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Post by Xanadu on Feb 20, 2018 12:23:20 GMT -6
THREAD PL LEVEL: 3,490
Xanadu’s experiment had been more than a success and the results were in; Earth’s alcohol did in fact make him drunk, and yes he would wind up hungover after taking too much. Slumped over the swivel chair in his stolen rust-bucket of a spaceship, inattentive to the piles of beer cans, dirty magazines, and manga that were left lying about that they practically up another layer of the floor, he savored the last droplets of the planetary drink he had. It was interesting how the drink encapsulated everything Xanadu felt about the planet after his first few hours from landing, in that it was boring, pointless and rather topped off by a dirty sensation that he couldn’t explain. He hated everything about the drink, but it was all he had available. As for the planet he found himself on, thanks to his intoxicated driving he was stuck for a bit longer then he had initially planned, thanks to having tried a game of chicken with a farmer’s patch that refused to move and ended up forcing the pod in half upon impact.
In fact, upon his drunken spins in his chair as he tried to remember just why the heck he was even on the planet in the first place, Xanadu was greeted by the first inhabitant of the planet to cross his path. It was the owner of the land he had intruded on, pointing their shotgun directly at the booze-filled planet man, as they tried to yell at him to “scram” and pointed to the field of carrots the left over half-piece of space pod had landed in. The owner was an older gentleman who had more energy that Xanadu would of expected for one of his age, jumping up and down and sharing endless rants thanks to their enraged temperament. But to Xanadu it was just another waste of stardust in the form of a living life, and he began to wish this geezer had been formed as a copy of his favorite magazine or maybe even one of those more rare cigars he had ran out of a few planets back. While the ramblings of the man went on, Xanadu tried to figure out exactly why he here again.
“Dragoon...bits...dragon...gotta get them…”
The response to Xanadu’s stammering and stringing of thoughts was a blast from the man’s shotgun, which Xanadu responded with in kind with a simple catch of the bullet on his first spin in his chair, and a twitch of his wrist that made it pierce the man’s arm by the second. While they screamed in pain and let out colorful language that a modern forum would not allow, Xanadu’s thoughts started to make some damn sense for the first time since he had gotten to this new world. Getting up and revealing himself to be only dressed in a wearable blanket during one of his many planetary genocide raids.
“I need them balls...your planet’s balls…” Xanadu knelt down to the farmer in agony, and picked him up by his shirt. “And you’re going to help me find them.”
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It took longer than what was ideal for the both of them to reach the city for the “planet-man” (or whatever his species name was called in the cosmic lexicon, he didn’t know). Thanks to the farmer’s constant bleeding and moaning, he had to encourage his new partner by continuing to shove bullets further into their body by flicking them at light speed, making sure not to damage him too much so that he could properly carry the device strapped to him. The mechanical “thingymcgibber” as Xanadu called it was a massive purple block triple the size of the human, and without telling the man the purpose why he was being forced to bring it along, the man struggled to not break it along their journey down from the hills and across the countless streets to their destination.
Once the olden man had led the “Top Asshole in The Galaxy” by “Sector Z* Monthly” to the center of the town, which was a hub for humans rushing to the numerous shopping malls and businesses around, Xanadu pat him on the back.
“For a knickerwacker of a life, you did your job. Now...set it down.”
The man practically fell forward to the ground once the purple box was latched off his back, with a thud so loud everyone could hear. But that wouldn’t be the only sound to grace the city’s citizens. With a single press of his thumb on the top of the box, the sides of it extended to the point of ramming across the walking area and between two buildings, forcing Xanadu to grab the man and flying to the top as it continued to grow. The horizontal width of the device went for almost a couple miles, revealing a massive eyesore of a screen, before it became obvious what had taken up almost all the breathing room of the city’s center; it was a massive television. And as Xanadu sat on the box, a video played to the rest of the those on this new planet he found himself on.
First came the sounds of what seemed like a disco song in a bloody battle with a hip hop beat while struggling to find any proper rhythm. Then flashed on screen none other than Xanadu himself, a bit younger thanks to it being recorder during his first few years of a humanoid lifeform, dressed in a backwards hat and a sweatshirt with his name on it. And his younger self came with a message.
