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Post by Safe on Nov 11, 2019 1:27:56 GMT -6
 Satan City. A bustling metropolis buried deep within the Sleepy East, home to thousands of people who all live their lives for the most part in their own little bubble. Bustling around on busy days like the worker bees they are to the hive mind, each person has a dedicated role in this extremely complex society. The only thing Safe had seen reminiscent of this level of sophistication was the brief time as a child she was in a city upon Planet Ganmetar. Yet this city had a different feel to it. Gone was the foreboding dystopian dread that she felt tied to the fact that only bad things came from her experience there and instead in its place was some strange sense of new adventure. The sheer vertical scale and massive buildings littering the place added with the intense amount of foot traffic was almost overwhelming. Though that same overwhelming feeling made the city feel as if it was infinitely times larger than how large it actually was. Cautious stepping passed the large expressionistic portrait of the Legendary Mr. Satan from ages ago, Safe looked upon the tall buildings and capsule structures with awe. Her eyes gleamed as she took in the architectural detail and she wondered just how life was in this fine settlement.
Though it wouldn't be long until the troubles of Urban life began to become apparent to her. Firstly, there were these strange land vehicles. She'd only ever been familiar with space ships before, so such a retrograde was unsettling to say the least. They used wheels and traction, something she could imagine herself creating with wood to haul around raw materials back when she was surviving with absolutely nothing. Normally she wouldn't nitpick about it too much, but it ruined a ton of space in the main walkways where one could easily just travel. In fact, it was such a nuisance that before she knew it there was all of these loud honks, not to mention the people shouting. It took all the willpower she could amass to ignore it and keep going forward. She'd quite literally be straddling two lanes as a pedestrian for a good ten minutes until a police officer stopped her and brought her to the sidewalk to talk to her properly. While she was under the impression it was obvious to use the middle of the pathway, she clearly wasn't sophisticated in road rules and pedestrian - driver relations. Just raising a brow, she decided it might be wiser to heed the words of the guy who lived here all this time and stick to the sides of the walkway where the ground raised a little bit. Let off with only a warning due to her clearly Alien heritage, Earthlings had long since been accustomed to normalizing alien species from abroad in the universe through the centuries. She was just another among hundreds of species that would've been acclimated to Earth's policies with a similar talking too. Though perhaps her dimwitted nature made her actually the lowest common denominator. Perhaps many of her extraterrestrial buddy buddies would've been wise enough to figure out this lesson on her own.
Though as she found herself walking down the sidewalk, being so close to the buildings opened up more avenues than they closed. This was just like her time in North City! And also like when she stopped briefly in Central City too. As profound as it might be for one to believe, Safe never fully knew about proper storefronts like this until she'd started running into them on Earth. Up until that point her only exposure to buying and selling was mainly in Outer Space gas stations, mid-way points to stop, refill and keep going. Though those were mainly up to luck to run into, or the clever marked down their coordinates to return to if they were in a bind... She did not act on this clever idea. While walking, turning one particular corner something caught her attention. It was hard for it not to catch someones attention, with boards sticking out halfway onto what she'd become aware of as being a sidewalk and rails guiding pedestrians inside. The board on top displaying the shops name was talking about something called a Burrito? Big Burrito Bonanza, the best burritos on Earth! That was what was written under the title in seemingly some kind of caption, anyways. What was a burrito? If it was the best on Earth, maybe they were the strongest martial artists. She imagined a foreboding fighter with massive muscles and an intimidating aura. She gave this type of person the title 'burrito' as one might refer to a 'sumo' or a 'gladiator'. Rubbing her chin, she seemed none the wiser to her horrific misunderstanding of Earthling culinary dishes.
