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Post by Nashi on Nov 23, 2019 2:30:30 GMT -6
”Phew!”
Nashi had been through quite a lot. What had he been through, you ask? Well, for one, he’d been flying as fast as he could fly down Snake Way— so fast, in fact, you’d almost think he was doing so with Flight as a UT3 or, even faster than that, on a Flying Nimbus riding another, marginally faster Flying Nimbus. But, no, flying fast was the default for Nashi, as the faster you flew the faster you could stop flying (and Nashi detested flying, as it triggered the feline part of his mind into thinking he was falling, giving Nashi no small degree of mental exhaustion in his continual combatting of the feeling to prepare for landing): instead, Nashi was a teensy bit tuckered out from more recent events, the transpirings of an solo at time of writing unwritten. A little spoiler, just between you and me: it will feature Nashi, and he won’t die in it. Don’t tell anyone!
Nashi was just pleased and relieved to see the end, and the tail, of Snake Way! In barely any time at all, Nashi was at the very end of the million-kilometre-spanning snake. He congratulated himself for a good effort in flying and smiled as he caught his breath. Then an idea intruded in his mind: he came here for a reason beyond a slight exercise in speed! He came here to see the really cool, really blue King Kai dude! ”Er, King Kai? I made it!” Nashi looked around and couldn’t see anything besides the infinitely-spanning plane of nimbus-like clouds blanketing the depths of Hell. he looked down, same thing. ”Uh oh.” Had Nashi been deceived, tricked, utterly bamboozled?! Nashi looked up. I refuse to believe it! It must be here somewh— Oh there it is.
There it was: King Kai’s Planet, resting ceaselessly in the sky above. it was as large as a planet— King Kai’s, specifically.
Nashi jumped up with feline ease, though panicked a bit when the itty-bitty planet caught Nashi in its gravity, forcing him to rearrange to brace for landing even though he was flying… one of the downsides of having an Otherworld Cat for a grandpa, I guess.
Nashi’s blue laceless shoes touched down on the grassy surface. Near him were some trees and, a small ways off, there was a road. Nashi followed by the road by its side until he saw the pleasant little cottage on the other side. He wanted to go over to the house-ling and give a ring-a-ding-ling to the door to see if anyone was in, but that would require that he cross the road and he didn’t see any traffic lights or zebra crossings from which to legally do so. Road safety was important, even if the road network had one road and one car, a 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air, with a theoretical top speed of only 155km/h.
”Hey, King Kai? I’m here!”
Strangely enough, ‘I’m here’ was one of the statements incapable of not being true. 450kPL |
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Post by King Kai on Nov 26, 2019 13:03:28 GMT -6
It usually took a while for anyone King Kai selected to make their way all the way across the Snakeway, so he had decided it was likely safe to relax for a while. He had turned on the stove, settled a pot of tea onto it, and was simply awaiting its whistle as he sat nearby with a magazine in his hands. Even deities like him needed some quality R&R sometimes! He stretched himself out on his lawn chair and settled into a nice few days of waiting for that blue cat boy to arrive. By his estimate, it'd take him at least-
Someone was calling out his name. And unless Bubbles had learned to speak. "What the-" he grumbled as he stood up off his chair and walked over to find a familiar face had already reached his domain. "What- How did- I just saw you-" he stammered for a bit, then let out a sigh. His tea hadn't even boiled yet! There was the chance he had underestimated how strong this new generation of heroes had gotten. Still, the King shook his head and clicked his tongue. "You flew all the way here, didn't you?" he asked Nashi, "Running all the way down Snakeway on foot is an essential part of the training! Go back and do it again!" He quickly commanded of Nashi, although he realized what a hassle it might be to make the Earthling go through the entire thing a second time.
"Actually, hold that thought-" he paused, then did some quick mental math for a few seconds, until a smile curled onto his face. "Alternatively, why don't I have you do laps around the planet to compensate? By my estimate, the number of laps required for you to match the length of the road you skipped is... 1,952 laps. So, get cracking!"
King Kai then nodded at Nashi before returning to his lawn chair, flipping his magazine open again and keeping an ear out for the whistle of his tea kettle.
