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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 22, 2016 0:45:45 GMT
A layed-out party had been made by a majin. One of whom who had been interested in meeting people, his original reason was for a secret prank but he got bored. Deciding to have some fun with others, he had put a flyer nearby the area he was in. Alongside several other items to lure out others, the majin had yawned, waiting for someone to enter..
The Majin had looked around, getting bored of waiting. Immediately he'd create a ball of ki, playing around with it like a volleyball until it broke, which he'd begin to try and use his makaz beam to freeze trees. Causing them to become grey, the majin had rolled his eyes in boredom. Flying into the air as he'd begin to charge his technique, lets see if he can come up with a reason for why he destroyed something!
The Majin would throw down ki blasts like bullets, letting them hit the ground and tear through trees.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 3:56:00 GMT
Strolling through the woods he called home, Marcel would take a good look around with a small smile on his face. He instinctively maneuvered himself around trees, and fallen branches, knowing this forest like the back of his hand. He had just gotten back from a nearby town, and he was relieved to be back here with nature. He rest a hand under his chin, thinking to himself about what to eat. Perhaps fish from the river, or maybe some deer that pranced around this area.
Just as he walked pass a tree, he noticed something from the side of his eye. Not registering it completely at first, he continued to walk pass the tree until he was a few inches away from it, pausing right before he raised his head. He took a few steps back, and took a look at what appeared to be a piece of paper attached to the tree. It was a flyer that said something about a....party? Marcel tilted his head a bit before sighing. If there was anything he knew about parties, were that there are going to be a lot of...people. Marcel wasn't exactly a social butterfly, which is why he lives in a forest...that is apparently going to be the spot for some party. Of all the places, why here!?
He then looked down to where the flyer was pointing towards, most likely the location of this...social gathering. Although he is horrible around multiple people at once, the hybrid was still curious. He wanted to see just what type of people would want to party here, and to make sure that it doesn't get so out of control to the point of this place being blown off the map.
Marcel proceeded to follow the path until he started to hear explosions which caused him to pause for a second. He then started to run deeper into the forest to the source of the noise. When he thought, blown off the map, he didn't mean literally!! Marcel looked around as he ran, and noticed that some of the trees appeared frozen with a gray color? Before he could have any time to process any of this, Marcel would see a barrage of ki blasts raining down from the sky, some of them tearing trees apart. The hybrid quickly stopped, and looked up, seeing a figure in the sky. After quickly deflecting an incoming blast, Marcel quickly flew into the sky, dodging some more incoming blasts until he managed to stop in front of the pink skinned creature.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked calmly, with an expression that didn't fit his tone at all. He appeared annoyed, as if his red black slit eyes were going to catch fire. He found such random destruction to be uncalled for, and wasn't going to stand for it, especially at a place he called home. He examined the person in front of him more. It was no doubt that he was a Maijin. If it wasn't for his encounter with the red one, Marcel would've been sitting here trying to figure out what this guy was.
"Do you have an explanation as to why you are destroying my ho...this forest?"
(Told you I'd post O-O)
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 22, 2016 5:03:05 GMT
Makaz had stopped, turning to see Marcel. He had a smile on his face, one of which turned to blank. "Oh, sorry..i just felt like doing it, you must be here from the flyer.." Makaz said. The Majin had riubbed his finger across his nose, flying down as he beckoned the hybrid to follow him. He had been excited, his grin coming back JUST in time, now he had walked over and threw something that resembled cotton candy in his mouth. Eating it as he'd start to blow a bubble, creating one from gum..
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 15:24:51 GMT
One of Marcel's eyes twitched from the Maijin's careless answer. "Because you felt like doing it?" he mumbled as his fists clenched. It wasn't until the Makaz had brought up the flyer that he cooled down a bit, an eyebrow once again being raised. Wait, you were the one who posted up those flyers?" he questioned, his fists loosening as he floated down. Anger slowly turned to nervousness as he started to think about it again. Being....surrounded by tons of people. He crossed his arms, and bit on his lower lip as he looked away.
"So...any...particular reason you're throwing this party...here?"