Yet that would not remain the case for long, walking inside she was greeted with something she could very fondly connect with. It was the aroma of undeniably delicious cuisine. In fact, it was more powerful than anything she'd ever tried before! Widening her tiny little button nose nostrils and taking in a long sniff, she smelled the spicy, juicy and aromatic cuisine in all of it's glory. The old food she ate didn't even compare! Dried up monster meat, eaten right from the bone. She had to look into this food and get her hands on some of it, who was responsible for this food?! Walking up towards one of the people at the other side of the counter she spoke.
"Excuse me sir I smell some really good food, where is it?" There was a silence. Innocent beady black eyes stared forward as a disgruntled employee with dishevelled hair trapped in a hairnet looked at her with the plainest expression she'd ever seen. She was just about to wave her hand in front of her face when he responded. "Do you want a Burrito or a Taco? We also have Quesadilla's. Guacamole is extra." Wait, what just happened. Did he just offer her a Burrito? Her mind travelled back to that muscle stacked hunk of a guy striking a heroic pose with the light reflecting off of his bicep, with a sweet mullet to top it all off. Fantasizing, he imagined a wink and a sparkle from how majestic it was. They gave away BURRITOS HERE?!
But wait, no, that was weird.
"No, I don't want a Burrito. Not at the moment anyways, I'll keep that in mind. What is a Taco and a Quesadilla?" Getting an explanation from someone who clearly wanted to just end his shift and mosey on home, she blinked and came to a realization. "Wait, so what is a Burrito then?" And that was when she got the truth of the matter. In the end, she had a massive stack of burritos, at least fifteen of them piled and wrapped up in tinfoil. In each was an assortment of different ingredients- she had to try each and every option. Surrounding these burritos was a ring of various tacos, and on different trays were Quesadilla's. She was already topic of behind the counter gossip between the line staff and the prep workers- none the wiser. Sure, it'd only cost her about all the Zeni she had found over her travels, not to mention some of that leftover stuff from the Martial Arts Tournament she was in recently- but it should be worth it!
Raising the burrito up to her mouth, she bit into it...
The silence seemed to last an eternity as her eyes began to glow. Life filled them, renewed and reinvigorated.
"OH MY GOD! THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER!" The employee behind the counter broke a sweat, she'd been officially marked as a potential problem customer with the ruckus and tediousness she'd caused.
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Post by Pepper on Nov 11, 2019 12:37:48 GMT -6
BESTEREST FOOD IN THE UNIVERSE
Pepper's PL: 12 | Items: None
Pepper sighed, limbs stretching every which way as the girl meandered down the hall of her rather empty home. She had just awoken from a power nap, having gotten back from school and not needing to work at Crop Co, she seized the chance to catch up on some much-needed sleep. Though now, it was stretching into the evening and she hadn't had dinner - or a fulfilling lunch either. A half-bowl of lukewarm noodles thrown in the microwave didn't sound entirely appetizing either, but the problem with going out was... obvious. The whirlwind of chaos, destruction, and all things purple currently living in her basement. Ursa had gotten better at following commands lately, but trusting the Plexbit to be good while she was gone was... risky.
Ultimately, as Pepper changed into fresh clothes, her hunger and desire for some good food for once won out, the decision quickly followed by her stomping down the stairs. Ursa's head literally twisted a full 180, staring at her as a miniature TV blared in the background. Having supplied the android with some stimuli, she was much more content with being left alone for longer periods of time. "I'm going out, Ursa." Pepper said, authority seeping into her voice. "I won't be gone long so don't cause any trouble, okay?" Buzzing in response before turning back to the TV, she sighed. That was probably the best response she'd be getting from the Plexbit.
She didn't have a license for a car nor a Capsule Corp hover device to travel on, so Pepper was constricted to walking distance for any places she wished to eat at. There was a 'spicy' food place that served stuff like meat and beans wrapped in tortillas or stuffed into shells, and it sounded interesting enough to warrant her patronage for at least a day. Satan City was large enough that there was still many, many places she hadn't gone to quite yet and this restaurant was about to be checked off the list! Though, stepping inside she could sense something was amiss. Having her some raised voices from outside, Pepper entered with the slightest hesitation, only to find it relatively peaceful.
