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Post by Casca on Jul 12, 2019 3:46:18 GMT -6
"Open for Business" Must be this tall … Minutes after landing on Earth …
“ Business or pleasure?” Casca had to think about this one. “ Can it be a little bit of both,” she honestly asked the man. The man gave his answer with two quick stamps on the Saiyan’s paperwork. “ Mainly business —,” she added. “ Go! Leave, now!” Leaving nothing behind, the Saiyan heaved her rucksack over her shoulder and pocketed her passport, something she never thought she’d actually need but was happy to have. Pushing the turnstile made it official, Casca was back on Earth! Happiness overcame the young woman as she left the spaceport feeling just like any other offworlder. The Saiyan followed the crowd out into the streets of Satan City. Immediately meeting a giant mural of the devil himself, the legendary protector and the person whom the city was named after, Mr. Hercule Satan, Casca knew she’d enjoy this trip. Punching the air as she was excited though confused by almost everything, the young woman found herself standing at an intersection. Having arrived at her first dilemma, the Saiyan pondered where to go next. She’d been thrown in jail, eaten by a giant Kaiju, and became an outlaw on Namek. The decision was so easy. Standing aboard the ferry, it was remarkable it hadn’t occurred to Casca sooner. Eyeing her destination off in the distance, the Saiyan stretched her arms as she waited for arrival. After traveling so far across the galaxy, she looked forward to what would unfold. Had she been more prepared, she’d have bought her ticket early. Closing her eyes, the Saiyan fought off sleep for as long as she could before she started counting sheep. More like foam stuffed sheep, Casca could be tough on herself even when unconscious, she dreamt. Dreaming of the belt-loosening, finger-licking, need to hold someone’s hand because it’s so good food she would be shoveling into her face caused her stomach to awaken. Rolling to her side, the Saiyan raised her hands as she believed she just experienced vertigo or the feeling of dropping suddenly. Finding the perfect t-shirt to commemorate the event. “ Going to Satan Island?” Casca opened an eye. “ Yeah?” “ The whole theme park is closed —,” the man moved his coffee as the Saiyan fell from her resting place. “ It’s closed until tonight. You’re riding the employ transit, it’s one way, honey. You are gunna have to wait.” The man tipped his hat as he left behind his newspaper conveniently over the young woman’s head. She might have been early, she tried to convince herself, but at least there’d be no lines. Put another check in the winner’s column, the Saiyan curled up and went back to bed knowing she had to wait only a little longer. |
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Post by Gita on Jul 16, 2019 4:05:38 GMT -6
Gita was so excited! He had never heard of such a theme park before and now was his chance of actually going to one. However in order to access the theme park this time around, he needed to order the tickets online. He went on the famous website of said theme park and saw the price for the ticket.
"Adults... 50 dollars....."
Gita squinted further and scrolled down.
"Children Free... 4 - 12"
He scrolled even further.
"Teens 10 dollars..."
He grinned and ordered the teen ticket and now he just needed to wait for it in the mail which was two to three business days. He sighed in disbelief and waited for them. Two days had finally passed and now he had acquired the one exclusive teenage pass. He was so excited that the grand opening was at night time and he was one of the first people in line in order to access the event! A woman with a headset on and chewing gum like she owned the place, called the next customer. Gita was so hyped that he stepped forward and handed the woman his ticket. She looked at the ticket and then back at the man.
"Um sir, are you even a teenager?"
Gita squinted his eyes as he wore his pink medium size shirt that said the words, "party hard" and some blue baggy pants that were fitted on him.
"Yes I am. why do you ask?"
He smiled with glee at the woman who could really careless whether or not he was telling the truth at this point, all that was left to remain was the parental guardian.
"Alright, is your parent or legal guardian with you?"
Gita looked dumbfounded and just stared at the employee at a lost for words.
"I have to bring GURU OVER HERE IN ORDER TO ATTEND THIS EVENT! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!"
She looked at him star struck.
"What the hell is a Guru? Sir if you don't calm down i'm going to have to call security."
Gita then began to hatch a plan and with his hand to his back, he poof up another ticket, this time an adult version of the ticket.
"Oh silly me, that is my son's ticket. i'm sorry."
He handed her an adult ticket and just eyed him up and down.
"Didn't you just tell me you were a teenager."
