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Post by Caein on Jun 27, 2018 11:23:32 GMT -6
Thread PL: 3,070
"Good afternoon, Ladies and gentlemen of the planet Earth, and from planets beyond," spoke the ever dapper Caein, a white haired youthful man, to a video feed. He was sitting at a old fashioned wooden desk with a light shining down on him, all sorts of artifacts and pieces of art being behind him, "My name is Caein. I'm the owner of the Cherry Valley Loft in the Southern City. A little while ago, I came across a most peculiar story, about a man from a hundred years ago that used to live in the Southern Isles. A gaming sort of man! One who collected all sorts of trophies and systems from all around the stars. One of these devices he collected, he proclaimed it as his most precious! As a man of history and intrigue in people, I'm looking to collect this artifact. I'm willing to make an offer of payment for up to five singular individuals! If you wish, come down to the Cherry Valley Loft, in the Casino District, and we'll talk some business... Tah!"
The clip ended there. Caein stood up, the lights turning off as the private broadcasting crew he hired packed their things up. He went to the head cameraman and asked him, "Hey, so how did the shot look? Was it on point?"
"Of course, dude," the guy replied with a smug expression, "We're not some ameteur crew. You're asking for a wide end broadcast for people with a scouter and connection to the Internet on such short notice and we gave you the newscaster's look. Here, see?"
He brought the camera over and replayed it for Caein to see. It was certainly well lit, a bit jarring for Caein still. However, the shot was clean and there was no random fidgeting! Caein smiled and pulled out a couple hundred zeni cash from his pocket, saying, "Great! Here's part of the payment. You'll get the rest of it at the end of the week, Man. Thanks again for the shot!"
The Man took the money, nodding a couple of times and saying, "You got it, Mist'ah Caein! We'll send a guy around later on to get the rest."
After that, the Man and his crew, along with Caein, exit Caein's office and head down stairs. The camera crew left the building, while Caein made his way over to the pub and restaurant. It was completely empty at the moment, as it only opened at 12:00 South City time. They didn't do breakfast at the Loft anymore, due to some lack of funds that Caein had found himself in. People came for the alcohol and, the high quality lunch and dinner specials. Caein took some time outta his lengthy life to get to learning how to cook some master level dishes, although he had no issue doing classical barbeque wings and, simple fish and chips!
He was eager! A man who was so fascinated with video games that he made a temple that put visitors into video game-like environment. However, it seemed that in the last five years, people went missing inside it. This individual's name, Caein couldn't recall, but he did remember the location and that's all he needed to know! Now he just needed to wait for people to show up.
As per the expected high number of participants, I'm instigating a rule in this thread for if someone doesn't post after 2 days, they get skipped and knocked out of rotation until they post once more!
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Post by Chromo on Jun 27, 2018 17:59:40 GMT -6
WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR A GAME
CHROMO'S PL: 40,000
Chromo's antennae perked up, his eyes glimmering wide with hope. Games? To replace his collection? When that bald horned guy invaded the bug's abode, the intruder had crushed all of his games- every last one, to attack the insect himself with! The nerve! Chromo sighed deep, still mourning the loss of all his playtime, all his hard work, lost. But now, he could replace that with even better stuff, if this guy on the commercials of that television place he passed by was right! Now the bug was soaring through the sky like a rocket with his bag of surviving gaming gear in tow- it wasn't much compared to his earlier, massive collection- but it was better than nothing.
Chromo's nose never failed. The bug could pick up the smell of grease and lunch being made, fresh and tasty! Zipping by a McBaos, Chromo's eyes locked onto a sign near another establishment. The Bio-android's eyes narrowed, chittering to himself. He couldn't read well. But he knew the word "cherry," so this had to be the place! Despite the large "CLOSED" sign and the opening times displayed near the entry, Chromo still bashed in, nearly knocking the doors off their hinges as he burst in through the entry. "I'm here for the gaaaaames! I need!" The bug called as several of his swarming clones peered in through the entry, lured in by the smell of food.