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Post by Nashi on Nov 27, 2019 2:01:35 GMT -6
King Kai seemed surprised. Nashi had no idea why— he arrived as quickly as he could!
He would have made it a tad sooner if that danged solo training thread didn’t happen, sure, but Snake Way solos were tantamount to obligatory.
”Uh-huh!” Well, no, ”Well, er, no,” damnit, Nashi, I was saying that! ”I ran for some of it.” Was that not allowed? There was a pathway, he assumed it was designed for walking or running on.
Oh!
Is this what it feels like when I tell people to climb my Tower? Not wishing to be made a hypocrite of, Nashi was about to turn back before King Kai stopped him. ”Er, OK. I can run Snake Way later!” Laps, though? Those could be cool, too! This King Kai gent sure was clever!
Nashi got started. He began racing along the diameter that was the road, though of course every time he met the lovely car he’d move around it— wouldn’t want to be rude, of course. With time his method changed: first it was standard running, but the centre of mass would slowly get closer to the planet and, with time, Nashi would incorporate more and more of his arms in his movement until he was taking continual quadrupedal leaps— if he leaped just right he’d send himself to orbit, though of course he didn’t want to do that.
It was a good time to reflect on life, and that other thing that was about when life wasn’t around.
On one hand, there was so much he didn’t get to do: grow up, eat cake for breakfast, develop an immunity to cooties, that sort of thing. But, on the other hand, he was gonna get mega heaps wise here. And if he planted the senzu bonsai in Heaven’s soil, he wouldn’t need to feed it a metric elephant’s worth of fertiliser every day! According to the Ocean and FUNimation dubs, Snake Way is 10,000 miles long. However, this sucks, because A) it uses miles and B) it’s a dubism. According to the manga and also DBZ Kai, it’s about a million kilometres long (or 621,371.192 miles). According to some magazine someplace, Goku’s PL at the Raditz fight was 416— it shouldn’t have increased by then, as the Snake Way beginning point was so shortly after then and Goku didn’t get a zenkai because dying doesn’t count as being near-death. Assuming Power Level scales with speed which, frankly, we shouldn’t, but you can’t stop me, and also assuming that DB PL and WoD PL are the same, which is even more problematic but look at me go, and given that it took Goku 177 days, Nashi would be able to run 1 Snake Way of distance in 3.927 hours or so. If anything, it would be a bit faster, given that Goku faced a few distractions and, for whatever reason, was not a cat. To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Rick and Morty. The humour is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Rick's nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation- his personal philosophy draws heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realise that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Rick & Morty truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Rick's existential catchphrase "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub," which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Dan Harmon's genius wit unfolds itself on their television screens. What fools.. how I pity them.
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Post by King Kai on Dec 27, 2019 23:30:52 GMT -6
Nashi began his run without much question, which was a good sign. If this was an omen, it'd mean two students in a row were good eggs. There was a reason he hadn't taken in a student in a little while, and it was definitely due to some attitude issues in the last century or so. It wasn't that they were bad learners, rather that they were... Cocky? Arrogant? More evil than they'd originally seemed?
As King Kai pondered whether or not his previous student would ever be an issue again, he took notice of Nashi's interesting running methods. It almost felt like cheating, with each lap being cleared in nearly a single bound; the effort was still there, though, so he let it slide.
"Ahem!" King Kai announced, during one of Nashi's slower leaps, "You went through quite the-- Interesting experience-- Back on Earth!"
He made sure to pause his sentences when Nashi got out of ear-shot, only starting again when the blue fur crested the horizon once more.
"Two Super Saiyans-- That's a lot of gold!" He tried to weave a pun into his sentence, but Nashi had already circled twice by the time he'd thought of one. The moment had passed.
"Well, anyways-- You've got a long road ahead of you... Literally!" He snickered, but Nashi probably wouldn't hear it.
"Tell me a bit-- About yourself, Nashi. Any goals, besides-- Beat up those Super Saiyans?"
