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Post by Horns on Jan 28, 2019 20:55:57 GMT -6
STARFALLHORNS' PL: 32,000
ITEMS: HETAP COCOA | CANDY SENZU
Everything was quiet, far too quiet... Maybe that was why everything felt so wrong? To be honest, the young demon had no idea what to do anymore. A quiet sigh escaped Horns' fanged jaws, her hooven hands clenching with growing annoyance.
Satan City. Badman was the name engraved in her memories in spite of the liberation of the capitol. Chamil's creation felt... conflicted. She hadn't done much of anything over the past weeks, the past months even. Horns felt lost. She knew she had a purpose, that her mother created her to go down a certain path. And she had to live up to her mother's expectations, she had to carry on the dark demon's torch even if she had fallen long ago. But... how? Was she even doing all this right?
Horns scampered from alley to alley. Her "evils" were more petty than anything else. She'd tried to meet up and reconcile with Mumbo and the new Stargoons, but even that seemed to be a dead end. Horns barely felt comfortable enough to approach the group, feeling somewhat ostracized. She wasn't her mom, after all. She wasn't even a proper Stargoon- the little star around her scarf was just a small memoir of what her mother was, and what she herself could have been.
So, for the past months after finally landing on Earth, Horns was more or less on her lonesome. Rumors about a strange, almost familiar goat-like figure had began to spread around the suburbs, calling back to another caprine who had taken over the city so long ago. Many were worried for good reason. Was the Yellow Stargoon alive in spite of everything, and back with a vendetta and burning vengeance? Not really.
Horns just folded her arms in a pout, taking off back to the sidestreets as screams rang out behind her. She'd just used her magic to replace the pepperoni in a pizza shop with snakes. Usually the screams and panic were amusing enough to cheer her up, but this time it didn't change her sour mood. She growled in anger, darting across the street on all fours. Some screamed as they felt something large and fuzzy brush by their legs, a few taking out their phones to try and take a picture of whatever darted by.
Their only response would be another bolt of magic that caused a collumn of sewage to spurt out of one of the grates like geyser, causing another panic. Horns scurried up a building with her tail lashing behind her, eventually perching atop an apartment a few blocks away from the scene she caused. The demon glanced back, mouth curled into a snarl.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUAUUUGHkK!!" She finally screamed in frustration, digging her nails into her horned head. The little demon seethed with rage, red sparks flying from her eyes and contorted jaws that mirrored her mother's infamous expression. What was she doing wrong?
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Post by Majin Bloom on Jan 28, 2019 21:20:00 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 32,000 | 96,000
Ki Suppression: Active
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It had been a long time since Bloom had been back to Satan City. She didn’t really feel guilty about what she had done while under the influence of whatever darkness had been possessing the city. But… Mom and the revived Dad had moved away to somewhere quieter and less prone to attack. She had heard the place even had a candy factory in town, so she bet her siblings were loving that. Floating lazily overhead, she watched the clouds go by overhead. That was when she heard some screaming. Frowning, Bloom glanced down to see some of the newly repaired sewers spurting out sewage like a geyser. Huh. She watched a tiny form dart and dash away, eventually coming to a stop on top of a building. More curious than anything, Bloom drifted over above her head, keeping her power level at a minimum. When the kid screamed in frustration, Bloom winced at the volume. Ouch. Popping down beside the goat thing suddenly, Bloom squatted beside it and gave a short wave. “Yo...What’s eating you…? Those pranks looked fun…Not happy with ‘em…?”Bloom scratched her cheek, wondering if the goat thing would just blast her with something too. Hopefully not sewage. She didn’t really feel like going through the hassle of having to take a bath after this. The kid was kind of cute actually.
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Post by Horns on Jan 28, 2019 22:06:48 GMT -6
HORNS' PL: 32,000
Horns sunk her nails deeper into her furred scalp, continuing to hiss in her demonic fit. Her eyes were shut tight, but Horns' gaze snapped back open as she could hear someone land on the ground beside her. The goat whipped around and took several quick paces backwards, raising a hand that crackled with dark ki and magics. There was an odd, faint energy coming from it- a tiny speck of the magic that was used to control the city and so many of it's people. But that dark influence in Horns' aura was far too small to have any effects...
