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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 16, 2018 13:10:53 GMT -6
|I Want YOU for the Pride Troopers!| BELLADONNA'S BASE PL: 4,000
BELLADONNA'S CURRENT PL: 8,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | PL MULTIPLIERS: None |
North City was a wonderful place. Bella’s home away from home, the city streets and countless shops were where she felt most comfortable these days. Whether it was sun or rain that leapt down from the sky she found her spirits high. There was just something about the hustle and bustle of city life that helped to fuel her. All this aside, she was not so blind to see that her city suffered from the same thing as so many others, a “downtown.”
By design or by environment, each and every city always developed a section that was considered the least savory. While the range of the word varied from place to place, it was often hand in hand with the dangerous part of town. Rundown buildings, sketchy individuals and higher crime rates, each of these places was in constant need of attention. Today, on this chilly but sunny evening, Bella was the one that chose to give it her attention. She didn’t patrol it streets or check its back alleys, no. The energetic redhead was here to try and find the good in those so commonly associated with the bad.
Although she was still in the process of locating a new establishment to house the Pride Troopers, that didn’t mean she still wasn’t concerned with bolstering their ranks. On a side street, laden with those returning home from work, Bella attempted to hand out fliers. Very similar to the ones spilled all over the street days before, this stack of papers was held tightly in her left arm, one copy in her right so that she could offer it to those interested. Dressed in her button down shirt, black pants and PT emblazoned jacket, she tried to spread the word. The only problem was, no one seemed to give two hoots.
”How about you, Sir? Care to hear a little bit about the PT?” She asked of a lanky fellow as he attempted to step his way around her. Arm extended in an attempt to hand over her flier, the only reaction that came her way was a cold glare, lipstick coated lips curled into a scowl. Oops, that was a woman!
Wincing at the realization she let that one go, realizing it was likely on her that time. Bella recovered quickly though and moved onto the next, but this man (and she was sure this time) wanted nothing to do with her. Heck, he even pretended not to hear her. Momentary pout on her face she then moved to the next and the next…and the next. Each interaction was one sided, her peppy attitude lost on these folks either because of their exhaustion from a hard day’s work or their lack of care. It had to be the former, right?
The young woman refused to admit defeat. No matter how grumpy or how disinterested people appeared to be, she wasn’t about to relent. There was good to be found here. Amongst the dirty faces and grumbles there had to be someone she could get through to, some diamond in the rough. All it took was effort and she would find them. In her heart she knew she was correct. People were born good, there was no way that wasn’t true. Determined to prove it she approached another prospect.
”And how about you? Would you be interested in joining the Pride Troopers? I assure you there is plenty of excitement to be found in the hunt for justice.”
Her voice raised a little to try and catch his attention, the fellow she spoke to already past her and on his way towards the upcoming crosswalk. She wasn’t going to let this one ignore her completely. Even a “No” would suffice, at least it was acknowledgement. Stepping after the dark skinned fellow, his long strides threatening to allow him a quick escape, Bella waved the paper in her hand. So zealous in her attempt to spread the world, his 8 foot frame didn’t even cause her to hesitate.
TAGS: Majin Mumbo
OOC NOTES:
KP 3/3
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 17, 2018 3:59:54 GMT -6
Thread Power Level: 8,500 | Dai Majin Active! Current PL: 8,500 OFF/ 25,500 DEF
The seedy part of North City.
Mumbo frowned as he passed the crosswalk, hands glumly stuffed in the pockets of his pinstripe slacks. It wasn't often that the beast of a Majin felt down, but this was the worse he'd ever felt. Even his old self, the scrawny annoying depressed thing, had never been so heartbroken. You see, Mumbo had lost a bet.
A bet about his favorite film series.
There was news of a reboot brewing. A terrible, horrible, hollywood-schlock reboot. He didn't want to believe it. When the news blared on the radio of the bar he was accosting, he was furious. Furious enough even that he made a bet with the whole bar. It was a rumor and that's all, and if it weren't, he'd buy the whole bar a round. He stayed in the bar for hours, the patrons he'd wagered against waiting with baited breath as the bartender carted a small TV out of the backroom and connected his computer to it.
They watched dozens of videos. Until eventually the trailer was uploaded. It was real. And it looked like crap.
Mumbo had to beat up a lot of people to wriggle his way out of that bet. Now his arms were tired, and his hopes dashed. This day couldn't get worse, right?