After glancing around, Chromo's gaze quickly locked onto the familiar face of the man from the commercial. With a click of realization, the bug zipped over, landing on a chair that slid over beside the demon with the momentum. "You're the game guy from the tee-vee! Right?" Chromo asked, not waiting for an answer before he continued. "I'm Chromo! Some jerky buttface destroyed my prized collection of games and playtime and... and my super cool limited edition cartridges and..." The bug teared up a bit, antennae lowering. "...But whatever! I need more to replace 'em! So I'm coming!"
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Post by Nashua on Jun 27, 2018 18:25:51 GMT -6
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Nashua was eating a burger in her ship when the ad came up on the television. At first, she didn't really have much interest in it, leaning over and taking a sip through her soda's straw as the weird looking human talked about some history thing. "C'mon, get back to the show already," Nashua mumbled under her breath. Commercials were probably one of the more annoying things she'd experienced in her time on Earth. On the other hand, television shows were a great way to unwind after a long day of work, so they sort of balanced each other out, in a way. The man prattled on for what felt like forever, but when he mentioned payment, he had the Saiyan's attention. If what he was saying was true, then this kind of money would certainly be more than she'd making washing dishes.
"The Cherry Valley Loft in the Casino District?" Nashua echoed as the TV switched to a commercial about cars. Those kinds of funds would be great for not only herself, but the Saiyan Kingdom as a whole! They could buy more training equipment, weapons, food... It was decided, then. Nashua jogged out of her ship and flew off down to the city's casino area. It took her some time to find this "Cherry Valley Loft" place the slightly creepy but also kind of charismatic guy in the ad had mentioned, but when she did finally manage to track the building down and landed gently outside it, she saw that it was closed at the moment. "Closed?" she muttered in annoyance. She'd flown all this way for nothing? She didn't want to wait hours until it opened!
The door, however, was open. Wide open, actually, and almost looked like it was falling off of its hinges. Maybe they were making exceptions on the hours because of the ad? Though she was suspicious, Nashua carefully wandered in, and did in fact find people waiting right inside. Well, one person, and one bug. "Hey!" she exclaimed, "You're that bug from the training area with that ghost!" She wasn't exactly thrilled to see him here, but he was strong. And pretty stubborn. So she couldn't just fight him off or tell him to leave. There was also the guy right from the advertisement, standing just by the beetle boy. Clearing her throat and choosing to ignore the insect for now, Nashua referred to him, "So," she said, folding her hands behind her back. "This is the right place for that treasure hunting thing, right?"
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Post by Caein on Jun 28, 2018 9:57:39 GMT -6
So, good news for Caein: Within minutes, someone had arrived at the closed building for the job! The issue at hand? Well, for one, there was a humongous number of what Caein could only surmise was some sort of multi-clone technique, and combined together, they gave Caein one of the largest migraines from sensing someone's energy in a very very long while! Number two, which ought to have been number one: They careened through his locked doorway to set up at the long bar and inquire about the games! Nevermind that another person came in through the open gap and knew the bug.
Caein dropped the wine glass he was cleaning from behind the counter, his mouth agape at the horror he just witnessed to his home and business. They asked about the job, but instead of answering them, Caein gave them a quivering answer as he looked just about ready to breakdown.
"Th-that c-c-costed so much-ch-ch..."
He came around the bar area and looked around the inside of the destroyed door and traced the path to the bar area. Thankfully, none of the bottles, glasses, and mirror behind the counter were hit, but there were damaged stools, tables, sections of wall, and the over five hundred year tree-trunk counter had been gashed by the grapeseeded door!
"... In the name of all that is- This is thousands in damages," Caein shrieked, grabbing his white hair as the numbers ran through his head, "It's going to take me ages to make this counter level and even again, let alone try to replace these barstools, and the walls... OH HELL THE WALLS! I'm gonna need to call some contractors to come and evaluate the damages done inside them! What if the heating panels were damaged? What if the pipes removing the waste were damaged?! I'd have to close the Loft for a whole month if it got damaged!"