A few patrons and employees were tossing annoyed looks over to a gray-skinned lady currently devouring a burrito. An Alien, huh. Pepper had seen some before, but most of them didn't tend to stick around in populated urban areas. Something about the people and architecture being way too fragile for their super epic bulging muscles or something. Whoever this was at least seemed to be just trying to enjoy a meal, maybe just missing some of Earth's etiquette queues along the way. Pepper moved to order, getting two tacos (one soft and one hard for maximum variety) and a burrito, along with a large drink. Despite being small, she could eat up a storm when hungry.
In the process, most of the other customers had moved as far from Safe as possible, Pepper being left with only a choice few spots. Sitting a seat down from the Alien, Pepper began to pick at her food. "So, uh, this your first time eating here?" She asked, trying to make some polite small talk. |
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Post by Safe on Nov 11, 2019 14:12:20 GMT -6
Sitting there and munching away at her food, she couldn't help but feel the overwhelming stares. It wasn't even just the employees even more. With a massive stack of food in front of her that'd been a pain in the arse to prepare on behalf of the employees who had all struggled to do so, just about everyone and especially those who had to do the gruelling work to prepare them were just giving Safe quite frankly- angry or disgusted looks. While this would normally be ignored, the annoyance was starting to build up more and more. She wasn't completely clueless after all, and while she could handle a few odd stares as she's going down a street or something similar, this was ridiculous. Is this serious all Earthlings had to do, stare at things that weren't like what they're used to in their little enclosed bubble? Growling lowly as she chomped down on another burrito, she had a splash of happy wash over her face before her expression turned into a grimace again as her anger resurfaced. It was truly a battle of the elements, angry versus yummy. Though both would be interrupted as a certain individual decided that she was worth sitting next. Normally needing to go unmentioned, that was another thing. Everybody had been straying away from her! In fact, this girl sitting right across her reminded her of the fact that everyone was not only staring at her, likely gossiping about her but they were even avoiding her! She started to growl louder, angrily tearing the tinfoil off a burrito and shoving it into her face. It never stood a chance as it disappeared and was disintegrated between her carnivorous canines in mere fractions of a second, she had a voracious appetite and the biological grinder to process meals quick.
As she was about to angrily tear off the tinfoil from another tortilla shelled flavor pill, she heard the voice from the girl that had sat down next to her. Was that some kind of joke? Her mind clocked out with an almost humorous internal ding as she just stared into space. Was she serious? As much as she hated to admit it, it should be obvious it was her first time here, right? She looked like an absolute wreck considering ninety percent of the employees and patrons were so busy ridiculing her with reasons in order of most to least influential being firstly her crazy massive order. To a normal Earthling that was the appetite of an incredible glutton and a Saiyan, and while some people had seen Saiyan's and it wasn't their first time witnessing this particular tier of appetite, that paired with the fact she looked alien compared to even a Saiyan drew more skepticism if it was an actual biological need or just someone with a weird need to overeat. The second reason had been her naive understanding of what everything here was; she'd questioned the employee about what all of these simple and commonly understood food items were- at least she hadn't said what she thought a Burrito was at first. The last reason was, well, her alien appearance. Though it really only was a notable deal for a couple of people considering how familiar Earthlings had gotten with extraterrestrial life.
