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Post by Chime on Nov 23, 2018 20:46:49 GMT -6
Nothing Could Possibly Go Wrong
Chime's PL: 40,000
It was a perfect day up on the Lookout. The sun was bright, but not so bright as to be scorching hot. A gentle breeze wafted over the ancient place and rustled the green leaves of the trees. Down on the Earth below, the colors were changing to the reds and oranges of autumn, and in some places, falling off altogether and giving way to winter. But up on the Lookout, time seemed to stand still, and the foliage was perfectly green year-round.
Chime finally, finally, found himself with a nice quiet day. Nothing crashing around in Fukurou forest, nobody coming to harass him on the Lookout, no angry blue men to beat him up, and no disasters that needed attending to. He finally had a day all to himself. He'd taken to hanging out in one of the small towers surrounding the central temple of the Lookout. Though they were all constructed exactly the same, he found he liked this one for the perfect view it offered of the entire grounds. Over the course of the day, he'd been conjuring up pillows and blankets to pile up onto one side of the tower's top room. Eventually he built himself up a nice nest, and moved on to exploring the library. It was too nice of a day to spend cooped up inside, of course, so he took a few of the old tomes with him (very carefully, they were extremely old) up to his nest and spent the afternoon reading. They were mostly the notes of past Kami, about significant events that had occured during their time, but a few were other books they'd collected on topics that they found useful. Namely, magic and old legends, though there was an 'Off-worlder's Guide to Earth Etiquette' that gave him a laugh. Apparently he wasn't the first non-human Kami.
He sighed happily, and gazed out from his nest on top of the tower. Afternoon was turning to evening, and the sky was alight with beautiful purples and pinks. It really had been a perfect day.
Bozo
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Post by Bozo on Nov 24, 2018 17:25:26 GMT -6
Bozo's PL: 180,000/30,000 | [Ringmaster Active] x6/x1
Well, today was a bad and boring day. Now it wasn’t exactly the ‘good’ bad, where there’s a bunch of explosions and whatnot, no… For it was the dreaded kind of bad day. There was nothing to do! There were no people to mess with, no people to make fun of, and nobody was around to watch him create a large crater in the middle of a forest! He couldn’t create a crater in the middle of some city since that meant killing a lot of people, and from what he was told, he couldn’t kill anyone that wasn’t a saiyan. Now he could’ve just destroyed a little town or something and said that there was a saiyan hiding out in it, but he knew for a fact that the Fleet would know better than trust him. He’s lied too many times to be considered unpredictable, so causing any destruction or doing anything that was considered ‘fun’ was thrown out of the window.
The only fun he’s had so far this week was messing around with a self-righteous namekian who called himself a ‘protector of Earth’ or whatever. He really loved those kinds of people, mainly because he knew for a fact they couldn’t protect ANYTHING. It was a shame that they didn’t talk that much, because holy heck he seemed like a lot of fun. Goody two-shoes were interesting to the hakaijin, though they were usually all the same: all talk and no bite! Man, he’s beginning to remember that one time when some konatsian dweeb (or whatever he was, he couldn’t care nor bother to care) tried attacking Bozo because he killed his entire family. They talked about how he was so evil and how he’s going to get destroyed… only for them to get destroyed mid-sentence. Let’s hope that something like that happens in a few months!
Anywho, to help relieve his boredom, he decided it would be best to begin flying around and explore this planet. He did this mainly so he could remember how beautiful something looked before it would one day turn into rubble. It’s honestly sad that all these nice-looking places had to go… at least for the inhabitants here it would be sad, Bozo would care less! As he flew above a forest area, he would stop once noticing a… very weird looking building. The alien would stop flying to look at whatever this thing was, noticing how it was… floating? Bozo blinked a few times, a little confused with what thing thing was. “Floating buildings? It’s been years since I’ve seen something like that! If this thing… is a building.” He examined the strange floating object, only to notice that it would end at the very tippy top!
