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Post by Om-Yogu on Sept 5, 2019 15:32:49 GMT -6
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Everything went dark for Yogu for a while. Then his surroundings came into view and everything was incredibly blurry. He heard a lot of screaming. And he heard his parents for a split second, which confused him a lot. Then Nashi. Then the members of the Crimson Strikers, which was a big shock to hear. There was also Chime, that Nashua lady, and pretty much everyone he had met in the past year and a half. He couldn't make out what they were saying and couldn't tell if they were even real. It was just a bunch of whispering. Their voices started to rise and it became a garbled mess. Even then he still couldn't make out what they were saying. It was just a bunch of gibberish to Yogu. It got louder and louder until he felt like his eardrums were going to pop. He wanted to see what was going on, but no matter how hard he tried to focus on what was in front of him, the blur never went away. Yogu was pretty sure he had yelled out for the voices to stop but they didn't listen. Just more and more screaming. And just when Yogu was sure he had reached the breaking point the voices suddenly stopped and everything went black again. " OKAY WHAT THE HELL IS GOIN oooon- AHHHHHH!" Yogu felt the sensation of falling, but he wasn't. He was remaining still as when he regained consciousness. That didn't stop him from feeling a rush of panic. Yogu's vision was spinning now and he was sure he was going to puke. But then everything went dark again and the sensation came to an abrupt stop. " Wh-What...? I-Is this real hell?! How'd I even get here?! All I remember was climbin' that stupid mountain in Hell and then... I don't know." Why was he spouting all of this exposition?! He wasn't talking to anyone. Or was he? Maybe whatever was above the kais themselves were listening to him right now. But that would be silly. No one could be above the Kais! Right? And where was he? Could it be possible that he was outside of reality itself right now?! Who he was talking to or where he was stopped mattering because a few seconds later he was suddenly face down on the ground. Yogu felt a lot of pain. It felt like every bone in his body had been crushed and just suddenly healed. " Ugh... What the hell happened?! WHERE AM I- Oh... Oh my freakin' kais..." He looked around, and saw that he was on the side of the road in what looked like a dry desert. " H-HOLY SHIT! Holy shit I know this desert! This is on Earth! I-I'm on Earth! I WAS REVIVED, WASN'T I?! That crazy bastard Oboe really did it! HAHAHA!" Then Yogu came to a sudden realization. " Wait... Wouldn't I be on Namek?" He looked around, and he was definitely not on Namek. Then he looked down. He didn't have legs. " WHAT THE HELL?! WHERE'D MY LEGS GO?!" At Yogu's hips, his body ended into a cloud shape with a point at the exact end. " I-I'M A GHOST?! AHHHHHH!" It felt like Yogu let out a scream that could be heard for hundreds of miles. " How the HELL did I leave Hell?! Wh-What?! ...Okay I need to calm down and think. This is my chance. I can uhh... I can find Nashi! Yeah! A-And then we can find the Dragon Balls on Earth! YEAH! I can get revived! HAHAHA! The Kais above just gave me a second chance, to get things fixed by my own hard work! I don't need to rely on some Guru guy to fix my problems for me anymore! This is gonna be AWESOME!" Yogu floats off the ground, before turning into a bullet train! He kicks up a big streak of sand and dust through the desert. " Alright... I think I'm in the fortuneteller's desert... That means West City isn't too far away! I just have to pass Fukurou Forest to get there and... WAIT THE LOOKOUT IS REALLY CLOSE! I can go see Chime and everyone else!" The idea of seeing his friends again brought a tear to Yogu's eye. " L-Let's DO THIS!"
OOC: Ghostboi is finally home after all this time guys. |
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Post by Mollusc on Sept 5, 2019 21:51:31 GMT -6
Mollusc felt it as he meditated. A Power flicking from one point then appearing. Mollusc was unsure what to think when he felt the flicker at first but it stayed around. It was not someone powering up and down. There was something who just appeared out of nowhere. Mollusc opened his eyes looking up at the beating sun? He would have thought it was just the heat getting to him but as a ghost, he could not feel any of that. Mollusc got to his feet dusting himself off as he turned to where the power could be felt. He could even hear a scream from the distance. Mollusc floated up and blasted off flying towards the power at fast as he could to see what it was.
