Maple
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Post by Maple on Mar 12, 2018 10:52:39 GMT -6
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Maple liked this beach, near the glimmer of South City. Despite its lackadaisical charms, there was a good sense of evil here, what with the pollution of the metropolis roiling hidden beneath the waves, with the little straw-roofed bars that served watered down drinks in mixed up bottles, with the teeming infestations of ants and roaches streaming an inch or two beneath the pristine pearly sand.
It was the little ambient evils that made all the difference.
Maple slurped at the straw of his Lord Freezee Arcosian Slushee and watched the beachgoers. The hot springtime sun had warmed his skin into the thick alternating bands of color, his natural snakedom peering through, but nobody seemed to notice. There were plenty of oddballs here, and Maple was only one of them. There was an overly fat pig zoanthrope baking with sun-tan oil and smelling like bacon. There was a little alien of some kind or another on a boogie board. There was a whole family of monks, walking through the surf in their robes.
Mumbo was supposed to be around here somewhere, but Maple couldn’t see the big lug anywhere. They were supposed to be scouting for new Good Busters, and they figured here was as good a congregation as any.
Spring Break is what they called it, and it was the first mass rush to the beach. Spring Break had been around before Maple was sealed, but Maple hadn’t bothered leaving his temple to find out what the fuss was about. He’d been busy digesting the Fairy Queen for a few thousand years.
“Hey, kid,” A gruff voice said above him. Maple tilted his head up, seeing a human nearly as large as Mumbo peering down at him from behind thick swim goggles. Twin plastic snorkels on either side of the goggles looked like horns. “Where’d you buy that slurpy? I’m dyin!”
Maple made a vague gesture down the beach, toward where the Lord Freezee stand gleamed in bright florescent paint.
“Right. Thanks!”
You’ll be dyin soon. Maple thought, smiling and nodding. He’d magically replaced all the slushy flavorings with things more his taste, which these Earthlings couldn’t stomach very well. His Blueberry Blizzard would come out as Bone Marrow Blizzard. If he ordered the Violet Surprise, he’d find that the surprise was a healthy helping of toxic waste from a nearby chemical plant. Enjoy the barfing!
Heading toward the surf, Maple meandered past the blankets filled with beachgoing families, idly kicking sand in picnic baskets and open bags of chips when the opportunity arose. There was a big party going on in a pier in the distance, where there was a complex of bars and casinos.
Teenagers, Maple thought glumly, hearing their shrill happy cries already.
Would he ever be rid of them?
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Post by Kail Valliere on Mar 12, 2018 12:19:22 GMT -6
Kail's PL: 20,000
Ruskova PL: 5,000
There definitely was some evil in the world, but it wasn't without an equal amount of good. The southern police district had called in some help in the recent times of so much chaos from aliens, invading armies, and an entire race camping up in the northern mountains. As such, it wasn't uncommon at all for The Sheriff to be in one area or the other just for routine patrols. Hell, he'd faught something in every city now, or at least every way the compass points.
Currently, the towering veteran was helping pick up litter with a stick and a bag. A couple of men and women wearing correctional outfits following in wake as he and a few other law men kept a watchful eye on them. "Come on now, y'all ain't no serious trouble makers. Pick pockets and con artists, it's either this or jail." That got them moving, and the Sheriff lifted his hat with a shining metallic hand, the other wiping some sweat off his brow. For once he wasn't wearing his long jacket, wouldn't make much sense on a beach anyway. The hat always stays though.
"Rusk, what we got?"
The robotic coyote lurched and hoped around eagerly as her master said her name, shaking her mouth of jagged teeth to dump more trash into the growing collection of it. "Environment is optimal. Average temperature and humidity is as expected." The mechanical mammal's head tilted, the rangefinger above it's eye lurching around the world for a moment. "There is a power level equal to yours in the vicinity." It should be noted we all know exactly where the dog was looking. The Sheriff giving a same glance to some sour looking bloke. "Eh, strong fighter's like the beach too Rusk, don't be a dick."
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Eris
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Post by Eris on Mar 12, 2018 12:36:49 GMT -6
It was depressingly bright out, Eri decided as she pulled on a wide-brimmed hat that blocked out all light. Her matching sunglasses ad attire covered as much as she thought she might get away with, a heaping helping of sunblock to fill in the rest. Everything looked to bright and shiny and happy. Why were these people allowed to be happy in this heat when she felt suffocated. Heading over to a food stall, she waved a hand and placed maggots in all the burgers and hot dogs, filling the doughy pretzels with a healthy amount of lava instead of cheese.
