Post by General Kraktus on Oct 13, 2018 1:15:15 GMT -6
Kraktus strided around. He was carrying a defeated Saiyan warrior on his back. He had been too weak to stop his overwhelming assault. It was not unexpected but still. He was hoping for a better challenge. Kraktus was looking to grow. To become the most powerful being he could. He'd didn't want to be a pawn in a war he wanted to the man playing the pieces. Still, his current strength was not enough. The only way he knew how to get stronger was fighting. Fighting to the brink and coming back from it. The Saiyan did it. Maybe he didn't have their same trait of growing stronger but he'd learn from his defeats. What did and did not work. Once he was as strong as his foe he'd use that to defeat them. His advantage right now was being not being too weak to be a threat. For now.
Kraktus threw the man to the ground grabbing his scouter. He'd give it a look before throwing it into a wall. That should get someone attention. He'd sit down starting to make a fire. He was just going to relax and watch the planet's sky for the time being waiting to see if anyone arrived. If they did he may give them a fight, not for their benefit of course. Everything he ever did was for the benefit of himself and only himself. It just so happened many things he did were to the benefit of others.
Post by Majin Mumbo on Oct 19, 2018 19:30:50 GMT -6
Thread Power Level: 64,000 From the dark skies, a high-pitched voice crooned. "Myeeeeeeeheheheeee. Your villainy is delectable! I think you'll make a fine friend!" The harsh tone almost sounded strenuous on the being's voice, and if Kraktus turned to face the being, he'd find the face didn't exactly match the voice, as what might sound something like a powerful and vile witch, or perhaps a young wizard, was instead a scrawny majin in nothing more than the gear a grunt might find themselves in.
Mumbo landed near Kraktus' fire, putting one foot up on a small rock to lean on his knee. Mean as Mumbo was normally, his original self was still a bit squeamish. Seeing such a brutalized Saiyan was tough on him, so he made sure to look away as much as possible. Not wanting to blow his cover too badly, however, Mumbo raised a hand, blasting an orb of Ki at the unconscious Saiyan to blow him to bits!
"You're with the fleet too, huh? My name is Majinori. I'm a bad dude looking to rise up in the ranks. You wouldn't happen to know where I could check in, would you?" The Majin coughed; this raspy voice was hard to keep up! "My scouter only picked up the orders to Namek, but not the coordinates to the base, so I've been beating up Saiyans left and right until I found an ally! Myehehee!"
Post by General Kraktus on Oct 19, 2018 19:51:33 GMT -6
Kraktus sat for a long while before he heard a voice. He'd look over not expecting what he saw. It was a Pink majin who was a thin as a stick. He was in the WTF Armor though so he didn't question it too much. His scouter told him that this guy was not a joke. 64,000 was a high battle level. He could not even match that. He could learn something from this man. Guess, appearance really was deceiving. His hand moved to his chin as he'd watch Mumbo blow up the dead saiyan. He grunted in slight annoyance. He didn't decide what to do with him yet. Still, if this man wanted to destroy him he'd not stop him. He was not stupid. Power was the ultimate authority as far as he saw it.
The man asked if he was with the fleet. He telepathically spoke to Mumbo. "Yes, I am apart of the fleet." He'd state as he told his name. He told him how he was a bad man trying to rise up the ranks. He found it odd someone so strong was already not near the rank of Boreal. Still, maybe he had just joined. Power was not everything after all. He wanted to know where to check in. "Can't say I do." Kraktus telepathically spoke. He was working on his own plans away from the Wtf. He noted his scouter did not have the Coordinates so he beat up saiyan still he found someone to help him. He'd toss his scouter to Mumbo. "You can try to find it. Can't say I checked myself. Technology is not my strong suit." He'd rather start getting on the good side of this man who may rise far up in the ranks.
Post by Majin Mumbo on Oct 20, 2018 1:24:34 GMT -6
Mumbo was taken aback by Kraktus' speech pattern at first. Tickling someone's brain to talk to them was unique, for sure, but why did he do it? The questions piled up like a flood-- did he simply not have a mouth? Did he not know galactic common? Whatever the case, Mumbo needed to keep his veneer of villainy up a bit longer. As the Majin chuckled darkly, a bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. The other Mumbo would be so much better at this part.
Catching the scouter with the end of his antenna, Mumbo linked the device with his own, and synced up the map with his own. "Nifty little machines, huh? Couldn't care less about how they worked though; as long as they help me kick guys asses, I'm happy! Myeeeheheheh."
Unsurprisingly, the data wasn't saved on this guy's scouter either. Did the Fleet even have a base? Boreal seemed to just wander around all the time, and Chamil and himself lived out of a cave before this search for a cure started. Maybe the Fleet was more disorganized than Mumbo had originally thought. Were they even a threat? Had Maple and him been lead astray by the flashy powers of these lizard-dudes?
"So tell me, squid-boy," Mumbo taunted, tossing his scouter back to him, "what's a shrimp like you doing on Namek? Looking to steal some fame, or are you just cruisin' to bruise?" Throwing his head up, Mumbo laughed like a freak. Was he going too over-the-top with this? Maybe. But it was kinda fun. "Me personally? I don't give a damn what I do. As long as somebody tells me who to punch, I'm happy. Not like you need more than a good fight and some good food, am I right?"
Post by General Kraktus on Oct 20, 2018 17:19:39 GMT -6
This creature really confused him. He could not get a read on him. He was an odd creature. He seemed to just wanna destroy but something was off about him. Kraktus didn't like it one bit. Still, he didn't want to fight this man. He was far stronger then he was. He didn't seem to find what he was looking for. He'd toss the scouter back. Kraktus hand jetted out catching it. Then the man began to call him a squid boy. He'd narrow his eyes. He didn't like being called a squid or a boy. He was unsure how he wanted to respond to it, however, if he attacked there may have been trouble. No way was he going to beat this guy. So he stared at him listening to rest he had to say.
He wanted to know why he was here. If he was looking for some sort of Fame or looking to...something. He didn't understand that last part he had just said. He was laughing like a madman at this point. This man was really an odd basket. He then explained what he was doing here. He wanted to just fight. He wanted a good fight and a good fight. Then he asked if he agreed. Kraktus looked back at the burning corpse of the Saiyan, "That was supposed to by lunch." He telepathically said to Mumbo. Then he'd look around. They were not in communication. He decided to take a little chance. Maybe he got get a feel from another Fleet member. "I been a part of the legion for some time. On my homeworld, I was the strongest of my kind. Really it was boring. I want to be powerful and I want chaos. I came to see if Boreal is about to win an overwhelming victory. If he happened to be close I planned to stop him. I want this war to be forever. I want chaos. That why I joined. Fighting and Food is secondary. I server high powers then this. Empire." He'd scoff as he said empire. Hardly. Compared to the golden era of some empires this was hardly an ember compared to them.
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