Mollusc landed in front of Yogu sand billowing around him as he looked up to see the warrior was not normal at all. He was a ghost just like him. A shocked look appeared on Mollusc's face. How had this man died and came back like him? Who was and why was he so strong. He didn't look like he was using that much strength though there was no way to tell for sure. Mollusc jaw was nearly dropped but slowly he recovered himself enough to speak "How?" Mollusc said calmly looking towards Yogu seriously. "How did you come back from the dead? That is not something you just do. I would know I am a ghost just like you but I have no idea why I came back." Maybe Yogu had an answer. Maybe he had finally found the answer to his problem.
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Post by Maple on Sept 8, 2019 16:43:45 GMT -6
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Maple liked taking trips to Fortuneteller’s Desert. It was an old stomping ground of his, way back when the pyramids were first being raised. Those were the good ol’ days. Maple thought as he flew over a sandblown remnant of one. Back when people worshiped snakes and took the power of evil seriously. Here he was, flying through the desert with an umbrella crooked over his shoulder, when he came across a pair of ghosts. It was nobody Maple knew, but their spiritual energies were so big he almost dropped from the sky in shock. That was another nice thing about the good ol’ days -- there weren’t all these mammoth powers floating around! Deciding to butt-in since he liked ghosts, Maple hurried down to meet them, blasting fast as he could blast, his keen ears picking up what Mollusc asked.
“I’ll tell ya why you came back!” Maple blurted, landing in a puff of sand and lowering his now-upended umbrella. “Hi!” He gasped, out of breath from his hurtling approach. “I’m Maple Moonshi, magician and ghost aficionado.” Rearing his shoulders, he took in another loud breath, panting. “It’s uh, sort of a hobby.” He wiggled two fingers at both the ghosts. “Are ah, you two friends? Ghost-friends?” He glanced at them both. Maple cleared his throat and flung the umbrella away before putting his arms akimbo. “Nice whiskers," He said to Mollusc, smiling. "Anyways, you two are here because you are in an endless cycle of doom. A terrible, ear-wrecking song on loop, a song of uh -- you know, pure, pure misery. And ya know who put you in this disaster track? I’ll tell ya who! The Kaioshin.” Maple nodded matter-of-factly, pointing at the sky. “Shinjin Holy Rollers, they run the show." Om-Yogu |
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Post by Om-Yogu on Sept 16, 2019 21:28:45 GMT -6
Yogu was going at a good pace through the desert. It'd only be a matter of time until he'd see his friends again. " Ya know, being a ghost is a lot more similar to being alive than I thought it would be. Aside from the whole, no need to breathe, dulled senses, and general emptiness thing, it's just like being alive!" But just as he was about halfway across the desert, some guy came up out of nowhere and appeared right in his tracks! " WOAH!" The guy nearly gave Yogu a heart attack! Well... He would've if he still had a heart. It was some strange looking Namekian. Yogu couldn't figure it out, but something looked off about the guy. The Namekian just stared at Yogu for a while, which gave Yogu time to do a few things. He first sensed his energy, which was pretty big! He's definitely in the running for one of the strongest people on Earth. And something weird came up while he was sensing his energy. There was another energy not very far off. It was a good size, had a fairly sinister tone to it, and felt vaguely familiar. " I swear I know who's energy that is! It's on the tip of my tongue! Hmm..." It was almost intriguing enough to make Yogu go over and check it out, but how could he do that when he was so close to seeing his friends again?! Yogu focused back on the Namekian, " Uhh... Can I help you, man?" Then the Namekian started finally speaking. And the question he asked was the