The young Saiyin Sinage took off his jacket throwing it behind him. Taking his normal charging stance he spread his legs shoulder with apart being his elbows down by his waist. Fisted ball up slightly bent at the knees Sinage started to power up charging his KI. Letting out a roar. His screams loud enough to reach the heavens. He felt all his muscles twitch as KI filled his body with the blood flowing through his muscles energized him. Pulling up his muscles as he stopped suddenly the ground around now turned into a small creator . The rocks and dust around him kicked up and pushed away. He waited for a challenger.
(Thread PL: 10,337,340) (Took a few liberties with the setting, hope you don’t mind)
Vi-Poi rode his bicycle swiftly through the grass of the Northern country, glad to have a little time off to enjoy a little relaxation. Every minute was a fight or someone bawling about someone having died in a fight. And when it wasn’t that, he was dealing with aliens and mutants and bad-tempered people with big battle points. The only thing worse than dealing suspect tree-beings and giant monsters was dealing with the Legislature and their constant political preening.
He put all that out of his mind as his blue eyes scanned the idyllic fields of green backed by lofty mountains seemingly carved from ice. A few people shared the slender trail with him, and the small android courteously dipped his bike around them with a jingle of the silver bell on its handle. This made him chortle with amusement. It was something Poi used to do.
Just as Vi-Poi was about to ring the bike’s bell for another hiker, a large jacket whipped around his face and torso, its fabric totally obscuring his vision.
“What the!?” He muffled in exclamation, bike veering as a sleeve caught between the tire and fork, making him flounder and crash several yards down the path in a cloud of dust.
“Eaaaaggggghhh!” He heard a voice scream, the unmistakable sound of a kiai tearing through the air. Vi-Poi groaned. Of all the times and places. The air around him hummed with energy, and the small android was lifted softly from the ground by it, hovering inches above the grass. The jacket pulled away from his face, revealing the world to him once more as its tangling sleeves flapped higher into the sky, soon joined by large stones and great heaps of dirt.
Vi-Poi scratched at his icy blue hair, peering over in shock. Whoever this Saiyan was, he was really going at it! A gouge in the earth burst around his feet, and a visible aurora of chi sizzled around him. “Wowie.”
After watching the latest episode of Mumen Rider, the small magenta and cyan saibaman had finally garnered enough money and courage to pull off one of things he had wanted to do ever since his first appearance in a gag anime about super heroes. Flying from his home all the way to the Frozen North, EGG had searched up a place in the directory for a certain special shop that he knew had exactly what he desired. Flying into a town, EGG had entered into a building, and came out riding one small, but dope looking violet tricycle
Although EGG had been trying to act more and more professional as he had dreamed of becoming a hero, he had always wanted to get a bicycle of his own in order to emulate the bike riding heroes that he loved to watch on the television, but the issues was that he never had the actual money to purchase them. Little EGG was gullible enough to believe that some bikes could give people special powers, and thus he was able to dole out the extra bit of zeni in order to purchase his new travelling apparatus. Sure the saibaman could fly, but there is always that little bit of bliss that one gets from riding an actual vehicle.
Starting his ride from the city, he rode on into the more rural sections of the Frozen Country, loving the feeling of the chilled air against his odd plant-like flesh as he rode his violet trike as far as he could across the grass. It was a sensational feeling of joy that he had missed as a young saibaman, before he had to deal with the real world issues after the old man had died. Having had his mind occupied by such sad thoughts, he missed the obvious ditch in the ground in grass as he rode over it. His front wheel getting caught in the ditch, the poor Saibaman was flung from his tricycle and down to the bottom of the hill he was on.
Tumbling and rolling, EGG had bounced his way to the bottom of the hill, stopping on his back at the bottom while clasping at his head in pain. It was completely dumb and careless of him to not wear any head gear, but the best helmet costed as much as the bike itself. In some pain, EGG pulled himself up off the ground, only to look at the powering up saiyan face to face, staring square in the eyes, the saibaman unsure of what to say as it maintained a confused look on his face.
Sinage looked down on the alien at his feet. Taking a step back. Sinage stretched his left hand out in front of him. Bending at his knees putting his weight on his back foot. right elbow tucked in behind him.Looking down on egg still in his lead hand. Sinage charged an attack that was unmistakable to those who know old legends or had it in their data base. The aera around the 3 three of them. "Well I hope you our battle is amazing. Show me your pride!" The green aura started to close into the center. of his left palm. Now in his hand was a weaker form of the legendary eraser canon.