Gita looked at her dumbfounded once again.
"A what now."
She honestly didn't want to deal with this and allowed him in by accepting his adult ticket. Now that he was in, he went on the most dangerous ride first and started to scream his head off. After he was done with the most dangerous ride, he went over to a comedian platform and went on stage.
"Hello everyone! The name's Gita! What is this place anyway?"
A few people in the crowd started to chuckle a bit.
He looked at the sign that was displayed next to him and realized that this was a comedian gig.
"Alright you guys want to hear some jokes I got some for ya."
He pondered in thought for a brief second.
"Why is six afraid of Seven? Because seven eight nine! Get it?"
The entire crowed booed him to the point where they threw tomatos at him.
"Where did you all even get those!"
Gita left the crowd covered in tomatos and giving up on the comedy gig in sadness.
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Post by Casca on Jul 16, 2019 9:55:21 GMT -6
"Open for Business" To be, or not to be ... Funny
Having waited and the wait was worth it. All the flashing lights and fireworks were ablaze as she had finally made it! “ Was it all worth it, Casca … absolutely!” She didn’t even try to play games as she looked to play many after she grabbed some food just on the other side of this fence. “ Stop,” roared an apparently angry man at the park’s turnstiles. Wearing the classic brown robes that this planet’s christ superstar worse, aka like Herecule’s, the funnyman went into his whole spiel. “ Welcome to the land of the free, thanks to the Earth’s greatest protector, Satan!” Dancing around with great creativity, as he was within a small room where they still handed paper tickets too, the man tried to show his reverence to the mighty Mister Hercule Satan, savor a thousand or two years ago. “ Welcome to our Grand Re-Opening of Satan Island and Satan World, where you can actually be Satan for a day!” “ Haha, we’ll see about that,” Casca said as she tried to push the turnstile to no avail. “ What gives, man? Saiyan’s get hungry, then they get angry … ,” she wasn’t angry, but growing hungrier! “ Gotta pay the troll toll to get to the other side,” barked the man as he continued to take his job to seriously. Feeling she heard those lines before, Casca gave the man a confused look. “ This money you speak of? What is money?” A minute later …
Tossed back towards the boats heading to the mainland, the park’s security wiped its hands of the Saiyan as they left her where the people with no money like to hang out. “ I get it, money is something important to you people,” Casca felt the lump growing on the crown of her head as they weren’t the gentlest of bouncers. “ You know, I can fly right over the wall if I want, right,” the Saiyan yelled in protest at the guards, one actually did turn around to throw a fake punch to make her flinch. And it did! Being determined was never the problem, Casca thought to herself as she climbed the fence instead, it was subtly. Landing squarely, the Saiyan found herself at the tail end of improvised comedy special! EVEN GET THOSE!
Casca liked tomatoes. Tomatoes in soup, tomatoes in her ketchup, and tomatoes sauce on her pizza. That was it. She did not touch a salad as what Saiyan would, the nutrition value wasn’t there. So when she got a mouthful of one as she got in the face, to say she was pissed would be an understatement. Cleaning her face of the warm, obviously been sitting in the sun for a while, tomato bits, Casca’s eyes widened. “ Is that you, Gita? I thought you were dead?” |
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Post by Gita on Jul 18, 2019 9:33:58 GMT -6
Gita stared at Casca with a cheeky smile.
"Hey Casca! How have ya been!"
He lifted her up and spun her around with joy in his step.
"I thought you had died as well! You look a whole lot stronger than ya did before!"
He placed her down and then put his hands to his hips.
"How's about I treat ya to-"
The interruption was due to a loud microphone bird zoan character that went by the name of Keech.
"COME ON COME ON! LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, BOYS AND GIRLS OF ALL AGES. COME JOIN THE FOR-, I MEAN THE HOUSE OF FUN PLAYHOUSE! WE HAVE OUR GO GO DANCERS READY FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT!"
With a special cane that he had acquire just for today and wearing a fairly nice, elegant, and sharp black tuxedo, he pointed his cane over to the entrance of the place.
"YOU WILL NOT REGRET YOUR EXPERIENCE HERE AT FUN HOUSE!"
Keech was a man of money money money! Anything he could to acquire money for the organization is what he enjoyed doing the most of! He spotted Casca right away and knew who she was. She was the mentor of the big boss. He wobbled his way over to her.