The demon remained silent, eyes still wide with a mixture of fear and rage. Slowly, she'd lower the attack gathering in her palm, eyeing the white majin up and down. "I'm fine! It's none of your business anyways." She snapped, folding her arms and turning away in a pout. Head held high and her tail raised with the fur still standing on end, Horns couldn't brush off the continuous beads of sweat dripping down her forehead in spite of trying to put on a "tough guy" act. "..............Alright! FINE, FINE!" She caved, giving into her frustration once more. The goat paced around, her form tense and fists balled.
"It's just-- I- I... I don't know! It's all like... but... sort of-- ehhh..." She growled and clawed at her head once more as her face contorted into a demonic visage once more for a moment. Eventually, the demon just sighed in dismay and slumped against a vent on top of the apartment, running her claws down her cheeks. "I'm supposed to do something. I was MADE explicitly to do something. But I don't know what! Or how! What even AM I supposed to be?!?" She hissed, twitching in rage before quieting again in a slumped defeat. "What am I even supposed to do with myself if I can't..." Horns' body tensed again. "So alright! There! You have it! Now would you kindly screw off?" She lashed out again, balling her fists as a few wisps of dark ki flared from her form, if only for a moment. Horns was lost, confused, angry, scared, sad, and was stuck in a whole plethora of other emotions she didn't want anything to do with. Still, her angered gaze remained locked onto the Majin. At least she had something to take this all out on now.
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Post by Majin Bloom on Jan 28, 2019 22:36:43 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 32,000 | 96,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
Just as Bloom thought would happen, the kid scittered away, ready to blast her in the face with...something. Bloom frowned, feeling something...really familiar about that energy. She just couldn’t place it. It made that part of her deep down start to stir. While Bloom was trying to figure that out, the kid decided not to blast. Good, she really didn’t want to go through the hassle of taking a bath or whatever it would do. Bloom just stared at the goat kid as it… (she?) paced around clearly upset. So, she hadn’t been having a good time then? Maybe she was just getting picked on. Listening and nodding as the little kid vented, Bloom watched her exaggerated gesticulating. Sometimes you just needed to vent. Or to escape. Or have fun. Or sleep. Or eat. Mmm. That was making her hungry. “I mean...Sure, if you want me to… But uh… Does it matter…? I dunno about all this made to do something stuff, but if you don’t even know what… Stop worrying about it and have some fun…? I mean I’m game for a fight if that’s what you want...but uh… Last time I was here, I kinda busted some stuff up… And that was fun… Er..!”Bloom’s eyes widened a little at hearing herself admit it out loud. She knew it was a bad thing to...like, but it wasn’t like she could help it. Even now, she was craving a little wanton destruction. Damn, that itch was getting harder and hard to scratch these days. Blowing up ghost towns just wasn’t cutting it the way it used to. Shaking her head, she just held out a hand to the kid. “Well…? Do you wanna cause some trouble with me…? Maybe have some fun while we're at it...”
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Post by Majin Myu on Jan 29, 2019 16:34:18 GMT -6
Myu's PL: 40,000/120,000 [Reversed Chaos Active]
It’s been an hour or so since Myu finally arrived over at Satan City, managing to accidentally get a ride from a bus that went from West City over to… well, Satan City. Myu has been exploring for a good while now ever since she met Nashi, who was now her teacher or something. She also lived at his place, the… floating tower, thing. She didn’t really have anywhere else to go, so she decided to stay over at the Lookout, or at least the building below the Lookout, just so she wouldn’t be forced to live in a forest or something. She was having a pretty great time so far ever since she met Nashi, and with him around, she knew for a fact that he could help her out in finding her father… or at least she thought so. Anyways, how did Myu accidentally get a ride from a bus? Well, let’s just say that Myu didn’t know how to fly, so she believed it would be fun to… ride around on top of something. Now she didn’t really intend on going somewhere, instead wanting to get on top of a bus and just ride around the city for a bit until it stopped… but that wasn’t the case. Instead of stopping into a new block, it would instead go down a road that lead further to the south. She was having way too much fun to really jump off, so she just sat there on the bus until it finally stopped.