She supposed she should answer the girls question. "... Yes, it is. Hopefully you're not also planning on giving me the stink eye." She said, narrowing both of her eyes and peering over as she tore off the tinfoil of another burrito and crammed it into her face. "I'm about to freak out and start yelling at these peopl- Mmn, maybe not. I don't know, I don't want to cause more problems than I have too." She said, lowering her head and lifting a taco carefully from its resting place against Burrito Mountain, she brought it up and with a slightly irritating series of crunchy crunches gulped down the entire thing. Giving a quizzical expression paired with a tilt of her head, she mused about the taste. "No, that doesn't live up to the so called Burrito." She said, before looking back to Pepper. "Oh, yes. I suppose it's only normal for me to introduce myself to you. I'm Safe, no, I'm not safe however as much as people seem to think I am when I say that. My- you get what I'm saying. It's nice to meet you." She said, cramming all of the tacos down with blurring speed to get rid of what she had decided was an inferior meal first. Getting it out of the way, she looked towards the Quesadilla's that had been laid out around her. Resting an index finger on her bottom lip, she looked over again.
"Oh, have you been here before? This is actually my first time here in this city. I think when I was walking in I saw a big board with a guy on it that said Satan City? Is that the name of this place? It's a lot more uh... Lively than North City, a little more than even Central City. I only just got on Earth about..." She tapped her chin several times, trying to draw a number from places she hadn't really even catalogued mentally. "Like, maybe a few days ago? I have to admit, Earth has a ton of stuff to do. Most planets have one gimmick to them, one facet to what makes them unique and the rest is just nothingness. Earth has just about everything- oh! It even has this weighted clothing stuff that I bought recently. It's like I'm constantly working out even just when I'm walking around. I never knew there was something so convenient!" She said, exclaiming her excitement for the formidable training technology that Earth possessed. Taking a piece of the Quesadilla and eating it, she thought on the flavor for a moment, tapping a finger on the counter. "This ones good too. The taco things are okay compared to these two." She said, a finger prodding one of the tinfoil cylindrical burritos. Surprisingly, over the span of a minute and a half or so she'd managed to eradicate a good chunk of the food. Still not all, though.
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Post by Pepper on Nov 11, 2019 18:31:37 GMT -6
Pepper's PL: 12 | Items: None
It seemed that this Alien's entire vibe was off, potentially soured by the passive aggressive treatment of the other people around her. Before Safe even had a chance to truly speak back, Pepper had turned to face the crowd and idly waved her hand about in an angry manner. "Haven't you ever seen an Alien before? Kami, give them a chance to learn before you go around judging." One of her friends was an Alien! Granted, they were born on Earth itself, but that didn't stop them from getting nasty look and prejudice hurled their way for simply existing. Huffing, she turned back to Safe in time to catch the beginning of her words. "Well, no, if I wanted to do that I'd do it from a safe distance."
The Alien seemed intent on continuing to eat anyway, and bounded back and forth between being angry and enjoying the food before them. A bit eccentric, but nothing terribly out of the ordinary. Perhaps Pepper would be a bit more cautious if she was aware that this particular Alien could probably snap her in half like a toothpick on accident. She didn't, though, and so kept talking. "You're Safe?" Pepper repeated, confused for a moment. "Oh! Oh, like your name is safe. That's interesting." Taking a modest bite out of her soft taco, Pepper allowed Safe to continue talking as she chewed. Slurping it down with a quick sip of her pop, the human stretched. "I live in the city, if that's what you mean. I actually haven't been to this place before, though its pretty good... save for the obvious problem." Safe mentioned the famous billboard, which to her knowledge had to get replaced after the Badman City incident almost two years ago now. Luckily she'd been out of town on Crop Co. business and hadn't been around for dealing with that whole mess. "Oh yeah, we learned about that guy in history a year back. His name was Hercule Satan, and was supposedly the strongest fighter in the whole galaxy at his prime. There isn't really a source to validate that, but, he had to at least have done something right to get a city named after him, I guess." "What brings you to Satan City anyway? It's usually like the least popular 'major' city on the planet. Everyone is all about Central City and South City because one is big and the other is in the tropics, so tourism isn't terribly high unless you celebrate Satan Day." The 'holiday' was mostly a local tradition wherein a festival was held in honor of the Hero. Pepper participated, after all who could deny some good food? |
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Post by Safe on Nov 11, 2019 19:24:46 GMT -6
Blinking once, Safe watched in surprise as Pepper valiantly spoke out on her behalf to deter the masses from gossiping, staring and what else have you. It honestly took her by surprise, an expression which showed on her face when she went to respond. "Well... It's not like I needed your help-" She started, looking away before speaking in a quieter voice, "-... But thanks." There was a pause, before she looked back towards the girl. Bringing a finger to her chin as she wondered if she'd need to elaborate more on the nature of her name, she was relieved to know the discrepancy was nipped by the girl herself. She must be smart! Even if she did clarify- it was just begging for confusion.