“My name is Xanadu and I’m here to say,
I’m going to frickin’ In ~ Vade,
I’ll let you live if you pass the grade,
But errrrr…
You already failed!
Do not try to run or pray,
Cuz this is my own planetary raid,
You all got played,
Now before you fade,
YEAH!
MY MESSAGE IS IMPERATIVE,
LISTEN TO THE NARRATIVE,
YOUR DEATH IS A DECLARATIVE,
I’LL HANG YOUR CORPSES CUZ THEY DECORATIVE,
boom!”
The screen blinked off as those of the city continued to watch Xanadu in confusion. Standing up, he reached into his wearable blankets sleeve and pulled out a few cue cards. He had a plan for this planet that went beyond just “burn it and kill them all”, so he had to add a few new verses.
“Sorry there is a bit more for this specific planet raid. Ahem.” He took a break, watching the faces of his new audience with glee. “I’m looking for them dragon balls, y’all. I’m gonna tear through your planet like a cannonball. Tell me where they at, and that will be that. I won’t give a rat’s ass about this Earth, I’ll leave you all for what’s that worth.”
Xanadu raised his eyes from the cards, hoping even with his monotonous gleeless reading would get the message across. He was still planning to rip them all apart even if they did tell him where the dragon bits where, but hey, he wasn’t above lying to get what he wanted. What did he owe these people? But it was clear from their vacant expressions they didn’t really understand what was happening or what threat he possessed. It was time to set an example.
Raising his arm up without even looking off the crowd, it began to radiate with ki as it was surrounded by energy in the form of clusters of glitter. In the blink of an eye the glitter came together and fired at the man, setting his body ablaze and blasting it into pieces. The remains fell toward the now horrified crowd, before becoming nothing. All Xanadu responded with was a simple grin that said it all. He was not Earth’s friend.
“Now, any takers?"
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Post by Finn on Feb 20, 2018 12:50:42 GMT -6
| NEW PLANETS, NEW PEOPLE, NEW RAP, NEW DEAD BODIES ABOUND! |
Satan City was cool! Finn had never really been around the place before. He'd always heard about it from other people and those travel brochures you always find in boring offices that were probably placed there just to torture employees who wish they could travel, but seeing the place for himself was something else! The streets were bustling even at late hours, and bright lights lit up the place through the normally pitch darkness of night. The android could get used to this! As he walked through the jostling crowds trying to think of where he should go spend some of the Zeni he'd made by offering to cut someone's lawn (although he'd only offered, taken the money and gone on his way), something he hadn't really been expecting happened, but it was still pretty exciting for the young, dark eyed boy to see.
A ginormous television popped up out of nowhere, and some weirdly dressed man began rapping on it. It wasn't quite as catchy as some of the other songs Finn had heard lately, and a couple of the rhymes the man had made felt like a bit of a stretch, but once it was over, Finn calpped his hands together for the performance. It was still nice of whoever that had been to put on a free show for everyone. Then the man himself from the rap made a speech Finn was having a hard time making out over the bustling sounds of the crowd he was standing in, though the android was able to make out something that had to do with the "Dragon Balls". He quickly searched the internet in the back of his mind for a result about what those were and found himself rather impressed. He kind of wanted these balls for himself too, now.
Well, not as badly as the rapper, apparently, as the guy suddenly burst some poor man into flames, the ashes of the corpse fluttering about above the crowd of shocked people. It was appalling to Finn as well, of course, though something about how easily this "Xanadu" guy had exploded a person like that was strangely intriguing to the young Android. Wait, no it wasn't. That was horrible of the rapper to do! Finn activated his flight module and soared up onto the gigantic T.V. set and landed himself right next to the evil rapper guy. "Hey!" he shouted at him. "Just cause you can kinda rap and want some stupid balls doesn't mean you can go around blowing people up, loser!" Even if the man seemed powerful, Finn could sense the guy's energy, and knew Xanadu was all show.
Finn could easily kick his butt.