Myu blinked a couple of times as she wandered through the streets of Satan City, a little curious on how everything worked. It was a city, having tons of people and buildings. Most people would assume that all this was normal, but for Myu it was quite mystical in a way. She’s been to a city before, but with Myu being Myu, she still found everything amazing. It was as if she was a child at a candy store, marveled with how everything seemed to be. Heck, she was so marveled that she forgot that she was in the middle of the road! As she stared off into space, she would immediately jump whenever she heard a loud noise from behind her! Behind the majin was a car, and the person driving it wasn’t really all that happy with a cat sitting in the middle of the road. She blinked a few times and turned towards the vehicle, extending a hand out and waving to the angry driver before bouncing away, deciding to take her exploring into the streets and alleyways.
A ‘boyoing’ noise could be heard whenever the majin was around, for she had to really bounce in order to gain some good distance. Her legs were too tiny to really run around, so she decided to just bounce around, sorta like a kangaroo. As she bounced and bounced however, she would begin to hear some weird noises. It sounded like people were getting very surprised over something, and it seemed as if it was happening in the middle of the streets! Myu, being the curious majin she was, decided to bounce herself towards the screams and shouts, sort of following along behind Horns as she followed whoever was causing the racket. “Hi, hi! Myu says hi!” She would say to the fuzzy figure, ignoring all the people who were getting spooked and whatnot. She followed the demon around, but before she could get any closer to her, Myu would get blasted away by some sewage water! The force alone was enough for the Majin to be sent flying into the air!
Whenever she finally landed, Myu would rub the back of her head, giggling. “That was fun! Myu wanna do it again!” She would go and say to herself with childish glee, but would stop once she heard what appeared to be some sort of screaming. Myu blinked a few times and tilted her head off to the side, holding a finger up to her chin. Who might be that be doing all that noise? Were they having fun or something? Or were they scared? Myu wasn’t really sure, but she decided it would be best to follow the shouting anyway. Heck, it might be that fuzzy thing that she was chasing around just a minute ago!
Luckily the source of the noise wasn’t too far, for it was merely on top of a building not far from where she was! Myu would scratch her head whenever she saw how tall the buildings were… “Myu is gonna have to jump very high to get there! Hmm…” She would look down at her feet then up towards the building, a smile spreading across her face. She can definitely get up there! Just it’s gonna require a lot of effort…
“Myu!” A voice could be heard from besides the building, “Will!” The voice would get louder and closer each word she spoke, “Get up… there!” A glimpse of Myu’s ears could be seen from the edge of the building, and after one last jump, she would finally managed to hop onto the very edge of the building where both Horns and Bloom were on! The majin would then sit down at the ledge, looking towards the two whilst coated in sewage water. She didn’t really smell all that pleasant, though it seemed like Myu didn’t really notice. “Hi! Myu was looking for you, fuzzy!” She would say aloud, giggling quietly as she hopped towards Horns, not exactly minding Bloom. Myu would go and grab Horn’s hand, giving it a shake and smiling. “Myu saw you surprising people! Myu wanted to say hi! Myu, Myu!” Whether or not the handshake happened, she would go ahead and bounce around excitedly, soon enough stopping in front of Bloom. “Hi, hi! Myu never seen you before! Hi!”
Welp, Myu was pretty excited it seemed like.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2019 6:46:41 GMT -6
‘Satan City’.
That was the name on all the signs. It was almost as if nothing had ever happened. The skies were never darkened by black magic. The people never found themselves consumed by madness. The great battle that levelled buildings and destroyed so many lives was almost totally erased. How was that even possible?
Those were the thoughts that filled Aizu's mind as he drifted through narrow lanes between tightly-packed storefronts. He made his way through the marketplace with a specific purpose - to meet his most reliable black market contact and avail himself of the latest offworld technology. His payment for the “miners’ rebellion” contract had arrived and the Arcosian immediately put it to use. Of course the new location his contact had chosen for her base presented problems. Regardless of its restoration, Satan City would no doubt remember the warriors that once descended upon them to wreak such havoc. With that in mind, he once again reduced himself to a diminutive suppressed state. Few would recognise him in that form without making some comparisons to footage from the battle all those months earlier. To further reduce unwelcome scrutiny he’d also shrouded himself in a pale grey cloak. His face was left in shadow beneath its voluminous hood which he'd draped over the thorny head crests that made him most recognisable. The cloak was clasped at the front to conceal his entire body, and swept lightly across the ground.