Taking a seat by the slushie stand, she ordered some strawberry nonsense, twirling a few strands of black hair around a pale finger. Over and over again she twirled, one foot tapping against the metal frame of the stool. With every tap, tap, tap, it changed colors. First blood red, then bile green and then piss yellow, she cycled through colors just as her brain cycled through ideas on how to make today more interesting.
This place was a far cry from the north, the beautiful frozen north she longed to conquer, but, hey, a girl had to start somewhere, right? “Here you go, miss,” the vendor said and she took the slushie, setting it down next to her as she considered her options.
A group of teenage, human girls giggled as they stared at a few boys at a table next to the stand. As Eris paid for the slushie with the equivalent of leprechaun money, money that would cease to exist in about an hour or two, she got up and headed over to the table of boys. They looked as clueless and nervous as the girls, each oblivious to the other gender’s likewise feelings. Picking the runt of the group, she whispered in his ear, “I know how you can get any of those girls.” Her free hand went behind her back and in it materialized yet another item that she placed in front of the guys. “This apple,” she gestured toward it. “It’ll grant the victor of you better skin,” she hovered her fingers above one of their acne-marred faces. “Stronger muscles, and, of course, any girl you would wish for.”
It would do no such thing. If anything, its rotten core would give them one hell of an ache later and turn their skin varying shades until her fun was done. But the boys knew none of that and she headed down the beach, a smile breaking over her features as they all scrambled for the purple fruit. “Hey, back off, it’s mine!” “No, she meant to give it to me!” Bringing up the slushie at last, she took a sip. Looking over, she spotted some guy and his dog, what looked to be a lawman of sorts.
Hopefully he didn’t spoil her fun. As long as he stuck to his trash they’d get along just fine.
pl: 1500. Hope you don’t mind me dropping in.
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Kong
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Post by Kong on Mar 12, 2018 12:55:09 GMT -6
Fun in the Sun " Oh snap Kong you are looking sharp." One of his male friends commented. Kong adjusted his outfit a bit, wearing his usually stylish jacket and jeans. But this time he had a gold chain over his black shirt, the dark colors with the bright gold really made the outfit pop all together. Topping that off with a fresh haircut. Phew, Ladies beware. Tonight was guys night, the three of them coming out with their best threads in hopes to impress the ladies. " You know how it is, sometimes you really gotta go all out. Keep people guessing, keep em on their toes." A sly smirk appearing on Kong's face as he adjusted his outfit in the mirror. The Hotel the three guys roomed in was called "Le H-Suite" a very expensive place that Kong was able to afford due to having some of his parents' large fortune that they left him. But it was worth it, as their room didn't disappoint. Three large water beds with a patio that granted a view of the whole beach, and let's not get to the giant 4k tv sitting in the living room. If Kong had the choice then he would have stayed there forever, eh..maybe. " So where are we headed?" One of the guys asked, this one was a bit more laid back. Wearing a regular t-shirt with shades, and regular jeans that weren't even ironed. Kong wasn't gonna complain, to each their own. " We heading towards the pier. It's half off for teens everywhere tonight. But you know i'm not one to worry about prices." " Oh snap really?" Kong nodded his head. " Think about it, what group of people like to go to areas where there are a lot of fun and cheap stuff?" " Cheapskates?" " Single people?" " W-what? No, ladies guys girls." They both said in unison. " AHHHHHH." " Yeah, you guys wanted to meet some girls tonight. Well, let's get going to meeting them. " Kong walked over to grab their room keys off of the table near the Tv as the other guys grabbed their jackets. There was a tiny dark shade in the corner that only Kong noticed, looking back towards his friends. " I'll meet you guys at the pier, I gotta make a phone call." " Huh, you sure?" " Yeah yeah, i'll be there soon. I'll probably beat you two there hah." The both of them nodded and left the hotel room. Leaving Kong with his..guest. Fukitsu, almost as if on cue, began oozing through the wall and taking a seat on the bed. " So this is what humans do huh? Party all the time?" Kong walked over to glance out the large glass window onto the beach. " Not all the time, but it's good to let loose every now and then." Fixing himself once more, Kong turned back to look at Fukitsu. " I would say come with us but uh..you might make a big