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Post by Ghoti (VACCINE) on Mar 18, 2019 18:55:47 GMT -6
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Ghoti has his scouter pin on his suit.
'How many months has it been since the howl of excited children flooded these streets? When was the last time succulent dishes tapdanced along these parched tastebuds? How long?! I cannot recall...'
CURE-Land, one of the final projects of the company, CURE, to try and mass market the populace to CURE's business. Once, full of life and screams of joy, this oasis in the desert had emptied quickly. Despite the turn out, profits of its first year were so low that many of those backing the project collected what they could before basically evacuating the failing project... All but one person, the dreamer and former Executive of CURE's sales division, Mister Ghoti.
The dapper, goofy, and intelligent fish headed businessman had bit off more than he could swallow this time. Although CURE itself survived the fallout, Ghoti'd been demoted and forcibly made to continue running this establishment, in that he wanted to make his idea work and was literally forking the money over to make it happen. However, without enough personal revenue being made, he was basically calling for repairs and management to a practically dead in the water establishment. If he let it die, then he'd be able to restart, but he knew this was a good idea.
Ghoti had taken his time to passing through the rides, having chosen to live there in order to keep this place afloat. There were enormous slides, waterparks, slingshots, roller coasters, mini games physical and digital, food places now closed, and even vending machines that had suspicious holes in them, like a animal or bug pried open a hole in many of these machines to get at the sugary, carbonated drinks insde!
The Fish man had wondered where everyone was in the midst of all the news his scouter pin kept informing him about. Blackened Skies, Arcose being opened up to the outside universe and attacked by the Saiyan Kingdom, Muscle headed tournaments not far from his CURE-Land! Ghoti had begun to feel something he'd not felt in a while: Resentment and Anguish. Envy and furiously relentless helplessness!
'When I get my hands on those monsters that my CURE-Land floating helplessly in the water I am going to... Strip their flesh off of their bones, as I take all of they own, and eat in their still living eyes..! Then, I am going to bring it back to good health! Good health, yes..!'
In this period practically alone, something had triggered in Ghoti. A hu,ger he'd not felt before, but had always been questioned about by the CEO, Tanga. The very same kind of hunger that drove her Virus and Chromo! He, however, had been fighting it back. He was not the monster they were. No, he was the Vaccine to them! The one that converted, them. This ravenous madness had begun to plague him in the recent few months.
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Post by Mollusc on Mar 18, 2019 20:16:46 GMT -6
Mollusc traveled through the Diablo Desert. It was a good place to train but right now he was just wandering. He was thinking of where he'd plant the seed of the plant man who died on Arosce. Though a desert was not the best to plant a seed he thought it might be magically. Maybe he could bloom it a great forest. As he walked around however he noticed some sort of amusement park. Mollusc decided to go check it out. It seemed to be the only thing other than vast deserts plus maybe there were people there. He heard amusement parks usually had a ton of people. Maybe someone would be able to tell him where to bury the seed.
When he arrived, however, he was disappointed. IT seemed no one was around here. Guess it made sense being in the middle of a desert. Who would come to a park in the desert? It was too hot and barren. He wondered who made it in the first place? He'd walk around as he heard a voice someone yelling out. He'd decided to go see what was causing the noise. What he was a man with a fish head. Which suprised him. He had never seen a human like that. He heard of humans who had features of a beast but fish features? "Hello, their sir. What brings you here. Do you know of this place? I just stumbled upon this place."
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Post by Yacha on Mar 19, 2019 2:17:10 GMT -6
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On her way back to her ship after out exploring and training and the like, the youth found herself flying over the way too hot desert. Hopefully she was actually going the right way. As much as she wanted to trust in her abilities to navigate, this place was still pretty new to her. It'd likely take a little while before she actually managed to get around this place without getting lost all the time. At least she was pretty prepared after last time, opting to avoid walking through the sea of sand. Flying saved time and helped her avoid getting all sweaty and whatnot.