However this whole time from behind sinage had no taken notice of the other person behind him vi poi.
Vi-Poi blinked as the Saibaman came tumbling down the hill. He hadn’t seen one of those in a while. It’d spilled off from a tricycle. The android ran a quick self-diagnostic to make sure his cognition system and memory bank wasn’t going completely haywire. It all checked out.
Lowering his feet softly to the ground, Vi-Poi surveyed his wrecked bicycle as the Saiyan and the Saibaman got acquainted. The big chrome hanger bars had been scratched up some, but it’d take a serious ki blast or a direct hit from a missile to break these bikes. They’d been designed in the retro style, first developed thousands of years ago. A tried and tested technology, built to withstand all the impossible demands of a billion rambunctious childhoods across the ages.
The chain had popped off in the tumble though, and his lamp was busted. The front wheel’s thin metal spokes had smacked into a big rock, bowing them outward. Nothing was beyond repair, though.
Wiping dust off the seat of his jeans, Vi-Poi put thumb and index finger on the bill of his West City Bombers baseball cap, twisting it until the hat sat backwards on his head. Wearing jeans, sneakers, and a radioactive-pink Survive Planet Vegeta! vintage hoody (the hoody a commemorative 20th anniversary remembrance of the cheesy horror cult classic from 2783 – with all that 80s movie exuberance), he might be mistaken by the strangers for a run-of-the-mill teenager. Flipping his telekinesis on, Vi-Poi used his chi to pull the bike up and wheelie it back to him, resting it on its kickstand.
He watched the Saiyan and Saibaman with increasing interest. Maybe there'd be some fun to be had. Neither were raising any red flags or safety advisories on the BlueNet, so at least they weren’t complete jerks. Probably. Folding his arms across his chest, Vi-Poi leaned back against his battered bike, running them both through his diagnostics, text scrolling quickly down his blue eyes as he gave them the fine-eyed survey down to the molecular level.
(Lock On/3D Scan Mode [UT3] used on both Sinage and EGG.) Lock On/3D Scan Mode [UT3] Vi-Poi has augmented his advanced Heads Up Display with a Lock On program, which allows him to process combat at a much faster rate, and delivers an overall boost to his accuracy rating. His combat sensors have been finely-tuned with his ki guidance system, making his homing and chasing techniques that much more precise, view the entire EM spectrum band, and allow for rudimentary target data. The HUD is further augmented to allow for more extensive target data (biological/technical composition, possible weakpoints, dangers) as well as provides a 360-degree alert system within ten meters. (Similar in function to a Ki Sense)
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. Capper had been working on this project for a few weeks now! The Saiyan mechanic had been working on a very special mode of transport, as he was practicing making vehicles so that he could make his own spaceship one day to get off of the Earth himself. The first prototype? A badass motorbike, that's what! Capper designed the front to look like an animal skull of the sort, and the neon blue lights could penetrate even the densest of fogs. It would be so cool if he could add a turret or some boosters onto this thing one day! But for now, it was an average Earth motorcyle- albeit one without certain speed restrictions.
Capper was on his new bike, speeding down a road in the North. It was hard to believe he came here from the East in only an hour or so! The bike buzzed and whirred loudly as it traveled down a narrow, winding road. He slowed it down to a crawl so he could maneuver properly along the slender path. A light snow began to drizzle down, causing the saiyan to stop his bike and reach into a pouch on the left side, which contained his winter wear- the same ones he picked up awhile back when he bumped into a strange Majin man. Slapping on his oversized green cape and navy blue jacket and snowpants, but keeping his rubber gloves, the saiyan hopped back on his bike and continued down the path, the cold nipping at his exposed nose.
Only a minute or so after gearing up in his warm clothes, the saiyan spotted a flare of Green Ki nearby. Yet Another fighter, most likely... Joy. But since when did anyone on this site go away from the danger?! It was not that strong of a reading, according to his Scouter. Maybe he'd be able to sit down and just watch a dude train for a bit or fight while he re-calibrated his motorcycle? It would provide some entertainment. So, the saiyan biked towards it, his new motorbike buzzing in response.