Caein walked behind the bar, muttering on about the damages and his woes incomprehensibly. He went down to the opposite end of the counter from where the bug and the saiyan were and rummaged around for a beautiful bottle that was bottom heavy and sealed with a glass cork that looked like a pedal blooming midway through that he'd pop open and poor into a Whiskey glass. The scent was stupendously sweet, but also carried with it a gagging taste. Without a fuss, he downed the shot and put the empty glass on the counter, shaking his head. It seemed to immediately give him a pleasant disposition as he turned back to the bug and the saiyan!
"So... You lot are here for the job, are ya? One an overly avid entrepreneur of games and the other, a friend..! What are you looking to get out of this job?"
Caein's right nostril and eyebrow were twitching as he spoke and put a smile on. He did not like what happened... At all!
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Post by Chromo on Jun 28, 2018 15:46:08 GMT -6
WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR A GAME
CHROMO'S PL: 40,000
Chromo merely buzzed in confusion as the man seemed to break down. Were his games destroyed too? Chromo didn't have much time to ponder about it, though, as a familiar face came strolling in. "Oh, and you're the cheater's backup!" Chromo hissed, recalling the damages that an Oozaru'd Cress did to Banshee. "Coming along to steal my loot?! I'll blow you up, again! Fight me!" The bug threatened with a snap and hiss, scoffing with a quick grunt before turning back to Caein.
The demon asked what they wanted to get out of the job. Chromo turned to Nashua for a moment after being addressed- "See? Even he thinks you're overly avid!" The Bio-Android grinned, having mistook the demon's address to himself being for Nashua instead. Regardless, the bug would perch up on the table with his chest puffed, speaking in a loud and proud tone. "I wanna replace my collection! Anything in that place that I like's gonna be mine- dibs! Especially on the Zoan Junction games!" Chromo proclaimed with pride, still blissfully unaware of the damages behind him
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Post by Nashua on Jun 29, 2018 17:12:11 GMT -6
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Oh, so the door wasn't just naturally ajar. Nashua did think that the place seemed to be a bit more disjointed overall than she was expecting, so it wasn't exactly a massive surprise that it was all the work of the devilish little bugger. "Cheater?" She responded in disbelief as she and Cress were accused of not playing fair. "You're calling me a cheater? You suicide bombed me! Why are you even still alive after that? I'd like to see you come out on top when I'm in my Oozaru form, you little beetle!" she stomped her foot on the wooden floorboards and bent over to be closer to the bug's height as she yelled at him, though she stopped herself as the bartender guy start speaking again, standing back up straight and crossing her arms over her chest.
She wasn't thrilled to be working alongside the bug, but if it was for a lot of money, then she'd do it. Before she could respond to his question about her aspirations for the job, the beetle rudely barged in and tried to reframe the words out of the slightly creepy guy's mouth as if they were meant to attack the Saiyan. "What? He's talking about how you barged in here before the place is even open and wrecked everything!" she exclaimed. It was almost hard to believe how far up his own shell this bug was. Nashua had met some inconsiderate people, but the bio android might have just taken the throne. She stepped back as the bug leapt onto the counter and proudly declared he would be spending all of his money on his gaming collection. Nashua wasn't really sure how he could play games without fingers.
"Are you done?" she asked with an unimpressed expression on her face after he'd finished shouting. Looking back towards the advertisement guy, she replied, "As for me, I'm hoping to provide some more funds for the Saiyan Kingdom, and hopefully get us more prepared for our inevitable return to Vegeta. Also, buying some food that's not from McBao's would be nice." The burgers were okay, but when you had to have them almost every day, they started to really wear on your digestive system. She cleared her throat, and then decided it'd be smart to ask a few more detailed questions about this whole situation, seeing as they really knew nothing. "So, I saw the commercial, but you were really vague about the, uh, everything. What exactly are we supposed to be doing? And what kind of money specifically are we looking at here?"
