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Post by Levlidian on Nov 28, 2016 22:28:19 GMT
Tomoyo Tulip Waterfield[PL: 100,000 + MW weights reduced in use to 25% - 50,000] Deep in the mountains where the dry snow swept like that of serpent to encompass the barren stone at the midsection of the grandest mountain. Sat on this ledge rested a large shack, a simple creation erected by hand with a metallic half sphere at the rear of it but seemingly attached all the same. The triangular roof collected an inch thick haven of snow, from within a subtle sound of snoring coupled with the inviting glower of a fire. Yet the storm snared angrily at the concept that obstructed its talons of cold, subtle creaks of the structure coupled with howls like a wolf only added to the blizzards severity. Months had passed since Levlidian had built this home yet still it stood, come snow or shine it buffeted what ever powerful weather sought its downfall. from time to time he'd ventured out either to the Capitol to meet Marco for a drink or out to find a new opponent; else he'd visit Master Hinawa at her home for training, say what you like about the humans but this one sure knew how to push a Saiyan to his brink. Having returned from one such session, the beast had all but passed out the moment he'd stroleld in, tossing the now far too light weights aside and acquiring a seat a long with his favourite book; Lev' had intended to remain awake and study. Yet, deep within Levlidian lounged lazily upon the couch and the only sound to be heard from the beast was a gentle snoring and the steady crackle of the flames before him; it had been a long few days but the young Saiyan had found time to both relax and study the book he'd acquired on Namek. The snoring itself drew from beneath the pages of the item which lay across his scarred visage, starting, the beast rose from his position and allowed the fabricated collection of papers to descend before him to the wooden floor with a loud bump. "Damnit," sighed the Saiyan and he started round the seat to locate his lost piece of scripture and tossing it back to his seat. The Tournament had ended abruptly for the beast but once again he found himself grinning, the sudden outburst of his opponent had been like a blast from the past, it mimicked how he'd first shown his Father that, he, Levlidian had potential yet to be tapped. Tomoyo clearly had just that and our protagonist was willing to do what it took to draw it entirely out of the boy. However, first he'd need for him to find him and full-fill the challenge Lev' had issued him; to hunt down the young Saiyan and seek a session of training. "I honestly doubt that kid's even going to last a second in this storm," mumbled the young male and he chuckled; how wrong he was.
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 29, 2016 1:48:57 GMT
PL: 4,200
Many many years ago, it was said that this earth was formed by the cold. From melting snow came the oceans, from the freezing winds formed the ground we walk, from the burning ice came the sweltering core of which contained the planet's center... To Tomoyo however, this information meant jack diddly squat as he didn't care whatever the cold did, it still sucked!
"It's s-s-so c-c-c-c-cold-d-d!" Tomoyo mumbled to himself while dragging his body through the piling snow. Tomo couldn't see even a foot in front of him as he slowly began picking his way through the fierce snow while chattering his teeth ferociously. The only things the child even had with him in his possession was the Magic Stick that he owned, which he was using like a walking stick to maneuver as if he were a blind man through the snow. "*sniff* Why does Hina even live so far out?!"
Right about to give up and collapse in the snow, Tomoyo raised his stick to slam it down into the snow for the last time only to be surprised as instead it hit...
CLANG
Metal? Eyes widening while trying to see through the blazing storm, the hybrid child slowly stumbled a few more meters blind while feeling the area around him and... indeed, it was metal! "I made it!" Tomo said before throwing himself foreward and out of the raging blizzard. Not even caring for the common courtesy of knocking on the door at this point, Tomoyo nearly ripped it off its hinges as he flung himself into the building before slamming it shut behind him. Sliding along the floor as his wet everything slid along, the sliding child slowed to a dull stop before finally rubbing his eyes and clear his vision.
Looking up and around the inside of the building searching for his Kitsune friend, Tomo's face put on a weak but relieved smile as his eyes darted from corner to corner... "I'm here Hina! It me, To-" before landing on Levlidian instead...