It took longer than anticipated to get over to the fight- the saiyan's scouter picked up two more powers when he neared, but the saiyan didn't bother to register them while he was biking. He had to keep his eyes on the road! Pressing a button to make the menus and power readings on his scouter vanish, he completely passed by the fact that one of the strongest being in the whole universe was nearby.
After carefully winding through the road, Capper tilted his bike to the side, causing it to screech for a moment as it came to a sudden stop. Setting his foot on the ground to keep it stable for a moment, Capper looked off at the fighter with the green ki. He had a monkey-like tail-- Another Saiyan! Was he with the SSE? Could he go home now? Probably not- nobody he met was with the SSE so far. He wouldn't get his hopes up. There was also a Saibaman, oddly enough, that seemed to have fallen off a nearby tricycle. "Huh." Capper spoke, raising a brow. Where was this one's master? Was it the Saiyan? No, it couldn't be- he was charging up an attack to attack the little pink and blue creature! Turning his head, Capper only now noticed Vi-Poi. Well, snap. Now he had to partake in social activity! Trying to make small talk, the Saiyan still remained perched on his custom bike, blinking a few times as he spoke awkwardly. "So, uh... You here to watch the fireworks, too?"
[Thread PL: 5000] [RACIAL; Ankoku Hide, Defensive PL is 10,000] Contrary to what most would expect, there were also motorized vehicles that were built specifically to not make all that much noise (and thereby also not overcompensate for something, as the saying goes). One such vehicle was in the ownership of a rather stylish young woman; Valence. She had worked together with some talented people to create a unique mode of one-person transportation. Everyone knew what a motorcycle was, heck, hover-bikes were all the rage these days too!
But, if people would dare to only imagine for a single moment what a motorized unicycle could possibly look like? Oh, the opportunity was too good to pass up in Vale's mind. It was something she had to at least have a hand in making. Being the creation and technically daughter of many scientists has an impact on one's academic and creative ability in ways only few would be able to understand.
To this end, Vale had managed to design and help with the manufacturing of a prototype vehicle. It was similar to a regular bike in terms of driver's seat placement... But what was it that made the thing so unique? Well, giant wheel that went up, around and over it, of course! It was essentially like one circular treadmill.
As much as Vale was fond of this current design, even she would accept that it was perhaps rather silly. Even sillier still was her choice of road to practice on! A road around a frozen wasteland covered in snow of all things! Most people would call it foolish, but Vale thought of it as the perfect place to test the vehicles shock absorbing capabilities and the quality of the internal gyro-core.
Vale rode along for quite a while through several roads until she happened upon quite a peculiar scene! A young man that seemed to be training his body had just been found by... Premier Vi-Poi?! 'Hang on a sec, why would he be out here..?' She thought whilst silently parking her goofy motorbike off to the side. A few moments later, two smaller individuals had arrived... Both on their own vehicles too! A small pink Saibaman on a tricycle, which would be safe enough, in Vale's mind... As for the other person? Not so much. They looked no older than ten, why were driving that motorbike?! "Hey! What d'you think you're doin on that thing, young man?!" Alas, oddly maternal instincts kicked in...
Post by Collan Vixen on Sept 29, 2016 12:32:04 GMT
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Meanwhile, Collan had been taking a stroll. Besides just not having a vehicle, it would seem pretty dumb to drive in these conditions. But Collan had a felling he hasn't had in a while, Collan had felt...bored. He hasn't had much to do, but it was fine. Not like he mattered to anyone in this city...then something caught Collan's attention.
He turned to see a someone, charging. It seems this one was definitely more powerful than Collan. But that didn't matter...maybe Collan's boredom would end here. He quickly jumped to hide somewhere, watching what would happen.
[Still at Heavy Weighted level, as I'm buying back my Heavy Weights very soon]
EGG, sitting at the bottom of the hill, looked at the powering up person with a raised eye-brow, who apparently was more than ready to throw down with the pink and blue tennenman. Watching the man power up his weak, generic green ball attack, EGG would try to open his mouth to speak, wanting to talk some sense into this violent thug, but to no avail as it seemed the guy decided to speak up first, saying that they're battle will be a glorious one.