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Post by Tarch on Jun 30, 2018 12:00:19 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 20,000
The casino district, not exactly the kind of place you’d expect to find a twelve year old hanging around during his free time. To be fair though who could blame him for being curious after seeing a white haired man announcing legends of a hundred year old gamer and the promise of adventure. Naturally, Tarch was drawn to such an event, as it promised two things he enjoyed most of all. The only possible thing that could have made it better was if there was any swimming involved. Surely that was too much to ask. Still, after a small debate with his parents, followed by a damn near thousand word promise that he wouldn’t do anything he was too young to do, the saiyan’s parents decided to set him off with the more important promise that he be careful.
With his innate knowledge of the city, he grew up so close to, seeking out the Cherry Valley Loft was a relatively easy task. Taking in the scene inside said establishment was a whole other beast entirely. Being a child, Tarch always imagined anywhere with the word pub to be antiquated and ever so slightly run down places. This place though looked less run down, and more like a tornado ran through it.
“Of course…” to his lack of surprise, that tornado was a familiar beetle that seemed to enjoy leaving destruction in his wake. This time however he seemed far more articulate. He was so focused on the insect he nearly missed a fellow saiyan. That was always a comforting sight. It seemed as if his shyness always faded a bit when he met someone else with a monkey tail. “Uhh hi there,” he spoke still only a little nervous. “Is this the place with the games? I’m always looking to add to my collection.” As he announced his presence he’d give the bug a little wave, remembering how chaotic their first encounter was. He would however shrink into himself a little bit when he’d see the white haired man in person. Something about him made Tarch uneasy, though it was mostly his own natural timidity. “Is uh, is this the right place?” he'd repeat a little more quietly.
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Post by Caein on Jun 30, 2018 12:32:05 GMT -6
For the love of all that made him, these two were gonna kill Caein with their arguing! The Bug was turning Caein's comment on the saiyan, while the saiyan sought to correct them. After their respective answers, Caein replied calmly, "You'll need to be cautious for the place we're going to. Lotsa traps and stuff. Now, let me-"
Another person showed up, traversing the ruined front door. This one was a kid, but like the other two, had enough power to drive Caein at his absolute best through the Loft and into one of the other buildings behind the Loft! They were asking about the games this place had, clearly taking what Caein's message was about.
"... Let me get everyone a drink first," Caein replied, zipping around the bar area and picking up some sweet fruit punch that were poured in nice, elegant looking glasses that had vines in a jungle environment etched and raised around it, "Here you go, everyone have a drink and a seat... Also, do your other selves need a drink or nah, bug guy?"
He hadn't learned their names yet, and considering what happened, it'd have to wait! He spoke right after, elaborating, "There's some clear miscommunication, so let me elaborate here: The place I'm looking to bring up to five people along to is a temple of a guy that was obsessed with games. So obsessed that he had constructed what's apparently way above developed virtual reality games today! He's also got a collection of games that he never wanted touched, so there's a chance you can find something you want in that temple for your own reward. However, I'm wanting help to acquire that virtual reality tech, and I'm up to pay for for what's needed to make this happen... Despite what you did to my Loft..."
His last sentence, he was looking at the bug, eye twitching a moment before looking back to the others. He asked, "Before then, I'd like to know your names! All that I know is you, miss, are a member of the Saiyan Kingdom, and you are a talking beetle with some weird energies about you. As for you, just a teen with a strangely high level presence that overheard about the job..!"
This was a strange post, but I'll work with it! :P
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Post by Chromo on Jul 1, 2018 22:32:35 GMT -6
WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR A GAME
CHROMO'S PL: 40,000
"Come on, is a giant monkey fighting lil' ol' me even remotely fair?! Ohhhh, I bet you're just scared! You'd DIE without that stupid monkey-mode! Nyehehheheh!" Chromo retorted back to Nashua, ignoring her later comment about Caein's comment being directed to himself as well, merely hissing back at the saiyan, jaws bared, only for them to snap closed as a third, familiar presance made himself known... Chromo narrowed his eyes at Tarch as the bug digged into his memory. This person was familiar, but not in a bad way somehow. Curious.