While traveling through, something below caught her eye! Down below on the surface of the planet was an odd looking clump of different machines. She couldn't quite make out what it was from up here, though. Yacha was going to need to get a little lower before coming to any conclusions. While slowly descending to the planet's surface, the Saiyan woman figured it might be a good idea to sense if anything was below. And, it just so happened that there was indeed a few people down there. One pretty huge reading, the other fairly small. From what she could tell at least, it didn't seem like any fighting or or anything of that sort was going on, so she should've been fine to show up.
As Yacha lowered down towards the amusement park, the rest of the place was examined in better detail. Not entirely sure what was going on with this place, the Saiyan decided on asking a few questions to the people who may have been around. And so, that was going to be where she decided to head on over first. Questions were starting to fill her head, which wasn't a good thing. Had they been left alone for too long, the young woman was bound to get a headache.
Starting to sweat just a tad, the two nearby powers were approached, squinting a bit as she neared them. One seemed to be a green humanoid- perhaps a Namekian- while the other one seemed to be.. Wait. Even more squinting was done. Did this guy really have a fish for a head? And why the heck was he wearing a suit in the middle of a desert? Deciding it best not to be rude right away, the youth figured it might've been best not to stare too much. Even more questions filled her head, though the Namekian seemed to at least have a few similar questions, so there was no need to focus on those any longer. She clears her throat some.
"Uh.. hello!" Yacha made herself known, offering a quick wave towards the two. To avoid staring at the fish man for long, her eyes would occasionally dart off to the side, taking the chance to observe some of the rides. It'd distract her from making any rude comments, and that was all that mattered right now. "I've got a question, too, fish man. Who's bright idea was it to build somethin' like this in the middle of the frickin' desert?" Sadly, calling the stranger 'fish man' was going to have to be something that stuck for now. "And, uh.. another question, actually. Y'all wouldn't happen to have any water on ya', would ya'? This place always makes me thirsty." |
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Post by Ghoti (VACCINE) on Mar 20, 2019 15:07:56 GMT -6
Mollusc, heads up: 'If you see words in these apostraphes and italics kinda like this,' it's meant to be internal thoughts.
Ghoti had been standing under a neon portrait of himself opening a scroll in traditional robes in orange with sunflowers, with an inkbrush in hand writing down the name of this tent's attraction, 'CURE's Visage of Curiosity'! It was an a place filled with mirrors and machines that altered the light entering the mirror that captured the image of the one looking in and altering the image to a genetically modified look based upon a animal, fish, or some other biological creature the person chose. The machines strapped to these mirrors had all been connected to a enormous database that, if someone were to embark in the genetic therapy. they would be able to do that... However, no one was told this, either. Not even the thieving investors! Only those within Tanga's close circle would know.
As the fish man observed the majestic tent, his senses and even his white scouter pin picked up 2 large presences, one massively larger than the other. The scouter told him the larger of the two was at 93 thousand, while the smaller was at 24 thousand. If Ghoti were a fighter, he'd be avoiding them. His animalistic instincts even treated this response as the most optimal... But he was God Damn Ghoti! Gentle-fish extraordinaire! He'd never cowered before large presences before and he'd certainly not do so now.
The first to approach was the larger of the two. Ghoti looked back, to see a Namekian! Almost often,,Ghoti foune them to be the wandering type, lr the hermit kind. However, he did have a couple of Namekian cohorts that almost deviously good at their jobs in marketing! Ghoti turned fully, exposing his suit not being so well kept, and bowed with both hands clapped together.
"Hello sir," Ghoti replied enthusiastically, "Welcome to CURE-Land! I am the proprietor and owner of this, former Executive of CURE's marketing division. Normally, there's an admission fee to enter this place but-"
Ghoti stopped, as the smaller of the two powers approached. This one was a female saiyan, dressed like she was ready for some combat training. She called Ghoti Fish-Man, and asked whose idea was it to build out here. The question of thirst was also brought up!