same questions Yogu was asking himself. Also, now Yogu finally knew what was so strange about the Namekian! He was a ghost too! " What a coincidence that I get back from Otherworld and the first person I meet is also a ghost! But uh, sorry to disappoint you man, but I don't-" Then that second energy Yogu had sensed earlier was suddenly right beside them! And that second energy made quite an entrance. Then they declared themselves a magician and ghost aficionado! " Well, that's quite the title, Mr. Maple! My name's Yogu! Nice to meet ya! Hmm... I swear I've seen you somewhere before..." Where had Yogu seen this guy? He was definitely from something important. Then the Mary Poppins looking magician asked if he and the Namekian were friends. " Us? Nah, he just walked up to me and started screamin' at me. Just usual interactions to have in the deserts with strangers, ya know?" Maple then announced to them that they were trapped in a cycle of doom and gloom and endless torment! And that it was all set up by none other than the Kais! " The Kais? Nah, I'm pretty good with those guys I think. One of the Shinjin trained me the first time I died! Even if they are responsible for my ghostification, I wouldn't really call this a big spooooky endless cycle of DOOOOOOOM! This is more like a blessing! If I'm lucky I can gather up the Dragon Balls and get my life back on track! Then I can beat the shit outta the Stargoons for killing me the first time I died!" Yogu paused for a moment, squinting his eyes at Maple. " I sweeeeeear I know you from somewhere. Were you on TV? Maybe like, a contestant on West City's got talent or somethin'? Hmm... Aaaaanyways!" Yogu looked back over to the ghoulish Namekian. " So my ghostekian buddy, was Mr. Ghost Aficianado over here's answer good enough for you? Cause I gotta go see a friend of mine!"
OOC: Sorry for taking so long on this! Was busy so I decided to focus on just one thread for a while. Wait for a post shouldn't take this long from now on. |
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Post by Mollusc on Sept 17, 2019 0:05:14 GMT -6
Yogu seemed to have no idea why he came back. Mollusc couldn't help but frown in annoyance. This man had been dead and yet he knew nothing as well. What would he need to know to find the truth of his death and rebirth? Mollusc fist clenched in anger but he snapped out of it when someone else arrived. Someone named Maple or whatever. He felt he had met him before somewhere but if he did he couldn't remember who exactly he who he was. "Friends? No, I don't know this man." Mollusc eye Maple calmly. When Maple explained his theory how the Kai's had been the one to rebirth them to continue their cycle Mollusc only grunted. "I've not met a Kai that is that strong. If they were then they would do something and wanted to do something bad then why? No that kai's didn't do this to me." Maybe Maple was telling the truth but he doubts they were strong enough. Maybe that Red ogre fellow or maybe the dragon Porunga. Those were the two beings he thought had the strength to bring him back in such a matter.
Mollusc eye Yogu as he explained how he knew many of the Kai's and how they were good people. He also wanted to beat up the stargoons. Mollusc rubbed his chin. "Stargoons?" He remembered a bit about them he had faced some of the goons like Mumbo. Then he eyed Maple. "Wait a minute." Mollusc mused. "We have met before have we not." He'd pointed at Maple. "You were with Mumbo. That was a long time ago though I can't remember what we were doing." Mollusc grunted. He'd turned to Yogu as he asked if his answer was good enough. "No your answer was terrible and my day is ruined. I'd hope that someone would give me a solution but you've only given me more questions." Mollusc said without a hint of emotion. Maybe he was a bit harsh but Yogu's go lucky attituded was annoying. This man seemed way too happy to be a floating spirit. Sure he wanted to revive but didn't he question his rebirth or how as Maple said it was a cycle. How could he see this as a good thing?