A gasp echoed from Chromo. "Y-you're the guy! From the Hetap place!" He remembered. There was something about a planet guy showering, but Chromo dismissed that thought also. Hovering over to Tarch with a wide grin, the bug would orbit around the little saiyan before perching on his shoulder, looking genuinely happy. "How 'ya beeeen? Oh! Oh, oh oh! You like games too?!" Chromo rang. "We can totally play some Zoan Junction later if you like that. Or trade Monstermon, but..." The little bug teared up again. "...A dumb, heckin' jerk destroyed all my games! It was awfuuuul!"
Still, after Caein lengthily explained, Chromo would yawn wide. "Talk shorter next time. You almost lost me." He complained, but promptly girnned once more, puffing out his chest with pride. "I'm Chromo! I'm the bestest at all sorts of stuff, so this'll be easy peasy!" The child rang in a chipper tune, still bliss to the demon's dismay. "...Soooo we gonna go to this place? I don't wanna sit here any longer if we could be beat to the prizes!"
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Post by Nashua on Jul 2, 2018 23:41:15 GMT -6
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"Yeah, well, you'd die without that... You'd die, uh.... Okay, how did blowing yourself up not kill you, are you made of senzu beans or something?" Nashua retorted as the beetle insisted she was the cheater, completely disregarding her second point wherein she'd told him he had destroyed the restaurant out of his eagerness to get his paws- or whatever those things that he used to walk around were called- onto a game system. The Saiyan sighed, and decided to just drop it as another person walked in behind them. The bug boy would never yield, and she had a feeling they'd be going back and forth for hours if neither of them called it quits. She instead turned around to see the newcomer to the unfolding scene, who was presumably also there in order to join in on the treasure hunt.
"Yeah, this is the place," Nashua responded after a brief wave towards the kid. He was definitely pretty young, but it was nice to see a Saiyan that wasn't fighting for their life against the World Trade Fleet. This one looked like he just lived on Earth as a regular citizen, not a refugee. She at least didn't recognize him one bit from any of the many Saiyans she'd met before. She gave the child a polite smile before turning back to the slightly creepy bartender guy, and listened a bit dully as he gave a very long and winded explanation of what exactly the mission he was giving the trio required. So, old guy with an obsession disorder made some simulation games in some forgotten temple or something, and this demon dude wanted to take that kind of tech for himself and was willing to pay for help. Simple enough.
He was almost immediately followed up after he finished by the loud and complainy bug, who finally revealed his name to be Chromo. His IQ must have been incredibly high with his use of words like "bestest" and "heckin' jerk". She already didn't like the bug for bombing her when she thought it was just going to be a simple sparring match, and his personality wasn't helping his case in the slightest. Well, at least he'd finally finished speaking, and now it was her turn. "That's right," she said to the demon, bowing her head slightly. "I'm Nashua, an ambassador of the Saiyan Kingdom. Or, at least, I was, until they had to all flee to Earth. And for once, I'm with the bug, we should probably get moving quick before it gets too dark out or something."