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Post by Kail Valliere on Feb 20, 2018 12:53:05 GMT -6
Thread PL: 7,060
It wasn't rare for the Sheriff to be working a city besides Central. Everyone was all over the only Saiyan lawman on the planet. After having just body checked a group of highway bandits into a jail cell, literally, he was taking a well deserved afternoon off. 'Well guess again, asshole' Fate said. The sight didn't bother him much, the square was a common place for flash mobs, promotions, movies, or just assholes doing whatever it is they do. Big television, he thought, resuming his smoke. What he had thought was just some elaborate promotion work for some gay bar ended up costing a man his life, even as the crowd went one of two ways. Some instantly scattered, and he figured they were the smart ones. From the crowd a man a good head and shoulders taller then the average lifted a hand, showing the star badge on it. The other, a cybernetic arm that had a sheen to it in the afternoon light, was face forward. Palm open, port sliding as blast of sapphire energy tore through the speaker. Thankfully stopping that awful disco music. Crowd parted as cowboy walked through, duster shifting behind him as he made a glance of the kind a wolf gave it's lunch. He was an obvious Saiyan, just by muscle, size, and especially the tail wrapped around his waist, tucked neatly under leather long coat.
"You know what happens to sinners and crooks? We put 'em in a hole, ain't no chance for parole."
Hand showed badge, scowl on the lawman's face evident under low brimmed hat. "I'm Kail Valliere, but you can call me Sheriff or Sir. Got about ten seconds to get yer ass down here before I stomp you back to the seventies." Badge was pinned back to lapel, thumbs hooking into his belt as he gave the odd alien a look that could grind wheat into flour just by the weight of it. By body position alone it was clear he was ready to fight, and even more so to put the xeno in a cell as soon as possible. Can't even get an afternoon off without some weirdo causing trouble, Earth used to be so peaceful. So much for a retirement plan. The cigar still burnt in thin, scarred lips, hardly hampering his talk at all. He smoked enough that he could talk around it like a real black and white movie's gangster. Or a western, which just by his attire was obviously what he preferred. Maybe he toke the Sheriff thing to seriously, at least John Wayne was still cool, right?
Still, he thought, flexing fists. Beating up a murderer would do just fine for his therapy. Might even be tough enough to get a decent work out, at his age (30) a good work out was as important as ever.
"Everyone please get yer asses moving." He added, making sure everyone saw the badge on his chest. "Central Sheriff, this is not a stunt. Please vacate the area, as I am not responsible for your dumbasses, and that dude is definitely not."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2018 13:09:16 GMT -6
The city before Lysosome was the largest he had ever attempted to enter. It was much larger than the numerous villages he had entered for supply runs, but this city would serve a different purpose; it would give him a new kind of food.
As he entered the city, in cloak, he witnessed the ungodly performance taking place within. An individual sat on a box before the most massive television he had ever seen. They seemed to be singing a song about something trivial, like most do. Typical shit.
He uncloaked as he neared the individual, revealing his presence to all around.
"Hey kid, I'm gonna need you to cut this shit out. You're spooking my cattle here, and we both know i can't have that happen. I will give you one chance hear. Leave or prepare for trouble. Make it now."
"And I mean now!"
PL: 3618
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Post by Saiba on Feb 20, 2018 13:32:16 GMT -6
PL: 3,802
Kaio x2P
Transformed PL: 7604
There was a serious disturbance on Earth which the Shinjin could sense, and whilst it wasn't the WTF, this was definitely a threat that Saiba felt required some... divine intervention. So she powered up to her maximum power and took off for the source, frowning as she arrived on the scene with her sword in hand as she looked at the walking talking planet in humanoid form. "Sheriff was it?" she inquired as she caught the last part of the cyborg Saiyans speech. "I'll handle this... I'm afraid this entity falls under my jurisdiction more than it does your own." she claimed, leveling her sword at the folk, punk, electric-rapping planetary being.
"So, care to explain what you're doing in this quadrant of space? Last I looked a century ago you were orbiting the Dorrelia star cluster, which is several million light years from here." she asked the living planet, wondering if this cosmic entity would realise what she was and be able to behave accordingly. She may not have the rank of a Kai or even a Kaioshin, but damn it if she was going to just let the living planet wreck this world for its own amusement, if that was what it was here for.
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Post by Xanadu on Feb 20, 2018 13:57:10 GMT -6
"Oh freakin' hell."