Bozo, believing he had nothing else better to do, decided to begin flying himself up in the air, getting closer and closer to the very top of the Lookout. Whenever he got there, he would notice that the top area was entirely flat! There were a few trees grown here and there, and there appeared to a building at the other end of where he was. “… Well, whoever’s living here better get out, because I’m definitely staying here!” Bozo would suddenly say allowed, a smirk spreading across his face. This placed looked a lot like fun! It’s a tad bit empty, and maybe the trees could go…
“But first, I think we should begin some refernishing~” Slowly, he raised a hand up, purple flames dancing along his finger tips as he prepared an attack.
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Post by Chime on Nov 25, 2018 18:37:41 GMT -6
At first, Chime ignored the powerful presence he felt in the distance. There were strong people all over the planet, and it didn't feel like that person was fighting, or doing much of anything at all. He didn't need to go investigate every strong individual he sensed. It was alright if he took a day to just sit, and let things pass him by. The world wouldn't end. It was only when the presence got closer, and then closer still, that he was forced to acknowledge it. Soon, it was almost at the Lookout, so Chime groaned, gingerly closed his book (he felt like snapping it shut, but that would probably break the brittle old pages, and he wasn't so annoyed that he'd forgotten that) and got up out of his pillow nest.
It was that purple cat guy again! From the forest! He was hovering over the Lookout, and it sounded like he was talking to himself, though Chime couldn't hear what he was saying. Some flames started to grow in his hand, and the Namekian knew he couldn't hesitate. He flew up to meet him, shouting as he went, "HEY! What the heck do you think you're doing-- Uh--" he stammered as his brain hit a wall. What was this guy's name again? He'd heard it when they'd met in the forest, he knew he had, but he couldn't seem to remember. It was something with a B...
"BANZO!" Yeah, that was it, "You better not be doing what it looks like you're doing! 'Cause I'm going to have to stop you! Why are you even up here?!"
He knew he really should have been more cautious about just approaching someone so powerful and scolding them, but dammit, he'd been enjoying that book!
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Post by Bozo on Nov 25, 2018 20:03:26 GMT -6
His attack was aaaaalmost ready! It’ll be enough to remove all these trees and plants, and hopefully there will be enough room for what he wanted to set up after it was done and over with. If he wanted to set up a nice little home, he’ll need all the room he could get! All these trees and plants must first go, THEN he’ll get to setting up his dream home! Though once the attack was finally prepared however, someone rather familiar would suddenly just… show up. It was that same namekian he met not so long ago! Bozo would just hover there, staring at Chime for a moment with a confused look on his face. “Why are you up here? Should you be protecting your Earth besides… doing things on this little floaty home?” The hakaijin would question, the fiery ki that were once dancing along his finger tips diminishing.
Whenever Chime shouted out “Banzo,” Bozo couldn’t help but just stare at the namekian a bit more. What was he talking about? Who was Banzo?! Whoever it was, this Banzo person sounded like they had both a nice beard and muscles. Bozo would let the namekian continue with his little tantrum, a wide grin forming across his face however upon hearing that Chime is going to stop him. “Oooohohohoho, you’re going to stop me? OOOOOH, I would just looooove to see you try!” He chuckled aloud before deciding to go ahead and hover up in the air, “Now, the reason why I’m here is that I want to keep this place as my home! It’s big enough to fit all the stuff I want to have, but it appears that the trees are in the way! So I must destroy them… and possibly you if you decide to get in my way!”
He would raise both of his hands up, two balls of purple ki forming in his palms. “And it appears you do not know my name either, and just for that, I might as well give you a little reminder!” Bozo would then clasp his hands together, squishing the balls of ki before suddenly throwing them in the air! The word “BOZO” would form up above his head after doing that, appearing to have used his ki to form the letters. “I’m none other than the great and amazing Bozo! I do tricks, I do spells; I kill things, I destroy things! I’m also an ex performer, but if you ask nicely, I might show you a trick or two.” Bozo says, clicking his tongue and pointing a finger gun at the namekian.
“Now would you still like to stop me? Yes or no? I would like to get this done as soon as possible, because unlike you, Mr. Protector, I have better things to do later on!”
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Post by Chime on Nov 26, 2018 3:49:29 GMT -6
Yep, this guy was just as annoying as Chime remembered. Every other thing he said just grated on the Namekian's nerves. He grit his teeth and very deliberately evened out his breathing so he wouldn't just snap at the purple cat trying his patience, "I'm here because I live here. You don't, so you need to go, okay?" He knew the hakaijin wouldn't listen to that, of course, but he had to try and be reasonable anyway.
