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Post by Kalaboo on Apr 24, 2019 3:29:38 GMT -6
Alone in the middle of a lifeless marble crater stretching on for miles, Kalabas could not have picked a more desolate pit for his coffee break. He sat on a rocking chair carved from solid ivory, watching the ships above as they traced their flights into rich tapestries of crisscrosses and near crashes. A stainless steel tray made brisk circles around the Duke, the heat of its small engines warming his recaf to boiling point. Before the ceramite mug could explode Kalabas took it by the handle and downed his beverage in one sip, smacking his tongue at the strange sensation on his palate. With his increase in power came a certain invulnerability to heat, perhaps he could now ingest lava and survive? Although… why would he gamble his well-being and maybe even life doing such a thing? It would be no different from eating dirt, superheated dirt, but dirt nonetheless. A fine dinner for his ‘guests’, however. Kalabas set aside the mug, sending it away with the tray and along with them a small note - instructions on how to deal with the new batch of ‘guests’. Agitators, as one would expect, people that deeply resented Kalabas’ meteoric rise to power and high-handed manner of reigning in the whims of the elite. The restructuring’s progress was as rocky as expected, but progress it did, soon enough only those the Duke saw as worthy would meddle with the government’s affairs, perhaps even exerting an influence greater than the crown’s? Oh, Kalabas could only hope. The Duke’s cherry red arm ringed, warning him that the coffee break was over and that there were push-ups to be done. |
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Post by Om-Yogu on Apr 26, 2019 9:01:34 GMT -6
The Saiba Wastes were certainly... A place. Was it a good place? Not really. Yogu thought the Diablo Desert back on Earth was bad, but the Saiba Wastes was a whole other league of shitty desert. At least the Diablo Desert had Hale's tower, so you could get water if you were traveling on foot. But here, most of the houses were abandoned. The only one in the Saiba Wastes he was sure wasn't abandoned was the Bonemoon house, and he was preeeeeetty sure he wasn't going to have a good time if he came knocking on their door again. Unless Vocado really changed his tune about Yogu after their fight. And somehow, Yogu had a feeling that the ex-King hadn't. Mostly because Yogu hadn't changed his hatred of the Saiyan. But, there was one Saiyan he hated more the Vocado. The Saiyan that started the fight between Yogu and Vocado. Kalabas. Yogu didn't really remember what the man looked like since he was there only for a good two seconds after his mask broke, but that name stuck with him. Finding Kalabas and Vocado and beating the shit out of them was one of the reasons he went to Vegeta in the first place! Aside from the whole, Monster ruining his life on Earth thing.
But, Monster destroying his life wasn't really important right now. What was important was Kalabas. Yogu had no idea that the Saiyan he was searching for was actually right under his nose. In the most literal sense, he hadn't been paying attention and hadn't realized he was at the edge of a crater. And just below him was Kalabas. " Man... I HATE IT HERE! Why can't I just be at the capita- AHHH!" Yogu takes another step forward and falls into the crater! He slides down the sloped incline, coming to a stop not too far away from the Saiyan and his rocking chair. " Huh?" Yogu jumps to his feet, and starts walking over. The Saiyan looked like he was getting started on training, and Yogu sensed him to see just how strong he was. " Woah, you seem really strong, guy. You aren't too far off from Vocado! Can you do that Super Saiyan thing too-" What the hell was Yogu doing? Why did he just walk up to this man, who was clearly busy, and start talking at him? " Uh, sorry, I'm gonna get going. Sorry for interrupting whatever it is you're doin'." What was strange was that Yogu had a feeling he had met this Saiyan before. " Hmm... No, couldn't be... Kalabas was wayyyy weaker." Yogu mutters, before starting to walk away.
