Death Wish | OPEN Jul 20, 2019 10:01:54 GMT -6
Post by Chromo on Jul 20, 2019 10:01:54 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 10 (SUPPRESSION / 150k BASE)
Chromo's brown eyes met the surface of the glassy, orange orb. A Dragon Ball, right in front of him... It was good to know they actually did exist- he'd almost given up hope after spending weeks searching without any success.
He'd found the Three-Star Dragon Ball a few days back, and clung to the sphere like glue ever since. The beetle grew even more solitary- hiding from the sight and bolting at the slightest sounds now that he had one of the mystical artifacts in his possession, lest someone try to steal it from him. As quickly as he'd found a glimmer of hope, though, it began to fade. How would he manage to get the rest of the Dragon Balls...?
When gathered together, it was claimed the seven spheres summoned a mighty dragon to grant whatever wish one pleased. The Eternal Dragon, from what he'd gathered through eavesdropping, was worshipped and said to be connected to a shrine in the Maima Region.
And in front of him was certainly a statue of a dragon. "Wow." Chromo chirped. "Are dragons supposed to be that muscley...?" He eyed the stone construct up and down. Most dragons in movies and games he'd seen were a lot sleeker with wings- but the monument of the dragon in front of him matches the menacing description. Chromo gulped, taking another step forwards to the statue. "Well, uh, mister Porunga sir..." His tone was quieter- submissive and oddly respectful.
From a nearby bush, Chromo dragged out his prized Dragon Ball. "I-I have one of your things! I'm still working on the rest, but..." Chromo sighed. He'd heard that this Porunga was godlike- some deity to the Namekians. The Dragon of Dreams, some said. The whole religious thing was hard for the naive child to process, but he could at least wrap his head around the idea of some higher power guiding people, somehow. With all the bad that had happened, he wouldn't be surprised if some evil dragon had cursed him instead...
"W-well, don't worry! I'll be sure to give you all your thingies, safe and sound!" Chromo proclaimed to the inanimate object, puffing out his chest in pride. However, he'd slump again as his confident bravado faded. "I just..." He was talking to a rock. A rock! But what if the rock was actually the dragon?! "...You're s'possed to be some super strong god guy, or something, I think?" It was still hard to fully understand. "If you're sleeping that's fine, b-but..."
Chromo sat on the grass with another whine. From beneath his wing, the beetle pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. He cradled it gently, but couldn't bring himself to look at the writing again. "...this is stupid..." He was coming to this holy Porunga guy after all the bad he did. What was he thinking...? "If you could, like... Make sure everything turns out okay, I guess, somehow, if that's cool..." He didn't care how at this point- he just wanted things to go back to the happy way they were. "That'd be nice and I would be very t-thankful, mister Porunga sir!" The loud, bloodthirsty monster that nearly destroyed West City chirped quietly, sliding the paper back into hiding and wrapping his arms around the Dragon Ball.
...Though he was quick to shove the sphere back into hiding in the bushes, hurriedly throwing it into a burrow he made before covering it with dirt. Who knew if anyone else was out here, after all...
[UT1] SUGARCOAT suppresses Chromo's PL to 10.
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