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Post by Casca on Jun 12, 2019 0:51:46 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing" Spare the Introductions
Calling out in her best Namekian dialect, sounding more like an infant’s first gibberish parent’s love to tell their friends about, the Saiyan tried to rally support from anyone that happened to be within earshot. The creature proved to be more upset than Casca thought, snatching her ankle as it tried to return to the depths below with a little snack. What once seemed like a smart idea, attempting to try to catch a bite to eat turned into a wake-up call. Just because she saw some wildlife early on during her trek didn’t mean this was going to be easy. A fifty percent chance she’d get into another stupid situation, or fifty percent she’d have dinner. And so it goes. Clawing to remain topside, the young woman tried to remember why she ever thought this was a good idea. Trying to remember the names of the two Namekians she helped beat the shit out of this angry dude, she sat in contemplation as she was dragged back towards the creature’s home. Only one of us being an outlaw, Casca thought to herself. Not knowing the proper pronunciation of his name and not exactly remembering if they even exchanged pleasantries before they departed, would the Saiyan consider the outlaw a friend. Eh, she might need to hold her breath. As much as she wanted to believe there was some sort of mutual respect achieved as they held off the hoards of mercenaries together, plus Steno, Casca couldn’t be sure. The man projected that kind of arrogance of having done it all before, a life in standby until his next adrenaline spike, his next high, his next victory. Well, not her first choice but what the hell, she thought as she prepared the last words she would say above water. “ Goooooouda! Goooooouta,” she shouted, hating herself for not asking for his name before she departed. Suddenly thinking of food to the point of discomfort, the Saiyan snapped out of it as her head banged off of an unkind rock. Mind instantly flooded with the events of the last day and change, Casca brain rerouted to the conversations had between the three at the bar. Using all of her focusing powers, she ran through the past day’s messages like a machine, remembering phrases like, “no problem, this will be fun, they got blasters, and who’s an outlaw, you an outlaw,” it hit her like a rock! “ Giiiiitttaaaa,” the Saiyan cried. Nothing sounded back, as she now began to panic. Dread set in as she saw the creature dip its head above the surface to check on his progress. Rolling to her back, Casca fired two shots at the creature’s limbs in an attempt to sever her assailant’s grasp of her foot as she was pulled towards his existence. Of course, it was bulletproof! What had this thing been eating, the young woman thought to herself as her attacks ricocheted off the beast’s tough skin. If you don’t succeed right, “ Giiittaaaaaa,” Casca tried again, knowing the Namekian had more acute hearing than both Saiyans and humans alike. Surely, only a partial days quest in the opposite direction wasn’t out of Gita range, was it? “ Giiitt —,“ Casca’s call would fall on deaf ears, as she was pulled through the opening into the water below. Not good, she thought, as the depths below grew darker with every passing second. Summoning a ball of bright red Ki, the Saiyan shoved it towards the surface, attempting to leave an indication of her existence! Watching the attack leave her body, the Saiyan followed its luminescence until she waited in darkness once again. Landside, no problem, this thing would be toast. However, in the depths of one of Namek’s thermal vents, that wasn’t cool. Launching the sphere with enough force to clear the surface of the reservoir, the attack roared skyward, exploding in an S-O-S pattern. Hopefully, someone would see that, she thought to herself as the Saiyan began to wrestle for her own safety. |
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Post by Gita on Jun 12, 2019 1:45:45 GMT -6
41k pl
Gita found himself in a small village just located at the outskirts of a giant size lake. He wore his black robe with his black hood popping off behind his neck. He ventured to this village due to the sightings of what was called the squid monster. This terrifying creature had made its name well known of sinking boats in the middle of the lake and consuming anyone who enters. Namekians aren’t the ones who uses it, but the tourist who visit does. It had even got to the point where they posted the wanted signs all over time along with spreading the word through other villages.
Gita wasn’t about to back down from this reward and even though he didn’t really need it, he wanted to grow his strength by fighting anything strong. He arrived at the lake sighting and spotted an SOS Ki blast being fired from within the center of the lake. The waves moved violently and Gita quickly rushed into the waters as he flew at the center of it. He held his breath tightly as he spotted the very same girl that he had met before. He flew straight to the squid who now had his eyes locked straight for Gita. Gita didn’t know why this girl was here but from what he remembers from the bar, she tends to get herself into trouble.
He quickly went to the girl’s defense, summoning up a massive sword and attempting to swing it at the squid who easily wrapped its tentacles around it and tightening the grip. The truth is, speed wasn’t on his side and he immediately poof the sword and swam straight to the squids face had sending a powerful right hook in between the eyeballs of the squid. The impact was enough to release the girl and he quickly swam to her aid and grabbed her body. He looked at the girl with a nervous look and just when he was about to make it to freedom, he felt two tentacles grabbing a hold of his ankles.
In order to save her life, he immediately summoned a submarine and placing her body within it. Then slamming the button and firing her straight out of the waters and to the surface. He was now being dragged underwater as the pulled caused him to open his mouth as he took in water into his lungs. It seemed like the only way he was going to get out of this pickle is if he used his transformation. The only problem was that he couldn’t concentrate enough in order to do it. He entered his transformation by ignoring his breathing and within seconds.
He found himself flying straight out of the waters and back out on the surface. The squid had now surface and Gita was still tangled by this squid. This massive squid was definitely intimidating and before Gita could try to break free, ink had flown from the squid and into Gita’s eyes. Which caused him to react to placing both his hands to his face and trying to remove it. It was impossible and the more rubbing he did the more it spread across his face.
The squid took this opportunity to stab Gita straight through his stomach, which caused him to cough up massive blood and a large Hole was now formed on his stomach and parts of his chest. This caused him to de transformed and now he was thrown back into the waters where he began to sink to the bottom of the lake. This natural sinking was due to the fact that it’s much hard to swim in a lake than at the ocean. Blood kept leaking and Gita found himself still blinded. Gita could only hope that she was strong enough to save herself.