OOC: Yogu runs into Kalabas, but forgets what he looks like. |
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Post by Kalaboo on May 5, 2019 18:19:10 GMT -6
As Kalabas stretched and searched in his pocket for his capsule case, itself encapsulated in a capsule, his attention was taken by a very far, very green, very loud dot by the crater’s rim. The dot made known to all his dislike of the Wastes, a distaste once shared by Kalabas but one he had grown out of, the savagery of the saibawilds was - as father would put it - bucolic, but in a typically saiyan way. Perhaps the Duke should hail the stranger, share his opinion over a spar? While he pondered the idiot slipped and slid the entire way down to the base, where Kalabas still stood, now tapping his foot with mild judgement. “Hardly a dynamic entry but an entry nonetheless.” He approached and held a hand out but the youth stood on his own, peering into Kalabas’ signature - the saiyan had been around people who sensed ki in that manner and recognized the look right away. The assessment of his power was bittersweet. ‘Really strong’ was good enough for a compliment, it implied that Kalabas was indeed strong - really strong - stronger than most would expect from a merely strong person to be more precise; but ‘not too far from Vocado’ stung, awakening a burning envy that the noble thought quelled. Kalabas answered with a cold, silent glare that slowly turned into a curious squint. He had definitely seen this kid before, but where? He remembered his time on Namek too well to forget a face and the boy did not look Vegetan, so the half-breed could only be from Earth…
When Kalabas heard his own name whispered so disdainfully memories flooded his mind right in - yes he knew this son of an alien! The memory was hazy but not forgotten, moments after the unmasking this Yogurt guy swore to kill the Duke over ‘the loss of innocent life’! It was pure and utter bollocks, not only was the Duke’s body stolen by a dark power, the loss amounted to a single life, of a human, no less! The bloodshed was a tragedy to be sure, but one the Duke found uninteresting, bothersome, and until now not worth remembering. “Aye that bloke Kalabas, know him well I do. Bloody bastard’s gotten stronger since he last pranced ‘round these parts, it’s crazy. But you're in luck mate, I'm his servant, the one that takes care of his appointments! What do ya want from him?” Comeuppance? Revenge? A boot to the face? Kalabas' brenchian accent was a bit forced but his disarming smile went well with it, they were nothing like the Duke's heavy and slow and precise enunciation, so full of theatrics, and his vicious grins and gloating smirks. Then again, he doubted Yogu knew such details... Would he notice the different headband, the metal arm, the lack of tail? Kalabas hoped so, he wanted his curiosity sated, to understand just why did this madman come to seek him out.
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Post by Om-Yogu on May 8, 2019 12:43:21 GMT -6
Yogu was just about to fly off when the tough guy he ha run into mentions he knows Kalabas. " You do? Awesome!" Yogu listened closely to what the man had said. It seemed like he had gotten stronger, and that this guy was his servant? That was quite a strange term. Servant. Where was he, medieval times? When he thought about it, it kind of was. There were a monarchy and servants didn't seem like something that was uncommon. But that wasn't really important to the conversation. What was important, was that the servant said something about an appointment. " Haha... Yeah, that's a good one, pal. I'm guessing he's somewhere nearby right? I guess I can tell you what I want from the guy first though. So awhile back he was on Earth. He had a weird mask thing that was controlling him or whatever. So, he kills this innocent old man while being under the control of this mask, So I don't know anything about the whole controlling thing, so I attack him. Vocado, ya know, the ex-king guy, comes in and breaks the mask. Kalabas is returned to normal and explains himself." Yogu sits down in the rocking chair, making sure he has a good rocking rhythm before continuing his story. " So once I understand what's happening, I get even madder! He had the audacity to not apologize, not promise to fix what happened, not even at least let himself be brought in and questioned by police! Instead, he cowered behind Vocado like some child and makes him deal with me. So I got my ass kicked, got stronger," Well, it was more or less Monster's strength that gave him a boost. " And after finding myself in a set of circumstances that aren't very important, have found myself on Vegeta for a while. So I decided to start my revenge plan on Vocado and Kalabas. You can see where I'm going with this, right?" Yogu cracks his knuckles and starts moving light on his feet, getting ready for the hopefully fast approaching fight between him and Kalabas, wherever that guy is. " Already fought Vocado, and I came outta that shit alive. So I guess Kalabas is next up on the good ol' chopping block. So where is the guy? Hopefully, the guy has Super Saiyan or else this gonna be a curb stomp! Hehehe!"
OOC: gonna punch |
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