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 29, 2016 2:07:49 GMT
Levlidian's obsidian eyes locked on the figure who'd fled through his door, the loud crash of wood meeting wood saw him whirl about as though expecting to see something akin to a fiend only to be faced with a dumb-struck Tomoyo. Silence fell for a moment, the flames at home within their stone walls crackled to disrupt this and slowly Levlidian lowered his hand to which had snapped up ready to counter an attack. "Kid?" his brow sank and his lips bloomed into a confused grin, he'd found his way here after all but seemingly he'd climbed too high in search of someone else, by the sounds of his call it was Hinawa he sought not the young Saiyan and with a sigh the beast began to scratch his head.
"You should have stuck to the path heading through the ravine, you're half way up Mount Frappe little buddy, it's dangerous up here. How did you fight through that blizzard on such little legs?" slowly, remembering how tentative he'd been since the tournament; Lev' kneeled and eyed him from a distance. Approaching the situation carefully, the alpha Wolf remained where he was and jabbed a thumb to his open kitchen.
"Alright, before that little mind of yours explodes with fear, can I offer you something warm to drink and eat? I honestly don't mean you any harm, especially if you're looking for our Fox like friend. I can take you to her as soon as this storm blows over but just, stay calm, don't freak out; I actually had half a mind to find you anyway and give you a present for beating me a while ago," the horrible fact he'd over looked though- he wasn't holding back on his true energy signature and the only thing fending him from boasting his full power in combat were the weights he wore as a sash and within the heels of his boots.
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 29, 2016 4:58:45 GMT
Kid?
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" Tomo's face was contorted in pure shock and exhausted fear as he wordlessly screamed.
How did you fight through that blizzard on such little legs?
"-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" Not even caring, Tomoyo pressed his back against the wall as he continued yelling at the top of his lungs, hoping that maybe someone would hear him from the storm or somewhere in the home and save him from the guy that had single-handedly whooped him to near unconsciousness a few days prior.
Alright, before that little mind of yours explodes with fear, can I offer you something warm to drink and eat?
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-Okay~" And just like that at the mention of warmth and food, Tomo was subdued faster than a punch to the gut. Hey, despite being deathly afraid of the Saiyan and not trusting him even as far as he could throw him, Tomoyo still had other things to worry about. In all honesty though, Tomoyo hadn't eaten in quite a while and the prospect of warm nourishment (albeit from an enemy with a common friend) wasn't something he'd pass up. Certainly be suspicious of, but not blatantly reject! "You're lucky i'm hungry."
And suspicious he was... but first Tomoyo needed to ask Levlidian something. As much as he hated the guy, as long as Tomoyo was here and Lev was also, there was no point in putting it off and not asking the question that had stuck into his mind for the past few days. "How did you lose our fight?" He bluntly questioned, while there was no hostility in his voice, there was plenty of curiosity in Tomo's. He could feel the power pouring openly out of the Saiyan's body and Tomo was nowhere near that level of power!
It just didn't add up... also he was still hungry, so that made thinking even harder.
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 29, 2016 10:58:59 GMT
By the Kami, that boy had a set of lungs on him, Levlidian couldn't help but cringe entirely to the sound of the piercing scream, it was to be expected really as the last time these two had met without others present Levlidian had beaten the ever loving snot out of the kid. However, his reaction to food only made Lev' more so suspicious of the boys heritage but he allowed his questions to haunt him for a longer period upon rising. "Hop on the sofa, kid, I'll fetch something," What was he doing? He wasn't the little tyke's parent so what did he care, upon stopping before his stove and glancing out the window a moment; he'd sneer. "Bloody Planet," he scoffed. To his right he uptook a roughly forged, clay bowl and began to use the ladle to scoop from his tall, metal container perched upon a settled heat; it was some kind of animal brewed with ale, potatoes and vegetable but somehow it probably didn't matter.