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Post by Azarath on Jul 3, 2018 15:47:53 GMT -6
PL: 21,000
Azarath had been happily minding her own business relaxing in one of the many pubs lining the coast of the south when that weirdo ad had gone up. She had ignored it seeing as the entire concept of trophies and devices wasn't feeding her any time soon, but when the local treasure hunters came around only a few minutes later with a plea of desserts as far as the eye could see if she would go in their stead it was hard to deny. She was hesitant to go back into South City so soon after eating a few businesses out of product but if she ducked around maybe they wouldn't notice? Of course she had no clue where this valley place was, or what a casino district was and the little map she had been given was poorly drawn and only served to send her in a thousand different directions until she had somehow managed to find her own bearings. Luckily enough the casino district was flush with as much food as it was gambling and Azarath had unwittingly visited the stretch more than a few times during her visits. This particular loft had been spared her particular patronage apparently. The sign above the door read 'closed' but the door most certainly said things like 'open' and 'disaster' with how it had been mostly destroyed, "I never came here though...?" she questioned while looking at the blatant property damage. She was pretty late if they were already destroying doors! Stepping through revealed a few familiar faces to the Majin, one bug that had shared pizza with her and was definitely a good person and the other a Saiyan who had paid for all of her food and showed her an ocean to eat all the fish in next, "Hellooo~" It was nice that she had friends here at the least! This had sounded kinda boring but Nashua and Chromo were always funny. "Azarath is here! Where is luuuuuunch-?" she sang out while moving to stand next to Nashua and look between the four in the room. The kid was a bit odd to see doing this kind of thing but then it was never too early to start running around! She had been diving into the ocean just days after her own formation, but then Majin were basically adults the moment they were born so maybe it wasn't the best comparison? The other weirdo that had been on TV seemed a bit intense.
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Post by Tarch on Jul 4, 2018 10:28:09 GMT -6
“Ohhh, so this is a game treasure hunt? Aw man! that sounds awesome!” he cheered, tail wagging. Tarch always enjoyed things like Indiana Zoans despite their age, plus he had a blast when he scaled that tower with Mr. Vocado and Mr. Matsuo. Now he got to do the same only for video games? Heck a game in general, one worth hiding away from the world. “And like something I don’t have to worry about affording,” he added with a small chuckle.
He turned his attention to the familiar bug, who began barraging him as soon as they made eye contact. “Oh! Ahaha, yeah that sure was… a thing,” he laughed nervously, feeling his back sting at the mere thought of that disaster. Luckily it seemed the little guy didn’t hold any ill will towards the saiyan for the little scuffle. In fact, he seemed far more interested in the fact they had a shared interest in games, rather than the punch he made to the little guy's face. “You have Zoan Crossing?! I love that game! My favorite Townie is probably Goatey! He’s so friendly, and loves hugs, even if he looks like he’s always on the verge of tears. And of course I play Monstermon.” He was going to ask if the insect played Baoscape, but was cut off when he himself began to tear up with the news of his destroyed video games. “Aww,” he whimpered, placing a hand on his new friend’s back. “I’m sorry, that’s rough buddy. If you want I can lend you some of mine. Maybe some of the ones I don’t play as much, or my other copy of Majin Bros deluxe. I thought my first one broke but it didn’t so now I just have two copies.”
As Tarch comforted the unfortunate soul, another person joined the scene, a pink person the likes the preteen had only seen once and was still not entirely sure what they were. The other saiyan introduced herself as Nashua, a member of the Saiyan Kingdom. This was another comfort for the young hybrid. “Oh hey! That means you know Mr. Vocado! How is he?” However before he could receive an answer, he’d realize that he had yet to introduce himself, not only to his new friend, and under more coherent circumstances, but to the entire group. “Oh right sorry, My name is Tarch.” He greeted a little stiffly.