"Wait, so what is your name?" Safe asked, eyes staring forward as another bout of silence echoed around for even perhaps a small moment. Even she had become familiar with mutual name sharing. Was Satan City different? Was she being weird and uncultured again? She started to worry, her brows furrowed and she just hoped she hadn't messed anything up.
"You don't have to tell me, I might've been wrong in assuming it was normal to share names. Anyways, all of the people staring isn't the worst thing I've had to deal with. At least it's something, you know? While Earth seems to be a place filled with opportunity, like anywhere it can get routine pretty quick. Being put on the spot even like that, while it's not the best state of mind is something more than nothing. Keeps you on your toes, I guess." She said, crushing another burrito between her jaws with no mercy. It didn't even have a chance to scream.
Listening about Mr. Satan, her eyes widened. "Hercule Satan, you say- the strongest fighter in the galaxy? Well, from what I have seen multiple people on Earth have dwarfed my Power Level by an absurd amount. I'm still just a speck on their radars. However no offence intended, but normally the people of Earth, not on Earth have a tendency to not really have the potential to contend for that title. I could be wrong, in fact, among my father's people we had a similar legend passed down through the ages. It came from a time long before modern civilization among his people, some unnamed hero fended off an oncoming invasion in an amazing display of strength. Nothing was named after him, but there was a lake and tombstone that is proof at least something big happened where the story says it did. So I heard from my dad, anyways." She said, letting out a sigh and without mercy, murdering another Burrito. The massive stack wasn't looking so massive anymore, and she could actually see on the other side of it for the first time since she'd gotten the order.
"Satan City? Well, I'm not really familiar with what's so popular or not popular. Believe it or not, this is the first time I've been a part of a modern civilization. I've met many alien species on different other planets that have small communities, but other than Earth and my dads world I have had yet to find a bustling city like this. I've spent a lot of my life in well, seclusion haha." She said, a hand rubbing through her spiky hair.
"So I just came here because it was another City, I didn't really have a list by popularity or anything, just convenience and how local it was. I crash landed up North, visited North City, then Central City, and finally here and from here... Who knows. Though Earth is super interesting. Though maybe I could forgo the slightly humiliating encounters I've had. Do you think you could tell me how to fit in better among Earthlings?" She asked, looking over with curiosity written over her face.
