Ramen
Administrator
PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Nov 12, 2019 16:52:44 GMT -6
STAND AND DELIVER| Ramen's PL: 175,000 |
Something burned in Ramen's blood. It had been ever since she found her way through those strange gates. Finding them had been trouble enough: getting past them was something else entirely. She had to acquire an artifact of sorts off of what she could only describe as some sort of witch on the edge of the desert. The artifact, a sort of lantern, helped guide her path into the depths. But the challenge turned out not to simply be finding her way into this strange demonic realm, but finding her way around it. It went without saying that most she had encountered thus far were far from friendly. She had expected it, and truly, she couldn't entirely blame them. If they had breached through those gates and poured onto the world above, it isn't as if Earthlings would have welcomed them with open arms. But one way or another, she had a task to complete. The so-called Makai Castle was an impressive sight, however daunting it may have been. She could sense immense power from it, even before she arrived at its foot. It wasn't just the structure itself, but the mass of demons inside. Individually, she wasn't certain any could match her. But there were so many of them. She wondered to herself just how many were lurking inside. Isolating each individual energy signal would be an impossible task. Luckily for her, she didn't need to play counter today. She had to find someone specific. Someone just familiar enough that after some time search -- almost an hour, in fact -- she thought she had found the needle in the proverbial haystack. She raced her way through the halls of the castle, taking dizzying turn after dizzying turn, before she came close to her target. From this spot, a long hallway 'decorated' with blackened stone walls and great, open archways, she was absolutely certain of it. Majin Mumbo was near, and if her senses were as attuned as she had thought them, he would be turning down the corner any moment now. She waited in silence, eyes trailed towards where she expected he would appear. She liked him, more than she probably should as an enemy. But today, they would have to meet as enemies. He had something she wanted to borrow.
Ramen arrives in the Demon Realm!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Nov 18, 2019 19:06:08 GMT -6
Thread Power Level: 124,000
”Ahhhh.”
Mumbo wiped his face drearily, a relaxed sigh escaping him as his eyes met the bathroom mirror. Today was quite the long one. Lots of meetings with potential clients. Maple had given him the ritual needed to swing by the Demon Realm, and rather than enjoy the chaos and sights, he’d been making deals and doing gigs here and there. It was never anything major, but it was enough to get some extra word of mouth for the Stargoons.
The blackened stone of the Evil Express Bathroom was an oddly stark contrast to the usual dull whites and grays of gas stations on Earth. Everything here was so very opposite of the goodness that seeped out of the normal realm. It weirded Mumbo out a bit, all things considered. To think that the kind of world Mumbo wanted to see was here all this time, only a single dimension hop away? It was kind of weird.
It did prove to him, however, that perhaps their dream wasn’t so impossible. Good didn’t rule EVERYTHING. Just the majority. The cool stuff everyone wanted was in those nerdy, clean hands that the Goodie-Goods had. All they needed was a little more effort from the bad dudes of the universe, and maybe things would change.
Stepping out of the Slurp n’ Screech’s bathroom, he was confused to find himself in a long, winding hallway. The ever-shifting walls of the Demon Realm had moved his potty break a good six hours away, to a large and imposing castle ruled by... Whoever happened to be nearby that week.
The Majin’s nose scrunched up as he cautiously walked into the hall, before the bathroom door slammed behind him. It whisked itself away— was it heading back to the gas station, or somewhere more nefarious?
Whatever the case, Mumbo decided to explore his new surroundings. Things kept moving in and out of sight. Each alteration more confusing than the last by a landslide.
Ramen was correct in her assumption that Mumbo would be turning that corner. The only problem was that the corner she predicted had teleported across the hall. When Mumbo turned the corner, he saw the red-haired chick a good distance away. Was she about to mug someone? That sounded like fun.
Waving happily, he shouted for her with a smile he probably shouldn’t have been sporting. They were supposed to be rivals, right? Or at least enemies of a sort. Unlike the rest of the goodie-goods, he could tell she had a sour spot somewhere in there.
”Ey! Ramen! Fancy meetin’ you heah. Who we robbin’ today?”
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Ramen
Administrator
PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Nov 18, 2019 19:24:19 GMT -6
STAND AND DELIVER| Ramen's PL: 175,000 |
Ramen regarded Mumbo as he came into sight. She actually managed a smile for the man: however often they had found themselves on opposing sides, they had somehow never managed to be enemies themselves. It was hard, even with her decided mission at hand, to view him as such. Besides, she noted to herself -- if anyone would understand what she had to do now, it would be him. He was a Majin. More than that, he was a Stargoon. Sometimes, people had to do bad things to make sure of the right outcome. And that's what she had to do right now.