"Madam, there's plenty of water to drink," Ghoti replied, doing the same bow to her as he did to the Namekian, "Drinks are at the vending machines... Just be sure to check for holes on the sides. Also, there are plenty of water fountains around! Lastly, while I mind not the nickname about my fishy genes, my name is Ghoti. Spelt G-H-O-T-I but pronounced Fu-shi."
He straightend upward and patted his messing suit down. Ghoti held his hands out, saying afterwards, "It wouldn't be an amusement park and a look at who we are as CURE without takint into account that majkr health hazard!"
In his head, the fish man was thinking, 'There is opportunity. Yes, opportunity! Must keep my cool...'
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Post by Mollusc on Mar 20, 2019 16:13:46 GMT -6
The man seemed nice enough. He welcomed him to a place called Cure-land. Though this looked like a desert and some city? Sand-City seemed to fit better? Maybe there was some joke or something like that he didn't get. He explained normally he has to pay but it seemed as he suspected this place was not really functioning anymore. If it was then he assumed there would be staff and other people. Yet it was just Ghoti. That was a shame he imagined a lot of kids had fun here. Any of the kids that lived in the desert anyway. "I don't know why anyone would build an amusement park in the middle of a desert no offense." Mollusc shrugged. Maybe the man just wanted to bring fun to a land of boredom and heat. Regardless the important thing was he tried he supposed.
Mollusc turned his head seeing a Saiyan woman. Guess he was not the only one curious about someplace in the middle of a desert for what seemed to be no reason. She even had the same idea. Why would the man build an amusement park in the desert? Mollusc rubbed his head trying to wrap his brain around it. The part about water she asked was answered quickly enough. He'd not to Ghoti. He'd have to keep that in mind since he'd need to drink some later. Didn't want to turn himself into a husked shell. When the man next spoke, however, he didn't sound right. He got confused about what he was trying to say. So he just tilted his head and waited to see if Yacha was confused too.
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Post by Yacha on Mar 20, 2019 16:39:01 GMT -6
Truthfully, the Saiyan youth didn't really have any other outfits than her current one. While walking around in armor definitely made her stand out quite a bit, it wasn't like she wasn't going to stand out even if she had been wearing clothes similar to some of these other earthlings. Her tail wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. At least, she hoped not. Besides, those human clothes looked kind of uncomfortable.
It seemed as though there had been drinks around, much to the relief of Yacha. But, was she supposed to pay for them? "Uh.. I ain't gettin' nothin' from any of these vendin' machines if they cost any sorta' money. I ain't cheap, but if there's free water then that'll do for me. 'Sides, I ain't a fan of nothin' too sugary, anyhow." The Saiyan woman says, nodding her head a few times. Her eyes wandered around for a moment, trying to locate one of the water fountains that were supposedly supposed to be around the area. After a short bit was spent searching and a fountain had been located, Yacha went ahead and prepared herself to go over there soon enough. She wasn't about to run off in the middle of a conversation. Onyx gaze returned to the fish dude, arms folding over her chest.
"Right. Ghoti.. I'll try to remember that. Kinda' a weird name, so it shouldn't be too hard to remember it." Her eyes shifted over towards the Namekian, not too sure who they were, either. "And what might your name be, green dude?" Yacha asks, blinking twice. Before she forgot to introduce herself and the others got a chance to start speaking, she clears her throat and spoke once again. "- Oh, and, uh.. I'm Yacha."
"Right, well.. I still think that y'all should've built this place somewhere a little less.. hot, but then again, things here are probably a little different than how they are on Vegeta. Figure how our people do things is a little different than you earthlings." A slight shrug is offered after her words. She was a little confused about what he had been saying- But then again, she was almost always confused about something, so that wasn't exactly out of the ordinary. Though, there was one last question that was related to what the group had been talking about here. "Hope ya' don't mind me askin', but.. what exactly is this CURE thing? Assumin' it's a group, are y'all, like.. a group of doctors tryin' to make antidotes for diseases and stuff?"