He almost didn't notice the girl chasing him. Distracted with his own thoughts so much, it took a bit of effort to actually register what she'd said. Pride Troopers? Why did the name sound familiar? Hadn't he beaten up someone with Maple that used that name?
The Majin turned, his deeply red eyes defeated yet foreboding, and took the flyer. He pretended to read for a good few seconds, before quickly ripping the thing in half, and stuffing the two pieces into his mouth. With a quick swallow, it was gone, and Mumbo was still sad.
"No tanks, Kid. Now scram."
Hopefully that'd be enough to get her to knock it off. He really hoped so. He wasn't even in the mood to punch someone today, so a fight wouldn't be much fun.
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 17, 2018 22:06:37 GMT -6
He took it!
The large fellow, a Majin of all things, was the first one that actually accepted a flier and gave it a look. Although slightly lacking in artistic design, the brochure was well laid out and with the Pride Troopers emblem at the top and bottom it gave it a somewhat official look. Proud of it, she was pleased to at least hear someones thoughts on her work and the PT. Anxiously she awaited his response.
She didn’t have to wait long.
Apparently he held no interest. He didn’t speak those words at first, but his actions made it as clear as day. In a shockingly rude display the Majin ripped her hard work in two and stuffed it into his mouth. Aware that his kind could have strange tastes, she hadn’t expected that.
Now honestly, should he have left it at the outright refusal, their conversation would be over. Just like the rest of the people who chose to refuse or ignore, she would have moved on. The fact he ate her flier is what pushed it a little too far. She never wanted to be mean, but she was confident enough to stick up for herself.
”Hey, no reason to be so rude about it. I put a lot of work into that yah know? How would you feel if someone disrespected your hard work?”
She questioned as her empty hand went to her hip. Should he attempt to walk away from her or outright ignore her, Bell would follow. In fact her shorter legs quickened her pace so that she was ahead of him. There she came to a stop. Neck craned back a little to look up at him, the red head met his eyes with her own. It wasn’t an attempt to hound him or pester, only to make sure he understood her feelings had been hurt.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 18, 2018 18:46:06 GMT -6
Mumbo kept walking, even as the girl flagged him down, and even still when she started talking. It wasn't until she put herself right in front of him that he was forced to stop. Not that he wouldn't have minded bowling her over, but with how his day was going, he wouldn't be surprised if she was some super-powered bozo like that human kid from a few days ago, or worse still, like that Namekian from two nights back.
"Yeh? And whadya tink you know 'bout hard work? Sittin here slingin' fliers for yer girl scouts or whatevah da hell you call yourselfs today ain't hard. You know what's real hard, sweetie? Hearin' some bad news. And lemme tell ya I heard some NASTY news tonight."
His fists clenched, more on instinct than with intent.
"I suggest you take da hint and scram."
He waited, but not patiently. He could smell something about her. It was faint, but it reminded him of Maple. Was she a Demon, too? A good-loving Demon? The kind Maple hated? Maybe punching this one wasn't such a bad idea.
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 19, 2018 9:38:52 GMT -6
Well this fellow as just a grump. There was no other way around it. Bad day or not, it wasn’t right to push such negativity on others. Bella stood her ground before the large Majin, not even noticing his clenched fists as she maintained eye contact. This was the problem with the world. Anger and hate spread like a plague and strangers treated strangers poorly for little or no reason. Beyond her desire for justice she hoped to see kindness spread to all people.
”Oh, it isn’t hard? What do you think dealing with rude people is, hmm?” She shot back with just a little venom in her voice. The redhead’s goal wasn’t to get in an argument here on the street, but she wasn’t about to let him walk all over her verbally or in any other form.
”I’ll “scram” if you just apologize for ripping up my flier. I am sorry to hear that you had a bad day, but that you shouldn’t be so mean because of it. What if someone like me could offer you help or make your day better? You wouldn’t even now because you were unwilling to even treat me with respect.”
Hand still on her hip as she spoke, Bella kept her tone level, but firm enough to show she was serious. Again, she was in general a nice girl, but she was proud of her work as well.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 19, 2018 23:22:54 GMT -6
"Huh? Apologize? You gave me da damn ting. Traded ownership. It was rightfully mine's, so I did wit it what I wished." Mumbo chuckled. That sounded smart enough. Maybe she'd finally give up the ghost and peddle her niceties elsewhere.
But there was an issue outstanding through all this. Mumbo had been stopped, yes, but Bella had stopped him at the edge of the crosswalk. While she stood safely on the sidewalk, he was caught in the right turning lane, and the light had turned green. Neither of them had even noticed, and there was a good chance neither of them would have, if the car horn hadn't started honking.