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Post by Casca on Jun 12, 2019 2:43:37 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing" Should Have Done More, the sequel
“ Gita,” Casca found the time to scream as she pounded the glass of the submarine. What the hell was this, the Saiyan thought, believing it couldn’t have been real magic. Naw, she didn’t believe in that stuff anymore, thinking of the Konatsian Soda Pop family. Magic couldn’t save them, and it wasn’t going to save this Namekian. The guilt was real as the Saiyan moved about the craft with the fury of a teenager, switching anything she could in an attempt to exit. Honestly, almost everyone she had met since she originally touched down on Namek ended up being pretty nice, few she couldn’t mesh with. Minus Yogu, and put a question mark next to the mysterious camouflaged man, Kid. He had some baggage. The craft did open, fortunately as Casca had enough time to watch the squid move in parallel to the Namekian warrior, a dance she thought Gita would win. “ No,” she delivered, as the door finally extended fully open, in reaction to the sudden shift in battle. Gita’s was wounded. Possibly fatally. Sprinting to aid the one who heeded her call on two occasions now, Casca owed him this one. Bounding through the low tides of the body of water they found themselves before, the Saiyan manipulated her Ki into the third version of her barrier. She needed one hundred. Throwing up the barrier just in time, the Saiyan made herself tall as the squid’s lumbering phalanges struck what she had luckily summoned, sending her deeper into the water with every strike. “ Shit,” Casca said as she bailed on her defense and dove beneath the waves. If the monster was going to be slain, she was going to need Gita’s help. Meeting this monster, in this environment, was a different ball game. Already made aware of her lack of oxygen, the Saiyan quickly plunged deeper, back into the water’s depths, as she pursued her alley. |
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Post by Gita on Jun 12, 2019 5:35:13 GMT -6
As he kept falling deep into the abyss waters his life was slowly fading. The oxygen as well was slipping away. Just when he had lost all hope, he had briefly opened his eyes at the darkness that stood before him as he continued to sink. A figure had emerged from the darkness and this being his creator.
“I didn’t realize that a man who once wanted to be a leader to a village and it’s people is now giving up against a squid.”
Gita just listened to the voice and with a soft spoken voice.
“Father... but you are...”
His creator folded his arms and tsk at Gita.
“Dead? I’m very much alive. My memories live on in you.”
Then the image faded and now his grand father had emerged, the one that once served Xylo.
“I can’t believe this is it for my grandson. I have been through hell and back and here you are letting the enemy win?! And yet you want to bring peace to the Namekians and here you are giving up?”
Gita chuckled.
“I’m severely injured...”
The grand father placing his hand onto Gita’s shoulder.
“No matter how injured we may get. We can always recover. Don’t die from an enemy who isn’t even strong enough to live on land.”
A special blue glow covered Gita’s body and this being his regeneration kicking in. The spirt has faded and now Gita was serious. Both his eyes were fixed on the squid and he began to power up to the point where he entered his transformation form. He unlocks it just in time as he flew his body straight at the squid who kept assaulting the girl with the shield.
Gita was so livid and angry that he formed a giant size spear and hurled it straight into the squids mouth which was the main source on where the ink was coming from. The squid began agitated and became to scream so loud that it caused Gita to lose focus and the spear in which he used to strike the squid had vanished. The injured squid brushed Gita with his tentacles and began to swim away from him. Gita was definitely tired and resulted back to his base form as he began to pant and flew himself out of the water to catch his breath and then back into the water as he flew at fast speeds trying to catch up to the squid. Upon seeing a glimpse of the squid heading into his base cave. Gita followed suit and upon entering, there were many different pathways on where the squid could of gone. Gita was quick with his thinking, forming a oxygen tank for both him and Casca, along with a breathing mask and goggles. Gita wore his equipment and ready himself for the incoming next phase, finding this squid in this vast underwater cave.
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Post by Casca on Jun 13, 2019 17:31:25 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing" What we do for our kids, imma right?
Wishing she had the homing variant so they could more easily track down this creature, Casca settled for the oxygen mask that Gita materialized out of the water. She stopped asking questions after this. She trusted the Namekian’s instincts. Forming two small spheres of Ki in the cup of her hand, the Saiyan aimed behind her as she used her attacks to provide her momentum. “ Time’s up,” Casca roared to her Namekian ally, hoping he’d understand the battle call as she whizzed past him, unknowing that Gita had materialized radios within their breath apparatuses. Casca was the first to enter the underground network. Waving off the Ki from her hands, she floated as she looked for any sign of the underwater menace. Forming her finger’s in her lift hand to resemble a gun, the Saiyan fired two shots deep into the abyss. Waiting to hear the sound of their explosion, the young woman lost patience as the sound never returned. Knowing sound travels much faster in water than in the air, the sounds from the eruption should have returned almost immediately. Looking at the Namekian, Casca tried to mouth her plan. Halfway through her speech, she somehow triggered the radio in her gear to transmit in words what she was trying to communicate very badly through crud gestures and movements. “ —because it’s skin is like metal. Does that make sense? Okay, glad you feel the same,” she finished. Believing the man heard the entirety of her plan, Casca threw up a giant barrier behind them. In doing so, she would prevent the creature from an escape while also limited theirs. Forming jets of Ki once again from her palms, Casca blasted off towards where she fired the shots. If her plan was successful, Gita would have an open attack where he proved the creature could be damaged. If it doesn’t, well, it will, the Saiyan thought to herself as she fought against the pressure forming from the depths they traversed. Don’t get her wrong, she loved water. Not as much as Namekians, but beggars can’t be choosers, Casca thought to herself as she suddenly smashed into one of the cave’s walls. Clawing in almost zero light, the Saiyan traveled more