Xanadu turned to see from the annoying crowd of city protecters gathering to stop him (apparently this dustball had quite a few do-gooders, for whatever reason), and the most eye-catching thing of all was one of the "Shitjins" (as he'd like to call them) now here. He'd ran into them a few times during his space voyages, and every damn time he did there'd be hours upon hours of paperwork and explanation for what he was doing. They often threatened to send him to the big bin for losers, but Xanadu found a loophole or two, as their rules state againist life killing other life, but had no coverage for planets acting as life killing real living life. Still, having to hassle them with something he was no looking forward to, and in fact he had an idea for how to make the higher-then-thou attitude jerk feel how he did. Lifting his wearable blanket a bit he exposed a yardstick-long rocky contraption connected to his body.
"I have no time for this bureaucracy nonsense. Look hun, you can check the paperwork, I can do what I damn well please and you can't stop me. The Dorrelia can suck it and lick up my liquids, and so can you." Exposing himself to the Shinjin he let out a stream of green ooze, splattering it all over them as he laughed. "In fact why not you start early."
He let out a bit of a maniacal laughter before putting it all back under the purple comfortable blanket, and turned his attention to the others.
"As for the rest of you all, you're not worth my time and I can do what the hell I want. I've been around longer then any of y'all. Hell, I'm pretty sure back in the day it was my galactic humping around the stars during my planet stage that I created magic with this planet's greatest of grandmothers. I can do what I damn please, and you can't stop me, even if you got a nice badge or a funky arm or what have you." Xanadu paused for a second, reaching under his blanket again to discover that a weird bump that had put him in a slightly worse mood then usual happened to be a beer can lodged in his buttcrack. He took a few sips, before tossing it below to where it's high impact ended up breaking a bystander's leg. "Oh damn. Well, I mean, break a leg is good luck and all. Look, just tell me where the damn dragon dangly bits are. I want to make a big wishy on a star and what not. It's the only reason I'm here. I mean no harm."
Of course, the whole reason Xanadu wanted to make a wish was to do harm. In fact, placing one arm behind himself as if he was scratching his buttocks, he hid his hand which was once again gathering sparkling energy in case the entourage of pests decided to give him more then heavenly paperwork to deal with.
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Post by Finn on Feb 20, 2018 16:27:00 GMT -6
| NEW STUFF ABOUND! |
Wow, the whole posse showed up to help Finn stop this guy! First some cowboy Saiyan dude with a cool hat parted the entire crowd of scared people to come up and confront Xanadu. Then right after that, some other Saiyan guy in an edgy cloak made his grand entrance and mentioned something about cattle before making his threat. Lastly, some magical blonde woman came out of nowhere with a sword and said something about how the sheriff Saiyan guy wasn't the right person for the job, and that she could handle it all herself before spouting some exposition about Xanadu. Finn didn't really understand what she or most of the others were saying, mostly because they were quite distant from him and sort of talked over the noise of the screaming crowd, but at least he knew they were here to help him. It did amuse the young android that every single one of them was way weaker than him, though. Well, except for the sheriff guy, he was pretty close to Finn's power.
And then the jerk rapper guy spoke back to all their theats. It amounted to the usual babble you'd expect to hear from a villain of his caliber, though Finn wasn't expecting him to go and launch a beer can at a pedestrian and smash the poor guy's leg. The android winced as he imagined that must've hurt quite a lot. Clearly the rapper man was unstable and needed to be taught a lesson. Finn didn't really know if attacking right off the bat was the best idea, though, since there were so many other people around them. Still, he was by far the closest person to Xanadu, since both of them stood atop the gigantic T.V. set he'd popped up out of nowhere. What could he do here?
"Alright, uh," Finn started to speak up. Maybe if he just gave the guy some of the information he wanted, he'd just leave without harming anyone. A couple of the people who'd shown up to help stop him were significantly weaker than Xanadu, so he could end up seriously harming them. "I looked around the internet, and there's these things you can buy to help track the balls down, apparently?" Finn wasn't sure how accurate his information was, since he'd just read it off some shady site, but it was all he had to go on. "If you had yourself one of those, then that'd help? Nobody really just knows where the balls are, from the looks of it." There, he'd gotten the information out. Now he just had to hope nobody was stupid enough to escalate things.