It was unlikely anyone had noticed, but his movements would appear slightly unusual to a careful observer. Beneath the cloak, his feet hovered a clear foot above ground, making him appear to be a very tall and thin being indeed. It seemed to benefit the illusion despite the unnatural lack of gait to his movements. He turned a corner into an even narrower and more dilapidated street, bearing left towards a grubby little pawn shop. It had wired glass windows shielding its displays of haphazardly-arranged knick-knacks and curiosities. It was quaint, to put it politely.
Entering the shop with a gentle shove against the door, Aizu was welcomed with a tinkle of the bell above his head heralding his presence and an almost overpowering waft of perfumed air. The smell was unmistakable. She had choked her customers half to death with her homemade scented candles in every front she ever set up.
Gliding further inside, he rounded a bookcase stocked with various obscure and aged volumes. The counter came into view along with its proprietor, leaning against it as she touched up her heavy black lipstick while gazing into a hand mirror. The short Imeckian woman had an eccentric look about her, with a tattered green cloth wrapped around her head to keep her bright orange dreadlocks out of her face and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses perched on her petite nose. Aizu smiled with recognition, hovering closer to the counter. Putting her lipstick down, she flipped a switch somewhere behind the counter. Shutters promptly rolled down over the storefront which now displayed a flickering neon ‘out to lunch’ sign to any passers-by.
“Good to see you again, Warmaster.” She said with a theatrical flutter of her eyelashes and a mischievous smirk.
“Likewise, Ru,” he returned the mock-flirtatious greeting. “You got something for me?” The shopkeeper nodded and turned away from the counter, beckoning Aizu to follow.
Descending the back staircase into the cellar, they passed through a door with a surprisingly high-tech security system which she disabled with a wave of her hand across its scanner. Beyond it was a large, bare concrete chamber. The walls were lined with stacked containers, no doubt filled with various illegal goods. But the thing that dominated the room was what Aizu had come for. The spherical bulk of a space pod sat in the middle of the floor, its glossy black finish casting distorted reflections of the overhead lights. Beneath its cyclopean red viewport was an emblem - a stylized Arcosian skull with antlers on either side. He'd commissioned it especially for himself.
“One custom, top-of-the-range attack ball,” Ru said as she stepped up to it, triggering the door mechanism to lower and reveal the pod’s padded interior. She began pointing out various features as she continued:
“Got your fancy red interior padding, the latest touch-screen panel interface with backup manual controls, a state-of-the-art stealth drive so nobody will see you coming, plus-” She paused, reaching inside to flip a switch. Immediately rock music began to echo within the room. “Those heavy-duty speakers you wanted.” She smiled and switched it off, gesturing for Aizu to take a closer look.
Climbing inside, he picked up a little case that was in the pilot’s seat before sitting down and opening it. Inside was a folded-up scouter, brand-spanking new.
“The scouter is scratch-built to your specs. Jailbroken operating system and always-on location scrambler. Nobody's monitoring you with that bad boy.” Ru stood with her arms folded, waiting for her customer’s reaction.
“You’ve outdone yourself Ru. Does the pod have that one other feature I asked for?” Aizu asked as he put the scouter on and activated it, scanning Ru’s power level to test it out.
“Was a little more difficult, being proprietary tech and all, but we managed to incorporate it for you my man.” She drawled. Aizu hopped back out of the pod and sealed the hatch. Ru hit a button near the door seam and stepped back. In a puff of smoke, the pod vanished, leaving a cigar-sized capsule in its place.
“Perfect,” The Arcosian almost purred with satisfaction as he picked it up and slipped it into the concealed pouch at his hip.
“The other thing you asked about is going to take a while longer yet. We found a guy who can make it but getting the materials and production time are uncertain at best.”Ru said, opening the door and waving him back upstairs.
Making his way back into the street, Aizu took a look around, making sure there was nobody to observe him as he lifted off from the ground, alighting on a nearby rooftop. Fiddling with his scouter, he began to scan the area. To his surprise, two unusually high energy signatures were picked up almost immediately, just a short distance North of his position. One was significantly higher than his own currently, while the other was almost an even match.