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Post by Pepper on Nov 12, 2019 12:45:22 GMT -6
Pepper's PL: 12
"...Oh." Pepper blinked, realizing her blunder. "I guess I forgot to introduce myself, ha ha..." The girl said while rubbing her neck. "Well, I'm Pepper," Hand sticking out for a shake, the human adopted a bright smile. "Don't worry about appearing weird or anything. I can assure you that introductions are followed by the exchange of names, I just messed up this time. Guess I got too excited!" Safe at least seemed to be a lot more relaxed in the few minutes since Pepper had sat down, which was an achievement all in itself. At least the Alien's mind had been taken off the rude stares of the other people around them. Gosh, you'd think this was there first time seeing an Alien or something! "Yeah, there's a lot of strong people on the planet." She responded, nodding along as Safe spoke. "For whatever reason, most of us are scrawny like me-" Pepper paused to flex her non-existent muscle, giggling slightly afterward "-Or they're like, super swole to the point where they could destroy whole planets with a snap." It was a bit of tonal whiplash, honestly. Knowing that literally anybody in this shop could secretly be powerful enough to wipe them all out with a sneeze was... weird. She didn't let such a fear dictate her life, but Pepper knew it was very possible. By the time Safe had finished her own story, the human had managed to finish her very first taco - the soft one, to be exact. "Well, you'd think that people like you would just kinda show up sometimes, right? That's not really the case, honestly. For whatever reason even Aliens who have never visited Earth before just... get attracted to the other cities. I don't know why!" Pepper shook her head, beginning to nibble on her hard taco. "It's like some sort of magic field surrounding us that repels visitors-" She stopped, clearing her throat. "Er, perhaps not the best joke to make, but, you get my point." The subject of magic and Satan City were still a bit raw even after all this time, and Pepper didn't wish to antagonize the jerks around them even more. Though no comment was made about it, the former stack of burritos being mercilessly shredded was nonetheless a very surprising sight for Pepper to witness. She knew that some Aliens ate a lot more than humans on a regular basis, but darn, that was like three whole families' worth of burritos that Safe had torn through almost! "Huh?" Pepper said, snapped out of her thoughts. "Ah, so you want some tips on how not to garner negative attention." Not that she should be getting too much of it to begin with, but alas, life was cruel. "I mean I suppose I could always give you a crash course on 'how to behave' if you want. Though, probably not here..." |
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Post by Safe on Nov 12, 2019 15:09:28 GMT -6
Smiling as she demolished the final frontier of Burrito warriors, Safe waved a hand dismissively and spoke. "Don't worry about it, really. There are like ten billion things that I do that you would probably think are weird. I kind of didn't come to be in the most civilized of places, y'know?" She said, folding up a piece of a Quesadilla into a gooey cheesy ball before chomping down on it. Her teeth were overkill for bread and the like, being very much more inclined for a carnivores diet. "I get excited a lot too! I know what it's like to get extremely emotional, my problem is more when I get angry enough I can't control myself- I just kinda transform and blow everything up. No pressure." She said, smiling ever so nicely despite dropping that gulp worthy bomb. At least, she thought it might spark something like that.
Listening further, she'd shake her head about her comments on scrawny people. "Not for whatever reason, it is a combination of the maximum potential an Earthling body has, while also the fact that society here for the most part doesn't seem to need that kind of strength. It's uhm... Well, it's difficult to explain. Earthlings are the people that got me my weighted clothes and my gravity belt which help me train. Maybe Earthlings aren't strong on average, but they are clever and intuitive." She said with a reassuring nod of her head.
"Super swole? Yeah, though I don't think many of them are native to Earth, are they? I've met a few people and they didn't resemble Earthlings at all despite their massive amounts of power. Besides, you don't really need to worry about any of them destroying the planet. Earth has a series of artifacts called the Dragon Balls that can give any wish to the one who collects all of them. While those are here, any villains might be deterred and instead attracted to the idea of wishing for unlimited power or immortality - like me. Though I don't think I'm a villain, I just love fighting!" She said, on the final part of a battle against what was turning out to be her current meal. Letting out a hiccup, it seemed even with her appetite she was eating a little quickly. Perhaps that awkward staring from earlier by just about everyone around had made her want to get out of here anyways.
"That's weird. The other cities didn't have Alien marketing campaigns as far as I could tell. Well, I've never been to this South City but Central and North City didn't. Maybe they're just bigger and aliens usually don't crash land and instead scout Earth from space, so they go to the biggest civilized settlement they can see from orbit? I dunno." She said, shrugging lightly.