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Post by Nashi on Dec 28, 2019 21:34:07 GMT -6
”Super Saiyans, is that was it was?” His words were spoken silently, mostly to himself. But King Kai might have heard it anyway, given that A) he’s a god, B) he’s got big ears and C) he’s got a weird antennae hat, and Nashi didn’t know what it was supposed to do, but he figured it had something to do with what antennae were usually meant to do. Watch TV and/or hear stuff.
Being entirely honest, Nashi couldn’t remember all that much of his dying. He remembered there were some things, and some stuff, and Quince was there, and then there was an explosion and Nashi was worried that might have been himself. Presumably, they were after his Dragon Ball and, presumably, they got it, but that wasn’t so bad. There were plenty of other warriors of Earth, like the edgy robot dude, Yogu, Carro’s incorrectly coloured cat and Chime! Some of those guys were stronger than Nashi was, surely, so they’d have a big chance of beating up the bad guys!
”And i did the yellow form too — right?” That felt like something he’d do. In facing off against two Super Saiyans, he’d activate the transformation more representative of the solar plexus chakra than anything they could have managed. The Super Saiyan transformation being tied to the manipura chakra was only a theory, of course, but it would certainly explain the power, the colour and the tingles upon the back. What Nashi didn’t remember was that he used the red and the yellow transformations at the same time, and even that could not save him. ”Eh. All too yellow — for my tastes.”
Nashi heard the line by virtue of his Super Mega Hyper Feline Hearing™. Those large, perky ears were astoundingly good at picking up speech, alarms and whether a thread is about to turn into a DE. Goals, huh? Those are the things on either side of a sportsball field, right? Oh, no, he means... ”Being alive would — be pretty cool.” Revenge now wasn’t nearly the driver for action it had been against Mumbo and Virus, and not just because he barely remembered being offed this time. He was, after all, a smidgeon wiser. Perhaps, in 50 deaths time, when he unlocked the third eye and achieved total enlightenment through every chakra, he could write some poetry worth reading or sit still for more than an hour.
”But, uh, nah,” at every point Nashi wasn’t close enough to King Kai to speak, he was making sound effects to imitate the whistling of the wind, ”there’s some enlightenment stuff — but that’ll come when it comes.” Trying to hurry wisdom did not seem an especially wise thing to do. ”I just wanna live peacefully — with my family and friends —defending Earth — and not dying so often.”
Though he was growing tired of defending Earth so much. Far too common were the attacks on holy ground, were the friends becoming enemies, were the friends becoming enemies again after having been returned to friends, were the losses. But still! It was the hero’s burden! ”Perhaps even meet up with Cadenza again.” Nashi thought a bit more about the question, and realised he’d forgotten something. ”Oh, and resurrect Yogu!” Hopefully, upon return, Yogu wouldn’t be possessed by the family cat. |
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Post by King Kai on Feb 7, 2020 5:59:52 GMT -6
It seemed Nashi's memory was the faintest bit hazy. Not an altogether uncommon problem, one might suppose, but certainly unique in the case of King Kai's last dozen or so students. Part of him wondered if he could use that for a training session sometime, but shelved the idea for another day. He still had a conversation to keep up with, after all!
Whenever Nashi made it around the planet again, King Kai would hmm or nod at whatever it was Nashi had said last rotation. He was a kind soul, all things considered. He hardly wanted to return to life, which was rare for the fighting types. Even the most spiritual people had some unfinished business or another. Nashi was no stranger to that, but he seemed interested in sticking around a while. It meant they'd be able to get some serious training in, unlike with that Konatsian who'd ditched him!
"Hmm. What about-- Revenge? Any plans for that? Those-- Super Scoundrels-- did send you here a second time after all!"
While he waited, King Kai's mind began to wander. Leaping and bounding across the planet was one thing, but maybe there was a way to spice up this impromptu training session. Raising his brow, he watched Nashi's jumping patterns for a handful of rotations, before his antennae suddenly flicked up.
Without much warning, one of the stones from the walkway would suddenly fling itself free of the road, aiming to suckerpunch Nashi on the chin! The strike wasn't perfectly timed, but even if the attack only hit his big toe it'd more than throw the cat off his game... Probably.
"Oops! I thought I got that fixed a long time ago. My memory sure is shoddy."