Chime just glared at him as he hovered up closer and laughed. But he was still trying not to lose his cool, "You can't live here. Like I said, it's occupied. Besides, no World Trade Fleet allowed up here. Or anywhere on this planet, actually! So head on out to one of their worlds and make your home there, I'm sure they have plenty of them." He felt a twinge of guilt for essentially saying 'go terrorize people somewhere else, where I can't see you', but at the end of the day, he was Guardian of Earth, not Guardian of the Whole Galaxy. There was only so much he could take care of. Even Chime, with his tendency to bite off more than he could chew, could see that.
The word BOZO lit up the air above their heads, and Chime continued to frown up at it. Oh right, that was his name. Bozo, Banzo, whatever. It didn't matter what this guy was called, he still had to get him off the Lookout, and preferably off Earth entirely, if he could manage that. The question was: how? Bozo was full of annoying bluster, sure, but it was obvious he was like this because he'd always been able to get away with it, and he'd gotten away with it because he was strong. One of the strongest Chime had ever met, maybe even strongest, at least in terms of raw power. Chime knew he couldn't stand up to him in a head-to-head battle. He'd have to be crafty...
"Alright!" he blurted, "I have a better idea. Before you set anything on fire, we can have a contest. You said you like tricks and spells? I can do magic, too," Chime demonstrated by conjuring a teacup in his hand, making a 'cheers' motion, then turning the cup back into light and dust with a twist of his hand, "So we should see who the better spellcaster is, right? Not by blowing stuff up, that's boring. We can both do better than that! So how about it? I'll even let you pick exactly what the contest is! Just as long as it's fun and creative. If you win, you can do whatever you want to this place. If I win, you have to leave and never come back. Okay?"
Chime kept his expression as calm as he could while he waited for Bozo's response. Hopefully, he'd take the bait. If not, well...
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Post by Bozo on Dec 4, 2018 18:18:08 GMT -6
“Oooooh, how rude! You should never tell a guest to just go and leave! It’s pretty rude, and evil I might add! My, it’s SOOOOO rude and cruel to do such things like telling someone to go away.” Bozo would say, beginning to frown a bit. Obviously these were crocodile tears considering he would go and let out a chuckle, “And those homes are boring. This one though, OOOOWEEEE!” He whistled, hovering up in the air so he could take a good look at the floating building. It was nice looking alright, but once he noticed the plants that were there, he would grimace. On second thought, this place kinda sucked… hence why he must refurnish some things before he claims it as his own! “And I won’t kick you out or anything if I live here! Say, you can still… live here, but longest you do as I say and don’t annoy me with your goody goodness!” He went and offered.
“I’ll help around, you can trust me on that! I’ll clean your dis- oh wait, your species don’t eat food. Hmmm, you can clean my dishes, and I’ll fill your water bowl here and there. Doesn’t that sound like a nice offer, Mr. Protector?” He smirked, crossing his arms as he looked down at the namekian. “I don’t mind roommates! If you think about it, you might actually live once everything is destroyed! Maybe we can become pals, besties, twinzies!” Bozo would then gasp, covering his mouth briefly. “Or maybe become star-crossed lovers! Ooooh, the romance between a purple cat and a green slug thing, how romantic and sweet!” The hakaijin cackled loudly after saying that, wiping a tear from his eye. This was the most fun he had in ages!
An eyebrow raised after hearing Chime’s offer. He spoke of some sort of contest involving magic and whatnot, the kitten’s pupils dilating a little bit upon seeing the teacup appear. “Oooooo…” He was actually impressed with the little trick he did, but after hearing that no destruction was going to be involved in the contest, the cat would just pout. “Oh, no destruction? That’s unfair! All I know is destruction, my green friend, so I hereby declare this contest rigged!” Bozo shouted aloud, “How about this: instead of staying here, you teach me how to do that trick you just did. Now that I thought about it, this place isn’t cool at all! Also if you deny this request, I’ll force myself to live here and possibly destroy you in the process.”
The alien would go and hover in front of Chime, extending a hand. “Deeeeeal?"