She then smiled innocently at the next comment, while doing so her brow twitched and a vein popped to the surface of her forehead. It was a potentially hilarious expression, but also terrifying if the one to cause it was the cause of the underlying anger; something which Pepper wasn't at fault for. "Yes! It's almost like a... What is it called..." She returned to a more neutral expression, musing about the word. "Self fulfilling prophecy? What's the word for a cycle- that like, the result becomes the cause and the cause churns out the result endlessly, y'know what I mean? These people saw aliens a long time ago, so they got spooked and acted weird around them, and that weirdness repelled all aliens so that they had less contact with Aliens and they were weirder to the people because they weren't seen as regularly, so they acted weird and- you get it." She said, small little nostrils triumphantly flaring as she described what she was thinking.
She then nodded. "Yes, ideally I would like to learn how to make these people feel a little more at ease so I don't run into as much trouble. After all, I plan to stick around in cities a lot now that I discovered this super duper yummy in my tummy food!" She exclaimed, one particular patron winced from the noise. A couple heads turned but were then reminded that someone was willing to yell at them for staring and turned back away to have their own food.
"Well, anyways. If you want to go somewhere else to talk, maybe after our food we can go somewhere? I dunno where's a good spot in the City, I'm sure you do though." She said, nodding her head twice.
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Post by Pepper on Nov 14, 2019 19:40:32 GMT -6
"Thinking something someone did is 'weird' and being rude about it are two different things." Pepper stated sagely. Like just now, as Safe continued her rampage through the poor cheesy beefy food before her in a terrifying display of hunger that would leave a lesser person shell-shocked. However, she'd mostly gotten over it by now - focused on maintaining the conversation instead of gawking at the way the hybrid ate. "I think 'maximum potential' depends on genes or something..." Pepper grumbled, slightly irate. "Some people apparently are born with enough power to level a skyscraper and I'm over here barely able to lift my bookbag when it is full." Her slight frown cracked into a smile though, the rant not entirely serious.
"Yeah..." Her smile slipped a bit, Pepper sighing. "We might not have needed it before, but we might need it now. In the past two years alone, the planet has gotten attacked and scarred more times than in the past few hundred! I don't know why, but it seems like the assorted bad guys of the universe just crawled outta nowhere and decided to use Earth as a punching bag. And they select this blue ball because it has people like me, who aren't really capable of defending themselves whatsoever. It gets very annoying to have some self-righteous preachy Demon or Alien descend from the sky talking about how weak people are worthless and can't fight bad people when said Demons and Aliens are the ones causing issues in the first place."
Pepper popped the remainder of her hard taco in her mouth, crunching and swallowing. "Like, dude, we just wanna live on our planet peacefully. Why do you have to involve us with all this intergalactic BS? I'm trying to focus in getting good grades for science and engineering so I can make a positive change on the world, not get jacked so I can run around proclaiming how awesome and powerful I am. There's a point to training, I get it, but when someone is at the point where they start seeing normal people as 'inferior'? That's the problem. Like, cool bro. You can snap me in half. Bet you can't solve my Calculus homework, though."
Coughing awkwardly into a close fist, Pepper glanced around. "Er, sorry for going on a tangent." Safe had mentioned a few other things, though, and Pepper latched onto the topic changes. "I guess most of them aren't humans, no, but a good chunk were either born here or lived here most of their lives. And they like the peaceful, comfortable planet for how it is." Safe then brought up the Dragon Balls, a sour expression crossing Pepper's face for a moment. "Oh yeah, I know about the Dragon Balls. They typically have just caused more trouble than they were worth. I'm pretty sure an Alien Empire has softcore invaded our planet more than once just to use them for their own benefit. And while you could argue that their wishes were - sometimes - pure, it gets old. Like, what if we need it?"
"I don't blame people for wanting stuff from the unlimited power balls," Pepper said honestly, not thinking any worse of the Alien for admitting her wish. "If it turns into a routine for people to come and steal them from us for their own personal gain, though, that's a problem." It was clear from her physique alone that Safe was a fighter, the fact only reinforced by the Alien's direct admittance of it. "Let's move on, then." Pepper proclaimed, standing up and hoisting her now empty tray along with her. "I guess if we want to continue this conversation or you were serious about wanting tips, we could go somewhere else."