The next motion saw the silent, young Saiyan tearing chunks of bread from a loaf before glancing about his shoulder at Tomoyo's question; "First of all, you should show some respect to a Saiyan sharing his food with you, most would sooner use you as a battering ram. Second, I didn't want to fight you seriously, you're strong don't get me wrong stronger than I was at your age but,-" he turned and strode to Tomoyo offering the bowl and bread whether he was sat down or not, though Levlidian wore his A-typical stern expression before sitting on the sofa himself. "-I'm older and there for stronger. If I'm honest, you reminded me of myself, well, besides that innocent mind of yours. You made me feel like I was becoming my Father and the man was a bastard. So I pushed you till you snapped then had you knock me out the ring both to defy my Father and to give you a confidence boost," a meek shrug followed before he'd tilt his head back and groan to the sound of his spine cracking, leaning over he plucked up the second cup he'd intended for himself and poured some of the same ale he'd cooked with and offered it to Tomo'. "It's minorly alcoholic so don't chug it,"
"If you're insulted I did it then be insulted, I honestly couldn't give a crap so long as I didn't try to kill you like Father tried to kill me when ever we sparred," honesty was never Levlidian's strength but he laid bare the basics of his choice. To be honest the likely hood of a small one like Tomo' understanding was pretty low; he seemed well brought up and less aggressive than the kids he knew back on Vegeta. "It wasn't pity, it was pride and as a matter of pride for the both of us; I lowered my power just enough so that your fist would send me into that wall,"
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 29, 2016 22:46:49 GMT
Plopping onto the Sofa as Levlidian directed him to, Tomoyo quickly fell silent under the older saiyan's intense gaze. Kicking his feet back and forth with his hands tucked into his lap, the hybrid child eagerly awaited as the Saiyan went off to fetch food. "You're a meanie, but at least you're kinda nice." He offered up at least the compliment. Tomoyo hated the guy still, but he wasn't going to just flat out reject his kindness. "Thank you..."
When Levlidian had returned with the bowl full of... whatever, Tomoyo began having second thoughts. Slowly holding the bowl of "soup" under his nose, he reeled back for a few moments as the potent stench of the alcohol drenched food wafted into his nose. Looking back up at the intimidating Saiyan, Tomo's eyes pleaded but found no solace. Steeling himself, Tomo tilted his head back before raising the bowl to his lips, downing the entire thing just as he heard something that the scary Saiyan mentioned offhandedly.
It's minorly alcoholic so don't chug
"What's 'alcocolik?'" Tomoyo innocently questioned, not previously having heard of alcohol. Sure he had seen his parents drink stuff before, but whenever the child ever asked his mom or dad would just call it something obscure like "grown-up juice." No matter how strong Tomo's stomach was, he was still a child and a lightweight at that. After a few minutes of savoring the strange taste, Tomo began feeling woozy. The room felt like he was spinning, a wave of nauseousness randomly spread into his stomach. "Wryyyyy er we on za cieling~?" Tomo groggily questioned lev, his tan cheeks dusted a light tinge and his eyes drooping as the child swayed from side to side in his seat,
completely drunk.
If you're insulted I did it then be insulted, I honestly couldn't give a crap,
Furrowing his brow, Tomoyo turned towards Lev with a dizzy scowl written across the child's face. Who wash hee to talk liek dat? "Heeey~" Tomo started, pointing a finger at Levlidian's face (or trying to) before he lost his balance and fell down off of the couch. Faceplanting into the ground, a sickening crack could be heard before the child somehow lifted himself back up. Tomo's nose bent at an awkward angle and had blood streaming from it... but he didn't feel it or care; this guy said a mean thing. "You meeeeeeeeenie! Imma beat you face~"
Stumbling foreward towards Levlidian, Tomoyo raised his fist in an attempt to punch the older Saiyan... until his foot caught on the edge of the couch. Losing all balance once more, the child was sent sprawling headfirst into a fall, his foreward momentum causing the child to headbutt Lev in the groin.
"...Ow."