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Post by Chime on Dec 6, 2018 8:39:42 GMT -6
Keeping a straight face while Bozo rambled on was a trial. The hakaijin went on and on about how he was going to live here, and how he would so kindly allow Chime to stay after he'd razed the place. Chime should have felt fear at the prospect of the Lookout being obliterated under him, but he could only find himself getting more and more annoyed. His face twitched a bit as he tried to keep his calm facade, but his composure finally broke when Bozo mentioned romance. Chime's arms had been crossed the whole time, but now he threw them in the air and blurted, "Romance?! You-- that's disgusting, you know that? You're weird! And I'm not a slug, I'm a Namekian!"
Chime's cheeks flushed purple in embarrassment at his own outburst. At least Bozo seemed more interested in his magic than in teasing him more. He didn't take the bait of the contest but apparently wanted to learn to conjure objects, as Chime did. That...wasn't what he'd been expecting, honestly, but that was okay. It wasn't a battle. He could work with this. Chime eyed Bozo's outstretched hand for a moment as he considered the offer, "...Alright. Deal, but! After I teach you, you never try and harm this place again. If you do, I won't teach you anything more, okay?" He looked the purple cat in the eye sternly, then shook his hand.
After the handshake, Chime made his way over to the trees that Bozo detested so much and sat beneath one. He waved for his invader-turned-student to come and join him. "Right, so, uh..." he fidgeted with the beads on his necklace a bit, suddenly feeling very awkward and self-conscious. He barely knew how to teach anyone, for starters, and the idea that if he did poorly Bozo would just blow everything up anyway, wasn't exactly calming on his nerves, "Magic Materialization. It's an old Dragon Clan technique. You said you only use your magic for destruction, but that's a pretty narrow view of it. You can use magic for pretty much anything if you practice enough. You just need to...hm." Chime paused and tapped his chin. Where should he start?
"Maybe just show me what you can do first? Can you manipulate magic without destroying anything? Y'know, like this," and he demonstrated. One hand was held up, and a sparkling white light formed between his fingers after a second. It wasn't very powerful, not like a ball of ki, because it wasn't ki. It was simply a ball of magic light.
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Post by Bozo on Dec 6, 2018 19:10:23 GMT -6
The cat snorted after hearing the namekian’s reaction, holding back laughter. “I know you are, but who am I? Ooo, you’ve been bamboozled, my sluggishly sluggish slug friend.” He said with a giggle, a little satisfied with the namekian’s reactions so far. Bozo will stop messing with him for now however, considering the two were about to do a deal! The demonic cat grinned widely, glancing at his hand and at the namekian, signaling him to take it. He really wanted to learn this kind of magic, believing that it would be nice to learn a few tricks before anything was to happen to this planet. The alien rolled his eyes and groaned after hearing Chime speak, “All you needed to say was, “it’s a deal.” Now hurry up and teach me!”
Bozo followed Chime as they began to walk away, only to let out a small hiss upon seeing him sit beneath a tree. It was ugly and didn’t belong here! He REALLY wanted to destroy it, along with the rest of these foul trees. Bozo would decide to suck it up however, sitting down with the namekian and grumbling quietly. He stared at Chime once he began to speak, nodding here and there…
Kais, this was boring.
Bozo would let out an obnoxiously loud yawn in the middle of the namekian’s explanation, talking how using magic just for destruction was narrow or… something. He wasn’t exactly paying much attention quite obviously, though that would change once Chime asked him to show what he could do with his magic, only to go ahead and give a demonstration. The alien watched as light formed just between the namekian’s fingers, which Bozo would let out a scoff, believing what he did was mere child’s play. “Oh, that’s pretty easy! Just lemme…” Bozo would extend his arm out, holding is palm upward in front of Chime. A light began to form in the cat’s hand, which slowly grew and grew in size. The light itself was a mix between a dark and light purple, which would immediately form into purple flames!
Bozo would hold it as if it was nothing, smirking widely upon revealing his trick. He was definitely using magic alright, though it was obviously not pure… at all. If Chime could tell, it was demonic more than anything, which might be an indication on how he has magic in the first place. “So, what do ya think? Do I get an A+, Teach?”