"CAN'T YOU'S SEE I'M TRYNA HAVE A CONVERSATION!!"
Eye twitching, he turned and slammed his fist into the hood of the car, ruining the engine and lifting the back-end upward, and sending the driver rocketing into the sky! Mumbo's rage faded, replaced by a sense of calm. I guess Convertibles are killer, ain't they?
Nearby onlookers yelped and shrieked in fear, while a few others brought up phones and cameras to record the hulking beast.
He turned back to Bella, and simply loomed.
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 20, 2018 11:16:24 GMT -6
Bella’s jaw dropped open slightly at his response. That whole “possession is nine tenths of the law” argument wasn’t about to work on her. I mean she was passing them out, but he could have just handed it back to her! Finding herself surprisingly flustered with his overall attitude she felt she couldn’t just let this go. Unfortunately her disbelief in how rude this Majin was being had led to a second problem. Her refusal to move aside ultimately interfering with a man’s drive home and like her, his patience had grown thin.
While her offender responded with a shout, Bella jumped when the horn blared. Relatively easy to spook, the young woman almost dropped the stack of papers in her arm as a result. Thankfully able to keep the stack from tipping, her eyes were back on the car the moment Mumbo’s fist connected with the hood. Steel groan and metal bent as the poor automobile took the blow, its shocked driver launched into the air.
See, that’s why you wear a seatbelt.
Those gathered around them, whether by chance or because of the growing confrontation between the two, did exactly what the majority of society did, pulled out their phones to record. She on the other hand took to the air without hesitation, aura flaring around her as she shot up after him. Launched at impressive speed she was still able to catch him and by the belt of his pants, stop his momentum. Fliers clutched to her chest in one arm and fingers of the other wrapped securely around his belt, she dropped back down. Plopping the man on the ground near his smoking car, she turn and set her stack down in the back seat.
It was likely that Mumbo was already on the sidewalk, the red headed obstruction no longer in his path, but he wasn’t going to get to walk away.
”Hey! You can’t do something like that and just walk away! Was that car yours to destroy as well?” She shouted as she stomped after him. When she was able to catch up a hand actually reached out to grasp his wrist and with enough force to halt him, but no intent to injure, she attempted to whirl him around. Should she be able to do so, both hands were now firmly planted on her hips and her amber eyes narrowed up at him.
”You’re going to need to pay for that, oh, and apologize.”
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 20, 2018 21:20:07 GMT -6
Bella's first instinct was to save the dude who went airborne. Typical of a goodie like her. Mumbo wracked his brain for a moment as he walked onto the sidewalk. It'd definitely make Maple happy if he fought this chick, and if it made Maple happy, it'd probably make Mumbo happy too. Hell, maybe he was in the mood for fighting! One of the Majin's knuckles popped audibly, and his scowl turned to a smirk. This day wasn't too bad after all.
A few onlookers snapped pictures of Bella's miraculous rescue, with one or two bystanders cheering her on. "Go get that bozo!" one shouted from behind his camera.
The Demon of Hope gripped Mumbo's wrist tightly, a stern expression on her face as she spoke. Mumbo was awestruck. Most heroes would have started swinging already, or at least tried to monologue for a bit. Bella was still in argument-mode, though. She sounded more like an upset girlfriend than a hero about to lay down some justice. Mumbo's eyes glanced over to the car, then back to the Pride Trooper.
"Uhh... Right. Sorry ma'am. Do you take cash or... CREDDIT!"
Suddenly, the Majin's neck elongated, jutting forward and aiming to headbutt Belladonna. Surely the blow would be enough to disorient her, and if it did, Mumbo would follow up by trying to send his fist right into her gut.
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 21, 2018 11:11:26 GMT -6
Whether there was an audience or not, Bella would not let him walk away. Her big heart is what lead her to join the Pride Troopers and it was that same heart that provided her courage to physically take hold of the large Majin. Unfortunately, heart and intention don’t translate to skill on a one to one ratio. Koban provided her with training, but her real world experience with fighting was limited and she paid for it as Mumbo reached the end of his rope.
The thwack of his forehead into hers was likely picked up on ever camera that currently filmed. To her credit she only stagger back a single step, right leg going back before she planted it to maintain her balance. Sadly for her, that moment of confusion left her stomach wide open. With a grunt she took the fist to the belly, the force enough to double her smaller frame over slightly. Sucking a little wind from that one as her eyes widened, she was experienced enough to know she couldn’t just curl up, never mind the fact this punk needed a good helping of justice.