"HEY HEY, CASCA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! It's a been a while hasn't it?"
He looked over to Gita and based on the facial features and such, he knew who he was. He chuckled and placed his hips on his waistline.
"You must be Gita right? Our newest member to the organization. Come on you two step inside. We got to protect our business."
Gita was the first to enter and looked at all the fun things that everyone could possibly do. It was a fun house! The kids had the bouncy balls, the adults had the entertainment of the go go dancers and other casino like activities. So much to do so much time on their hands. The entrance fee was enough to cover all the expeensives that took to do all this. Just when Gita had seen it all, two sisters in particular started their acts with flipping around and doing all these acrobatic moves, Gita was so excited! After these two sisters were done with their routine, they approached Gita. Shymer was the more confident one of the sisters and approached Gita with a confident smile and playful seductive attitude.
"Whose this new handsome face and member of our new crew? Keech you didn't tell me and my sister about him?"
Keech chuckled in forgetfulness as he scratched the back of his head.
"I was just so busy organizing this event I simply had forgotten is all."
Then the blue one had approached Gita and completely the opposite of her sister.
"Hello there Gita, my name is Gleem."
Gleem was obviously nervous when it came to meeting new people and kept touching her index fingers with one another as she thought about the next thing to say but was just too nervous to say anything of the sort. Her sister then budded in, in order to make the situation less awkward for her sister.
"Well, if you both need anything else, we will be on our way to continue to entertain the crowd."
The sisters had indeed made more than enough money on their stunts that it almost paid for more than half of what it cost to rent this place.
Gita looked to Casca and smiled.
"Looks like a neat set of friends you got here Casca."
From the shadows of this fine establishment, were a group of mobsters that weren't happy about this place one bit. The truth of the matter was, that these folks were making so much more money than they were! They waited before they could start their plans on attacking the establishment. For now they settled to blend into the crowd, drinking with the folks and whatnot.
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Post by Casca on Jul 19, 2019 3:10:21 GMT -6
“Open for Business” 24/6 Going in for the embrace, the two had hammed it out as they both believed the other dead. “ I like the new look,” Casca said as her center of gravity returned to her. Eyeing the Namekian’s new garb, the Saiyan felt a little silly in her retro, shoulder pad armor. But it was pretty much her comfort animal, so it never really left her, ever! Burying her hands in the neck of that armor, Casca looked to get more comfortable as it was a little spooky with a bunch of little Satan’s scurrying around at night. One of the little devils, no more than nine or ten, ran right through the Saiyan. Having after-imaged out of the way, Casca reentered the scene to scream like the aging fine wine she was becoming. “ Stop it little Satans! I will shut down this park by myself if you don’t start walking!” Opening her eyes, the young woman took notice. No longer seeing any children running around in Hercule costumes, as was the park’s theme, Casca came face to face with her mom! Not the Madani monarch, even though Casca felt like her mother a moment ago, snapping at the first sight of chaos and only stopping short of chastising their language, but the child’s mother. With her anger bar understandably maxed out, the mother let the Saiyan have it, hitting her with her purse relentlessly as a familiar voice came over the park’s public broadcast system. Everyone stopped talking, even Gita, as the park remained still for Keech’s announcement. FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT!The park was free to breathe again as the Syndicate member signed off. On the ground and covering her face, Casca waited for the beating to begin again. Nothing happened for a second or two as the Saiyan remained in the fetal position. Afraid to open her eyes after what happened last time, the young woman blinked her eyes open as a means of safety, not wanting to lose an eye to the mother of Satan. YOU’LL NOT REGRET … [IT]Coast clear, the Saiyan brushed off her old clothes as she stood next to her sharply dressed teammates. “ It has, it has,” she reminisced as she embraced the Syndicate’s most trusted advisor as if its been years since they last met. But, the man quite literally, lays eggs of gold, every business adventure was a success. Why would Casca question his efforts now? “ Good to see you too, Birdman,” she kids. She had a soft spot for Keech, having broken into his office by accident on several occasions. Thrilled everything was starting to come together at the right time, Casca followed the team down the rabbit hole and into the madhouse. Entering into the kind of atmosphere she thought could only be found on the Big Gamble, the Saiyan clapped her hands as they crisscrossed the central floor of all the entertainment. Pushing Gita and Keech along, Casca turned to give the look she was going to be watching Shymer, reminding her they all had a job to do. If Casca was going to have a working-holiday, they all were. “ Now that you have met the team,” the Saiyan said as she caught up to the two she showed up with, “ what do you think of our little faction? Remember you will be on call, even on vacations.” Standing at the stairs of one of Flip’s countless private suites, Casca led the tour into the finer life of the business. Soda on tap, a television with as many channels as there are planets, and twenty-four carrot looking-glasses as a keepsake for anyone who entered the loft. Grabbing a seat near the window, the young woman spied on the floor below, old school with her new gift. “ I will take my overtime as pay, Keech,” Casca said as the three began to get to work. |
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Post by Gita on Jul 19, 2019 3:38:36 GMT -6
Gita began to chuckle and laugh as he held his hand close to his stomach. He wasn't sure whether or not she was serious.