Shaking his hands left and right, EGG finally managed to say, "Me no want fight! Me just fell off bike and got here! I only want fun, not violence crazy guy!" No matter how much the caped plant-based alien would plead, it would more than likely fall on deaf ears as he seemed more than ready to throw down. So, EGG had to think quickly on his feet in order to avoid any violent combat, not wanting to fight back if he could, as he knew he could take this saiyan down. Doing so, however, would give this guy a different idea and lead to even more violence down the road. The only way to end the problem was through non-violence.
A smirk on his face, EGG would hold out a hand, creating an orb of ki in it. For anyone who could sense ki, they would be able to feel that this was not a wavelength of ki that could destroy or incinerate anything in his path, but felt like it was a ki frequency which was soothing, strong, and calm. EGG had no intent to kill this guy, which reflected very well in his ki wavelengths, as he charged up a golden orb of energy in the palm of his hand.
Not wanting to give up, EGG asks, "Why must fight? You want fight, I know. But why? You could enjoy life, do other thing as well. Fighting isn't all there is for life. Stop self now, or I stop you myself."
While saying this, EGG could feel presences all around him as he could sense ki. Most of which were relatively around the same strength as this savage person. Internally, EGG started to worry that they were here to cause trouble as well, which meant that he had to double down on his hero duties today.
Seeing the Aliens wall pop up he jumped back Feeling the power level of the Saiba-man he was completely out classed in all ways. No one to be careless in battle he decided to power down his Ki and give the saiba-man some space. "What how are you so strong for a Saiba man this shouldnt be possible by normal standards." The young Saiyin for the first time had a very shocked look on his face. How could an inferior race be so much strong then him. The blow to his pride hurt more then any lose in battle ever had. Taking a few more steps back he flew over to his jacket picking it up. He flew away feeling disgrace.
A veritable crowd was gathering, all of them strong. At surreal moments like these, Vi-Poi wondered if there was such a thing as fate. Or maybe the Universe’s chi supply had a mind of its own, always churning itself together before tearing itself apart.
Vi-Poi noticed glumly that each new arrival had a progressively-more intricate mode of transport than his old chromester. His bike had immortal charm, at least.
The android answered the Saiyan child with an mmmhmm of agreement. A strange blue humanoid had been jolted by the sight of him, and he slouched against his bike, fighting back a sigh as that attention thankfully shifted into a chastisement of the Saiyan boy riding his motorbike. He guessed he’d always be recognized, sooner or later.
But before there could be any rowdy battle between Saibaman and Saiyan, the guy who’d just been howling out challenges and making such an impressive emerald aura abruptly folded up like a lawnchair, fleeing in fear before a single punch was thrown. Vi-Poi shoved his fingers into the pockets of his jeans. “Well,” He said as the Saiyan flew off quickly into the sky. “That was pretty anticlimactic.”
Vi-Poi watched the disappearing dot with bemusement. Saiyans were usually braver than that.
He better hope Queenie doesn’t find out about him turning tail. Poi’s ghost mused cheerily. She’ll make him a Latrine Elite.
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Jax hated the northern country. He hated everything about the grass, and the blue sky, he hated it all. He hated the whole darn planet, and wished the whole thing would just blow up. Okay, that wasn't true, not even a bit. In truth, our purple-cladded hero was just hungry, as he hadn't eaten in days thanks to having lost his job and being a wandering warrior of justice and all that. He remembered how whenever he complained about food to his father, he always responded by starting how the strongest warriors in the universe could quench their hunger purely using their own control of their bodies and the ki within them. Jax always found that to be a loud of bullshit. No ki and mastery of it could compare to some good steak and fries, in his mind. So while wandering and "warrioring" around the country, following the path of the fighter inside him...or something. He hadn't done this in awhile and had forgotten most of the details on how he was supposed to be doing it. Either way, his "fighter's path" was telling him he needed to take a pee, and he felt inclined to follow that bit of guidance at least.
Taking a quick pit-stop to fully follow the path he felt lead on, Jax noticed a group quickly amassing in the area nearby. They seemed as if they were all gathering around a glowing figure, and after exchanging some words with him, the stranger stopped being all glowy and sparkly and flew off into the air with a big old sad face. It surprised Jax how anyone could so quickly how anyone could be made to feel so down in such a sudden manner, but when zipping up his pants and preparing to leave, the reason hit him. Seeing a blue haired man in the middle of all the gathered individuals, a wave of anger and betterment washed over him. Of course, it was that slimy mechanical arse that had stolen the rightful role from Jax, and sent his life down the shitter. Or at least, further down it. The others must of all been his cronies, and they all must of been bullying that undeserving fellow, causing him to leave in such a depressed state.