She turned towards him and let out a short sigh. Doing harm to Mumbo would be bad. And she had no desire to actually hurt him. But she was strong enough that maybe, just maybe, she might be able to pull this off without lasting injury. To his pride, at least. His pride was probably more important than his body, just as it was with Saiyans.
"I'm actually here to rob you," she said, half a note of apology in her voice. "You have something that's more than a little bit valuable to me."
She surveyed him for a long moment. He looked about the same as he had the last time they met. He was a formidable opponent, and no matter how much his figure changed with new absorptions, there was still something thoroughly Mumbo about him that never went away. "I want a word with your, uh... patron saint. I don't know what better word to use. But the Stargoons seem to be able to call upon--" she snapped her finger, searching for the right word. It didn't come to her.
"--Well, powers. Strange powers. I remember your boss turning into a massive snake creature. I remember you, back when you could have killed me by sneezing. If all of you can bring out those powers, those -- whatever they are. Then I should be able to too, shouldn't I?"
She hesitated a moment at that. She didn't know whether she truly owed the Majin more explanation than that. They were rivals, and that alone should have meant she should feel comfortable just blasting her way through this little conundrum. But her better demons won out, and she added, as if in afterthought, "--I'd like to be able to challenge Earth's defenders. A fight is coming, sooner rather than later. And... as I am now, I'm not strong enough to fight it."
"So," she said with a longer sigh. "I have to rob you just a little bit. But I'll give it back."
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Nov 23, 2019 22:15:54 GMT -6
Mumbo’s brow-ridges raised. She knew about Twobit? For a moment, the Majin forgot their benefactor was at least known at some point. The Stargoons were an ancient and legendary group. Known for their endings, usually. Maple told him that much not long ago.
”I like da moxie Kid, and a goal dat lofty? I can soitainly respect.” He raised a finger suddenly. ”But dat ain’t no way ta rob somebody. Ya do it... LIKE DIS!”
The Majin spun like a top, and his body was suddenly engulfed in brilliant chromatic light. It bathed the hallway in its glory, before suddenly vanishing. The massive Majin was now adorned in his usual, flashy battle attire. Sleek, gray armor glittered in the dull firelight of Makai Castle.
”It’s time ta snuff yer lights out! Da Black Goon won’t get robbed... instead? He’ll outrob da robba!”
He gave his friend-slash-enemy a sly wink, before leaping toward Ramen with unnatural dexterity for a bulky fellow. His aim was to simply overwhelm his smaller foe, using his size advantage to keep her from slipping away. He’d attempt to grapple her, squeezing the girl tight. If she was immobilized, one of his horns would stretch down and try to steal just about anything— a pouch of Zeni, a stashed scouter— and suck it into his body for safe keeping.
Transformed into Dai Majin (x1/x3P)!
New PL: 124,000/372,000
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Ramen
Administrator
PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Nov 25, 2019 8:18:09 GMT -6
STAND AND DELIVER| Ramen's PL: 175,000 |
Ramen lifted her arm to shield her eyes from the brilliant light that coated the halls. It was a dazzling display in the daylight, but in the depths of the Demon Realm, with her eyes adjusted to the dark, it shone with almost blinding strength. That brief distraction was enough for her to be left flat-footed for one second too long. The majin managed to grapple onto her, his natural strength enough to keep her pinned there for a few moments. She struggled against him, surprise and his superior bulk helping to hold her still despite her power. Eventually, she allowed her energy to bubble to the surface, crimson light crackling all around her as she powered herself up and tore herself free -- but not before the Majin made away with the scouter that was tucked away in her vest pocket. "Hey!" she shouted, feeling the scouter slip just out of reach. "You're the one being robbed here!"She planted her heel into the ground and kicked off, throwing as much power behind the launch as she could. She figured speed would be her main advantage here: the Majin was so much bigger than her, if she could slip past his guard even for a moment, she might be able to get ahold of what she was looking for. Unfortunately, she had no idea if he even had it on him right now. As she sailed in closer, she reached out and tried to snatch at the Majin's armour, searching for a pocket or a pouch or anything else she could get her hand on. The legendary pendant might have been her goal, but in a panic, she might well end up coming away with a wallet, his scouter, or just some old pocket lint. Nobody could ever accuse her of being a professional thief.
Ramen uses her Crimson Soul (x3P) along with Energy Setting.
Current PL: 332,000/332,000
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