"Casca I have never once taken a vacation. Hehe."
Then they had went over to the loft and Gita's eyes had stared at amazement.
"We don't even have television on namek..if we do, I have never seen such luxuries before!"
He then grabbed the twenty four carrot glasses and placed it on himself with a cheese smily.
"What do you think of my look huh Casca! Don't I look. HIP!"
Gita was quick to change into a more fancier attire, a black suit with a golden handkerchief. He stood there like he was a model and with both his hands to his hips he smiled ahead like he was posing for a camera shot. Keech chuckled as he kept his hands to his back as Casca mentioned her overtime pay.
"Right right, you know I always pay my dues Casca."
The light and calming atmosphere had quickly gone dark. Gun fire, patrons screaming, and Gleem immediately rushing to where Casca and the others were.
"CASCA, KEECH, GITA! SHYMER HAS BEEN CAPTURED AND TAKEN FROM US!"
She spoke with intense fear within her chest and also with a tone of voice being soft and timid. The main criminals opposing the Fortuna, were a gang of fish known as "The Bass Enterprise." The organization had their leader already trying to take over the place with his men taking hostages and whatnot. Keech was more worried about the money he was going to lose in all this and with a frustrated look, he focused on Casca and Gita.
"TAKE CARE OF THEM!"
Shymer was nowhere to be found, the situation was probably that they took her just as an insurance policy just incase things went south. The main issue right now was to take care of these goons and their leader. Gita rushing out of the room and over to the main floor, looking at the goons with their replica of ak 47 except these were much more advance in technology. The spotted Gita's mutated style of appearance and freaked out by how ugly he was, fired their ki bullets straight at him. Dodging, weaving, and jumping into nearby cover. Gita kicked over a rather large pool table and hid behind it. His main focus now was to distract these guys while Casca took care of them.
He poked his head out every so often to the goons and spoke every single time he did.
"HEY IDIOTS."
ducks.
"YOU STINK."
ducks.
"YOUR MOTHER NEVER LOVED YOU."
ducks.
"I bet you-"
He had been shot in the chest as he flew back on the ground as one of the goons now walked over to his body and towered over him.
"You talk too much you freak of nature. Now it's time I take care of you!"
He stared at Gita's wound that was recovering in a matter of seconds.
"What the hell are you?!"
Gita spreading his legs wide opened, which caused the goon to fall to his feet as Gita rose to his and immediately sucker punching the man straight in the face. Which caused him to knock out on the spot as Gita picked up his weapon and began firing. Which caused the leader of the group to duck down behind cover. Gita dropping the weapon and awaited to see what Casca had in store for them.