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Post by Caein on Jul 5, 2018 20:24:57 GMT -6
These people were arguing about some fight that they had during his explanation of what was going on... To say that this was insulting was an understatement! The newest arrival seemed to know who the bug was, and from the looks of it, they alright with them because of them being gamers. Sympathy was had for the other, all the while, Caein's workplace and home was still damaged by the bug's reckless actions! Even the admittance of Nashua as Ambassador to the Saiyan Kingdom was not helping. Chromo, the bug, introduced himself after commenting how Caein was speaking too much, while the kid pleasantly introduced himself as Tarch! Caein simply spun his left hand and bowed his head lightly for moment, as he replied, "Charmed. Now-"Another showed up, a quirky Majin girl named Azarath. The first question she asked was where the food was, leaving Caein confused! Did someone really just show up in his business, through the wreckage, introduce themselves, and ask where the food was? "... Food doesn't come out until later on, Miss Azarath," Caein stated to her bluntly, before looking at the others who were eager to get started and explaining to them briefly, "What needs to go down is a discussion on how I'm going to pay you guys for helping me... For you, Chromo, I can get you a brand new Monstermon game, but what also needs to happen is you need to figure out how you're going to fix the damages done to this place. As for you two, what do you want for payment?"He'd be able to get the Majin Girl's meal later on. It wasn't opening time yet and unfortunately, he couldn't really prevent people from coming into the business until later on! Chromo |
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Post by Chromo on Jul 7, 2018 17:46:01 GMT -6
WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR A GAME
CHROMO'S PL: 40,000
"That's it?" Chromo narrowed his eyes at Caein. One game? ONE? "Noooo, that's not faaair-- jerk!" He began to whine and pout with a hiss. "This is your place, not mine! You fix it! I don't even have thumbs to fix with!" The bug retorted, floating in the face of the loft owner. He briefly turned to Tarch and pursed his lips before shooting a glare to Nashua, before eyeing the new challenger to the mix, Azarath! She had pretty good taste in food, so she was fine by Chromo's judgement. But... "I'll just go find a different place with even more games, and you'll be allll jealous!" The bug chimed with a sigh. "The only one who gets to play my later stash is Tarch! He's cool." The bug hovered into the air, turning around- but not before the spoiled brat of a bio-android stuck out his tongue with a raspberry, breaking back outside through the wall of the building- to add insult to injury- with his swarm in tow. Nope, he was not dealing with those two jerks in some fetch quest of all things.
CHROMO THREAD EXIT
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Post by Nashua on Jul 8, 2018 16:23:09 GMT -6
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A very familiar pink blob wandered in after Nashua had finished introducing herself. Much to the Saiyan's surprise, instead o a "gah" or a "guh" out of Azarath's mouth, and actual word of greeting came out. Her golden eyes widened as her entire worldview was challenged. "Uh," Nashua stammered, half expecting Azarath to start trying to devour what little remaining decor remained in Caein's restaurant. "Hey, Azarath, good to see you again." Nashua was admittedly a little nervous now that the Majin had joined. The last time she'd seen her, it had cost her practically everything she had in her wallet. Actually, it had literally cost her everything in her wallet: Nashua vividly recalled simply giving the poor shopkeeper her wallet after Azarath had devastated all the food in the eatery. So, no that the Majin was here, too...
Nashua was distracted from her train of thought as the young Saiyan addressed her. "Mister Vocado?" she responded, "Yeah, I know him. We've sparred a couple times, actually. Or, maybe just once. But yeah, I know him. He's our king now, actually." It looked like he really got around, if even some random Earthling Saiyan knew who he was. Then it was time to discuss the payment. Caein offered up a video game of sorts to Chromo, who essentially responded by spitting in his face, before sending a glare at Nashua and flying off, smashing through a different wall and causing even more property damage to the demon bartender. Well, this was already proving to be quite a destructive event, and it hadn't even begun yet. So, Nashua was left with the Majin who could and would eat anything, and some Saiyan child. A great adventuring crew.
"Uh," she began as she remembered that the bartender had asked her what she'd like as payment as well. "Well, you see, about that," she continued, slowly beginning to back away. A sinking feeling occurred in Nashua's chest that she was either not going to end up getting paid at all, or that she was even going to end up having to pay for some of the damages that had already been and would likely continue to be caused, and she was really only showing up to get paid, so... "I uh, forgot there's this really important Saiyan Kingdom meeting I gotta get to," she lied through her teeth. "And I can't miss it and it's really far away, so I better, uh," she stopped for a second to try and think of a conclusion to her sentence, but instead decided to just fly out the door at near imperceptible speeds, heading back to her ship. Maybe she could still catch the end to that movie that had been on when she left.
TAGS: Azarath | Tarch | Caein
OOC NOTES: Nashua has exited the thread!
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CHROMO - THE BEST BUG