Without too much thought, he began to make his way across the rooftops, flitting from building to building as he drew closer. Not far from the source of the signal he found himself assaulted by an intensely foul stench. Peering down to the street below, he saw a burst sewer grate had seemingly disgorged raw sewage across the area and there were still people staggering around in shock, coated in the grotesquely smelly substance from head to toe.
Curious.
Moving on, he soon found himself in visual range of the trio. They were stood atop an apartment block a few streets ahead. One was clearly a majin, and the stronger of them was… Some sort of catlike thing. He’d not seen anything like it before. The third, though, looked suspiciously familiar. Her goatlike form, distinctive fur colour and the yellow star she adorned herself with brought memories of the battle over the city flooding back.
If he didn't know better, he might assume he was looking at the yellow Stargoon, Chamil. But this creature was smaller, softer of face. She had the look of a child. Did Chamil somehow find herself reduced to a childlike form through magical means? She certainly seemed distressed about something. He had determined to seek out the strongest fighters on Earth, and this mystery only made the trio more enticing.
With that in mind, he took to the air and swooped across the remaining distance, landing with a skid on the roof they occupied. Standing still for a moment, he allowed his cloak to stop billowing behind him before addressing them.
“Sorry to interrupt but I couldn't help but notice you three making a fuss up here. So…” He paused again for a moment, looking across the group.
“What's up?”
Aizu's PL: 36,262
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Post by Horns on Feb 13, 2019 23:18:46 GMT -6
HORNS' PL: 32,000
Horns grumbled in response to the Majin. "Are you crazy?! I-I can't just do NOT what my mama wanted me to! It's... it's like..." She tried to word it. "...I just don't feel whole? Ya'know, it's like something important is missing in me." She sighed and slumped again, running a set of clawed fingers down her muzzle. But at the mention of causing some trouble, the demon's tired gaze faded. Horns was still very wary of this Majin stranger, but... Well, it'd been ages since she found anyone remotely like this. Most people- those self-proclaimed "goodies" namely- always tried to stop her, never join her. The change of pace was... new.
"...Alright. But you better not mess up my plans, got it?" The young demon approached Bloom, eyes narrowed and lips pursed with an accusing finger pointed her way. "Soooo... I've already hit up the local Papa Shauns and Baotendo places, and a few other shops... I think there might be some 'kinda park a ways downtown. Y'know, with rollercoasters and things and whatnot. That could be a neat place to screw around in." She pondered, ears folding back behind her head in thought. "I can make the "Haunted house" there REALLY haunted. What do you got to help out, exactly?" Majins were an odd bunch with plenty of strange abilities- hopefully Bloom had some power to help their knack for trouble.
But before either could get far, a squeaky voice invaded Horns' eardrums. She grit her teeth and gripped her lopped ears in irritation, glaring daggers at the tiny feline at her feet as Myu forcefully took and shook her hand. "Is... is that a cat?" She blinked, eyeing the pink creature up and down. She turned to Bloom with a bewildered expression- as if to say "is this yours?"
Cats didn't normally talk. This could be one of those Zoanthropes, but she'd never seen one this small. "Well, whatever. Hi. Hello. Is that everything you wanted to hear?" The grumpy goat snarled back to Myu.
And then, another voice. "Oh, come on! We have places to be, can you all go--?!" Horns began, whipping her head around. Her once furious expression faded to shock, a tinge of fear spreading across her face. An Arcosian. Brief visions of her mother's final moments flashed once more. "...Oh."
In the blink of an eye, Horns had darted to Bloom and forcefully tried to latch herself onto the Majin's leg. "W-w-what do you want?!? Come to punch me in the face like that last guy, or you know, up and kill me like you idiotic lizards did to--!!" She snapped at Aizu, but cut herself off. Any and all encounters she had with these stupid guys never went well. They were the only reason she found it hard to stick around the Stargoons as well. How could she just agree to serve the same people who were responsible for Chamil's death?! "I g-got places to be, as s-said before! So! Let's go d-do that stuff now! And not be here!" She addressed the group before sending a sharp, but pleading glance Bloom's way. Times like this reminded her why she never came out of hiding that often.
