, and a picture of a pink saibaman. He would make so much money, and then buy everything! Right after he finished this ice cream. And maybe another pound or two.
Bob and Meatshield stood in the sidewalk in front of their store, waving signs and yelling. The signs said "PLEASE COME TO OUR SHOP" and "Homeless, please give us money and buy stuff." They also each had a kitten, each one meowing for food. "Master, are you sure this will work?" "Of course, everyone likes kittens." "But master, aren't our goods not that rare or great?" "Aren't you not that smart or strong? Now shut up and hold your kitten. Someone will come, any time now. And when he does, we'll be rich, just like we were before!"
Verst had been relatively bored since landing on Yardrat. He spent most of his time in the market looking for someone to 'convince' to give him their spaceship. However today he saw a strange site. A... Saibaman. and a spider man? He shook his head and decided to investigate the strange sight. They were also holding kittens and waving small poorly written signs.
Curiosity drove him forward. "So ... A strange sight to see a saibaman in the Arcosian Empire with a... Thing, anyway what're you selling" He said still expecting an equally strange question to the situation he'd found himself. But he was still curious.
"Yes! A customer! I told you Meatshield! I FUCKING TOLD YOU!" Bob said, excited. He scooped out a piece of ice cream, before saying "We're on our way to becoming rich Meatshield." "Yes, but will he buy it? Anyway, here he is, better impress him" The Arcosian walked, over asking what they had to sell. Bob eagerly jumped up, showing him around the table. "Yes yes, we have many goods, we have lots of things! If you look over here, we have baseball bats, if you look at this table you see our collection of guns, over here is potatoes and Lemonverries, and over here, we have Meatshield's panties. Care to buy" He said, but of course in Saiba-Speech, so all the man heard was gibberish. "Master, why do you have my panties." "Err, I meant a different meatshield, uh, this meatshield!" Bob said, grabbing a squirell and twisting it into a shield shape. "See? A meatshield. A shield made out of meat." "OK master, I believe you." Meatshield said, ever the gullible per-uh, spider? This whole conversation took place in saiba-speech, with only Meatshield speaking english. "So," Bob said, turning to the arcosian waiting "Care to buy?"
"What did you say?" He spoke to the both of them. Wondering if there was some hidden insult however the Giant spider man spoke in a language he understood but he felt the other half of the conversation was more important "What is the little green man saying?" Verst asked to the spider in a slightly condescending tone. The Saibaman clearly speaking it's native tongue of a strange collection of sounds which Verst didn't care for.
Verst stood with his hands behind his back and his chest pronounced. "I tend to take what i cannot afford, or want. I also think that neither of you could stop me if you wanted." He chuckled to himself and observed the street.
"What! NO! TAKE IT ALL! TAKE MEATSHIELD'S PANTIES!" Bob yelled, throwing panties at the Arcosians face. He ran over, grabbing a bag and filling it with everything there, baseball bats, guns, potatoes, lemonverries, panties, whatever he could find. He shoved it in Verst's face, with a lot of the goods falling out.
"Master we shouldn't give him all of our merchandise, I suggest we just kill him." Meatshield said.
"WAIT WHAT! NO DON'T NO NO! STOP!"
"Too late." He said, shooting at Verst with a blast of ki.
"WHAT THE HELL?"
"Master we need to stop him from stealing our stuff"
The goods hastily collected and some even thrown at him, pleased and confused. Discarding the panties he prepared to to grab the goods. Politely nodding "I'm so glad we came to an agreement." Then the spider started talking. "Kill me! HAH! Good luck!" The ki then hit him. He was distracted by the goods and his own ego. The blast hit him, sending him into a nearby wall.
Darkness took him. But then his eyes fluttered open. The spider still standing there and the small green man. This, this wasn't how this was supposed to go. But maybe he could rectify the situation.
"Serve me or die. Those are your options." He said standing out of the rubble slowly brushing off rubble.
Dark black horns burst out of the side of his head and shoulders with a scream. It'd been some time since he had to break out this form "Are you sure you wish to face me?" He said smugly
"SERVE YOU SERVE YOU! PLEASE DON'T HURT US! ALL HAIL THE GREAT AND MIGHTY WHITE DUDE! ALL HAIL! ALL GLORY!' BoB said, falling to the floor in worship "Are you sure we should do this? Don't we need Zenni?" "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET ON THE FLOOR!" "OK then. Oh great and powerful one, please let us serve you, we are unworthy, yadda yadda what do you want us to do." "Meatshield stop being sassy. Our new master will kill us." "I just don't like worshiping some guy we met in an alleyway." "Meatshield I very clearly know more than you, you were literally born yesterday." "Yes but I was programmed with all of the knowledge in the former BoB corp database." "AND I PUT THAT THERE! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP AND BOW!" "Fine," Meatshield said, falling on his knees. "Oh great and powerful one, how can we serve you."
