Project Evolution
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XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO TSUKI EMEN
PL: 40,000
Larva (x2T)
Tag: @eve
Posts: 132 
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Post by Project Evolution on Jul 15, 2018 10:51:38 GMT -6
While fighting was both the main and easiest way to spark her competitive spirit, it didn't take a lot to do so either. Pino had suggested to her about something weird known as a triathlon that was happening in South City. Initially, Eve was reluctant to participate, having no idea what is was and when she learned about it believed it was completely stupid. She didn't even know how to ride this thing known as a "bicycle" anyways. After lots of prompting and a few promises, she would reluctantly agree, saying that it was only for his research purposes and no other reason.
On the day of the competition, most people were gathered around the beach, where the race would begin. Dozens of people stood near the water's edge, ready to jump in and begin. As she pushed through the crowd, it wasn't long before Eve received a few odd stares. "What? You never seen a zoan before." She snapped as she walked on by the gawking participants. What was their problem? She wasn't even naked like she was normal when she was out training by herself. In the efforts to attract additional stares, Eve was now clad in a strange wetsuit-like attire which she wanted to rip off her body immediately. However, as most participants were suggested to use one, she had complied with lots of complaints.
The race didn't start for a few more minutes, allowing everyone to mingle a little bit before the competition. As she knew absolutely nobody in this crowd from what she could see, Eve had stood around with her arms crossed, making it clear she didn't want anyone to talk to her. Fortunately, most of the people had complied, gravitating away from her. "Let's get this over with. I want to go back to our base already." She grumbled. "I hope you're happy now you cream-colored grape."
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Post by Azarath on Jul 16, 2018 18:52:14 GMT -6
Azarath's PL: 32,000
Returning to South City once again! The brave young Majin had decided to venture forth into her city of choice after waiting a few weeks for the 'heat' to die down after her last binge had resulted in more than just a few destroyed businesses and a minor food crisis in more than one town. She had stuck mostly to the coast and went out on a few expeditions to the other bigger cities of the world while avoiding the newly minted Badman City. She had heard nothing but awful things about it from the villagers on the coast and they had made her promise to stay away. So here Azarath was joining in on what she had been told was a 'triathlon' of some kind by the local children. They had sought her out to get the Majin to compete, convinced she would have a good shot at winning. After all she could fly! Yet when they got to the mass of people that were at the starting line a problem became apparent. She would have to ride a bike. How? Where? What the heck was a bike? The pout on her face had nearly caused steam to roll from her hidden pores until the kind Earthlings that had been handing out the signs for competitors explained exactly what it was, albeit confused. So here Azarath was now poured, quite literally, into a wetsuit thingy that the hosts forced her to wear even though she was always in the deep ocean and just fine! Surrounded by humans of all shapes and sizes and only able to see some weird Zoan looking thing. "Hi!" Her chipper voice squeaked out the greeting while popping up next to the weirdo. Not that she was one to call just anyone a weirdo but this one looked way too different from the normal Earthlings to be real! Sorta short and with dangly bits on it's head. Azarath couldn't even tell what gender it was! "M'name's Azarath! Nice to meet you!" she had been practicing her greetings for weeks now in the hope of getting to use it on a new friend and this strange Earthling was the perfect target. Sure it looked more than a little annoyed at everyone and thing and might even yell at her for talking but that bug thing had gored her and she came out of it a-okay! What harm could there be here?
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