uh spectacle." " Pft, be down there with a bunch of humans. I'll find other sources of entertainment. But don't let me rain on your parade heh heh heh...I'll just be watching from the shadows. Holler if you need me." At that moment Fukitsu began to sink into the ground, letting loose a malicious laugh as he exited. " How do I keep meeting these type of people." Kong thought, walking out the door and heading towards the pier with his male friends. Fukitsu not too far behind, but was using the shadows to his advantage. He was next to the pier on top of the nearest hotel roof, watching from above. Taking note of things Kong did not. If Kong wasn't so focused on partying and hanging out with his friends, then he would have noticed the large swell of power levels around him. " I'm surprised he was able to make it this far." Fukitsu murmured to himself, taking a seat on the roof. " I don't want to interrupt him heh heh, let's see how this all plays out." Kong was finally able to reach his friends, but by the time he got there, they already had girls around them. But they seemed a bit older than they did. They tried offering Kong an alcoholic drink, but even he knew when enough was enough. " Sorry but I don't drink." He kindly turned down the offer while looking towards his friends, placing his hands on top of their drinks as well and setting it on the counter. " We..don't drink." " Aww come on we just trying to have a bit of fun." One of the girls stated, taking Kongs hand and leading him to the dance floor on the open pier. It's where all the teens were dancing at, his friends and her friends slowly following. |
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Maple
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Post by Maple on Mar 15, 2018 15:33:48 GMT -6
Maple made his way to the party pier, taking careful note of the lady demon who was eating like a proper demon should. At least some of the Tribes were respecting their heritage. Not that there weren’t some Earthling delights. Maple had stolen a big bag of Kewl Ranch Xtreme Growlitos from a sniveling kid (after terrifying him by changing his face into something more snakelike), and was currently cradling the bag in a crook of one elbow while munching vigorously and washing it down with his Lord Freezee Slushee.
There were, as always, some big powers here. Earth seemed plagued by them. In his heyday, only the largest of castles could boast such strength, with knights strong enough to break the stiffest siege with the sheer might of their swords, or mercenary monks who could dazzle entire armies with their mastery of ki. But now, in this Age, everyone was an expert.
Hopping up the pier steps, Maple’s eyes alit on Kong dancing. A juvenile smirk grew on his lips. He was dancing like a nerd!
“WoooOOOOOooooooo!” Maple catcalled. “Look at that guy in the stylin jacket and fresh hairdo!” Cackling, Maple threw his half-drank Slushee at Kong, hoping to ruin his jeans or shoes or something, then turned back to face the beach.
There was an interesting-looking guy with a robot dog who reminded Maple vaguely of a gunslinger out of an Western movie. He even had a metal arm. Where was his Revolver of Justice, Maple wondered as he idly examined the alien. Alien he was, even though he appeared human, his chi was out of this world. A little confused, Maple jostled down some more chips into his mouth and then squinted further down the beach at the Demon by the Slushee stand.
Maybe she’d be for some good old-fashioned acts of evil.
Throwing the bag down into the sand, Maple cracked his fingers and looked out into the surf. A million years ago, when his magic was sharper, he might have been able to summon a giant shark or sea monster to really snap some swimmers in twain and really put the Break in Spring Break. But now he could just muster up a freak tidal wave, maybe. With some forethought and effort.
Maple stretched his arm out, concentrating, watching a huge swell start to slowly rise on the horizon.
Sorry it took so long! Maple trying to summon a tidal wave. :)
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Post by Kail Valliere on Mar 15, 2018 23:23:47 GMT -6
"Sheriff, swell activity has increased despite no difference in lunar-earth tidal structure." The Coyote's ears perked up, sensors engraved in mechanical skull clicking two and two together faster. By the time the Saiyan had looked away from the people on civil service the canine was already using it's scouter system to scan the beach front. Spitting cigar out, heel came down to crush it under boot heel. Dark eyes narrowed, clicking teeth at the back of his mouth in annoyance. Man can't even handle a single day of work without something going flip side a rum barrel. "Suspects?"
"Outside interference. Ki influence is not registering, demonic or shinjin likely."
"Which of the people here have the power level to do that?"