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 29, 2016 23:34:02 GMT
Whelp, he asked for this really in handing such a heavily flavoured food to a child, it was something he'd been fed on numerous occasions but then again, Tomo' wasn't on Vegeta, pain reeled through Levlidian like vented talon pierced his basketballs. Grabbing Tomo by the scruff of his attire he'd then drag him onto the sofa and rise quickly. Struggling with his sudden temper, the young Saiyan staggered back down his hallways muttering; "I will not rage, i will not rage," whilst his ki fluttered like a savage flame about his very being. It had all been amusing at first, the staggering boy and his shenanigans but now it felt like he'd just been physically vented at by the Universe.
A stream of foul words escaped the beasts sullen lips as he strode about the cabin refusing to give in to the entirety of the agony, "Damnit, Tomo'," he watched the boy for a moment before repeatedly beating his own head upon the wall. "I will not rage, i will not rage," if he lost his temper here there was no telling how he'd act. However, evading the entire issue he finally calmed enough to approach his guest with folded arms and a partly in turned groin area.
"I'll give you that," he snarled, "I deserved it; but if you weren't drunk kid I', flatten you," with a violent inhale, slapping the left cheek to grant himself further control; "Y'want some water?" he managed to snarl.
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 30, 2016 0:42:32 GMT
"Hnnnnn~" Tomoyo gargled on the couch as his eyes stared off into nothingness. The kid really could not hold his drink, at the moment completely knocked silly drunk. Blood still flowing from his broken nose and staining the couch, Tomoyo raised his head faintly as Lev finally returned. "*hic* yuuuuuuu meeeeeeeeeaaaaannie~" The child could barely manage words as his head lolled to the side in an attempt at referring to the older and angry Saiyan.
Y'want some water?
Attempting to get back on his feet, Tomoyo tried his best to steady himself on the bloodied cushion as the front of his gi became stained with the fluid as well. "I unt need anything fom youuuu!" Tomoyo yelled, unknowingly quite loudly as he stumbled towards Lev. Pulling back his fist again, the child attempted to once more punch the older boy like before. "Oberduuurife fiiiiiiiist times uh bajiglon~"
...the outcome, to Levlidian's dismay was almost hilariously the same as its predecessor.
"...Owie."
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 30, 2016 19:05:12 GMT
"I'm not mean I'm bloody honest," he sneered but side stepped the drunken boy swiping for his basketballs once again, "Calm down, you need to drink something else you're going to feel like you were hit by a truck tomorrow; I don't want to get nagged by Hinawa for this Kami knows she has enough to wind me up over as it is,". Great, he'd not only gained a drunken 11 year old as a conversee, this drunkard was a violent, loud one. It was not a situation he planned for and steadily he wandered to wrap and arm about the boy a swiftly pick him up seeking to sling him over his shoulder. Should he manage this, Tomo' would find himself whisked to the Kitchen and dropped upon his rear whilst Lev' poured him some water.
"You're going to drink this or I'll start punching you," the irritability was obvious but directed entirely at himself. This was his doing and now he stood to pay for it, "We need to sober you up enough to train else I can't make use of this time to prepare you for the Fox," he paused and thought, and then she'll set me on fire; he shuddered.
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 30, 2016 22:33:11 GMT
Who diszz dis guy fink he waaas? Tomo's Tomo! An Tomo dun't take Tomo from Tomo! ...whaz was I writin agein?
...completely incapacitated due to the drink, even Tomo's actions themselves were taking on a drunken manner as they continued to corrupt even the existential descriptions of occurring events. "Heeeey... You're nice~" Tomoyo whispered into Lev's ears as he was slung over the older Saiyan's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Not even resisting now, Tomoyo lolled his head from side to side in a lazy manner while just quietly groaning.
"Uuuuugh." Whisked to the kitchen, Tomoyo's head briefly jolted as another wave of nausia passed through; but gladly, the child did not yet vomit, barely being able to hold back the messy innards. "I dooon't fel sho good..." The hybrid complained as Levlidian handed him the water to drink. Downing the whole glass, Tomoyo splashed nearly a quater of it down the front of his shirt before dropping the empty container to his side.