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Post by Chromo on Mar 24, 2019 9:34:43 GMT -6
CURE-LAND, NOT SO DESERTED
CHROMO'S PL: 90,000
Chromo never wanted to come back to this cursed place, never in a thousand years. But here he was now as his red eyes scanned the sparse fairgrounds below. Really, he'd stumbled across the place by pure accident as he was taking a shortcut to South City. He could just fly along and continue to ignore the pained feeling that still lingered because of his "abandonment," but...
A low snarl continued to escape his mouth, his eyes remaining a bright red hue. Why was he running when he could so easily destroy his problems? Tarch surely wouldn't condone, but Tarch was gone off to... somewhere. He didn't know where, or when he'd come back. Maybe never. Probably never. The restless beetle closed his eyes, drawing in one last slow breath as his tiny form darted from the skies and into one of the broken vending machines. A little anger management never hurt anyone, right?
His clones had slipped into hiding as quickly as their commander did. Chromo glanced about idly, chittering to himself. Maybe he could take down the slide- flood the place after he stole the remainder of the food here. Or a collission course with two rollercoasters could be equally fun- fireworks were always very cool. In the midst of his thoughts, though, a voice pried Chromo's attention away. It took him a few moments to recognize Ghoti's tone, but his gaze sank when he heard it. Soon enough, his features twisted in rage once more. He had a better idea now.
The beetle skittered out of the vending machine, darting through the air. His antennae perked as he picked up another unfamiliar voice, asking what CURE was. "A bunch of careless traitors, that's what they are." Hateful venom laced Chromo's tone. The beetle landed atop Ghoti's portrait, causing it to briefly buckle under his rough landing. His eyes were glowing red with rage, but the beetle was much quieter than usual- eerily so. "Even if you all made me super cool, I was stupidly loyal when you all used me and played with me like a toy. But 'ya do know that already, Uncle Ghoti, right?" He grinned uncomfortably wide, spitting out "Uncle Ghoti's" name like it was vile poison.
"Whatever. I'm done running. I really should have destroyed this problem ages ago, eh?" Chromo wasn't driven by hunger- not right now, at least. Once his problems were out of sight, they'd be out of mind. He wanted nothing but to see those who used him pay- and pay dearly. The beetle only now properly registered the other two- a Namekian and a Saiyan of sorts. He didn't know them, and didn't care much for introductions at the moment. Still, he warned them with palpable irritation "And stay out of my way if you know what's good for you! If you DARE side with these nasty posers, I'll slap you too."
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Post by Ghoti (VACCINE) on Mar 24, 2019 12:07:58 GMT -6
The saiyan Miss went to grab some water from the fountain while the Namekian questioned the choice of being in a desert of all places! Ghoti swiftly quipped, "Oasis in the sands! The choice to build here's going big or drop. Right now, we are focused on getting this thing soaring, but the workers are taking their winter break, except the mechanics. They are making sure the machines are good come the coming summer."
The saiyan came back, refreshed. She mentioned being from Vegeta after giving a sound opinion about not building in the desert. Ghoti gave another quick answer.
"That is because rust can accumulate from very humid environments, making it poignant that building in a more arid landscape will ensure the machines won't snap at joints and cause horrible accidents... And I am talking about the kind of rust that sneaks through the gaps of the pipes, rods, and stuff."
As he spoke, he could feel the familiar energy of Virus's kin, Chromo, flying around. Had he returned to help Ghoti out in so long?! Although he'd eat the merchandise and break some of the machines, Chromo was a good kid. Ghotil was then questioned about who CURE was, and as he did, Chromo arrived. Ghoti was looking in Chromo's direction and was waving to the bug boy as he approached, excited to see them.