TAGS: Xanadu , Kail Valliere , @lysosome , Saiba
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Post by Kail Valliere on Feb 21, 2018 0:39:09 GMT -6
The Sheriff gave the girl a quick look, tipping his head in deep enough to show respect for a Shinjin. But not low enough to show any sort of obedience or submission. "Ma'am. Sorry to be blunt, but he just killed an Earthling under my care. If you were half decent at ya job, that wouldn't have happened. Ain't yer jurisdiction gonna bring that man back, so stay outta my way." He roughly shoved anyone in front of him out of the way. Ignoring the other Saiyan, the Shinjin, and the Android. "Miss Shinjin, yer welcome to help me take the punk down. So are the rest of you, but ya start blowin' up city blocks and we're all gonna have us a tussle. Paint my ass red and call me a wagon, you think I'm lettin' you get a single Dragon Ball." Lots of talk from lots of folk, the stand down might happen, might not. Time taken to waste on it would end up with more dead people, and less justice served. The Sheriff had a job, and it was a simple one. Put down assholes, hard if need be. Taking off, work boots landed on the giant display screen. Opposite end of the android, the Sheriff once again dipped his head. Nothing if not polite to anyone not murdering and breaking people's legs.
"Howdy little man, I reckon' you and that fiesty fruit girl the only ones half inclined to help me out. Maybe that bloke in the cape, but I right figure you tellin' this barn a horse shy about the radar ain't the best move, y'feel?" His rustic accent crossed a stern face, but like any Saiyan the feeling of a fight coming on would've had his tail wagging. If it wasn't for the seriousness of the past few moments. "Mate 'ere ain't gonna listen to none of us, best we either jump 'em, or let me do my job."
He thinks he's slick, the voice at the back of Kail's mind didn't have that happy go lucky accent. It might've been five years ago, but this was a fighter retired from the Saiyan Kingdom. With his nifty new arm, he was stronger then he'd been back then by a mile. Eyes narrowed, giving the odd planet humanoid a once over with all the passion of a turret tracking a target. Clicking his teeth, a wad of spit hit the top of the three's impromptu fighting ring. Lifting his hand, two fingers cocked out. Pointing at Xandu in a mock gun.
"Draw."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2018 5:20:29 GMT -6
Well that was quick.
Not long after Lysosome's arrival, many more people of all shapes and sizes arrived at the scene to stop the man that they had deemed such a menace. One was an android that struck him as vaguely familiar in some way, but he shot this idea down after searching his memory banks for info, only to find nothing. The next, a sheriff, who attempted to tell everyone to get out so that he could deal with this menace.
Strangest of all, though, was the Shinjin that appeared before them. Lysosome had only ever heard rumors o these beings before, and seeing one here finally answered the question of whether they were even real or not. Good to know for later.
The man calling himself Xanadu then rambled for a good bit, calling the group a bunch of goody-two-shoes. That was not a good way to appease Lysosome.
"Me? A goody two shoes? No no no no, you don't understand. I am not "good" as you would call it, at least in your sense of the word. Our goals just don't align, bub. Seems to me, though, that your hands are about to be full. I think I'll let ya settle this one.
With little hesitation, Lysosome took to the air using his wings. The individual had gotten himself into a big scrape, and Lysosome wasn't gonna stick around. Besides, they were serving his goals, putting his pieces into place for him. It was a great feeling.
THREAD EXIT ATTEMPTED
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Post by Saiba on Feb 21, 2018 7:49:51 GMT -6
Before Saiba could explain to the Sheriff why nobody had done something about Xanadu before, the damned planet... "Did you just..." she asked incredulously as she looked down at the goop on her boots. Her grip on her sword's hilt tightened. "I'm about to make something very clear to you Xanadu." the blonde Shinjin snarled, her eyes looking like they were going to burst into fire whilst her sword's blade began to crackle with arcs of red lightning.
"Our rules say we can't end life..." Saiba began to explain before she suddenly swung her sword at the living planet in humanoid form, unleashing a burst of red magical energy. "They're very fuzzy though on damaging it!" she roared, shooting a glance at the Saiyan Sheriff and nodding subtly. <Take him down Sheriff. I'll draw his focus.> she sent to him via her Telepathy whilst she returned her focus to the obnoxious planet being that had just urinated all over her! She might get into some bother with the Shinjins back home, but damn was it going to be worth it to wipe that smug smirk off his annoying face!