slowly as the tunnel’s narrowed the longer it was followed. Unable to fire an attack to provide some sort of light, practically for the fear of entombing herself underwater, the young woman looked for another other indicators. Maybe the a change in water temperature? Maybe a current? Maybe other wildlife? All proved unreliable, as her tunnel concluded to a point it was too narrow to traverse. Bummed, the Saiyan struck the wall as she was upset in choosing the one path that lead nowhere. “ Story of my life,” Casca commented into her mask as the wall moved rang out as if it was made of cast iron. After a moment of frustration the Saiyan allowed herself, she noticed the wall continued to wake. Touching the spot where she hit, the wall gave way. “ What the hell,” the young woman questioned as she tore away piece by piece by hand. It was, was it? Little baby squids! Foolishly, the young woman reached her arm through the wall towards the little pups’ nesting habitat. “ Aw,” she said as she moved to help them. “ You guys aren’t even old enough to hurt anybody,” she cooed as she pet every lil’ bae she could find. Then the wall shifted, causing the cave’s ceiling to begin to collapse. “Let’s find you guys a new home, this building is about to be condemned,” she slyly said as she pulled the first of many through. After pulling the last, Casca fit the three little guys into her many pockets and began to turn around. This was when she watched the wall blink. What, she thought to herself, reexamining where she just pulled the children. And then it happened again! The wall blinked! Frantically trying to swim away from what now was a giant iris starring back at her, Casca fired a jet of Ki from one arm as she tried to provide as much space as she could between her and these creatures momma. " We need a new plan," the Saiyan still unaware of the radio as she screamed, loud, hoping the Namekian would be able to pick it up, even through water. Racing through the tunnel, Casca was made aware of the truth, they were inside something much bigger than the creature they met at the surfaced. " Bring the whole thing down! This whole cave could be the monster!" |
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Post by Gita on Jun 13, 2019 18:14:02 GMT -6
It had appeared that the saiyan woman was rather not patient in waiting, so he allowed her to enter first. Gita on the other hand started to investigate his own means and the first thing he was going to do, was turn on the bright flashlight that came with his suit and with a flick of his finger, he turned it on as he started to venture inside this cave. Almost immediately, the temperature had changed from a warm kind of feeling to a cold one. He wasn't sure if this was due to entering the squid's lair or this was due to the water temperatures suddenly changing. Nevertheless, he tried to stay as cool and calm as can be making sure his anxiety levels were tamed. He swam and started to focus on the ground level of this cave. He noticed little bits of ink flowing in a particular pathway and as he looked up to see Casca, she was mouthing and hand gesturing her plan. He didn't understand it due to them being far apart from one another. Gita decided to focus back on the ink that appeared to be slowly dissipating by the second.
He didn't have the time to focus on the plan but instead, used the ink in order to aid him in his search for this creatures. Venturing through a different pathway than she did, this proved to be the wrong turn due to him not having ki sense at all and focusing on the only thing he could see, which was a trail of ink. This sudden change of direction was a deceit tactic not made by the squid in which they fought, but her children. While he swam through the murky cave, her children kept there eyes on Gita and upon getting closer to the end of this dead end pathway, he was stormed back a giant squid which was the eldest son of the squid and half the size of his mother. Gita was able to turn around just in time to spot the appearance of this new squid and he grunted his teeth in frustration.
"Just my luck, I find myself in a trap..."
Gita immediately began to extend both his arms at the squid and attempting to grab at it. The squid was indeed fast and evaded it, as it then came crashing down on Gita's body with his spike head first! Gita was able to retract his arms just in times to catch the head of this squid that was now bashing him against the cave of the water. He grunted in pain as his back met the cave walls and just when he thought he could make his escape in a quick side swim, he was quickly stabbed in the stomach by the squid's head. The pain was tough to handle and Gita began to become even more frustrated. He had no choice but to enter his transformation if he was going to face off this squid! So he immediately did so and with enough power, he freed himself by moving his legs upward and close to his chest, causing the squid's head to crash into the wall itself.
Gita immediately poof two giant size spears and rammed them straight into the squid's skull and mouth. The impact was enough to kill it and Gita began to slowly swim back to where Casca was. However this proved to be almost impossible as the cave started to collapse?! However this was no mere cave as they once thought it was. In fact, he started to shine his light on the walls themselves. Pink textured and upon touching them with his hand, he felt a flesh like texture to them. Just what the hell was this feeling?! Then almost like out of a movie, the vacuum from the monster in which they were in, began to inhale so much air into its lungs, which caused the massive waters that they were in to push them further inside the new giant size monster. The once dead end wall had broken up and Gita was now swallowed whole inside the creature and landing in the stomach regions of this creature. The vacuum had stopped and he lucky landed on a giant box like crate. He looked down below at the acid that was far below him and upon looking around, he saw a mist type of texture in the air. Just what is this place?!! Could this really be a monster!
He took off his breathing mask, for the waters weren't present anymore. He dropped his mask into the acid and witnessing it turning into nothing but dust. He now wondered where Casca was and upon further looking around, the squid in which they fought also was sucked into the stomach. However the creature squid wasn't so lucky and landed straight into the acid, slowly sinking and eventually dying. Gita flew himself away from the squid and headed to a nearby pathway, wondering where it would take him. Upon walking towards the end of the pathway, he saw a grey namekian version of himself and was just in awe. Is this an illusion? He thought this to himself as he got into a defensive stance.
Gita grunted his teeth, wondering where this entity even came from and still not knowing where Casca is!