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Post by Maple on Sept 28, 2019 12:07:59 GMT -6
Maple twisted his mouth as his initial foray with these ghosts didn’t turn out exactly as planned. Usually, ghosts were moany dimwits, easily lead onto the path of Evil -- or at least mischief. These ghosts seemed to have more wherewithal, but they were still sorely mistaken about their circumstances in life… and death. His grimace deepened into a frown at the mention of the Dragon Balls. Maple had heard about those. Magic wish stones made by the Kami? No thank you. He would not be touched by such foul creation magic. Oh boy, two Possible Stargoon Anti-Fans. Better tread carefully here. Strong ghosts are nothing to trifle with. Blinking a long and thoughtful blink, Maple began, “H-w-well, you prolly know me from the TV.” He nodded to Mollusc. “With Mumbo. That’s right. We’re Stargoons, see!” Maple struck Entrance Pose Two, two arms pointed to one side with a foot on his knee. “We’re the baddest bunch of spicy space pirates in the Universe.” He grinned from ear to ear, looking from one to the other, hoping they were impressed. Hastily, he added to Om-Yogu . “Sorry if we hosed you to Hell, or whatever,” Maple added. “It was nothing personal, I’m sure you’re very nice! I mean, spreading Evil is our business. You're not gonna blame us for doing our job, are ya?”“Anyways,” Maple moved on, “Ya know - how can I phrase this? - the Kais created everything in this Universe, including the Other World you go to when you die. It’s all a circus to them. You’re just toys built to amuse them. I’ve never met the Grand Supreme Kai, but I bet he’s got a giant crystal ball where he watches all your tragic little blips and, y’know, laughs and eats popcorn or something.” Maple tightened his fists, raising them in outrage. "Can you imagine? He's up there, laughing!" |
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Post by Om-Yogu on Sept 28, 2019 13:30:38 GMT -6
Yogu's increasing suspicions were confirmed when the Ghost Namekian said that the ghost aficionado was hanging around Mumbo. Yogu remembered his last encounter with that mutated slimeball. Well, he didn't remember it completely because he had flown into a blind rage. He did remember punching him a lot though. It must've been a draw cause they both walked away from that alive. Yogu was about to fly into a bunch of accusations and questioning about how Mumbo and this ghost aficionado are connected. But then they spelled it out for him. They were a member of the Stargoons. Not only that, but Yogu was pretty sure he knew why this guy felt familiar. As he focused in on the guy's villainous mug, it was like he flashed back to the Satan City attack. That feeling of fear and panic immediately rushed back for a moment. It was just like he was back there. The smell of smoke hung in the air, the sounds of fighting and screaming civilians all around, it painted the same horrific picture that was burned into his memory. And the violet stargoon was standing there, the same mug as the ghost aficionado. His mind flashed with memories of the violet stargoon's beams ripping through his body. The pain was so bad that sometimes it was almost like he could still feel it. And that pain worsened when he thought of all the people that died that day because the Stargoons attacked Satan City. Kari, Nashi, Garon, Cobane, all of these people he considered his friends were killed because the Stargoons decided to attack that day. Yogu came back to reality, and he could faintly hear the violet stargoons voice. All they said was sorry. Sorry? That was a joke right? That was all they had to say? Yogu clenched his fists at his side and began to shake violently. Then the bastard had the gall to blame it all on some Grand Supreme Kai character. That was absolutely ridiculous. But what was even more ridiculous is that the Stargoon was trying to convince him that it was the Kai's fault. Yogu's anger quickly reached a boiling point. " SHUT THE HELL UP!" Yogu's fist became a blur as it left his side and ended up slamming into Maple's jaw, with a clean right hook! " IS THIS SOME KINDA SICK JOKE?! YOU'RE SCUM!" Yogu doesn't hold back an inch as he trie to slam his other fist into Maple's gut. " I'M NOT IN THIS SITUATION BECAUSE OF SOME KAI! I'M HERE BECAUSE YOU KILLED ME! SO SHUT UUUUUUP!" If Maple's still open, Yogu picks up the demon and slams them into the ground. " DON'T GIVE ME THAT IT'S YOUR JOB TO DO BAD STUFF BULLSHIT! YOUR NOTHING BUT SOME LOSER WHO HAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO OTHER THAN RUIN OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES! AND THEN YOU GO AND BLAME THEIR MISFORTUNE ON THE KAIS TO BREED MORE HATE! IS THAT IT, HUH?! YOU BASTAAAAAARD!" Yogu cracks his knuckles and his aura shoots out around him. His entire demeanor changes to a calm rage. The Ghostekian is completely out of Yogu's mind. He has a complete tunnel vision for beating Maple into a goony pulp. " I'm gonna snap you in half you demonic toothpick!"