However, Chromo's response abruptly halted Ghoti's enthusiasm to see the lad. 'Traitors'? Ghoti looked at the lad with a lean forward to show his confusion. What was he talking about? Ghoti had been out of commission, due to keeping this place afloat with his own cash. He imagined, though, that the others were able to carry on with their end goal!
"Chromo, what happened," Ghoti asked, before snapping his fingers after realizing thus was one of his pranks! Chromo was one of those kids, of course, so Ghoti replied, "Wait, you're yanking the rug from under me! Not getting me with one of your schemes, but you almost did! Chromo here's one of the kids we work with, and has also been one of the most active pranksters among them."
That's what he meant, right? This was a prank of his! He didn't mean what he said... Although, he did feel like he never talked with anyone ever since he made this and did become sorta isolated out here.
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Post by Mollusc on Mar 24, 2019 13:35:40 GMT -6
Mollusc looked over at Yacha. He wondered if the Saiyan was apart of the Kingdom. She had the armor but he had seen a lot of people wear that armor that was not apart of the Kingdom. She asked about the water if it was free or not. He had to wonder that too. He usually didn’t have much money and didn’t know much about. Yacha also asked his name. Guess Mollusc had not said his name. Mollusc tipped his head to Yacha. “I am Mollusc. I’m am a former member of the Saiyan Kingdom and former champion of Porunga.” He decided to see if Yacha would know what who he was. If she was then hopefully this was peaceful. He’d rather not fight in the time being. Yacha also asked a question he was curious about. What was Cure? I mean he knew what a cure was but he never heard of the organization. Maybe they were just the ones who found said cures to diseases. Before they could get an answer Chromo arrived.
Mollusc remembered him from the toury that he had left. He seemed to be really mad at Ghoti for some reason. Guess he wanted to destroy this place? Ghoti seemed to know him and called him a prankster. Guess he didn’t think he was a threat yet it didn’t seem that way. Chromo seems pretty mad about something. Maybe he didn’t like the amusement parks rides or got kicked out. That what he assumed anyway. Chromo, however, then decided to target Yacha and him. Mollusc narrowed his eyes. He’d stepped forward and crossed his arms in front of the Chromo. “I don’t like being threatened. I’m still in a bad mood from my trip out into space. So don’t test it.” Mollusc hoped that be enough to get the bug to leave them alone.
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Post by Yacha on Mar 24, 2019 15:34:43 GMT -6
Focused entirely on speaking with the fish-man for the time being, the youth didn't even seem to notice the creature that seemed to be approaching there little spot in the desert! As was usual with Yacha, when she got focused on one thing, everything else was pushed to the back of her mind. Right now, she was just pretty curious as to what cure was and what kind of crazy person would build something like this way out here. As she listened to what Ghoti had to say, a slight nod was given. While she still felt it was a little weird to put up an amusement park out here, surely it was a little safer. Though, there probably wasn't anyone insane enough to actually come out here unless they got this entire place hooked up with some air conditioning, so that shouldn't have mattered too much.
"I see.. that makes sense!.. I guess." A slight shrug accompanied her words. "Ain't too familiar with how rust works, to be entirely honest, so I'll just assume what your sayin' is right." She was a fighter, not some sort of scientist, after all. If a bunch of nerds wanted to sit around and try to figure out why a bunch of brown stuff was ruining their machines, then that was their business. Her fists tended to solve most of her problems.
Attention shifted over towards the Namekian, squinting for just a moment. A former member of the Saiyan Kingdom? A thoughtful hum leaves the young woman, examining them for a moment or two, letting her mind wander freely before she spoke up. "Well.. if ya' were in the Saiyan Kingdom, then I guess I ain't gotta' worry about ya' too much. I'd ask why ya' left, but we can talk about that some other time, I suppose." Yacha said, nodding her head just a bit. If he wasn't an enemy, then she could at least relax for a bit. "Ain't too sure what a Porunga is, though.. or maybe somebody did tell me about it once and I just ain't remember anythin' about it."