Used [N1] Blade Lightning (PL: 2509.32 ~ 2509)
[N1] Blade Lightning: By channeling her power through her sword, she can hurl a bolt of magical lightning towards her foe!
KP: 2/3
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Post by Xanadu on Feb 21, 2018 10:49:20 GMT -6
This group was pathetic in trying to get a grasp on the situation. They seemed to struggle to know what to do with a planet turned "rapstar"/invader, and Xanadu couldn't really blame them, he was a unique creature in every right. The one life-form with a horrible fashion sense and that looked like some sort of reject fisherman tried to reason with him and tell Xanadu about the genital scanners, but he had already learned of such devices when he was told of them initially. Meanwhile the sheriff continued to try to reason with Xanadu with force, which he had to snicker at, like some unkempt hairy man cosplaying as a cowboy would scare him much. The other being just got up and tried to leave, which almost got Xanadu to burst out laughing. It was going to be so easy to kill this rag-tag group, and after that finish off the rest of the planet's people, all before wishing for everything to stop existing. Maybe he could even add a few verses to his rap in there. This was going exactly as Xanadu had hoped, and he didn't even have to do any Shitjin paper work to get the job done.
Not one to let a job undone, Xanadu revealed his hand that was not scratching his butt hole for a suspicious amount of time, but instead a sizable ball of shards of glitter. Just moments before the glitterball left his hands and got a chance to attack what Xanadu saw as an escaping prey, the Shinjin revealed they had more then just paperwork to counter with. A burst of lighting was sent his way, and he only had a moment's chance to fling the ball to try and counter. Closing his eyes to shield himself as the sparkles and holy attack collided, he opened them to discover he had been slightly damaged.
It was a shock, not only for the fact no one had ever properly stood up to him before, but also the blanket covering himself had a mess of holes now strung throughout. This did not please the planetoid man one bit.
Trying to figure out a way to come back from the attack in a showmanship manner, he slipped his rocky piece through one of the holes and fired a never-ending stream at the Shinjin as he jumped to the side, using his hands to hold and aim his bodily fluids. Once landing on his new position, he'd turn and try to hit the cowboy, hoping the displeasing stench and goo would be enough to give himself an upper hand.
"FEEL MY PLANETARY NATURAL STREAM, YOU CUSSIN' FREAKS! I CAN'T BE STOPPED, BABY!"
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Post by Finn on Feb 21, 2018 11:45:09 GMT -6
| NEW STUFF ABOUND! |
Of course, just as Finn had advised everyone to keep cool and not escalate things, the cowboy man and the magical anime girl lady both decided to step up to the plate and get their kicks in. Well, at least the other Saiyan had the decency to listen to the android and leave. Why were adults so stupid sometimes? On the bright side, they'd probably be strong enough to subdue this Xanadu guy before he did anything too drastic, with all their combined strength. Actually, Finn was pretty sure he could obliterate the self proclaimed rapper all by himself with little effort if he went into his Overdrive form, but he'd tried that before and while it certainly made him more powerful, it always left him feeling, like, a thousand times more drained than he'd been before he used it. And he was already the strongest person here without it, so it wasn't worth it.
He returned his attention back to the scene at hand, and raised an eyebrow as the rapper man started doing... something obscene. Finn was glad he could disable his own scent detection at will, for the moment the stench of the liquid... Whatever it was hit his nostrils, he gagged and flinched back a bit before shutting the sensors off immediately. While he liked being able to smell things, sometimes it was just not worth it. The android felt bad for the other two who seemed to have gotten themselves sprayed, and felt even worse once he realized they weren't androids, so they couldn't just simply disable their scent detection. He himself flew up and out of the way before the stream could catch him, and hovered off to the side of the T.V.
"Okay, that's pretty freakin' gross!" he scoldingly said to the planet man. "I'm not sure if you know this, but usually it's not an acceptable thing to just pee on people, even if you don't like them!" This guy could probably use a lesson. While it wasn't acceptable to pee on people, it was acceptable to headbutt people who were being huge jerks. And this rapper man had just killed two people and peed on two people, so he qualified as a huge jerk. Finn faced his palms away from himself behind his back, and out from his palm came two little nozzles. And from those nozzles, flame burst out with massive force and shot Finn forward at breakneck speeds, the little android rearing his head forward to bash directly into Xanadu.