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Post by Mollusc on Sept 28, 2019 17:31:20 GMT -6
Mollusc looked at Maple as he explained who he was. So he was one of those Goons or whatever. He remembered in his younger days he faced off with that Majin Mumbo who was apart of them. Mollusc was unsure what to think. He didn't really like the goons but he also wanted to know what Maple was saying. He did have some interesting things to say. Something about the Kai's being the ones who created the universe they all lived in right now. Mollusc didn't know that could possibly be the origins of the universe. He thought something bigger would have to be at play. "I doubt it is a circus to them. If it is then next time i'm up there they will be getting my fist upside their head." Mollusc was not gonna buy going against everyone else just cause the man brought him this possibly true knowledge but he was proven true then he'd keep in mind that the man decided to tell him the truths.
Then Mollusc eyed Yogu who seemed to be pretty angry. Guess he knew about Maple and he had done something bad to him in the past. Yogu exploded in rage and ranted how it was all that man's fault everything that was happening in life. While he doubted that was true he could feel the anger coming from him. Along with the power he had a feeling that this Maple fellow was about to get a beating of a lifetime. As he really didn't like either of them he also had no reason to get in the way. Mollusc sat down on a rock to watch the two fight if they were going to fight at all. If he was this Maple fellow he would have ran away but that was just his opinion.
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Post by Maple on Sept 28, 2019 20:03:20 GMT -6
Maple took the hits. There wasn’t much else he could do -- Om-Yogu was strong, stronger than that Super Saiyan he’d practiced with, probably. So when that phantom fist smashed Maple’s jaw, it let loose a spray of sparkling black blood and sent him reeling. He saw stars when the second punch collided with his gut, and his long, forked tongue lolled out as he heaved vainly for air. The only blessing was when he was thrown to the sand. It hurt, like everything else. He almost blacked out again. But the upkick of dust provided him cover for when his survival instinct kicked in. He slithered through the sand, slaloming at supersonic speed like the cowardly snake he was as he fled the vengeful spirit. When he broke out the other side, he was running as fast as his legs could pump, arms chopping the sky, feet wheeling. He cringed over his shoulder as he ran. Oh no, it’s Garon 2.0! Why can’t I ever kill a nice and forgiving sort of goody?“Why are you goodies always so bloodthirsty?!” Maple screeched, flinching and summoning his umbrella again, shielding himself, expecting a rain of blows as he sped away. “You guys need anger management classes! I’ve known gentler devils, okay!”
Reaching the nearest pyramid, Maple leapt, making a Maple-shaped hole through the millennia-old brick, his serpent eyes quickly adjusting to the cobweb-choked gloom inside. Being among the hoi polloi during the Long Ago, Maple was intimately familiar with these ancient temples. He was also familiar with a little trick to get home in places like these, and it looked like he’d be needing it. He had to hurry in case Yagu was on his heels. Finding a tomb door styled with grimacing goat’s head, Maple came to a screeching stop. With a twirl in his hand, the umbrella became his Rod of Rainy Days. Out of his pouch, he retrieved a Devil’s Lamp. Touching lamp to Rod, it glowed with an otherworldly purple flame. Clearing his throat, eyes glowing with the same light as the lamp, Maple chanted: “Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Gimme the light so I can take it away
Off on an unnatural charge, Bon Voyage
Yeah, from the home of the demons, Evil squad.”
Vile black smoke poured from a crack in the doorway. A pulsing green light throbbed. The whole pyramid shook. The doorways blasted open, revealing a giant monstrous mouth, replete with jagged fangs and a glowing green tongue. Maple dived into the open maw without a backward glance. He’d be safe from any ghost here, in his homeland. He just hoped the interdimensional digestion was more pleasant than last time. Maple has fled to the Demon Realm, and has EXITED the thread!
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Post by Maple on Oct 20, 2019 19:09:38 GMT -6
Backing out, bai! EXIT
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