No, Jax was not having this. He wouldn't let this man shatter any more dreams and ruin more lives. Storming past what he assumed to be the android's military forces, he shoved a finger in the president's face, getting on his tippiest of toes while doing so.
"VI-POI, YOU MASTER OF MEANY BO-BEENIES! YOU BETTER FIX THIS RIGHT NOW! YOU JUST HURT ANOTHER PERSON'S FEELINGS, AND I'M NOT HAVING ANYMORE OF IT! NOW, GO FLY AFTER THAT PERSON, AND FIX THIS RIGHT UP, YOU HEAR ME? BECAUSE I WILL NOT DEAL WITH ANYMORE RUDE JERK MCGEES LIKE YOURSELF AND YOUR 'FRIENDS' GOING AROUND AND MESSING WITH THE PEOPLE OF THIS PLANET!"
Feeling he had made his point clear, Jax folded his arms together, as he stared down (or rather stared intensely upwards) at the man who he blamed for the downfall of everything in his life.
Post by Tekuma Mayakon on Oct 2, 2016 22:24:11 GMT
Thread PL: 8,003. H Weights 2,008.)
Tekuma had been sitting in a tree not too far from the area, the pine tree's leafy points keeping her sheltered as she sat on a non sap-coated tree. A ki had risen off in the distance, still in view of the hybrid's eyesight. There seemed to be quite an odd mass of people; including a bio-android, a saibaman, a human, two Saiyans, a hybrid, and.. VIRTUAL POI?! The sight of the azure administrator surprised her, and there seemed to be quite a lot of bikes as she registered the Saibaman charging the attack.
A frown played on the young female's lips as she descended from the pine tree and floated over to the scene, catching this human yelling at ViPoi and calling him a "master of meany bo-beenies." Her frown grew as she approached the scene, touching down in the snow before turning her gaze to Jax. "So, you think the Blue Banner are Jerk Mcgees, don't you? We PROTECT the people of this planet from morons such as yourself." Her tone was cold, sharp as a blue banner pin gleamed on her chest.
"I suggest YOU take back what you've said, think before you speak, and do not criticize the job we do. We work to keep the planet safe from harm, and if you try anything I can almost guarantee your arrest if you attempt assault. You've already verbally attacked and criticized not only the blue banner leader, but the leader of the planet. Now, I will give you a chance to show remorse for your words or I will take you in for jail time."
Capper kicked down his motorbike's kickstand, looking dwown at the fight below. The android beside him seemed to be watching the scuffle down below as well. Neat! However, the saiyan seemed to flee when he realized he was outmatched. Capper gave a quick 'booooo' as he flew away, disappointed by the outcome. Sure, Capper did the same thing when he was outmatched, but no WARRIOR would run from a fight they started! The saibamen didn't even seem to want to fight! The blue android also seemed disappointed to by the outcome, to which Capper nodded and spoke a quick "Yuh-Huh." in agreement. Sitting down and kicking his legs back and fourth off the steep cliff that led down to where the Tennenman was, the saiyan let out a soft sigh.
Capper was about to try to hit up some friendly small talk with the android when someone else showed up- a blue bug-lady of the sort. A bio-android, perhaps? She seemed shocked to see the man sitting beside Capper, but the saiyan boy didn't have enough time to think about that before she called him 'a little young to be riding a motorbike. Inhaling slowly with an irritated expression, Capper spoke in a calm and blunt tone despite his frustration."...Lady. Listen here reeeeeeal close. I am sixteen. And I will be hitting my growth spurt any day now, and I will become six feet tall and tower all of you." He spoke, eyes half closed with a look that said "seriously?"