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Post by Casca on Jun 13, 2019 22:24:11 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing!" Ocarina What?! Spiraling to avoid the stalagmites at the floor of the rock and flesh corridor, Casca demonstrated proficiency at flying backwards, steering with one arm, while underwater. Cutting through the medium of water, the Saiyan held tight to the children as the environment grew clouded as the creature destroyed the place where it once laid its head. Shifting her hand to the left, the woman’s path of movement dramatically changed as she nearly avoided the passage’s falling stalactite below her. The Saiyan crisscrossed her retreat, losing track of the cave’s exit in process. To her defense, she was avoiding a massive mother squid, in her house, flying upside down but in the water by the propulsion of the Ki streaming from her hand. She was doing her best! The young woman hesitated before turning her hand back to the monster, as she would feel better about the situation if she could put some more space between the two. Doing just that, Casca emphasized her intentions as an increase of Ki was seen, not heard, radiate from her open palm. Something seemed off as the young woman kept her head on a swivel to be able to steer and defend if necessary. The Namekian who’d aided her moments ago has yet to blow the lid off this thing. Thinking it rather strange for when he ended the situation at the bar, he ended it. Like period. Finn. Casca’s forward path of travel grew desperate as bubbles of all sizes meet her in face to face. The water the Saiyan was surrounded by seemed more like molasses than Namek’s pride and joy. It’s manipulation more tiresome than ever before, the young woman ultimately submitted to the forces at be, and stopped her sightseeing. And that was all leverage needed for the creature to finish the job. Casca was now in the heart of it. And what that meant was deep within an ancient creature’s stomach, regrettably. Making sure to avoid any of the pools of bubbling caustic soda, the Saiyan traversed what could only be described as spaghetti land. The glass of her facemask fogged up as walked carefully. As badly as she wanted to take her mask off, the place really smelled. The only thing keeping that demogorgon smell at bay was the fresh oxygen, “ Wha —,” she exclaimed as she saw the babies in her vest chewed through her mask’s airline. “What the hell,” she said as she flung the creatures from her body. Hissing at her in wicked protest, the small snake-like creatures retracted their bodies, standing upright, to better showcasing their underdeveloped beaks. Or at least that’s what Casca would call the strange demogorgon faces of the children, creepy. Sniping the closest baby with her good for nothing tank of oxygen, the Saiyan retreated into the mother’s digestive track. “ Boom,” Casca coolly said as she fired a violet bolt of Ki at her abandoned oxygen tank. “ Maybe, the only way out, is deeper in,” the Saiyan shrugged as she approached what could have been a stomach valve. Feeling a little loopy, the young woman turned back to watch the barbeque before she pressed on. Sidewinding across the floor, the three squid hatchlings dangerously carried the unexploded oxygen tank back to her. “ Fuck,” Casca swore off ever having kids as she avoided the spotlight. Pressing into the squishy tissue, the Saiyan struggled to summon its entrance. Knowing the stupid kids where bringer her a loaded present, the Saiyan stood back. “ Draggoooon,” she yelled. “ Fist,” she whispered as she connected with what stood in her way. Touching the creature’s stomach tissues with only her pinky finger, the Saiyan stumbled after the pencil-thin golden dragon she formed. Surprised it worked, Casca thought it’d be okay to have one more look at what she now knew was bait, her “children”. Shocking close, the Saiyan jumped back through the portal before the little devils could endue her with their love. “ Glad I kept —,” her voice trailed off as she entered the chamber to find the Namekian she came with, tense with anger. “ The receipt,” she cackled. Laughing herterically at her own joke, Casca thought that was weird. She never laughed at her own jokes. Now that she thought about it, the fumes exhausted by the creature were particularly strong. “ Antibodies,” she laughed, thinking her and Gita were actually saving this creature from itself for a moment. “ I’m just hangry,” she admitted out loud, laughing at herself. Almost having a psychedelic trip, the Saiyan collapsed to the side of Gita as she didn’t trust what she saw. “ What the hell is happening!” |
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Post by Gita on Jun 13, 2019 23:14:45 GMT -6
Gita stood to see a gray figured version of himself and upon walking closer to it, it had changed colored to a more dark green type of look. This Namekian being was himself and with a wide smirk he took the charge straight at Gita. Gita was quick to block and the both of them began to dish out strikes at one another.
“What the hell is going on?!?! How am I fighting myself?!
The clone was able to right hook Gita in the face, which caused him to fall on his back with his head dangling just at the edge of a cliff and below it was a pool of acid.
“You aren’t real!”
The clone attempted to strangle Gita, and Gita was quick to grab his wrist and kept holding it tightly. Gita kept sniffing the air and realized that the smell was so strong that he needed a mask. So he poof a mask onto his face in order to see and breath clearly. The clone that once tried to choke him out was really a squid that was determined to kill him for what he had done to his brother. Gita immediately tossed the squid off the cliff and into the acid below. Gita panted and went about his search in finding Casca.
Upon traveling through the narrow tunnels of this area, he eventually heard an echoing of laughter and it sounded a lot like Casca. He quickly made haste and now was beside Casca. From what he saw from her eyes, she looked like she was hypnotized as well. He quickly formed her a new mask and oxygen tank, placing it on her neck and back. He hoped that this was enough to break her free from the illusion.
“We have to focus Casca. We aren’t in a cave anymore, this is some kind of ancient creature. I have never heard or seen such creatures before but if we don’t get out of here we will die.”
All he could do was hope that she would awaken and the both of them would find an exit out of this place.