Even if she did want to ask a bunch of questions, it didn't seem like there was going to be a whole lot of time for that. A giant bug flew onto the scene! Yacha just stared at it with wide eyes for some time, entirely blown away as it spoke. It seemed as though it knew about this CURE group and even knew Ghoti, but that wasn't really what caught her attention. "Whoa! An overgrown beetle! Somebody get the bug spray! Quick!" Yacha shouted, pointing a finger at it. It might've been a good idea to start trying not to get distracted so these things couldn't sneak up on her. "If it can talk, there's no telling what else it's capable of!" It seemed as though the other two were already familiar with the creature. Would one of them be prepared to spray Chromo down?
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Post by Chromo on Mar 24, 2019 16:26:18 GMT -6
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Chromo turned to sneer at the Namekian. "And I'm in a bad mood from being abandoned by a bunch of idiots who claimed to be my family. So don't test it." He growled back, mimicking some of the Namekian's choice of words. The matters he had to address were much more personal than the Hetap machines still being empty. The saiyan seemed surprised to see the "oversized beetle," but he paid no mind to her as Ghoti began to respond.
For a moment, he thought he heard concern in the bliss fishman's voice. Did he not know? Was he abandoned too, so to speak? His brief lapse of empathy and pity didn't last long before raw anger filled his gaze once more. Ghoti brushed off his remarks, taking his outburst as nothing more than a prank- nothing more, nothing less. Chromo's eye twitched, but he remained silent- if only for a few moments.
"SHUT UP!" Chromo finally had enough. The beetle lurched forwards just as Ghoti addressed him as an "active prankster." He rushed forwards with his rows of fangs bared, aiming to tackle and knock the wind out of the other bio-android- but he wasn't going to put him out of his misery just yet. If his ambush was successful, Ghoti would find himself pinned against the ground with the bug pinning his torso down. Chromo seethed with anger, his ragged breaths coupled with red filling his gaze- figuratively and literally. "Do you think that little of me, too?! If I didn't know better, I'd say Tanga's playing you like a fiddle also!" He snapped, bringing his jaws uncomfortably close to Ghoti's face for a moment, provided he had him in his grip. Chromo didn't see any reason to address Tanga as "mom" anymore, either.
"She didn't care- she NEVER did! My dad, my sis, my brothers, all of them are DEAD, YOU MORON!!" Chromo screamed in a rabid frenzy. Tears from a mixture of frustration and sorrow welled in the bug's eyes. "She could have saved them, apparently. But she neglected them, like she neglected me. I never heard a word from her for months before..." His tone softened. Chromo trailed off and slumped. His grip lightened.
"I was only a tool. Nothing more." The beetle closed his eyes and drew in a slow breath. "So, I left. Did she never bother to tell you? When's the last time you even heard from her?! I bet it's only a matter of time before it winds up killing you, too!!"
"...Ugh." He only now seemed to take note of the tears on his face. Chromo frantically rubbed them away, shaking his head and glaring back at Ghoti. He briefly looked to the side at Mollusc and Yacha. They probably had no idea what he was saying, but that didn't matter- if they wanted to try him then he'd kick their butts to the moon and back. He lowered his stance, releasing his grip on Ghoti if he hadn't freed himself on his own by then. "Whatever. I'd leave too if I were you. But you're even more stupidly loyal than I was back then sooo...." He snarled in hatred- if looks could kill, Ghoti would have splattered into a million pieces by now. Chromo took a single pace forwards, letting his ki flare- if only for a moment before it calmed again. "Now, I triple-dog-dare you to give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't make you all pay."
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Post by Ghoti (VACCINE) on Mar 25, 2019 12:00:36 GMT -6
Chromo's anger didn't seem fake, as he called out Mollusc's counter-threat with an additional bit of his own. The saiyan girl, meanwhile, didn't seem to understand that this was a kid and was asking for bug spray.