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Post by Safe on Nov 15, 2019 12:00:04 GMT -6
"It definitely has an influence." Safe started, using a napkin to wipe her hands clean a little bit before continuing. "Ultimately everyone has potential above what you think you do. Though fighting is surprisingly a lot less about just being super muscular as you might think. The reason fighters including myself are able to do things seemingly unbelievable for our sizes and builds is because we enhance what we do with energy that we've learned to tap into. Most normal people never really even acknowledge it's existence." She said, nodding her head as she grabbed onto one of several last burritos. Now picking up the pace (as if she wasn't before) to finish up before they were going to relocate elsewhere, she grabbed the burrito and literally ate it in one go. With massive poofy cheeks packed with burrito and a muffled gulp later that sounded as if it might've been painful even, she spoke some more.
"Really, you think so?" She said, raising a brow. "I've been out there in Outer Space, and there's lots of planets with defenceless people on them. Though I think what truly separates Earth from them is the culture and relationships Earthlings have with one another and outsiders. While many other species also share concepts of family and love, lots of the people who just like to see people suffer can easily get a reaction out of Earth's population. As for why it's been recent, who knows. Maybe uh... they all got released from an iceberg that had been preserving them all these years. I dunno, I'm not a scientist and I'm not a Geometrist." She said, her nostrils proudly flaring as she folded both arms and let out a 'hmph'.
"But you'd be slightly... No..." Her head leaned a little to the side as she sighed. "Kind of relieved to know I'm on the side of the Earthlings. I am part Saiyan, yet I find myself more Proud than all of the ones I've met so far. Consider this for a second. You have two options, to lord over those weaker than yourself and kill anyone that might be a challenge before they have a chance to become a threat and then call yourself a proud warrior. OR, because you are so Proud it's fact that you'll win every fight once you reach your ideal summit, and no matter how it may seem you'll never kill, because you want your enemies to get stronger to challenge you again. I think killing is what separates good from evil, or toeing the line of death like inflicting suffering or not. A lot of the Saiyan's that call themselves Proud to me just look like they're scared and insecure of being surpassed. They have no confidence in their capabilities."
She said, sort of getting onto a tangent. "Anyways, I think what you call 'normal' people are sometimes the truly extraordinary people. It is because of their complex minds that when they are presented with the wall that separates Fighters from people, they don't just beat their heads into it until it breaks like some ape but instead are clever enough to think of other fulfilling ways to live life. You said you're studying science and engineering to improve your world? Without people like you, my weighted clothing or gravity device might not exist. Without the people that work in bars, restaurants and shops like this, we wouldn't have yummy food to eat. I lived my whole life eating what I now know was subpar borderline charred meat. I was doing it just to survive, I didn't even know something could taste good, let alone this good." She said, prodding one of the final two burritos.
"So yes. I think normal is relative. I think my circumstance is ordinary among others like me, yet I think your normal is extraordinary." The second to last burrito was wiped from existence in a flash as was the third to last. She hummed before responding to other things she'd brought up.
"I like tangents, gives a lot of interesting stuff to talk about. If it's that or small talk, I'll take that any day." She blinked, not naturally but deliberately as she parsed through her thoughts. "I never thought of it that way before. I mean, I assumed they might bring some unwanted people if they brought me. It's not like it only attracts good or bad people. I never considered though that the Earthlings themselves might frequently use them, I suppose I was ignorant enough to think that it was a thing used among Fighters. Woopsie." She said, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.
"That complicates things... Hum..." She looked down slightly, looking over towards Pepper.
"Right, let's head out then. I don't know this place, so you could lead the way?" She said, standing up and preparing to follow her. Tossing her tray like a Frisbee, it landed on top of the stack across the restaurant, drawing eyes. In her left hand was the last burrito, which in a twist of fate she ate at a crawling nibble. Maybe to savour the flavor as they walked.
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