Wherever Nashi ended up, an apple would soon rip itself free from the large tree on the underside of the planet and home in on the cat's current location. King Kai may not have been physically imposing, but his magical prowess was hard to match.
"Oh gosh! I forgot our magic worms have been getting into the apples again! Now, what were you saying about resurrecting a friend? Did he die to these swiss cheese warriors too?"
The Kai stifled a laugh, before taking control of another handful of apples as ammunition. They'd fire at intense speeds just as the first had, aiming to knock the wind out of Nashi's sails before he could finish his Snake Way run.
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Post by Nashi on Feb 8, 2020 3:52:20 GMT -6
”Huh?” Apparently, some ‘Super Scoundrels’ sent him up to Heaven for a second time. Perhaps, if Nashi were a bit more clever, or not less than half a decade old, he might have been able to correctly interpret that sentence but, as he was neither of those things, ”Nah, that isn’t right — Not Virus nor Mumbo were especially super.” That little ‘mistake’ distracted Nashi from the main bulk of the ‘new' information. Perhaps it was too distracting in general, for Nashi didn’t see the walkway pebble flying towards him with all the determination of a dazed, surrounded sheep being flung over castle walls via mangonel. Perhaps Nashi would have had a half-chance of dodging it, had he that technique Blue Bro Behold currently being applied for, but, alas, he was a doofus. Dramatically, and perhaps only for the reason that it was humorous to watch (slapstick always got them knees slapped), Nashi started to tumble, hands over feet over hands over feet, his features obscured by the sheer speed of his ridiculous fumble. It was, if you will, a fumble tumble. Nashi eventually stopped tumbling, the velocity reaching null with Nashi’s feet stretched backwards over his head, his mouth near-kissing the grass. Just as Nashi reached a proper prone position and started to get up, though, a gravity-fueled apple dropped upon his unexpecting blue head with a cartoonish donk sound effect, immediately followed by a few blue ephemeral birdies circling around his head (a visual effect you head to squint really hard to see). Nashi’s irises spun around over his eyes like the hand in a clock made by the guy who thought it would be a good idea to only measure time within the second. When his eyes recalibrated and his wits remembered they were meant to be about him, Nashi saw the excessively vibrant apple in front of him, lying the right way up mere centimetres from the whiskers he didn’t have. ”Sorry, little guy, I prefer pears...” Nashi near-whispered to the apple. Nashi pears, to be exact!Nashi jumped to his feet, full of energy, a smile resting on his face. He looked good as new! With an exception in some newfound dirt upon his otherwise perfectly blue clothes, there was nary a difference! ”Eh?” Nashi was impartial to apples, and wouldn’t have eaten a friend’s apple from the tree without asking first, but even so he was very glad he didn’t take a bite. Nashi’s attentions were pulled back to King Kai. The Senbyō, of course, assumed King Kai knew more than Nashi in every topic, every field, every… well, everything! So he just nodded along. ”Oh, uh, yeah, I think so. I probably should have written down that message, but it sorta came out of nowhere.” Nashi closed his eyes as he tried to remember Yogu's message. ”I—“ And then, just as he was about to speak about what he knew (and, mostly, what he didn’t), the first of a legion of apples hit him in the tooshie. Propelled into action, Nashi jumped up with feline agility, hands over behind, like one of the Super Majin Bros in a 3D game after falling into lava with health to spare before (upon reaching the ground) running around faster than he had at any other point of the day! Running so quick he could barely get a word in between revolutions. ”Dunno —“
“— Prolly!”Never underestimate a cat’s ability to not be touched. Apples, people, it was all the same. |
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Post by King Kai on Feb 13, 2020 20:53:39 GMT -6
King Kai held back a snicker. Seems Nashi was a bit too distracted to notice the new obstacle. It'd slow down his run of "snake way" just a bit, but surely make it a bit more involved. Maybe he ought to do this for more students! Surely it'd be more fun than running past some clouds for a few days.
Nashi was on the run quickly, though. Stopping only to comment on King Kai's words, before darting off. It seemed he was in the spirits to really start trying! Smirking to himself, King Kai plucked a few more apples telekinetically, and started chasing after the feline fighter... Or he tried to, anyway. Wise as he was, King Kai was no brawler. Keeping up with Nashi was a fools errand. By the time King Kai did one lap around the planet, the cat had done probably a dozen.