Barely feeling any more refreshed, Tomoyo's eyes drooped as hi lifted his head to face Lev's once more. "EH!? Wheresssss Hina?!" He slurred while attempting to pull himself up by the sleeve of Lev's pants. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to feed the child alcohol, huh? "I wanna traaaaaain!"
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 30, 2016 22:38:57 GMT
"Ho'boy, she's going to kill me," muttered Lev' as Tomo scraped at the heels of his boots and the legs of his Gi, "hey, she'll be here soon if I call her but kid; y'gotta settle down else you won't be able to train; then how are you going to beat me for real next time?" levlidian had entirely bitten off more than he can chew in this instance. However, he knew a quicker way to sober the poor bastard up. "hey, Tomoyo," the creature kneeled beside him and slowly pulled a large bowl from inside his cupboard.
"I have a bit of a present for you in this her bowl, just hold on to both ends of it for me," Slowly he'd nudge his hands, speaking at a reduced pace whilst eyeing the evolving green hue about his friends cheeks, "Then open your mouth...," lev slowly inches to the side of him and raises an arm. "Now, count to three, one, two...," and should Tomoyo follow all of his instructions, the beast of a Saiyan would seek deliver unto him a...subtle nudge in the stomach.
The action was to force Tomoyo to vomit and vomit hard, after all the fastest way to sober someone up was to force him to eject the alcohol before it all entirely flowed into his system; great thinking lev'! *shakes head*
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Post by Tomoyo on Nov 30, 2016 23:03:58 GMT
At first not really knowing what was going on, Tomoyo passively gripped the bowl as Levlidian handed it to him. He had no idea what it was for, or really anything as his senses were all so stunted by the alcohol running through his system.
I have a bit of a present for you in this her bowl, just hold on to both ends of it for me,
"Pressssunt?~" The drunken hybrid slurred while gripping it as tightly as he could, like the older saiyan instructed. Present was good right? Tomo liked presents, they were nice and involved him getting stuff right? Levlidian was a nice guy!
Then open your mouth...
Feeling still very nausious but trusting in the Saiyan's words, Tomoyo reluctantly opened his mouth all the way while facing the bowl as the older Saiyan began counting down. Even in his dizzying state, Tomo just couldn't get how this was supposed to get him a present. If he kept hanging on like this he would just end up vomiting into the bo-
"HUUUUUAUUAAAURGHRRRRRGHMPMPMPMPHGH~" Chunks of meat, vegetables, and ale stew bubbled to a frothy green and half-digested state spewed from the child's mouth. Flowing up from the intense pressure against his stomach by Levlidian's... 'gentle' nudge, Tomoyo's throat burned fiercely as he violently vomited. Turning his head and just barely missing the bowl, Tomoyo couldn't control himself as he involuntarily twisted his neck as the vomit completely left the vicinity of the container. Hitting the floor, the counter, the cupboard, and even Lev the projectile partially digested contents spattered in many places while Tomo coughed violently.
The bowl forgotten and clattering the the floor, Tomoyo clutched his stomach in pain before his head suddenly lifted to face the older Saiyan. Eyes burning in fury, Tomoyo was completely overcome with rage as he leapt at Lev with intent to harm deeply. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Surrounded by a fiery aura, Tomoyo thrust his fist right into Levlidian's... basketballs while driving his body foreward to catapult themselves out of the room.
KP: 2/3
Transformation Used: Hidden Potential (x4) - Temporary PL: 16,800 [N1]Overdrive Fist Times One Million! (33%=5,544)
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 30, 2016 23:27:17 GMT
Tomoyo seemed to go utterly awry with the contents of his abdomen, Levlidian noticed the minor error just in time to vanish within a hum of his own ki dispersing the latent imagery of himself and reappearing within the frame of the door. How amusing, the boy could vomit with a trajectory that'd make most reptiles cringe and yet it was the least of the Saiyan's immediate problems. Unleashing his own Ki in the wake of the guttural roar it became quite apparent that he'd succeeded in detoxing the kid; burning trails of rage burst from about the eleven year old and the older Saiyan keeled over with the blow.