TAGS: Kail Valliere , Xanadu , Saiba
OOC NOTES: 2/3 KP, used [N1] Alpha RAM on Xanadu, 2,640 PL attack
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Post by Kail Valliere on Feb 21, 2018 13:00:15 GMT -6
Did I just get pissed on? The Sheriff let a single moment of silence after that go, before showing his teeth. "I ain't one to gang up mate." A brief burst of ki around him had the worst of the substance burst out fabric in droplets of extremely disgusting rain. Good thing leather was pretty decent at keeping gunk off itself. Still, he tilted his head to get a his nostrils as far from the source as possible. Getting a fresh breath of air helped keep him from upchucking his lunch. He'd seen worse in some war zones, but Kami's sake that was foul. Watching the odd planet-thing stop the girl's attack was impressive, and the moment of gross actions was swiftly burnt in the roaring inferno every Saiyan got into when a fight was building. Eyes watched as the android unloaded his own attack, not bad for a kid. Least there wasn't any Arcosian running around, The Sheriff was polite enough to wait. Undoing his duster and tossing it over the side of the stand, followed by his hat. Without it, the apparent metal arm was just that. Shining metal from finger to shoulder. Plain shirt and his scarlet sash blowing in the air, spiked black locks swaying; teeth showing between the forest of his beard.
"Alright people, I'm pretty glad we got so many good guys runnin' 'round eager to help. But we ain't gonna jump the K-pop star. He prolly has some fan base that'll be real mean to us on Spacebook." He made a rather serious look at the Shinjin. A friendly grin crossed his face, and he palmed the top of her head. Messing her hair up as he ruffled it "You promise to take him somewhere where he can't hurt anyone. But let 'em go after he learns a lesson. Ain't about to let some bloke be rotting in a cell for being an idiot. Yer prolly a lot older then me anyway eh? But he coulda done a lot worse damage then he did. Maybe in a decade he'll be alright." His voice wasn't unkind, she was just shorter then him. And Kail had a natural dad tone.
The moment the Android's attack was finished, whether the Xandu blocked it or toke it, he rushed in. The weird disco man had enough power to work like he did, he should have enough experience to at least take a fist fight from anyone here. And Sheriff or not, Kail was adamant to be the first one to get a crack at a solid match. Ki flaring around him like a flame, the quick dart having his feet leave the ground as he rushed righto the offense with the quick confidence of his race. It wasn't a feint, or some coy strategy to put Xandu on the defensive. It was raw brawler style combat, making quick swipes with bone crunching impact behind every blow. Cybernetic fist working just as fast as it's fleshy counterpart, few kicks were tossed in, only to throw a knee if it was warranted. Warning had been issued earlier, so it was time for the real fight to begin!
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Saiba
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Post by Saiba on Feb 21, 2018 18:46:23 GMT -6
"Go right ahead Sheriff. I can't think of a single entity in the cosmos that is a "fan" of this bastard." she said with a shrug in regards to his comment about the Spacebook fandom. The Shinjin very much doubted that this walking talking pile of planetary filth could even have fans. Hell, she doubted even the bacteria that live on him were that fond of him at times. When the Sheriff made his request, the blonde Shinjin sighed and shook her head. "The Dorellia Cluster was where the rest of my people had managed to sequester him last time he'd made himself a nuisance. Unpopulated and isolated from any inhabited star systems..." Saiba explained with another sigh.
"As far as I can tell, he's been doing this for as long as anyone can remember... including the oldest among my people." she exposited. "The real problem though is that he's technically classed as a planet by the majority of my people's rulings, and we don't technically have the authority to destroy planets... and sadly I don't have the power to actually forcibly take him anywhere at the moment. Yet." Saiba regrettably admitted to the Saiyan Cyborg Sheriff.
"I was kinda hoping that he'd bugger off on his own accord... but since he's after the Dragon Balls, that's no longer an option." she said as she prepared another charge of her lightning along her sword. "He'll have to be knocked out at the least till we can figure out a way of hurling him back into space... or cast him down into Hell, whichever comes first. I'm not that fussy, and if worse comes to worst, I'll take the blame." said the blonde Shinjin before she hurled another bolt of crimson lightning at the Living Planet Xanadu, being careful to not hit the Android that was also attacking him.