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Post by Casca on Jul 20, 2019 12:50:08 GMT -6
"Open for Business" Now Closed Laughing with Gita as she looked at her watch, thinking she would never have a vacation either too if Keech had his way. Watching as her Namekian teammate donned the glasses, she actually thought he looked pretty cool. “ All you need is a tattoo on your chest, then I think you’d complete the look,” she jested as Gita’s fashion sense has been on fleek since joining the faction. The power to the madhouse was suddenly cut, the crowd left to the wolves as the lights went dark. Gunfire erupted across the floor below, sparking on release and on contact. Fired in wide-sweeping burstx, the bullets indented the ceiling as its infrastructure was weakened. Hearing the crowd cry out in panic, Casca was not surprised as what started as a work-related function spun into a sandstorm of gunfire. “ Got ‘em, boss,” the Saiyan said as she rolled out and signed the gesture for peace over her shoulder. Following her Namekian teammate back to the floor which they just occupied, she watched as a sea of Satan-inspired tourist ran to the doors. “ Keep ‘em busy for awhile, Gita. We have to help our paying customers,” Casca signaling to her partner as she threw up a Ki barrier between the assailants and their guests. Bracing her hands against the barrier, the Saiyan pooled her strength as held the shield in place against the gunfire. “ We are no longer open for business,” she huffed to the people flooding the exit behind her, “ tell your friends you enjoyed your experience though, a five-star rating will help us a lot.” Pulled back to the action as she heard: “ What the hell are you?” Casca after-imaged before Gita, catching the punch aimed at him as he healed. Her teammate tripped the man to the ground as they traded places, firing a sucker punch, knocking the man out on impact. “ We da Syndicate and don’t forget it,” Casca spat, putting a boot on the downed man’s chest as Gita picked up his gun and started firing. Not knowing the Namekian was actually going to fire the gun until she heard it, the Saiyan lifted off the ground as she was startled she was the one being fired at. Flying full speed through the ceiling of the madhouse, Casca could only imagine what the cost would be when she heard the damage report from Keech. Reaching the eclipse of her journey, the Saiyan circled back. Igniting her Ki around her, Casca caused a meteoric fall that split the sky in two, metaphorically. Summoning all the power she could, the Saiyan pulled her right arm, streaking to the ground like lightning about to deliver the thunder. “ Draaaggoon,” she called out, warning her teammate of her intentions. The Golden Ki from her body embraced her momentarily before radiating from her arm as she closed the distance between her and the madhouse. “ Fii—,” Casca retracted her statement as her eyes quickly examined the new factor to the equation! In a matter of a split-second, the Saiyan, from great heights, could see there was one more patron in the joint, her nephew! “ It is me! Gio,” Casca yelled as she tried to grab his attention. Careening off course so she would not cause him any harm, the Saiyan crashed through the ceiling of the building but in a new location, thudding to the floor as she crashed into the children’s play-pen thing. Giovanni Madani raced from his hiding spot somewhere behind Gita around the time when he dropped the fully spent weapon. Holding his hand through the rubble, Casca had the pleasure to talk to him as her face remained free. “ What are you doing here,” she said as she gripped her human nephew’s hand. “ I didn’t know you liked [Hercule] Satan?” “ I don’t,” Gio said as he helped remove the debris, “ I just came here to laugh at the people, its fun. For, it is me —,” Casca cut him off as she embraced him, being free of the rubble. “ Good to see you, Gio. Go home, say hi to the other Madanis' for me,” the Saiyan said as she ruffled the boy’s hair and sent him on his way. She meant to have a solo with the boy, riding rides and enjoying the amusement park, but that would have to wait, she thought. Powering up once again, Casca faced her teammate, nodding as she went back to her job. “ You got the two on the right, I got the ones on the left,” she called as she gained momentum. Lifting her body into the air to perform an area of effect kick to disperse the few she was responsible for, she found the time to look to see what Gita would do? |
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Post by Gita on Jul 30, 2019 2:54:56 GMT -6
The massive attack that she had ignited had caused the entire ground to shake. Heavy smoke filled the scenery for a brief moment as Gita had made it just behind cover. The goons in which the leader had which were spread around the area all had dropped to the ground and dropping their weapons. The attack was indeed strong which had put fear into the faces of the goons who began to storm off in a panic out of fear. The leader shout at his men with a violent tone in his voice which caused the goons to return to the battlefield and grabbing their guns. Firing straight at the cover of both Casca and then at Gita.
Gita was quick to fly into the air and perform a raspberry face at all of the losers who were down below.
"HEY YOU SUCKERS!"
Gita evading all of the incoming bullets and being a means of distraction for Casca. Then the leader was sick of these games and decided to reveal himself from cover, firing a straight bullet into Gita's thighs and lower wing, which caused him to drop to the ground and now on his back. The leader was quick to continue firing straight at Gita, who was now summoning up just enough space for a giant shield to block the incoming fire. From the looks of it, the shield appeared to be not strong enough to take the full assault and it would only be a matter of time before it broke.
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