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Post by Casca on Jun 14, 2019 0:26:26 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing" Sushi, anyone? Not knowing that Gita was facing his own existential crisis, Casca cowered like a child as she disavowed what she saw metamorphosing itself from the innards of the monster. “ Yogu,” she laughed, not knowing whether to be afraid or not. No, it wasn’t Yogu. Striding as muscle spindled around its frame, multiplying in mass as it walked. Much taller than herself, the creature knelt as skin wrapped around its features, giving the girl something less gruesome to look at. To remember. Touching the angel’s nose, running her hand through his hair, Casca looked into the eyes of her father. “ This isn’t how I wanted you to see me,” she admitted to the man she missed so much. “ Come here little one,” asked the being who looked like her father, Kabel. Barely remembering what he looked like, the Saiyan dashed into his arms. Remaining quiet as what she could only reason was her father in the flesh slowly rocking her, the young woman squeezed with her whole life force. Standing with him was all she could must the strength to do. While she was once afraid and small, she could feel his body heat jumpstart more than her heart. Tears running down her face, the young woman gripped the man with greater intensity. “ I miss you so much,” Casca wailed against his chest. “ I’m so sorry, I lost you all.” Seeing the rest of her family materialize from walls surrounding them caused her to ball beyond a Saiyan’s limits, as her human emotions came to the forefront. “ Mom,” she reached for the woman while still clinging to her father. “ Chri — Cedar! Aspen,” she cried to her siblings, who appeared as to how they were on their home planet, Embasa. Standing with their mother, the three Madani’s stood apart from Casca and her father. Shaking, the young woman turned her head so she could listen to her father’s heartbeat. This was real, or as real as she needed it to be. Her wish, granted. “ You aren’t real!” The tint the Saiyan perceived the inner linings of the ancient creature changed to red as her heart grew cold. Shoved to arm’s length, the Saiyan’s father repeated himself, “ You are not real,” forcing Casca to bend the knee. “ Dad, wha —,” the daughter resisted. “ Casca,” the Madani father shouted. “ We have to focus.” “ Focus on what! I found you, I am here! With all of you,” Casca tried to reason with him as she motioned to her family standing idly in the distance. “ If we don’t get out of here, we will die,” Kabel demanded. Breaking his influence over her, the young woman began to see the truth as she breathed in the pure air provided by Gita’s magic materialization. Reaching in the direction of her father, the Saiyan embraced the ground as she made sense of what happened. Gita! Stepping up, the Saiyan nodded in thanks to the Namekian. The man was literally a lifesaver and deserves a glowing endorsement, she thought as her equilibrium returned. “ I don’t know how to thank you,” she said as she went to embrace the outlaw. If he rejected, she would play it for as she was wiping something off of his wet clothes or better yet, wiping something on them. “ But it would be for naught if I did,” she gestured to the intestinal chamber they found themselves in. “ Who’s to say, we don’t light a match and roast this mutha,” Casca said with a grin, already summoning Ki to her fists. |
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Post by Gita on Jun 14, 2019 2:17:38 GMT -6
She had awakened! Gita also noticed that she went ahead and started to embrace him. This was the first time that he had ever felt an affection with someone. He returned with a slight hug and then released her as he looked at her and placed both his hands on her shoulders.
“I got the perfect idea to light this place up.”
He stepped back a bit as he formed a massive drill on his hands that had an added twist to it. He shoved the drill against the ceiling and then pressed the button. He also began to enter his transformation and sending an enormous amount of energy into the drill before letting it go. The drill began to dig upwards by itself and Gita immediately hugged Casca and placing both their bodies onto the ground and Gita being on topped as he shielded her from the massive explosion that was about to happen.
“Stay down. I’m going to get us out of here!”
The massive explosion had happened and this was indeed his signature move. The massive smoke was present and the gateway to their freedom was as clear as day. They both were safe from the explosion with Gita receiving minor damage on his uniform and skin from the massive impact.
He then rose to his feet and looked at the freedom that was now present. He flew straight to the sky and looking down at the massive size monster in which they were stuck in. It was disguised as an island. The creature had died from the explosive impact. Gita reverted back to his base form naturally and while he stared at the dead corpse, He was then hit in the back with a powerful tranquilizer dart. The hit was so quick and precise that he fell from the sky and over into the water as he was knocked out. Who exactly was responsible for this attack? A group of alien invaders with an agenda.
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Post by Casca on Jun 14, 2019 5:00:59 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing!" Grab Your Popcorn “ You turn this piece of shit around, or your buddy, here,” Casca somehow made eye contact with the Arcosian she was trying to detain, “ yeah, you. Or your buddy here will be meeting his ancestor Frieza, in hhhh-filll.” Mind going a hundred different ways, she misspoke, it happens. “ What is ah hefafa-fella,” voiced a serpent bodied Arcosian before losing it and laughing at the five foot five Saiyan restrain his bud, in his second form. “ Wait till the guys hear about this,” he ripped, taking a picture from his scouter to remember the comedic sight. The detainee’s arm inched further up against his joints advice, pressed firmly to his back. With one hand impeding his movement and the other in charge of applying pressure to ensure her control, the Saiyan downed the WTF. “ Fleet, or no Fleet, it’s going to take an army to keep me on this chopper,” Casca demanded. On board what she would deem a small to mid-size craft, capable of surface to orbit travel, as customizable or adaptable as need be, Casca threat lost its appeal. Synapses naturally aligned as the woman remembered a life she long left ago. A life where muscle memory combined with the know-how, she would have been able to pilot this thing through a black hole. Just watch, she always left that in her deck. Drawing a shitty situation, the Saiyan backed up to the restraints containing the Namekian she, for the lack of a better word, no longer minded the presence of. “ You are going to release, my friend, now,” Casca barked, as she now drew her hand into a fist, drawing her arm into the air, and drawing a violet revolving sphere to her fingers. Holding the attack at her prisoner’s head, the young woman roared at her prosecutors. “ I’ll do it! You take one more step or try another stunt; I’ll falcon do it!” /// Ten minutes earlier …“ Hey,” the Saiyan said as the Namekian fist pumped the sky. “ You did it?” Standing in the new orifice of — Casca didn’t know what exactly and looked to better the vantage point. Choosing to pursue her comrade, the young woman pushed from the still convulsing caucus as she floated up to meet Gita in celebration. “ Where’s the champagne,” Casca said under her breath, seeing an appropriate time to pop bottles, and drink in the AM, she coughed to cover her tracks. “ What the —,” for once in her life, the Saiyan was speechless. Leveling off next to the