Used [N1] Blade Lightning (PL: 2509.32 ~ 2509)
[N1] Blade Lightning: By channeling her power through her sword, she can hurl a bolt of magical lightning towards her foe!
KP: 1/3
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Post by Xanadu on Feb 23, 2018 16:10:45 GMT -6
Observing his situation, It was official; Xanadu had gotten himself into some serious shit. He didn't know how in the span of half a day he had found himself with only one murder and one injury completed, as he usually had half a city on fire at this point at the very least, or how this band of wannabe heroes had all arrived to stop him so quickly. Even more troubling was the fact that they actually proved to be a threat. It was a problem he hadn't faced in his years of living, which while a short amount of time, was still enough that he figured if he this was possible he would of known of it by now. Sure, he was aware of some of those oddball power races like the mighty gods (as they often tried to deal with the peculiar trouble of a living planet traveling around) or those Arcosian twats (who often tried to capture and sell him during his planet days), but for the most part if Xanadu wanted someone to burn, they'd be brunt. This was not the case here on the dustball of a planet, and it was something that Xanadu was having difficultly coming to terms with.
Though it wasn't as if he had a long while to mull over this new discovery, as while these life forms continued to blab on and on about justice and worth of life as they often do, one followed their speech up with a butt from the head into Xanadu's gut. The advanced planetoid had to tilt his head at the fact this human had spit fire from nozzles that appeared out of nowhere, but once the air was knocked out of him he was able to tell something about this human. Their meat body was made out of some sort of element, something not usual for a living life-form, making it hard for Xanadu to know how to even react to such an attack.
The "Shitjin's" attack gave him an idea, as they seemed to be a one trick pony and doing the same maneuver as before. Clasping his hands around his opponent's head he threw the young teen at the the bolts of lighting to try to take most of the damage for him. Some bolts got through still, ripping apart bits of the seams of Xanadu's luscious robe, but before he could even acknowledge that the third attack came his way.
Xanadu's body swayed at light speed with the sheriff's kicks, being tossed around like a supersonic game of hot potato. He had spent years as a planet with cosmic power, and even in his form he had enough of his abilities left over he never had to fight in a brawl before. The impact of metal was met with the slight cracking of Xanadu's bone, something that over time his grand abilty to form his humanoid form could fix, but for the next few hours he would be massively injured. His body bent inwards with each blow, with fluids bursting from his body as his skin started to break off in pieces like rocks falling out place. With the final blow Xanadu was sent off of the television set and dropped right onto the concrete, as the crowd left over moved to the side and looked down on the destroyed area and husk of a man. He had been made out to be a fool, and it only took these three strangers less then five minutes to do so.
Remaining on the ground and basking in his pain, Xanadu took his finger and lifted to see what the strange liquid was pouring out from it. He was met with shock when he realized that he was in fact bleeding, yes, bleeding. He never had bled before, and it was not a sensation he was really finding himself to be fond of. Struggling to get up, Xanadu opened his arms wide, trying to expose his weakness to the planet's protectors. He had a feeling they wouldn't attack him while he was already down, and it was something he could use to his advantage.
"Alright, you cusswads. You miserable pile of flesh and...whatever the young one is...you beat me. You'd clearly win in combat. I am a sham, not worthy of your dragon bits..." Before a human eye could track exactly what Xanadu was doing, mid-sentence he used the last of his speed to grab a nearby child, placing his arm around their neck and his palm next to his head as a mother screamed out in horror. "...but I still want them anyways. Make one move and I kill the child. Boomdeyada, gonzo. But let me go and I'll drop the child off on the outskirts of the city, and we can continue this fight later when I have had time to learn more about this planet and improve and then...then...I will be ready for your balls."
Xanadu was rambling, blood rushing down his broken face, but he didn't have much time. He needed to get out of here and fast. These types were usually people of their word, and he knew they'd hate more bleed to be shed unless it was his. He had to escape or his trip to Earth would be visit to this planet would be shorter then expected.
"I'll even let you keep the t.v. So, we have a deal?"
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