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Post by Majin Bloom on Feb 18, 2019 8:36:32 GMT -6
Bloom’s PL: 32,000 | 96,009
Ki Suppression: Inactive
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Bloom couldn’t say that she really did understand the little demon’s plight. She knew about being bored and such, but she never really gave a damn if she were fulfilling the wishes that her parents had in mind for her. In fact, she pretty much spited her dad whenever she got the chance. Bloom smiled a bit when the little goat decided to let her in on the game. She held up her hands. “Wouldn’t dream of it…”When the goat mentioned the park downtown, Bloom vaguely remembered it. A lot of her siblings had gotten part time jobs there back in the day. She wouldn’t be surprised if some of them still worked there. Lil’ Goat landed on the Haunted House for a their mischief. Last Bloom remembered, it was pretty lame. They might be doing the park a service by making it scarier. Well, whatever. Bloom didn’t mind. What exactly did she bring to the scare table though? “Uh… how’s this…?”Grabbing her head with both hands, Bloom tugged it off and held it in one hand. Things like this didn’t bother her, but most humans couldn’t really do this and live. She popped it back on when a pink… cat? Was that a cat? Bounced up and said hello to them very enthusiastically. Bloom waved to the new arrival, shrugging when Lil’ Goat looked at her. Wasn’t hers. She was about to ask the same thing of her, but she supposed not. Weird little cat thing. “Hey…?”Another voice sounded from behind Bloom. This one, she had sensed coming but had really hoped would pass their already kind of busy group by. Playing it cool would probably be their best bet. Bloom didn’t like Arcosians in general since one had tried to kill her that one time. The whole playing it cool option flew right out the window when Lil’ Goat latched onto her leg and started screaming at the guy. She glanced down at the little demon in surprise. Was she scared? She was looking at Bloom with pleading eyes that Bloom could hardly resist. Must have had a bad time with those lizards too. Well, Bloom had her back then. She glanced to the cat thing. “You should say hi to him too…”With that, Bloom hastily scooped the little goat up into her arms and blasted off from the top of the roof at her top speed. She knew where the park was but she went around the long way to lose their followers should they have decided to pursue them. She glanced down at the little goat in her arms. “Don’t worry... I don’t like those lizards either… tried to kill me once… but I won’t let him do anything to you, got it… uh… I didn’t catch your name… I’m Bloom…”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2019 1:10:01 GMT -6
Without warning, the little goat scrambled for perceived safety, clutching the Majin’s leg. She snapped at Aizu, insinuating he’d come to attack her, or even kill her. The diminutive creature cut herself off short of naming somebody that had supposedly been killed by other Arcosians. The Warmaster could not help but feel confused at the outburst. Was this goat a relative of the former yellow Stargoon? Had Arcosians killed Chamil? He cursed his own absence-born ignorance. This didn't make any sense yet.
His frustration was compounded as the Majin scooped up the little goat and sped away, leaving Aizu stood with the little cat-thing. Or so he thought. When he turned to look, the pink creature was nowhere to be seen. He muttered a curse under his breath, tracking the Majin and her passenger with his Scouter as his aura began to build. He’d clearly missed a lot in his time away from Earth. The landscape of power had changed and not only did he now find himself toppled from a position of strength, but he was in the dark as to how they'd gotten to that point. He had questions that needed answering.
With a half-suppressed yell, he forced his body to transform, rapidly growing in height and muscle mass to contain the power being unleashed within. It was a far more conspicuous form, towering above all but the largest sentients, but it would give him the power boost to overtake the fleeing pair. With a grim expression, the Warmaster launched himself into the air. His aura blazed a trail like a comet across the skyline as he gained on the Majin and her diminutive demonic friend.
Before long he was above and ahead of the group, plummeting downward to block their route. He hoped his newly-increased power would give them pause. The Arcosian was not in the mood for chasing them all day. With open palms, he tried to convey his peaceful intentions as he addressed them.
“I’m not here to harm either of you. I saw the little horned one and was reminded of somebody I once fought alongside. I had some questions. That's all.” He gave his best disarming smile, though its effect might be mitigated somewhat by his hulking build and wicked-looking horns.
“My name is Aizu,” He continued, keeping his deep voice calm and relatively quiet. “I was an ally of the Stargoons once. You wear the yellow star of Chamil. You know her?”
Aizu transforms into Brute Form(x2P) to catch up with Bloom and Horns!
New PL: 72,524
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