Namekian warrior, Casca was silent as she saw the immensity of the creature. With a body the size of a small island, this particular kaiju was known as, “ A planet killer? On Namek,” the girl paused as she looked to be mentally sizing the creature against some generic template. “ Category three, I believe.” Kaiju, from Pacific Rim FanWiki  Hovering midair, the Saiyan waited as the Namekian reverted to his normal size. “ We made a pretty good team back there, you ever think of joining a faction,” Casca asked with her fingers crossed and hidden behind her back. She waited a second and nothing happened. No, yeah, I think you are pretty knowledgeable when it comes to, Casca momentarily trailed off as what she thought Gita did think of her. “ Gita?” If the Saiyan did not react so quickly to inspect her friend, the tranquilizer ridden projectile would have plummeted into her jugular vein. Avoiding one obstacle while face planting over the next, the young woman shook the Namekian. As he was wet, with a little bit of ink left on his closes she would remind him about later, Casca grasp was lost as Gita feel to the waters below. If she would have blinked, she would have missed it, but a LIL BURTHA, model 7-47, space chopper entered Namek’s atmosphere. Wings up, descending at speeds unfit for anyone wanting to not have brain damage, the craft matched the horizon as space moved around it. Caressing the body of the Namekian, the craft stopped above the water. “ Holy shit,” Casca shouted, “ What’s the fleet doing on Namek?” /// Twelve minutes later …
Watching for a moment as Gita twitched, his Namekian body much more efficient at ridding itself of toxins than most species, Casca believed she only needed to stall a minute or two longer before they would end this joke of a crew together. Whack! /// Several hours later …
Tranquiled to the gills, Casca rolled off the bottom bunk of her prison cell bunk. Coming to grips with the cold and damp reality she was now on the floor in a private, secret prison affiliated with the WTF, within a base, somewhere on Namek, the Saiyan laid in her pity. If only someone else was in the same cell, across the hall, or in the block that she could count on to prison break her outta this mess. Any outlaw? |
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Post by Gita on Jun 14, 2019 17:58:05 GMT -6
His eyes had widen up in a shock factor that came out of nowhere. For one second, he was staring down at the massive sized creature which had consumed both he, Casca, and the squid which they were trying to kill originally. The next factor was that he pulled out the small sharp pain from the needle and after examining the needle for a brief moment, he felt in a daze and knew that he was going to pass out. He looked down below and stared at the vast lake in which he was hovering over and upon falling out of the sky and just seconds away from being fully knocked out, formed his fresh tank and breathing mask just before entering the waters and now fully knocking out.
He had gone deep into the waters, so deep that it was now pitch black and any trace of him physically would be gone. Several hours had passed by and upon waking up, he found himself in a nearby village. He mask taken off, his tank removed, and a namekian elder who was the advisor of the leader of this village. From the looks of it, it had appeared that he had been sitting there for quite awhile.
"I see that you are awake now. You are the one we gave that assignment to. We saw you fall into the waters and it took us sometime to find you. If you don't mind me asking, is the squid taken care of?"
Gita nodded and then proceeded.
"Yes the squid is gone.. We had followed it into a "cave" which resulted it in actually being a massive size monster... that consumed us.."
The namekian's eyes had widen and then came into a calm.
"I see.. we went over to investigate it and it is indeed a monster we never had recognized before. The reason was due to it being disguised as an island."
Just when Gita was about to settle in, he had realized one thing.
"Hey, where is Casca?!"
The namekian elder didn't know the name, but he did recall seeing a saiyan woman captured by them a while back.
"Well, there was a saiyan woman that got captured by the fleet. Just north of here."
Gita's eyes had widen in shock.
"I must go, thank you for your hospitality."
Gita got onto his feet and the namekian elder was quick to speak.
"Hey wait a minute, what about your reward for taking care of that squid?"
Gita ran straight past the namekian elder and headed North.
"Keep it, I got more important things to worry about."
Gita flew fast and straight North and kept shifting his head from side to side. Unfortunately this wasn't going to be such as easy task since the Fleet was on this planet and with the many ships that they had. This planet appeared to be more policed than anything that he has ever seen before. Gita spotted a ship that was within the skies and immediately broke into the windows of the ship. Doing a front roll into the room, grabbing the first soldiers blaster rifle that he sees, disarming him, and then hurling him straight at his two other comrades. Gita was quick to summon up two revolvers and firing it straight at two of the fleet soldiers. The last one was the only one left alive and flying the ship. Gita walking over to the pilot and aiming the revolver on his head.
"I'm looking for a saiyan girl that got captured by you fleet dogs."
In all honesty, the pilot had no idea what he was talking about and his anxiety levels going straight through the roof.
"I have no idea what you are talking about! We literally just arrived on this planet today!"
Then, he heard the click of the revolver which meant that the revolver was fully loaded and the cold barrel pressed against his temple. Gita whispering to the fleet pilot's ears.
"If you lie to me I will know. Where do you keep prisoners on this planet."
That was something he did know and with a quick swipe of his hand and pressing a button, a map came up on screen with the mission details along with a few of the fleets location and targets. The prison was due North of here, but from the looks of it, it didn't exactly have any coordinates to go on. He shook his head in absolute disbelief. While he was too focus on the map, the pilot turned the steering wheel to the right and also placing it on autopilot. Gita was distracted and his body hurled to the side by the sudden change of direction, dropping the weapons and crashing his shoulder against the wall of the ship.
He grunted in pain as the pilot rose from his chair and quickly pulling out his own blaster rifle and taking aim at Gita. Before he could fire, Gita summoned up a shield, blocking the incoming fire and then hurling the shield straight at the pilot. He then dropped his weapon and fell on his buttocks as Gita rose up and grabbing the man by the throat soon after.
"I admire the risk you took in trying to save your own life, but your organization has caused too much pain."
He snapped his neck and went over to the ship. He noticed that the ship was on auto pilot and Gita then setting the course of the ship to head over to one of the islands that were North of here. Upon waiting in idle and finally arriving at the docks of where all the ships are being placed, he stole the uniform of a fleet soldier, along with forming a utility closet and placing the three bodies inside of it. Gita was now disguised as a fleet soldier. The doors opened up and one of the soldiers meeting and greeting him. He was shocked to see a namekian but then again, anyone is accepted in the fleet. The soldier walked in and realized that he is by himself. Puzzled, he turned and to Gita.
"Hold it, where are the other two guys on this ship?"
Gita looked over his shoulder and stared at the soldier.