Shaking his head, the Kai decided to simply keep up the offensive. Talking to Nashi would be a little harder, but they could always chat once his first training session was over.
With a flick on his antennae, the apples increased their ferocity. What was once the speed of a baseball player's pitch had been replaced by a cannon firing a steel ball. Apples flew mach speed this way and that, trying to slam into Nashi or the ground in front of him in hopes that he'd be tripped up or stopped by the onslaught. King Kai needed to be sure this cat was worthy of training, and this seemed the best way to test him.
"It wasn't anything important-- just apologies, if memory-- serves."
King Kai flinched as an apple soared past his head, slamming into the house behind him. Maybe he needed to take more caution.
"Hey! I've got-- A problem I've been trying-- to solve! What's Fifteen-- Times Twelve?"
It wasn't the most complicated math problem in the world, but maybe dividing his brain power for that brief time would be enough to catch him off guard and ruin his tempo. King Kai sort of hoped he'd keep focus. He was already starting to like this one.
Bit of a shorter bridge post. Sorry!
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Post by Nashi on Feb 15, 2020 5:45:46 GMT -6
Racing around on King Kai’s planet was pretty easy, if not for two things. For one, it was only a small planet, its volume only about 52 times that of an Olympic-size swimming pool. If Nashi tried just a bit too much (which is to say, screwed up) he’d propel himself too forcefully and was likely to just end up in orbit… thankfully, though, the planet’s 52 swimming pools-worth of dirt, house, car and whatever hopefully-no-longer-necessary mechanism that trapped Bojack & co had the density of a dwarf star and, therefore, if you did the calculations, and carried the 1… ah, yes, 10x gravity! The second thing was also about Nashi going too fast, which is something you never wanted to tell someone who looked like they could have been Sonic in a past life. Apples slamming into him wasn’t so much of an issue as himself slamming into apples for, if he wasn’t paying attention, and you’d be surprised how regularly that happened, he’d smash his face right into them as he ran around and around. If he hadn’t gotten wiser ‘bout it, through happenstance of ingestion, he might have just eaten, cumulatively, a whole half-apple, which isn’t a lot of apple but is quite a bit to not mean to have. And then the apples increased in speed like a treadmill whose curious operator did not know what ‘turbo’ meant but was about to find out. Facing his own bullet hell of fruit, Nashi manoeuvred through his apple-sized, apple-shaped obstacles as he regretted, suddenly, not specialising in this. Nashi’s movements, while once a clean circle, where now a circle as if drawn by dishwasher. He moved around on the planet-covering road with a lot of speed, yes, yes this speed was not directed forwards so much as over there, where ‘over there’ was just about everywhere. But, still, he was making his way, only getting hit in the noggin or somesuch every few seconds. The apples moved quickly, for they were steered by a brilliant mind. ”Hwha—?”Fifteen times twelve?As Nashi’s mind thought on mathematics, or the closest thing to mathematics he could comprehend, the dodging became increasingly relegated to instincts. With this, his reaction time increased and, though not by much, the fruit would hit with decreasing regularity. He could not outrun the apples— what a sentence— but he reckoned he could outnimble them any day! But that isn’t why you’re here… Well, isn’t fifteen just five threes? And twelve just four threes? Fifteen twelves is just five of four of three and three again. The sum of those, plus the difference between fifteen and twelve, and with a zero ‘cos it’s prolly a big number by now, and we get:”180! I think!” The correct answer, by pure happenstance. In that respect it was like many other answers, so what did it matter? |
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Post by King Kai on Feb 28, 2020 21:02:08 GMT -6
What?!
King Kai was floored. How'd he get the answer so fast? The apples slowed, if only for a moment, as the Shinjin wracked his brain. He needed to amp it up. Something crazy. Impossible to think through while also dodging apples. While the apples returned to their breakneck pace, the devious tutor cooked up another puzzle. This wasn't his normal method, not by a long shot, but sometimes thinking outside the box was important, right?
"Okay... How abo-- WHOA!"