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 22, 2016 19:50:55 GMT
Makaz's grin had gotten bigger. "Of course..i just got bored and wanted to start meeting people, I just needed something to do. Plus I feel getting familiar with everyone around me can help.." Makaz would say
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2016 2:33:44 GMT
Marcel closed his eyes, and took a deep breathe, trying to not let his rage get the best of him. "Perhaps in the future, you should find a less...destructive way of handling your boredom?" he said as he opened his eyes, referring the the damage this Maijin caused. He had no clue a Maijin could be this destructive, but then again he's only met one other, and has been basing everything about their race on her. "By the way. Has anyone else shown up to your little get together?" he asked while looking around. It should've been obvious that no one else has came, but he wanted to be sure. Perhaps there were others around, but they were suppressing their ki so they could jump out, and surprise the hybrid. But of course that was just his paranoia talking.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 24, 2016 3:02:35 GMT
Makaz looked at him, his grin still on. "OF COURSE! Not..would you mind coming? Also I apologize If I disturbed your..place." Makaz said, crossing his arms.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2016 22:33:13 GMT
Marcel was a bit relieved to hear that no one else was here. He was reluctant on staying however in case more people did show up, but he didn't want this forest to fall prey to some more damage, so he nodded. He then shook his head at the Maijin's apology as a sign of reassurance. "No need to apologize." he said softly before leaning his back against a tree. "Sure, I reside here, but I wouldn't call this forest, "my place." he admitted as he watched some birds, tweeting happily fly by. "It belongs to all who dwells here, having enough resources to support many creatures." he went on to explain. "It's actually much more the animal's place than my own." His eyes then fell upon the Maijin, examining him more. Indeed he's a Maijin there was no doubt about that, but he looked so different compared the other one he met. For starters, his skin was pink instead of red, and appeared to have two antennae on his head. Did their species have antennae? Then why didn't Shemha have one? Unless her "hair" was actually one...It also looks like this species comes in different colors, but that wasn't too surprising considering that most races have a similar feature. "Oh, my name is Marcel by the way." he stood up from the tree, and took a bow. "May I ask what your name is?" he asked, standing back up. He had more questions to ask, but he felt that a formal greeting had to be done. Majin Makaz
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 25, 2016 1:39:44 GMT
Makaz would cross his arms, his eyes focused on the birds before he had then turned back to Marcel, like the hybrid he had been examining him too. His eyes focused on his hairstyle, which he found weird, plus how much stronger he was compared to Majin Makaz. The Majin quickly began to roll his arms up into his vest which began to stretch.
He had then spoke in a calm voice, his grin diminished to a blank look, bored as usual. "I am Majin Makaz, I just happened to be spawned from a big wad of bubblegum a few years back..absorbed my dad for some complete reason." Makaz said, stroking his chin as he had then teleported. Makaz moved to the table where he had grabbed a piece of bread, pouring sugar on it as he then ate it.
His acts seemed peculiar as he slowly shoved the bread down his throat, closing his mouth as it'd then be eaten..
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2016 16:50:39 GMT
"B-bubblegum?" Marcel tilted his head in confusion. He still knew very little about the Maijin species. It sounded like Makaz wasn't being too serious about his statement, but Marcel has a tendency of having things go over his head...Are Maijins really made of bubblegum...? In a way, it kind of would make sense given their appearance. He then said something about absorbing his father? Marcel continued to look at the Maijin as he teleported, his had still tilted to the side. "Well that's certainly...interesting." he fixed his head back up, rubbing the back of his hair. He was honestly still puzzled about all of this. An entire species made of bubblegum? Absorbing their fathers? Was that some kind of ceremony they went through? The hybrid knows there are many different species out there, but this one was by far the weirdest he has ever came across... He stood there, and watched as Makaz eat before turning his head to look at the frozen trees around them, his face appearing a bit irritated before calming down. Marcel was never the one to start, or even keep a conversation, but he felt it would be rude to stay silent now. "So..." he looked back to Makaz. "I'm guessing your species is all capable of freezing things, and eating large amounts of...sugary things?" he questioned. He didn't really understand how they were able to freeze things, but the whole eating sugary things part he kind of understood since they were well....bubblegum people maybe. Majin Makaz
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 26, 2016 19:09:08 GMT
Makaz had turned, literally covering the bread with sugar as he then spoke after downing the bread. Makaz had turned to the trees as he had then turned to Marcel, looking at the hybrid.
The Majin had rubbed his hands together, he had a few questions, just how long has this hybrid been living here? Or even how old he is, the majin would shrug his questions off. Putting his hands behind his head, truly he was PRETTY excited about several people coming into his party.