"Hold on. Let's not be has-"
Chromo lunged at him, as he screamed for Ghoti's silence! Chromo and Ghoti flew backwards, landing under a closed ball toss stand. Chromo rasped about how he was unsure about whether Ghoti was or wasn't being used by Tanga, her name used instead of, 'Mom.' His teeth were bared to Ghoti's neck as he managed to get a pin on the fishy bio-altered human.
He then mentioned about how Virus, his sister, and the brother projects Tanga had were dead. Though their lives could've been saved, Tanga didn't rescue them. Not even a word was mentioned in months to them! Ghoti, too, felt this. No one had talked at all, and if they had been dead...
Ghoti's attention was on the bug this whole time, who'd been tearing at their own story and tried to shrug it off. Ghoti hadn't bothered resisting, knowing he couldn't if he tried to be freed from Chromo's grip... Not that he needed to. Chromo released on his own accord and suggested Ghoti shouldn't stay with CURE, calling dumbly loyal if he chose to stay.
"Please, not here," Ghoti spoke up, scrambling to his feet and fixing his dirty suit enough, "I'd rather not have something I dedicated my time to ruined... Although, if what you say is true, Chromo, a little rebranding of this place and redecoration wouldn't be so bad. Please... Please don't destory this amusement park."
Ghoti had loyalty, but in businessman fashion, if the ship was sinking with no chance for it to stay afloat and there was a way out, he'd take it! If Chromo's claims were true, this meant bad business for Ghoti, although he had already participated in some bad business already.
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Post by Mollusc on Mar 25, 2019 16:07:25 GMT -6
Yacha didn’t seem to know who he was. Guess he was not sent by Ramen or someone else to try to take him in. Afterall he had opposed them. He doubted they were all that happy with him. With that out of the way he nodded. “Perhaps I’ll tell you another day. As for Porunga is a god of my people. I use to worship him but I do not anymore.” Mollusc bowed his head to Yacha and looked at Chromo. Yacha was yelling about if it could talk it must be dangerous seeing as Chromo was a bug. Guess that made Chromo very angry. He was talking about stuff that went over his head. A Tanga was the only connection. Guess that was his mother? “I assume she is a big bug too?” He’d asked not really understanding Bioengineering. Everything had to come from a parent of some sort. Maybe this person was able to lay eggs like the Namekian people.
Mollusc noticed the tears before he wiped them away. Guess something bad had happened to him. Mollusc after what happened on Arosce sort of felt bad. Maybe instead of fighting him, they could talk it out. Then he remembers how talking had gone last time. He left with a corpse. His face turned sour. If people wanted to fight it was better to put them down and not let them harm anyone again no matter the reason. Ghoti seemed he was gonna fix the place up still with some rebranding? Maybe call it a waterpark instead of a sandpark. That would grab more people. When Chromo asked for a good reason not to hurt them Mollusc frowned. “Cause it would not be a good idea for you.” He was more then willing to kick the bug around if he decided to make a fight out of it instead of a talk.
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Post by Yacha on Mar 25, 2019 16:50:01 GMT -6
Yacha was entirely confused about what exactly was going on at the moment. It didn't seem like the others were all that surprised over seeing a giant beetle swoop in and start talking. Were these sort of things common on Earth? How odd. A single thought seemed to take root in her mind as she eventually started to calm down over the creature's arrival. 'I wonder what they taste like..' Just that thought alone was enough to cause some drool to seep from one of the corners of her lips. She wouldn't get the chance to really let her mind wander though, as Chromo soon went back to yelling, a hand coming up to wipe away and saliva from her mouth.
"Yeah, uh.. I'll get some more info on all that stuff later. Right now ain't the best time for a history lesson." Yacha said to Mollusc, though her eyes were fixed on the bugboy for the time being. From what she could tell at least, the creature was mad at this CURE organization, which she still didn't even know a whole lot about, truthfully. Just that they were traitors, apparently. Still, she tried to put together all that was being said as best she could. This amusement park wasn't very amusing, that's for sure.