From her doubled over position she lurched forward, arms leaving her stomach and coming up around the Majin’s waist as she looked to throw her shoulder into his abdomen in return. Honestly unsure if she could take the 8 foot monster to the ground her goal was to take him farther down the street instead, away from the crowd that had gathered. Suffering blows herself was fine with her, but she didn’t want any bystanders getting hurt.
Her legs initiated the awkward tackle, but Ki took over as she took flight. Putting her full strength into the attempt, she would try and shove him backwards down the sidewalk. With the position she was in her head poked around his side to allow her a clear view of any obstacles, mainly people, which might be in the way. Should there be an individual or group she couldn’t avoid, her last choice left was up. Whatever happened, despite her best efforts, she realized he didn’t want to hear what she had to say.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 21, 2018 19:06:47 GMT -6
A sly smirk crossed Mumbo's face. His strike landed clean, and the girl was definitely reeling. All he needed to do now was blast her with some Ki, maybe taunt her a few more times and eat some more fliers, then--
Now he was being moved.
He looked down, watching in bewilderment as his body slid across the street, propelled by Bella despite her pain. She had some tolerance for punishment alright, maybe even as much as Mumbo!
"Ey Honey! If you wanted to make dis a private dance, why didn'cha jus say so!"
As they flew, Mumbo attempted to grip Bella by her mid-section, before pulling her up and over his head. He'd take the both of them far, far away, past the busy districts and the honking cars in the intersections, and attempt to suplex the Pride Trooper into an abandoned alleyway across town. The landing would be harsh, but there was no way a girl as sturdy as her would go down from just that.
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 22, 2018 13:44:19 GMT -6
Yes! He was moving!
Ahh! She was moving!
Initially her plan worked to perfection. Down the street the two of them went, his booted feed skidded across the sidewalk as she pushed him backwards. That was until his large arms wrapped their way around her waist and up she went. Turned slightly upside-down as he gained control, she could at least be thankful he chose to move away to a less populated area. Kicking wildly as they shot off towards the empty alleyway, she found herself unable to rip free of his strong grip. What she wasn’t thankful for, was the way he slammed her to the pavement as they arrived.
An audible grunt escaped the redhead as she hit the hard ground. With a bounce she hit again and several rolls later she was on her back, looking up at the darkening sky. Ow. Still, she was a durable girl and although she definitely felt the blows, the surprise of the first two is what had left her flat footed. One last roll took her back to her stomach and from there she shoved to her feet. White shirt ruined thanks to her tumble across the dirty ground, she leveled a glare at him.
”Well at least you have respect for something.” She assumed he moved them to avoid the crowd. That was probably partially true, more for freedom of movement than any concern. Streaked with grime and dirt, hair already a mess, she took the offensive. Chest heaving a little she leapt towards him, no real tact behind the attack, but a head-on attempt. Right arm cocked back, it snapped forward at the last second for a hook to his chin, sheen of blue Ki coating her knuckles at the last second.
The technique was one recently mastered in her last training session with Koban. Nothing flashy, the empowered strike put her Ki to use. The Captain had been proud of her for the minor success, but she wasn’t looking for any praise here. Instead she wanted to knock this burly fellow for a loop. She would show him what the Pride Troopers were made of.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 23, 2018 7:31:57 GMT -6
As the duo made contact, a rumble shook the city block. Citizens skipped a step, cars bounced viciously, and a fellow crook lost their footing just long enough for their mugging victim to escape with ease. Maybe Mumbo was an accidental hero to someone out there now.
"Heh. Whatevah helps ya sleep at night, Kid."
Suddenly, the girl charged, her fist readied. It glowed a dull blue, and as it snapped forward, it easily clocked Mumbo in the jaw! He stumbled back, head snapped upward. For a moment, he paused a few steps away, before jutting forward, aiming to slam his knee into Bella's own chin. Okay, so maybe he played up the damage a bit, but was that so bad? The hit had heart behind it, and it was hard to allow himself to shrug it off without feeling guilty.
Whether or not she took his counterattack, Mumbo wouldn't press on. Instead, he took a moment to snap his jaw back into place. It had been dented upward from her fist; impermanent damage, especially for a Majin, but it didn't make the strike any less painful.