"We..cant actually freeze things, that's just a part of my abilities." He'd then continue. "Also we aren't actually gum..it's just a term used for majin, plus our race didn't come from some REALLY fat guy." Makaz said, remembering the story his father had told him, who had been told by his father and above.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2016 20:59:29 GMT
Marcel blinked a few times as he could barely recognize the bread. Any normal person would die from that much sugar! Probably...He started to nod as the Maijin talked about his ability. So it was something he picked up on his own then. Despite what it was just used for, Marcel found the technique interesting, and began wondering to himself if he could learn such an ability. He wanted to ask how he learned it, but he didn't want to feel too nosy. "Oh, so it's just some kind of racial slur?" he asked, commenting on the Maijin's answer. Marcel then began to think about how silly it was, thinking that Maijin's were actually bubblegum creatures, but could you blame the hybrid? Both Makaz, and Shemha appeared to have rubbery gum like skin, especially Makaz who was pink. Also how Shemha was able to mold her body around during their little...battle. He hated to admit it, but he too could see why people would call them bubblegum... The he started talking about a fat guy... "H-hm?" Marcel scratched the side of his head in confusion. Where did coming from some fat guy come from all of a sudden? Nobody brought up that he did, but it just raised more questions in the hybrid's head. The main one being was this Makaz guy all there in the head? But of course that would be rude, so he dismissed that question immediately. He then started to look around, seeing that they were still the only two here. "Are you sure you placed up flyers where others could see them?" he asked. Marcel personally didn't want others showing up since he does incredibly poorly around a large group of people, but he was still a bit curious, and wanted to keep the conversation going as best as he could. Majin Makaz
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 27, 2016 2:36:46 GMT
Makaz had nodded quickly, rubbing his hands together still. He had immediately burped from the two breads he had eaten, the majin had thought of his papa..who'd be insanely mad about what he did, surely the majin could TRY and make his father happy, he had a thought about ACTUALLY bringing his father to the get together.
The Majin would scratch his head also, quickly speaking again. "SO..how have you been doing prior to me almost freezing your entire forest or burning it down?" He'd say, trying to seek forgiveness in his actions. Makaz had thought, he hadn't met any of the other majins, nope. He had never truly experienced any of the other ones, seeing as how he had been trained PRETTY hard in his life he never got a time to think about how there are more of him now..
He'd stop rubbing his hands, literally his hands becoming hotter. Quickly the majin would blow on his hands, he had gotten a BIT impatient that nobody was coming into his party..
"DO YOU KNOW ANY CERTAIN PEOPLE WHO WOULD ROCK IN THIS PARTY?!" Makaz said, going into his more..impatient side.
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Post by Carva on Sept 27, 2016 2:57:32 GMT
Thread PL: 105,586 | Resillium Core: 950,274 | Inhibitor Gauntlets Active: 237,569 One thing never changes in the soul of a Saiyan warrior; the quest for power. Though Carva's enhancements had made him completely different internally than what he once was, his soul had remained firey. His soul had remained hungry, wanting something and that something? It was power.
Not surprisingly, Carva never stopped training. He never let up, he'd never let his skills become dull. He couldn't afford to. For deep down, the pride in being Breech's greatest creation was large. He wanted to continue this trend and as he stood in the peaceful setting that day, he'd fire off very precise ki blasts in the direction of clay pots hanging in the trees. His built in scouter would beep with every target as it locked on, and he'd destroy just the pot...nothing else. Carva was the perfect fighting machine.
The explosions nearby knocked a single black hair out of place, and at first the android would simply grunt. He didn't feel fear. He didn't go rushing off right away to check it out either, being that whatever it was should be of no concern to the greatest android warrior.
But it was then that his auditory sensors would pick up on the yelling coming from that very same direction, just as he'd locked onto a particularly difficult target. Annoyance in his amber eyes, armor shining in the midday sun, the warrior turned in the direction of the loud yelling. The air around his feet distorted, he slowly lifted off of the large rock he'd been standing on and floated in the direction of the yelling.
Seemingly appearing from behind a tree, he'd land on the devastated ground below him and look between the Majin and the human, speaking in a very cool, mechanical tone. "Which of you fools is being so loud? You're interfering with my training." It would be noted that he said this with a straight face, as if simply stating a fact.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Sept 27, 2016 3:49:49 GMT
Makaz had turned to Carva, he had been surprised..and kind of happy. Though one smaller part of him was scared of Carva, he'd raise his hand. Showing that he did it, but also preparing to block, not knowing JUST how more powerful Carva is than he is.
"Are you SERIOUSLY about to blow me up..IF SO, please do it AFTER the party!" He'd say, scared of this android made from a saiyan's remnants.
His eyes had darted to marcel to see if he saw this also. The Main had quickly stretched his arm, gradding a pudding cup as he'd give it to Carva to try and make him smile.
"HUNGRY? If so try my pudding cups! They're made like majin..but not real." Makaz said, crossing his arms..
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