"We got ambushed by the Saiyan Kingdom. I was the only one who made it out alive."
The soldier then found another thing strange.
"Then why are you here on this island that is meant for prisoners?"
Gita turned to face the soldier.
"I was told that you guys recently captured a saiyan girl?"
The soldier chuckled as he gave him a smirk.
"Yes we did, we got her not to long ago. She's being held in a cell for questioning. It won't be long until they execute her though."
Gita nodded and started to walk away.
"I see."
Gita then started to walk closer to the prison's entrance of the facility and from what it looks like, it appeared to be a camp. He entered the camp and then headed towards the direction of a nearby building. Upon entering, he realized that this was the place on where they were keeping the prisoners. One of the soldiers turning the corner and approached him.
"Oh, is there a reason they sent you here? I don't remember seeing an updated report of a new guy?"
Gita folding his arms across his chest.
"I'm not here to replace anyone, i'm here as an escort to bring the saiyan girl that was recently placed here. It turns out that she has vital information on the dragon balls."
"I see, will take you to her location."
Both of them headed straight to her cell and the soldier opening up the door with his keys and upon opening it, Gita hurled him into the wall and smashed it to the point where the wall had a new color and the soldier was killed immediately. Gita stared down at Casca with a smile.
"Lets get the hell out of here."
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Post by Casca on Jun 18, 2019 1:31:25 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing!" Round Two, Fight! Attempt OneShe would have said it was because she was bored, but ultimately, it came down to the food. After being served the first meal of the day, Casca started a prison riot in the cafeteria over a great malfeasance case she believed was taking place. For the lack of salt and underutilizing the kitchen appliance at the facility, she didn’t want to eat the food and in her anger, just tried to walk out. Her temper raised the curiosity of some of the guards, causing a massive panic as prisoners and guards clashed in order to appease the matter. Breakfast was just that important. Attempt TwoThrown into solitary, Casca no longer had a say in the matter. She could be fed green eggs for all the Fleet cared, she would be restricted to the same cell until her behavior changed. “ Fat chance,” she whispered to herself, which was humble for what she was really thinking, as she touched off the far wall of her prison cell as starting blocks. Summoning a veil of Ki across her body, the Saiyan crossed the short distance in a blink of an eye in an attempt to topple the door by brute force. Attempt ThreeWho would have known some type of voodoo or enchantment was placed on the door, as Casca could not believe it was that sturdy as she sat on the ground in front of the still standing door. Massaging a growing knot on the top of her dome, the Saiyan cast shade on the rest of the room. What was available for her disposal? Not much, she thought as she counted it all on one hand. Wedging the tabletop of her former dinner table under the locked door, Casca attempted to put into practice what she just assumed their savior, the great Vegeta, discovered, and evoked the powers of general relativity! Attempt FourOkay, this Saiyan might have skipped that class as she did not change the geometry of space, time, or the door. Sitting in the splinters of her plastic, disposable desk, the young woman stooped in her predicament. Laying on her back and looking at the ceiling, Casca followed the cracks in the ceiling. Charting the varying paths, the irony did not escape the young woman as she drew parallels to the events of the past day. “ Coulda gone anywhere, coulda done anything,” she commented to herself. A drop of water, summed by the looks of it, a never maintained faucet in her cell, overcame its personal gravity as it freefalled into the catch basin below it. Attempt FiveGetting the idea from the repetitive drippings of a faucet that would not quit, Casca tried to submerge the floor of her cell in an attempt to get a one on one with her captures. This did not go well, as the guards charged the water, causing her to avoid the floor until it dried. They thought of everything, Casca thought to herself as she stretched out on her waterlogged mattress. Believing a change of tactic was necessary, Casca resorted to the most trusted and true approached to being taken prisoner. Scream for help, “ Guards! I think I'm going to be sick! I think it was something I ate. I think I'm going to die!” Banging on the steel door, the Saiyan faked it until she made it. Selling the act, Casca whaled obscenities through the door as made reference to all her delusions. Click!Stunned it worked, the young woman shuffled into a fighting stance as she readied to ambush the next person who walked through that door. “ Drrraaaaggon,” she roared as the light from outside broached her cell. Feeling the Ki assembling in her fist, she prepared to chase the dragon. “ Gita?” Casca dropped the act as she embraced the Outlaw, the built up Ki quickly subsiding. “ What are you doing here? Did they get you too,” she questioned regardless if the Namekian spared the time for a meet and greet or not. “ More importantly, what a black-ops division of the Fleet doing here? On Namek?” Happier than she should be on exiting her cell, Casca saw the truth, it was written on the outside wall. The door read, “one way door, pull from inside”. Not wanting to push Gita into another dogfight, Casca gave him the option to leave while he could. “ I gotta put an end to this. The Fleet cannot be allowed to operate without consequences. This ends here,” she drew a line in the sand. If Gita accepted, they’d turn this place upside down like the demogorgon before. While the whole faction wasn’t responsible for the actions of these few, they needed to update their menu. And that meant off world, somewhere that wasn’t called Namek. Too add to the excitement, the two were showered in red light as the prison initiated its safety procedures for when a prisoner escapes. “ Teammates,” Casca said cheekily to the Namekian as a crew of four or five imperial guards strolled onto the scene. |
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Post by Gita on Jun 18, 2019 2:41:57 GMT -6
"I wasn't captured, I came here to rescue you. I have no idea what a black ops fleet member is, but all I know is that we have to get out of here."
The alarms came out and they were so loud that it caused Gita to take a kneel for a brief moment, the truth is loud noises is what made his body cringe. In order to get rid of this sudden change of pace, he poof himself a shirt which was anti sound and wrapping it straight around his forehead and concealing his antena's. He let out a sigh of relief as the alarm kept going and only his ears had to suffer such noises. He now rose back to his feet and changed his shirt into nothing but his bare chest, and his pants now being black baggy pants with no sag and black boots. The poof of smoke faded and now he rushed straight out of cell and headed straight into two incoming guards.