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Post by Chime on Dec 8, 2018 17:12:14 GMT -6
Chime could tell Bozo wasn't exactly thrilled about his choice of spot to sit, and he couldn't help but smirk when the cat outright hissed at the tree. The hakaijin had been causing trouble and annoying him since he'd appeared, so Chime was enjoyed getting back at him, even if it was only a little. His satisfaction was short-lived, though, as Bozo was obviously bored and not really listening to him, and then outright yawned in his face. Chime was about to throw his hands in the air and say to forget the whole thing, he couldn't teach someone that wasn't paying attention, but then to his surprise, Bozo played along. He conjured up a light, just as Chime had asked.
...Actually, not like he'd asked at all. It was fire, first of all, not the pure light he'd been looking for, but it wasn't even normal fire. Chime leaned forward to peer at it, and then to look at Bozo himself. The light in his own hand went out as he shifted his concentration, without his realizing. Something was off about the energy he was feeling. It was magic, yes, but it wasn't like Chime's own magic. It was wilder. He'd felt something like this before, and it took him a moment to place it...but when he did, his eyebrows shot up in shock and he reeled backward. The energy reminded him of the demon warrior he'd met in the forest not too long ago, Sensoa.
"You...are you a demon?" Chime blurted before he could stop himself, then immediately regretted it and tried to back-peddle, "If you are that's okay! I mean, it's not really okay, but I'm not going to dislike you any more than I already do!" Wait, no, that sounded bad too. There wasn't really any good way to say 'hey, you seem like a demon.'
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Post by Bozo on Dec 10, 2018 19:16:35 GMT -6
Bozo held out his hand proudly, smirking once he noticed that the namekian was watching. Yeah, he knew that it was neat; neater than that little light bulb or whatever that formed in his hands. Who the heck uses white light as magic stuff? He isn’t really that good of a critic, but he knew for sure that white was a very boring color. It should’ve been purple, yeah! Or orange, or green! Actually green would fit pretty well for this namekian boy, since he was… green. Before Bozo could really say anything about Chime’s staring, the namekian would immediately back up as if something frightened him! “What’s the matter, slug boy? Is it too fun and awesome looking for yoooou?” He cackled, though blinked upon hearing his question.
“You know, it’s rude to ask those kinds of questions.” Bozo would say, his eyes narrowing slightly. The flames that were formed in his hands would increase in size as he heard Chime’s words, like how it was okay to be a demon- well, nevermind. It wasn’t okay to be a demon! Well, would you consider Bozo a demon…? “I kiiiinda was hopin’ that you teach me some things besides getting into my personal life! See, from what I’ve heard, teachers don’t ask those kinds of questions! Now if you were older than me, it would’ve been creepy.” Bozo said before slowly getting up, raising the hand he’s been using up in the air. “Anywho, I’mma destroy this place now, ‘kay? Now where to begin…”
The alien would turn around, humming quietly as he thought on what to do. A ball of energy began to form in his hands as he was thinking, raising his other hand to place it on his chin. “Hmmm… I know where to begin!” He exclaimed, only to turn towards the namekian, the ball of energy suddenly growing in size! “I’ll start with YOU!” The alien shouted before chucking the ball at the namekian, which would burst into a puff of purple sparkles mid-throw. Bozo would smirk widely from the little prank he just did, giggling. “I’m not a demon, you silly goose! I’m just borrowing their magic is all. Y’see… I can tell ya why but… it’s personaaaaaal.”
