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Post by Carro Hofferson on Nov 20, 2018 21:37:38 GMT -6
IT'S JUST BUSINESS
CARRO'S PL: 50 (BASE) | TIANUM: 42,000/21,000 (x6/x3)
Repairs were coming along smoothly today. Carro slurped away at a can of lemonade, sitting idly on a stack of old bricks while Tianum spewed her icy breath at the large stadium wall in front of them, dotted with a little too much profane graffiti from Badman for their tastes. Others nearby washed it down with power hoses. The Satan City Sluggers, the city's baseball team, were very happy to have their home back... But there was much cleanup to be done. The disheveled arena was being cleaned to a tee under Carro's watch, though.
"Whew... You got any more water, Carrie?" Tianum panted, turning her head and long neck to Carro. It was always odd seeing Tianum in her draconic transformation, but she said she needed all the power she could get to get the job done. Tossing the dragon a gallon chug of water, Tianum was quick to catch it in her jaws, giving her friend a quick muffled "thank you" before taking a glug and turning back to get to work. Carro had dirtied his own hands just as much as Tianum regarding their work, picking off seemingly tons of gum off the bottoms of chairs and setting the back upright. Standing back up, the saiyan decided to go for a quick walk- check on the others and help if he had to and all.
The workers of Crop Corporated were determined as ever, though. Eventually when his help was swatted away by the hardheaded employees, he found himself sitting on one of the cleaned top balconies, finishing up his lemonade. "Well... this is the life, I guess." The saiyan muttered to himself more than anyone. He turned to the side to try and get comfy in the plastic chair, but found himself groaning again when spotting a few more colored specks of gum under the chairs nearby...
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Post by Majin Bloom on Nov 20, 2018 23:38:32 GMT -6
| IT'S JUST BUSINESS |
Bloom's PL: 10,000 | 30,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
In the aftermath of what had happened with the blue demon guy and the lizard dude and the other blue alien asshole, Bloom just needed some time to herself to decompress. She had seen people around the old stadium, cleaning things up. Picking up trash. That sort of thing. She watched from a nearby rooftop for them to be done with one of those fancy top balcony places. When it looked like the coast was clear for a bit, Bloom floated on down to some of the highest seats and stretched out on a row of them. Tucking her hands behind her head for a pillow, Bloom stared idly up at the sky above, trying to make out the shapes in the clouds. She remembered doing this in the past. In her travels. Things seemed made a lot more sense back then. Now, she was just...confused. She let out a soft sigh, growing quiet when she felt a higher than average energy level headed her way. Should she bail? While she debated it, Bloom heard him mutter something to himself. Poking her head up, Bloom noticed with some displeasure that it was that guy. From the posters. The president guy. Bloom remembered submitting her bid for presidency after learning about Satan City. Hah. What a joke. Look how that had turned out. Like everything else in her life right now. Shit. Bloom stood up with a grunt, sticking her hands in her pockets and mozying over to the orange haired Saiyan. Reminded her a bit of Kon. If Kon were a kid. Bloom plopped down a few seats down from him and glanced at him sidelong. “Hey…” Bloom hadn’t really thought far enough ahead to know what she was gonna say. She knew what she wanted to talk about, but she didn’t really know how. Instead, Bloom just rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. How did you talk about what had happened earlier? Or the presidency. Or really...her lack of guilt…? Bloom sighed and leaned forward. “Nice...weather...isn’t it...?”
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Nov 23, 2018 19:50:05 GMT -6
Turning around at the sound of something- or someone- falling, Carro found himself gazing back at a familiar Majin. Wasn't she the one who went nutso back at Satan City? It was a relief to see Bloom was seemingly back to normal, but he could see the same wear and tear in her gaze that the rest of the recently freed citizens all seemed to have as of late. "Oh- H-hello!" He smiled and waved meekly as she sat nearby. Something felt off. Awkward was the right word for it.
The saiyan sat up oddly straight now, the hairs on his tail puffing up while he twiddled his fingers. It looked like Bloom wanted to say something, and it wasn't about the weather. "Yyyyup, beautiful day." Carro raised a finger and a grin. "And the weathermen said it'd rain today? I don't see a cloud in the sky, eh?" He quipped in an attempt to lighten the mood.
"...Regardless, I don't think you came here to talk about the day or somethin'." The saiyan scratched his chin, a bead of sweat grazing his forehead as he glances astray. "I-is there anything you wanna say? I can't exactly read minds, ya'know."
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Post by Majin Bloom on Nov 25, 2018 17:36:35 GMT -6
| IT'S JUST BUSINESS |
Bloom's PL: 10,000 | 30,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
Bloom looked at Carro with a mixed of her usual awkwardness and just general anxiety, noting that he seemed a little nervous as well. Probably because she had gone a little berserk after their first time seeing each other. Probably not the best first impression to make. It only made her more nervous, but with Carro’s prodding, she eventually just decided to go for it. “Yeeeeeeah...Sorry….I’m not great at this…” Bloom twiddled her thumbs. “Guess I got a little out of hand earlier...my bad…” She glanced at him, “You’re gunning for president...right…? I put myself up without thinking after hearing about what happened to Satan City...I was gonna raise awareness or something...It was a dumb idea… Probably just gonna...withdraw or whatever...” She smiled a little bitterly. “It was a stupid idea to begin with...Good luck to you though…”
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