He avoided their incoming attacks, the first was a straight impact to his chest, the second guard's attack was an attempted attack. Both were evaded with a quick step back and side step. Gita was quick to grab the fist of the guard that threw the punch and flipping him over and straight on his back with a slam. The second guard who had tried to tackle him, had fixed his posture and before he could turn around to see Gita. It was already lights out for him as all he saw was a straight fist to his face. The guard now dropped to the ground and both men were unconscious. The leading officer in charge along with his bundle of soldiers started to execute any escapees. The clock was ticking down and all that was left was Gita and Casca rushing around the facility.
Gita saw some light as he was done beating about ten of the guards before making it to this point. He stood in silence as the light at the end of the upstairs escape tunnel was now covered by a black large individual who couldn't be seen from afar. He walked down the stairs and blocked Gita's way of escaping the place. He grunted in frustration and now the showdown was about to commence. This leading officer now stood with blue skin and appeared to look like an exotic fish with a massive underbite teeth.
Both he and Gita started to clash their fist at one another, Gita was quick to summon up two of his revolvers and aiming them straight at the officer. The officer evading both of the bullets and grabbing a hold of both of Gita's wrist and twisting them, causing him to drop the weapons and then being tossed to the side and against the wall. The leading officer kept a lit cigarette on his mouth and shoving his boot straight at Gita's chest as he was now leaned up against the wall.
"You are the one that took over that ship and came all the way here. You are very skilled I must say. However, you won't be making it out here alive."
The officer pulled out his arm cannon and pointed it at Gita's head.
"Any last words?"
Gita lifted his arm and making it seem like he was holding something.
"Yea just one."
A long sword appeared on his right arm, piercing the man's chest and striking his heart instantly.
"Die"
The leading officer's mouth had blood come leaking straight from his mouth and with his last words he spoke.
"You will be coming with me..."
FIRED! The blast that came straight from his arm cannon had now impacted and severely injuring Gita, as he now was covered in his own blood and suffering several serious wounds in the process. Gita found himself, not as the victor of this fight, but as a casualty. He looked to Casca if she was nearby and before he passed out he spoke.
"Get out of here. Leave me here to die. There is no use of us dying here in a place like...."
passed out and slouched over.
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Post by Casca on Jun 18, 2019 5:19:24 GMT -6
"An Unlikely Pairing" Decisions
Seeing the only person she willing killed, for a faint second, Casca’s world stopped. Having thought of the Arcosian every day of her life, she didn’t want to see him now. “ It needed to be done,” she selfishly told the apparition, walking through its silhouette and distorting its reality as she followed the Namekian into battle. “ You need to stay away from me! You ruined my life! Kept me from my family,” she refrained from giving the ghoul any more satisfaction. Summoning two small spheres of violet Ki, one for each hand, the Saiyan fired the first at the chest plate of the closest guard and caught the second. Palming her attack, the young woman strode up to the next available opponent, delivering a Ki infused uppercut to the combatant’s jaw. Thrown by the power of her own attack, the young woman backtracked to the wall of the chamber, forcibly hitting her head as she went. The Saiyan’s world danced across the screen as she tried to maintain her focus on what was ahead of her. Tossing a lazy strike on the next in line, Casca’s punch was caught by the Fleet grunt and turned to the sky, causing her to take a knee around the same time Gita remained grounded. Sensing the Arcosian from her reoccurring nightmare, skulking through the waves of enemies blotting out the light from the exit, the Saiyan was ultimately overwhelmed in the chaos. The growing team of officers participated in a scrum, burring the young woman over a heap of bodies in an attempt to stop her from crossing the redzone, freedom. Coughing up what was left of her oxygen, Casca struggled to maintain some sense of control as she wrestled against the angry mob. Believing the Arcosian from her past would have towered over her, laughing at her misfortune, the Saiyan willowed in her decision to appease his spirit. And take life again. Bulking to full power, the young woman threw the pursuers from her body as if she was tossing the sheets off in the morning. Seeing Gita for the first time in what felt like hours, Casca was glad to see his feet were still moving. They were about to blow this popsicle stand. Using her full power, the Saiyan drew upon the technique taught to her so many years ago. A technique powerful enough to save their lives at the expense of others. Loosening her arm as she evaded oncoming attacks, Casca preached, “ Dragooonn,” her hand lit up with gold immediately with the wakened Ki stored within her body. Drawing her fist behind her back, her muscles focused on delivering the maximum amount of damage. Hearing the effects of the blast, as her back was turned to the Namekian, Casca halted her rampage. Arm returning to normal as she propped Gita’s head over her knee, she put it into the wound that left the Namekian exposed to ultimate goodnight, that of death. “ Gittta,” the young woman spoke through blurry eyes, throwing up a barrier around the two as the Fleet closed in. Shaded by the barrier’s green light, the Saiyan pressed into the Namekian’s wound as she tried to bring him back to the present. “ We need you! You can’t die here, now, or ever! Your people need you,” she played to his patriotic characteristics. “ Its not even that bad,” she said as she lightly patted his face to bring back some form of recognition he was still in there. Tears rolling down her face as she shuddered the wounded man in her arms. “ Hey, Outlaws don’t die their first day on the job.” Forming her free hand into the shape of a gun, Casca pleaded with the man to wake up, “ You weren’t supposed to be here.” Holding his chest with the other hand, the Saiyan fired in quick succession with her already primed one. Her target. The floor. Three-sixtied around the two downed allies, the floor gave way as the blasts hollowed through the haul of the ship. The floor gave way as the two fell together. Plummeting to the ground, the Saiyan was torn from the one she looked to protect as fate took over. Watching the floating aircraft carrier base falling away from her vantage point, she wondered how they could ever compete with a faction as powerful as the Fleet. Waking Gita up and getting him to safety was what needed to be handled in the meantime, she thought, thoughtlessly tapping her person as she already forgot her and the Namekian were separated by the change of altitude. “ Gita?!” |
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