Soon enough, a strange man in purple showed up, yelling at the android beside Capper. Well, that was no way to treat someone that did nothing to you! He didn't even do anything to that one stupid saiyan guy! Puffing out his chest a little and raising a finger to speak in rebuttle, Capper didn't get a chance to talk before low and behold, Tekuma showed up and began to attack the man with words. After her first sentence about protecting the planet, Capper stood up, taking a few steps back from the lady. "Oh. You. Y-You're the Tekuma lady that wanted to touch my robots! S-Stay away from me! " He growled, looking around hastily before standing next to his motorbike. But what she said next sent a few chills down Capper's spine. Looking at the blue-haired android, Capper's brows raised, putting two and to together. Looking at Vi-Poi, Capper spoke to himself quietly. "...Leader of the Earth?... oh... ohhhhh my stars." Swallowing hard, the saiyan tapped a button on his scouter, daring to look at his power. And that raw power of TEN MILLION sent a chill down the Saiyan's spine. Was Zucceta even that strong?! Shaking his fear aside for now, Capper spoke with a shrug. "You know what? I'm gonna go chill with the Saibaman. And you'd all better get your game up if a Saibaman is cooler than the rest of you CLODS!"
And with that, Capper hopped up on his bike, revving the engine as the licghts flickered on. Before he headed off to the Saibamen, he turned around and spoke to Vi-Poi. "...You're cool though, blue guy! Or uh... King of Earth! Whoever you are!" He spoke, not wanting to provoke someone as strong as him. At least they had the same taste in fights to watch! And with that, the saiyan revved his engine once more, speeding over to the Tennenman. Popping a wheelie as he rushed over, the saiyan turned his bike to the side, causing it to let out a quick screech as it came to a stop next to the cotton-candy colored saibaman.
Still on his bike, Capper looked down at the lesser race that served the saiyans back on Vegeta. "Hiya, Tennenman. Mind if I chill here? Those cloddy clods up there are getting on my nerves..."
With a slight shift of her gaze, Vale looked downhill and raised her eyebrow in a combination of confusion and mild disappointment. It seemed as though the (now retreating) warrior, upon getting a better look, was a Saiyan... Vale found this weird, because Saiyans don't typically just drop everything and leg it when faced with someone stronger-- in fact, didn't they live for that? Didn't the potential of strong opponents excite them regardless of the chances they had? Apparently not the one in the red jacket, he seemed to have a sense of self preservation... 'Huh. Thats a change of pace, speaking of...'
Making a cursory glance towards the Premier of Earth, Vale successfully stifled a little giggle... Though his stature and blue hair were unmistakable trademark features, Vi-Poi in what he was currently wearing was quite the sight to see, a far cry from the usual sighting, goofy street photo or TV broadcast.
The small Saiyan on the motorbike had also responded to Vale's sudden chastising, at which point she winced... 'Might've overreacted.. Whoops.' Given the word choice and (mostly) mature tone, it indicated the Saiyan was in some way used to saying this on a regular basis. "Hmm. Very well..." She was about to accuse him of potentially lying, but the short Saiyan's statement about 'totally growing six feet tall by growth spurt' more or less sealed the deal. Only someone that was super defensive about their height or age would resort to that. "My apologies, and... Condolences for getting momentarily shafted in the genetic lottery." Vale didn't have the heart to tell the boy that if his legendary growth spurt didn't come very soon, he might be stuck the way he is, for as soon as Saiyans hit their prime... Well, they truly cease changing until they're very old.
Peace, as far as peace went, was restored... At least until a strange, distraught man in purple appeared. It was none other than Jax Punchlust! Vale had at some point come across several DVDs of shows that featured the man; particularly JimJohn Fightingman, which she found endearingly goofy. It seemed as though the former TV star had both let himself go a little and... Fostered a rivalry or some grudge with Vi-Poi of all people? While Vale's eyes were darting between Jax and Vi-Poi, another person had shown up; another teenager had shown up, only to start berating Jax!
Vale wasn't one for letting grievances get violent, but she had faith that this could hopefully be handled without any violence. As the small Saiyan biker backed up and drove down the hill, Vale's eyes were still watching the argument... But at the same time, she had begun splitting into two of herself, the one that budded off simply picked up their one wheeled gyro-bike and jogged down the hill towards the Saibaman and grouchy Saiyan, it took the remaining 'Vale' a second to realize, but she also turned around and called to her 'twin'. "Oi! Don't ditch me- yoursel- whatever, wait up!"
Soon enough, both would end up in the same place. They both spoke in unison; "Got room for one more?" before quickly reforming into a single entity.