Careering backwards, Levlidian struck the sofa and upturned his own poise to render himself prone upon the floor, there it was, deep within the minor unconscious state bubbled an unending wrath. The flat of the beasts palm met with his wooden boards, about his frame fluttered a deep red blaze of anger and veins caressed his form; pulsating. "H-How dare you-," his obsidian eyes faded from existence and a celestial white hue remained. "- That's, my Honour!" unleashing a thunderous roar, the board beneath him shattered revealing the dirt and filling his home with the gargantuan blaze of gold. His mane stood under the hue of a Golden warrior yet remained its chocolate colouration whilst his roof tore from the top of his own home.
Bending to the very vortex the young Saiyan emitted, about them the snow and wind coiled enveloping them as though the enraged Saiyan became the eye to a storm all of his own. Throwing down the limbs to which had raised; A destroyed living room with two perfect holes in both the floor and ceiling were the result of the out burst. The False Super Saiyan fixed that glare upon Tomoyo; "Apologise," he snarled.
[FSSJ activated: PL 300,000 with MW's attached.]
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Post by Tomoyo on Dec 1, 2016 1:13:04 GMT
Shaking his head back and forth for a few seconds, Tomoyo's head slowly began clearing as he became aware of his surroundings. "Uuugh. Huh?" Tomo mumbled, eyes focusing after finally coming to full consciousness from his rage boost. The problem with having that kind of anger power burst forth from the hybrid was that every-time it happened he didn't have any recollection of it... which wasn't a good thing since now he ended up in situations like this.
Apologise
"What? Apologize for what?!" Tomoyo cried in fright as his head was slowly clearing. The child's stomach garbled for a moment, still feeling quite uneasy as his eyes darted from the broken furniture to the hole in the roof and the power filled, angry Super Saiyan. Tomo's eyes widened in fear as he began sensing the massive power emitting from the Saiyan, easily three times stronger than he had sensed before. Legs trembling, Tomoyo slowly backed away from the rampaging adult before breaking out into a full sprint in the other direction.
"AAAAIIIIIIH!" Tomoyo screamed at the top of his lungs as he maneuvered over the sofa before practically jumping off the wall in his eagerness to escape Levlidian's rage. "TEKU, HINA, TULI, SOMEBODY HEEEELP!!!" Flipping open the first door in sight, Tomoyo slammed the frame shut before backing away from the entrance as quietly as he could, hoping Lev didn't see.
Not noticing he had entered some sort of weird dome-shaped room, Tomoyo slowly backed up into the center. Jumping slightly as he accidentally backed into the main terminal console in the center, the hybrid Saiyan couldn't help but emit a small yelp in his fright. Why did he always get in the worst of dangers and not even remember how he got into them!? His memory was drawing an even greater blank of the past 10 minutes due to the alcohol too!
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Tekuma Mayakon
Archived
Zeni Transferred to Colba
PL: 104,586
Angel of Darkness(x9P) Overdrive(x12)
Zeni: 1,480
Shoki: 0
Tag: @tekuma
OOC Name: Zelda's Lullaby
Posts: 576
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Post by Tekuma Mayakon on Dec 1, 2016 1:46:57 GMT
Tekuma suddenly looked up, a power level blasting into strength and causing her to dart right for where she felt Tomo's ki. His cry reached her ears; the aggressive power level close by to her and sending her into a protective rage. His ki was fearful, and in no way was she intending to let Levilidan hurt her little brother. Descending onto the scene, she'd glare at the Saiyan before her.
"I'll give you ten seconds to back away from my little brother, or my fists and I pound the living hell out of you." She growled, eyes narrowed as her weights weren't on, allowing her full power to spring forth and her arm to start glowing with ki energy. Her MP3 was charging, but it wasn't to kill. She fully intended on knocking him out of she had to, but in NO WAY would she allow her brother to be hurt in the slightest.
PL: 54,065 x6P Scarlet Vanguard Active! PL: 324,390!
[MP3] Witchcraft charging for 324,390 PL this turn. 648,780 next turn at 200%..
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