Bozo would then clap his hands together, sighing as if what he just did was a job well done. “Now, MAYBE I can tell you if you’re a good sport around me! That means no passive aggression, no name-calling, and be a nice person! I’m being a nice person by not destroying you where you stand… now anyways, got anything else you need to teach me, friend, pal, duderino?~”
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Post by Chime on Dec 12, 2018 14:11:42 GMT -6
The flames grew in Bozo's hand, and Chime pulse sped up as he watched. Oh no. This was what he was trying to prevent! If only he'd been able to keep his big mouth shut. Bozo stepped back and the flames formed into a ball of energy, a proper attack. The Hakaijin declared he would destroy the Lookout now, and Chime wracked his brain trying to think of something to say to convince him otherwise. He hadn't wanted to play a game, and he'd botched teaching him pretty thoroughly, so what else... Before he could come up with a way out, that big ball of purple energy came flying towards him, and the Namekian squeezed his eyes shut and threw his arms up over his head as he summoned a barrier of blue ki around the front of him. He didn't know how much of Bozo's attack it could take, but if he held on, he could probably tank whatever broke through, and then--
His whirling, panicked thoughts slowed to a halt when he realized nothing was happening. Nothing had hit his barrier. Chime blinked his eyes open to see purple sparkles dissipating into the air, and Bozo just past them, giggling. It had been a trick? His legs turned to jelly underneath him from the emotional whiplash, and he fell onto his butt, "You...you su--" Chime stopped short of actually saying 'you suck', he caught himself before he ticked off Bozo any further. He quickly amended with, "--You suuure got me there. Yep. Ahaha."
Chime ran a hand over his bald head and took a deep breath to calm himself before he continued, "Anyway, I wasn't being mean! I am a nice person! Just not destroying someone isn't being nice, you need to actually make an effort to help them." he sighed again and shook his head. That was probably a lost cause, "Also, I haven't taught you anything yet. You still need to show me you can make a light! Not a fire, just a plain old light. I know that might seem boring to you, but...well, you asked to learn!" he threw his hands up in a big shrug, then crossed them as he sat there on the ground, looking up at Bozo and waiting for him to try again.
Chime uses [B1] Ki Barrier...and blocks shit-all. Oh well.
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Post by Bozo on Dec 13, 2018 14:09:35 GMT -6
Well, it appeared that Chime was being a good sport after all, even stating that his little prank was funny! Or at least that is what Bozo assumed. He would let out another sadistic giggle before sitting down next to the namekian, a gleeful grin spreading across his face. “I’m glad that you enjoy that little trick! Ohohoho, it’s one of my oldest tricks, but it surely fools people! You should’ve seen your expression too! Jee, you were soooo scared!” He giggled a little bit, placing his hands on his stomach as he decided to lie down and laugh. Luckily it didn’t take long for him to cease his laughing, which merely lasted a few seconds. “And you are a nice person! Hence why I don’t like you! Weeeell, I actually like you, but that’s because you enjoy my jokes and aren’t all that annoying!”
Bozo actually liked this namekian a little bit, believing he was fun to mess with and whatnot. He might even consider him his friend! Though obviously it won’t last very long considering Bozo’s overall status and how Chime was a goody good. Maybe he was a rival instead? Hmmm… “And I help people SOMETIMES! Don’t even talk to me about that, silly. I might be the cruelest thing alive, but I do help others… for a price.” Striking deals count as help, right? Actually why is he even bothering with this to begin with? Who cared about helping people! Bozo would let out a loud groan after hearing Chime’s lecture, holding a splayed hand out and sighing. “Fiiiiine, I guess I’ll make a light then! What kind of light do you want? Green? Blue? Purple? Oooo, purple sounds nice.” And with a snap of his fingers, a ball of purple light would form in his hand. It wasn’t a fire or anything, but just a light!
“There’s your light! Is it right? Is it too bright? Is it the right height?”
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Post by Chime on Dec 15, 2018 16:04:25 GMT -6
Chime sat there with his arms and legs crossed as he listened to Bozo, a slight frown on his face. The Hakaijin liked him? That was unexpected. Chime actually didn't like his jokes, far from it, but if that was the impression he was giving off, he wasn't about to try and change that. Anything that helped keep them on positive terms was good. Still, he couldn't stop himself rolling his eyes at Bozo's description of 'helping', "If you help people for a price, then it's not really help. Then you're just doing a job. I'm talking about being altruistic. Y'know, charitable! Aah, forget it." He waved one hand in the air dismissively. That seemed like a lost cause with this guy.
Bozo finally made a light like Chime had asked, and the Namekian studied it a moment before nodding in approval, "That's good, yeah. I just wanted to see if you could create something that wasn't destructive, and light is pretty basic. So now if you take that light..." He took a moment to resummon his own ball of light in his hand, bright brilliant white, "...And will it into a different shape. Let's say a cube, that's simple." In no time at all, the little star-like light in Chime's hand shifted into a glowing white cube, and he grinned, "And once you've got that, you just make it denser and denser, and eventually it won't be light at all, but a solid object! Don't worry about what material it'll be, that's more advanced. It'll probably end up as stone or clay or something."