"You's got some energy control, huh? Not bad. I guess one of dose Zookeepah's taught ya's, amirite?"
Mumbo cracked his knuckles, rolling his neck as he waited for her next move. He didn't mind letting her wear herself out.
Mumbo takes the damage head-on! It was a little over 11% of his PL in case you were wondering.
3/3 KP
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 24, 2018 10:33:13 GMT -6
Yes!
Bella felt her knuckles connect and the Majin’s strange flesh give with the impact. This fellow was larger than her, but she expected the blow to at least take him off of his feet. When all that she got was a stagger, the redhead couldn’t help from letting her eyes widen. A horrible poker player she nearly found herself flat footed a second time as he attempted to repay the favor.
Narrowly able to avoid the blow, her maneuver was a stumble more than it was a dodge. In Mumbo’s eyes it would be clear as the girl toppled backwards and fell to her butt. In a bad spot for the moment, she was just as confused as she was glad when he didn’t come after her.
”Zookeepers?” Bella questioned as she scampered back to her feet. What was he talking about?
Regardless if he explained or not, she went back on the offensive. Unaware just how durable the Majin was, her strategy remained the same.
Instead of forward attack like the first one, the redhead bolted to her right. Hand grasping an old pallet long ago abandoned in the side street, a flick of her wrist sent the rotted wood sailing towards him. Coming in behind the distraction she went low, left leg snapping out as her foot cut the air on its way towards his ankles. She wished to take his legs out from under him and topple him to the pavement.
No Techs used. +1 KP
3/3KP remaining, yah know since I forgot to list the N1 I used last post.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 24, 2018 22:26:45 GMT -6
"Yeh. Zookeepahs. Da Z-Fightahs, Ego Soldiahs, Space Police, and now you dang Pride Troopahs, yer all da same. Just keepin' da zoo like da goodie-goodies you are. Least dat's wat Maple says."
Bella was the first to commence combat again. She darted forward, before bouncing to the right. With a quick motion, the girl pulled a large pallet from the ground and swung it for Mumbo. He brought his forearm up quickly, allowing the planks of wood to crack and splinter against his skin. Some of the rotted pallet dug into his skin, but he didn't mind much. What he minded more was he follow-up.
"Whuh?!"
The Pride Snoozer snapped her leg forward, sweeping Mumbo off his feet expertly. He hit the ground hard, denting the concrete with his landing. Before she could take advantage, though, he aimed his mouth right for her, and released a massive beam of white Ki. The force of the blast sent Mumbo backward, sliding across the dirty alleyway while his beam tore through the air toward Bella.
Should the attack hit, she'd be in a bad spot for sure. Nothing a Pride Trooper couldn't handle, but it'd put her one step closer to defeat. Either way, the moment his beam subsided, he'd hop to his feet, tensing his muscles to pop the wood spikes out of his forearm.
Fired [N1] Cannoli Cannon!
33% Power for a damage potential of: 2,805!
2/3 KP
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on Feb 25, 2018 22:32:58 GMT -6
Dislike authority much? Recent actions taken into account, he clearly wasn’t the friendly or lawful type. The assault on her was solid evidence of that. What was most interesting though was the name dropped, at least she assumed it was the name of a companion of this Majin’s. No time to think about it now, she did allow herself a small smile as he dropped down to the asphalt. Okay, got him off his feet...
The creatures maw opened and although he didn’t speak, he interrupted her thoughts just the same. A beam erupted from the opening and still close to him, there was no way for her to avoid it.
Right into her chest, she felt the heat of the energy as it tossed her backwards. Down the alleyway she went, through the air for half a dozen yards before hitting with an audible thud. A short slide followed as the cellphone in her pocket skidded off to her right, somehow not shattered from the impact.
As she came to a stop with a grunt, smoke rising from the singed front of her shirt she didn’t make the move to get up. Several long blinks helped her gather her thoughts as she sat there. Down the side street she heard the slap of feet to the pavement and off to the side she heard her phone vibrating against the ground, the name “Mom” flashing on the screen.
A glance confirmed her fears as she saw the Majin back on his feet. Save minor cuts from from the splintered wood, he looked to be just fine. Man he was tough, but she couldn’t give up.
”If you’re saying Earth is a zoo, then you don’t know the majority of its people. You’re the only animal here.” She shot back with a smirk, confident that was a solid insult. Bella gave her arms a shake and her neck a roll before stepping to the side to retrieve the vibrating device, eyes on him as she looked to take a moment to still her heaving chest.
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