Ducking a mere second before impact, King Kai watched in astonishment as one of the apples he'd been controlling knocked a brick loose from the house behind him. He really needed to focus, or else the next one might clobber him!
"Like... Like I was saying," King Kai coughed, getting back to his feet as he dusted himself off. "What's four, multiplied by fifteen, divided by... ten, minus nine!"
He wasn't sure even he knew the answer to that one. He was too focused on keeping the speed of the apples a consistent and blistering pace. If Nashi solved this one, it'd be hard to think up another puzzle...
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Post by Nashi on Feb 29, 2020 21:20:59 GMT -6
With the speed Nashi was racing at, a slight decrease in the velocity of the apples was not the boon one might have intuitively thought it was. Indeed, Nashi briefly wondered why the apples were going away (as, from his frame of reference, they were fleeing) before, mere moments thereafter, his focus split like any given celebrity couple in one year’s time, and he ran straight into another apple.
”Wha—?”
He was surprised by the apple, yes, but also by King Kai’s next puzzle. He just said a bunch of numbers! If it wouldn’t have been funnier otherwise, Nashi would have forgotten the first number King Kai said by the time he said the last. ”Er…”
Of course, in a problem such a thing, the order of operations was absolutely of great importance. There could be all sorts of ways to do it depending on where the brackets were, so Nashi had to assume that there weren’t any— well, actually, it was because he didn’t know what brackets did it maths yet, but also the other thing!
Four, times fifteen, divided by ten, minus nine!
If Nashi were a bit smarter or, at least, had a bit of time and wasn’t being chased by an obligate carnivore’s worst nightmare, he might have gotten his order of operations in order. He’d have turned the four into two twos to double the fifteen twice, getting sixty, divided by ten to get six, and from that subtracted nine to get minus three (which is how many of his nine lives Nashi is projected to have left at endgame). Nashi did not do this, for Nashi had confused the acronym BODMAS (or PEMDAS for those lacking basic object permanence) for SAMDOB which, you might have noticed, is just BODMAS spelt backwards. Similarly, ‘apple’ spelt backwards is ‘elppa’ which, also similarly, doesn’t make any darn sense at all.
Ten minus nine is… er… one! Fifteen divided by one is… Nashi used the ‘if there are x apples shared between n people, how many apples does each person have?’ example. All mine! I mean, er, fifteen! And then, multiplied by four, is, is, sixty? He did the maths again, finding another entirely wrong method to get the same entirely wrong answer. It was almost impressive.
”It’s sixty, right?” It wasn’t, but maybe King Kai wouldn’t know that and would just go with it. Only one way to find out.
He dodged an apple like the accidental dodgeball champion he somehow was.
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Post by King Kai on Apr 4, 2020 11:59:18 GMT -6
Sixty?
King Kai had to stop and think about it for a little while. Truth be told, he didn't really have the answer off-hand. It would've been useful to have one of those nifty Earth calculators on hand, but he couldn't let his prospective pupil know that he wasn't quite the mathematical wizard he had let on. He cleared his throat and let out a hearty laugh at that.
"Sixty! That is the correct answer! You've handled yourself well so far, but don't be too proud of yourself. After all, you're not a lion!" he snickered to himself, all too proud of his razor-sharp wit, before clearing his throat again. "Anyways! Anyways. Where were we--"
With a flick of his antenna, another apple rose into the air. This time, it split in two, the seeds pouring out of it and hovering in mid-air, like little (harmless) bullets. One at a time, they began to shoot towards the blue Earthling, like tiny needles. If he managed to avoid them, they would simply swing back around and try to pin to him from the other side. Needles? Maybe mosquitoes. Whatever they were, he was sure this would finally stump the cat.
"Now, answer me this!" he took in a deep breath. "What is two plus five minus three plus seven times eight to the power of seven divided by negative three!"
"Don't forget to make it squared!"
Did the question make sense? Well, he threw in a lot of math terms, so he hoped so.
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Post by Nashi on Apr 6, 2020 18:50:44 GMT -6
heck yeah i’m so smart though Nashi, in all lower caps and everything. He was mighty happy with himself, getting entirely correct a math problem so difficult. He was so smart, in fact, that King Kai’s lion pun went entirely over his head. Like a leaping lion.