He brought his other hand up and 'pushed' it above the glowing cube, like both hands were squishing it together, though neither of them actually touched it as it floated there. In a couple of seconds, the light blinked out, and all that was left was a perfect brown stone cube, "See? Now you try!"
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Post by Bozo on Dec 15, 2018 20:00:45 GMT -6
What was this namekian getting at? Help people without expecting anything in return? Charity? That’s gross! He wasn’t a good guy at all, so why would he do something like that? Plus… what did altruistic mean? Bozo sort of just stared at Chime, as if perplexed with what he was saying. To be honest he was beginning to dislike this little namekian the more he spoke instead of liking him, which was of course not a good thing whatsoever. If Bozo didn’t like something, he’ll just destroy it and go along his merry way. He doesn’t discriminate too; whether it be a lowly WTFer or some sort of inspiring super hero, he will destroy anything that was deemed unlikable to his standards. “Yes, I rather forget it too.” He would respond, smirking.
The hakaijin nearly clapped his hands together after hearing that he done it right, but obviously refrained from doing so upon finding out he… well, was carrying a ball of light. “Oh, good! Now let’s get to the good part already!” He said with a grin, his eyes growing a tad wide upon seeing the light become a cube. The alien would lean closer a little bit, oooo’ing and ahhh’ing as the kami spoke. But he would let out a huff upon hearing that it’ll become stone or clay, believing that was kinda boring. He would back up however once Chime began molding the light, squishing his hands together around it and… “Ooooooo! It’s a cube!” He would say excitedly, “Now it’s my turn!”
The hakaijin would stare at his ball of light, sweating as he began to form the magic into a sphere. “I’m gonna make it into a ball, ‘kay? S-Squares are overrated!” He would say, grunting loudly as he tried to keep the shape from changing. After a second or two, he would squish his hands together, letting out grunt after grunt as he did this. It was honestly a little difficult, being used to destroying things effortlessly. This took a lot of work it felt like, but once he was done, he would begin to pant quietly, slowly parting his hands to reveal… a ball of yarn.
Bozo’s ears perked up once he saw it, his pupils dilating as he stared at it. He remained silent as he just sat there, looking at his creation.
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Post by Chime on Dec 16, 2018 19:26:33 GMT -6
Chime tossed his stone cube from hand to hand as he watched his new student try to create an object of his own. It was obviously a struggle for Bozo, judging by all the strained noises he was making, and the sweat forming on his purple brow. Chime frowned the longer this went on. What if he failed? It was a distinct possibility, he'd have to be very talented with magic to get something like this on the first try, especially if all he'd ever done was destroy things. This was the exact opposite. The image of a frustrated Bozo throwing a tantrum after his failure came into Chime's mind. Purple flames danced all around the Lookout, with Bozo crying and stomping his feet in the center of it all. Chime considered, just for a second, that he should avoid that possibility and just reach out to tweak Bozo's attempt with his own magic, to ensure his success. But he quickly dismissed that idea. If he helped the hakaijin now, he wouldn't learn, and for some reason, Chime really did want to teach him, not just to save his own hide. Maybe if he had a creative outlet, like magic, he wouldn't be so destructive. One could only hope.
Eventually, and to Chime's great relief, Bozo's ball of light was formed into an object. The hakaijin looked awed at what he held in his hands, and while he wasn't as wide-eyed as his purple companion, Chime was also impressed. He got up and walked over to inspect it more closely and, sure enough, it was a ball of yarn.
"Wow!" He exclaimed, genuinely impressed, "That's really good for your first try! But let's just check..." and he reached out to poke the yarn-ball with his finger, to make sure it wasn't actually squishy like goo, or hard like wood, or anything un-yarnlike. That was a problem he had often when he was first learning the spell, things coming out looking right visually, but being made of the wrong substance. If Bozo was still transfixed on his creation, he wouldn't be able to help himself from being a little silly, and tried to flick the ball out of his hand to roll across the Lookout floor.
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BOZO - WTF OFFICER 