As much as she wanted to get in a good fight with some of the locals, Yacha really didn't think she stood any chance against Chromo. Even if he was far shorter, the power that radiated from the creature was enough to make the youth have second thoughts. While she'd stand her ground and fight if it came to it, maybe it'd be best not to tick off the creature. "I, uh.. hope ya' ain't includin' me in that 'makin' ya' all pay' part. I sure as heck ain't had nothin' to do with your relatives dyin'. I just got to Earth not too long ago! 'Sides, I ain't really got a whole lot of cash, so.. Yeah." Yacha says, nodding her head a few times. It seemed as though the Namekian was more than willing to fight, if the situation shifted towards that. Oh boy.
"Ain't sure why your tryin' to take your anger out on us, though. It's this Tanga person that's got ya' all riled up, right?" The young Saiyan asks, tilting her head to the side just a tad. Ghoti didn't seem to mind doing whatever, so long as his little park wasn't destroyed. Maybe that'd be enough to calm Chromo down. But still, Yacha wanted to help the creature out if she could. "Why not just go after them instead of chargin' after this poor fishman? Maybe, uh.. he'd even help ya' track 'em down so ya' can avenge the deaths of your family members." Nod.
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Post by Chromo on Apr 3, 2019 11:09:57 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 90,000
"...Bug? I'm a bio-android, you dummy." Chromo growled back at Mollusc again, his eyes still watery from his earlier outburst. When the Namekian nonchalantly quipped in again about attacking being a bad idea, the beetle gave the slugman a vile hiss in response. "I don't care about that. If it means getting the slightest bit of closure over this whole hecking mess, then I'll do it." He glared daggers at Mollusc in spite of ragged, clearly distraught breaths still escaping his jaws. "Do you really think someone'll just sit by and go "okay" after someone goes on and murders their family, pretending to love you- b-but just using you as a simple toy?! Do you?!?" He growled again, fighting back tears of sorrow and frustration once more. The Namekian was pushing Chromo further and further closer to his breaking point.
Ghoti had remained surprisingly silent during the whole endeavor. Chromo briefly sneered as he spoke up again, the blistering rage and betrayal still clear in his gaze. While his teeth remained grit, his expression sank once more. He couldn't deny the fear in the fish man's tone. He heard the worry, the same sense of dread and pleading he once had all those months ago when he left. "..." The bug remained silent for a moment, briefly panning the saiyan a look as she asked if she was included in those that he'd make pay. "...Fine." Chromo lowered his once tense posture, the ki fading from his body. Still, a few crackles escaped his abdomen. "But!" Of course, there was a catch.
"I want you to tell me you're not with Tanga anymore. Right here. Right now." The beetle demanded. "You're either with me or with her. And I'll destroy anyone who's stupid enough to stay with that idiot." He buzzed closer, narrowing his eyes testingly. If the fish was so willing to renounce his ties to the one who'd used him as well, then maybe he'd be able to spare this place. But if he still remained tied to the person who the beetle loathed so deeply...
Chromo turned back to the two behind him. "Also, you're not with those idiots, so..." He responded back to Yacha's earlier quipe about her not being included in CURE. But then, the saiyan spoke once more. Go after Tanga herself?... Chromo frowned and bit his lip, glancing astray. That meant going back to his old home. Bad memories and good memories alike purged that place. He'd never been able to force himself anywhere near West City without getting extremely anxious. But a few ideas flashed into his head as the saiyan spoke. "You know..." Chromo's grin turned mischevious- a little too wide for comfort still. Something was going on in his head... "That's not a bad idea."
Chromo shook his head again. It was hard for him to remain calm still- he was dangerously close to snapping again if someone tested him. The beetle had managed to quell his desire to destory the fairgrounds, one of the remaining remnants of his past, but there was no telling what he had planned as an alternative now... For now, he'd just look back to Ghoti, still awaiting his fellow Bio-Android's response.
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CHROMO - THE BEST BUG