The Canine's back slammed open, a rather well endowed pair of gun turrets shoving up as barrels extended. Her audible barks turning to the pitched, mechanical voice of a warning announcer. "Human looking male. Human looking male. Human looking female. Biological scans show differences in power level multiple times the norm." Taking a glance around, the Sheriff let a grunt out. "The two emo lookin' folks, got it. Rusk, handle the wave."
Well, the coyote's scanner had told him which ones to go after, but there was only one Saiyan and three suspects. Course, there was only one of them with their arm outstretched. Strong as me huh, we'll see about that. The Sheriff made no overt action as he started barking orders, getting the slower thinking civilians out of the way. "Up and at 'em ya fuckin' civvys, down the land ya go unless you want a ticket for being a right dumbass! Ain't no sueing the city for being a right bloody moron." Official, rough tone followed by the warning sirens from a robotic mammal sprinting to the shoreline was enough to get the people to evacuate in something resembling a timely manner. Course, anyone dumb enough to stick around was just going to cause more trouble for the law man.
Ruskova skidded into the sand, machine guns slamming sideways to part way for her shield barrier to activate. Light streaming out before solidifying into a barrier of opaque sapphire power. Placed right at the swelling to break it up before it could grow out of hand. A brief flare of ki had a blast more slap then hit Maple, a clear show of 'Knock it off.' Spitting on the sand, the Sheriff squared up. Glittering in the sun, metal fist extended forward in a fist, it's more fleshy counterpart held back in an odd fighting stance. "Didn't know there was a con in town, what're you supposed to be, Emo David Bowie?"
Ruskova is using a Ki Barrier to try and hald the wave! KP 2/3
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Eris
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Post by Eris on Mar 18, 2018 21:40:44 GMT -6
Satisfied with her work, she liked to watch how the fireworks exploded. Just, well, from a nice and safe observatory distance. An actual fistfight broke out now between the squabbling, squalling, pathetic humans and her smile only grew. That was when she noticed a couple other people, and it wasn’t all going to be fun and games anymore, was it? She finished the slushie and tossed it where it ought to go, the can at the corner of the dock.
Sticking out her bottom lip in a pout as some guy rejected a girl just trying to do him a solid and give him a drink, Eri moved on from them. It was the boy, the other demon, that finally caught and held her attention now. She took a few steps closer. As much as she’d never admit this aloud, she had absolutely no fucking idea what she was doing. Oh, she had goals and determination, evil and mayhem to spread, but the young girl lacked someone to teach and guide her. After her mother died years ago, Eri had to figure things out for herself, taking over local gangs and abandoning them whenever she grew bored of a place or wanted to do something new.
Spotting a toddler nearby, she stole his lollipop while its mother wasn’t looking, spit on it, and then returned it to the little snot. As her mother always said, it wasn’t just the action that made one evil, it was the details. That saying always made her pay just a little bit more attention to them.
And she did that now as the other demon began summoning what looked like a tidal wave. Oh, sure, they could flood this place, but why stop there? Humans were such filthy, disgusting creatures, they all deserved a taste of their own medicine. Besides, the place could use some improvements. Taking flight, she closed the distance and lent her own power to the spell, conjuring up trash from the depths and rolling them in with Maple’s tide.
At the interruption from the apparent lawman, Eri looked at him sideways, left hand slipping into her pocket. She knew her own powers still needed a lot of tender, loving care. The important thing was that she intended to get there, by whatever means were necessary. “What’s a David Bowie?” And then she pulled out an old, well-cared for lamp and tossed it to Maple .
Eris has pulled out a devil lamp and given it to MAPLE.
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Eris
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Post by Eris on Mar 28, 2018 15:15:33 GMT -6
Thinking better if it, Eri grabbed the lamp and pocketed it once more, leaving the do-gooders alone for now. She hoped the other demon did the same, sometimes it just wasn't worth it in this world.
EXIT
Sorry, guys, this thread feels super dead. It was fun while it lasted, though, but it's time for Eri to take her toys and move on. Feel free to hit me up for threading in the future.
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Maple
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Post by Maple on Mar 28, 2018 20:26:24 GMT -6
EXIT! Sorry guys, I'm cleaning all my threads to start new Stargoon pacing.
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Post by Kail Valliere on Mar 28, 2018 22:54:23 GMT -6
aaaw
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