Post by Polara Thermia on Aug 19, 2016 2:17:41 GMT
Polara had been sitting on one of the roofs of the Friezaton city, the military commander coldly observing the trades going on below and making sure things were running smoothly. A few times there were scuffles, yet only verbal scuffles which quickly got solved and thus not needing her stepping in.
However, a sudden rush of ki alerted her to a nearby alley, where an Arcosian having seemingly transformed. The ki was greater than her own, and in order to maintain the order she herself would have to transform. Closing her eyes as the female stood; a rush of ki exploded from her and she quickly descended into the scene in her Brute form.
Towering over the rest at about ten feet tall, the Arcosianess looked at the situation. Two weird creatures bowed to the other Arcosian; to which the other had slightly inverted colors from her own. Her voice rung coolly in the alley, arms folded. "Both of you beings, rise. The only one to be worshipped is Lord Abzerute. As for you, explain what is going on here, now."
The last word was rather firm, indicating that Verst had really no other option than to speak up. "Trading here is done fairly. Stealing is not permitted, so if you are planning on taking away forcibly what these two have I suggest you put it back if you are not paying." Polara was serious about her words, not tolerating any incompetence or stupidity.
"I apologize, i didn't mean to cause offense. I simply made an empty threat and they over-reacted." He glared at the 2 strange figures "I didn't deal the first blow so i thought it only right to defend myself." He said in an honest tone. He causually kicked the bag of goods towards the 2 figures at the stall. His horns slowly descended back into his body.
[Reduced Form PL:2250]
"And who is this Lord, i don't believe I've encountered him in my travels. But he does sound like an interesting character, i'd wish to meet with." Verst said inquisitively.
"WHAT! BLAMING IT ON US? YOU PIECE OF TRASH! I WILL KILL YOU!" Bob said, kicking dust at Verst "What master means, is that he threatened us to kill us if we didn't give him our goods, and so I retaliated in self defense and shot a ki blast. Unless self-defense is illegal, I see no problem with that. Or is it? Sorry, I'm only programmed with my masters limited knowledge." "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT ME BITCH? I'LL FUCKING CUT YOU MEATSHIELD." "Well excuse me then Master." Meatshield said, smirking. He was excited by calling out his master, his small bits of rebellion brought him joy. "So then, on behalf of me and my master, I thoroughly apologize."
Post by Polara Thermia on Aug 20, 2016 0:00:02 GMT
Polara looked at Verst, then back to the saibaman and spider creature. She mused over what she was told; it seemed like Verst was the antagonist from her viewpoint. As such, she had duty to speak to the male Arcosian. "I approve of your powering down. As of your empty threats, I disapprove of this. If you do not know Lord Abzerute, he is the leader and ruler of the Arcosian Empire. My name is Polara, and I am the military commander."
The feminine biped looked at Verst with a cool glare, watching him before turning her eyes on the dual creatures. "Be at ease. I hear an aggressive tone to your voice; despite the fact I do not understand your language." The woman's tone was calm, taking control of the situation before it escalated into something worse.
"Y... yes, right away." BoB said, giving a slight bow "So then, would you mind helping us clean up? As you can clearly see, our shop is fairly destroyed." Meatshield said, as he began to pick up the goods and set them back on the table. The damage from the ki blast was spectacular, with several tables on the floor and the goods all over. BoB came down as well, attempting to pull up the tent. He failed, but Meatshield came over and put it back up.
Verst looked back and forth between the commander and the saibaman with his companion. Assuming the situation was resolved, he decided it was time to leave before any kind of punishment could be enacted on him. "Well it's been a pleasure commander, and not so much Mr. Saibaman. Be seeing you" He started to turn away and walk into the market once again.
He hoped to not see the saibaman again but. The Commander and Emperor sounded intriguing.
Post by Polara Thermia on Aug 20, 2016 1:25:18 GMT
Polara watched as the saibaman spoke; tone calmer now which put the Arcosian at rest, realizing the situation was resolved at last as she saw Verst trying to slip away. Her voice was low as she spoke to the retreating Arcosian, serious in every aspect of her voice. "Do NOT let me catch you causing problems again, or I will take action. I will be watching you to make sure you cause no mayhem."
Turning back to Meatshield and Bob, she closed her eyes and let out a sigh, shrinking in height and power back into her true form. Noticing a few flaws in the tent structure she decided to aid, moving and clicking the poles firmly into place. Taking a few coins out of her pocket; she gently put them in the hands of the Saibaman.
"I may not understand your language, but I hope you can understand me. Here is a donation of one hundred Zeni, put it to good use and get a booth to store your merchandise if you will, it is yours now. As this situation is now resolved, I will be taking me leave. Good day, and may you prosper."
With that, the feminine Arcosian's navy blue ki flickered gently to life, a cool dark flame as she lifted off into the air, returning to the roof and proceeding to watch the city once more. There would be no chaos with the commander viewing over the streets of the busy city of Friezaton.