Soon enough, Nashi had an additional challenge: not only were the apples attacking him, but their seeds were too! Nashi continued dodging the increasing number of increasingly small objects trying to fly at him with all the speed of a locomotive that replaced its wheels with FTL drives and all the rage of a Saiyan who missed McBao’s breakfast menu by two minutes.
Wh— This is impossible! He was thinking about the math problem but, yeah, the dodging was pretty impossible too. Well… thought Nashi, dodging a seed by flickering his left ear out of the way, two plus five is seven, minus three is four, plus seven is twelve… no, eleven! And Nashi knew how to multiply small numbers by 11, it was as easy as multiplying by 10, 1 or 0! Eleven times eight makes 88! But, then… ‘to the power of seven’? Nashi didn’t even know what that meant! So he assumed it must have been like multiplication. So, 88 times seven is… er… Even dumbing it down a level, Nashi was struggling. With the dodging, too, ‘cos bloody hell there were a lot of homing fruit coming in for him at all times.
Nashi swished to the side, aided by feline instinct. Eight times seven is… two times two times two times seven, which is… seven, fourteen, 28… that’s twenty plus eight means fourty plus sixteen is 56 Miraculously, Nashi hadn’t made a mistake yet. Only, the math he was succeeding at doing was wrong, so it was in a sense of the opposite of the first math question which he got right through the wrong method.
Nashi defeated an apple by biting into it, taking out a chunk and spitting it to the floor. Turns out, that just made two projectiles out of one. OK, so now all I need to do is divide 56 by 3 and make it negative, and then—
An apple smashed straight into Nashi’s face. The maths, it turned out, was too distracting. Nashi fell comedically to the floor, and a peculiar slipping sound effect played as if he were a cartoon slipping on a banana. Nashi lied there for a moment as apples hit his prone form and pondered. ”Is… is it a trick question?” |
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Post by King Kai on Jul 4, 2020 21:08:35 GMT -6
King Kai had to admit, this Earthling was pretty impressive. It was rare even among those he trained for someone to keep up quite as effectively as Nashi was, so many of those who did earn training with him were a bit… stiff, easy to throw off their game with a bit if nonsense. But the Senbyo seemed to almost thrive off of it.
Of course even Nashi seemed to have his limits and eventually the chaos of his attacks combined with the mental gymnastics of trying to calculate the ever increasingly difficult equations King Kai was throwing at him began to wear him down, his focus too divided to properly react until finally Nashi crashed landing in a heap before being pelted by the apples.
King Kai put on his best disappointed face as he stared down at the defeated Senbyo trying to make it seem like for just a moment maybe Nashi had failed, before suddenly he grinned “Something like that, you’ve got a lot of talent. I think you’ll make a decent student” King Kai pointed a hand at Nashi and with a bit of magic dispersed the apples and pulled him to his feet.
“You’ve still got some running to do though!” |
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Post by Nashi on Jul 19, 2020 2:51:49 GMT -6
Nashi was pretty decent at adapting to new circumstances. He had an annoyingly optimistic view that prevented any of it from getting it down and, being so young, he didn’t have too much of anything to be especially used to. Above all that, he had a brilliant way of dealing with nonsense: for, if everything were nonsense (and Nashi was wise enough to recognise this to be the case), there’d be no reason to be more confused by any bit of it more than any other bit. Nothing ever made sense, just as it made sense for it (not) to.
You know that legend about that legendary crossbowman who shot an apple off of some bloke’s head? It was like that, but there were apples instead of a crossbowman or a crossbow, and the ‘bloke’ didn’t so much as have an apple on his head as have his body shallowly crept up on by the wares of a grocers’ market.
Nashi looked on at King Kai’s well-performing features, concerned, before, suddenly, revelation! His grin stretched so far you could only ever really describe it with a silly metaphor, to convey the exaggerated sense of joy without any of those real-world nasties like the uncomfortable realisation of what a supremely-wide smile might actually look like. King Kai godmoded Nashi to his feet who, reinvigorated by the power of deftly-put compliment, was ready and raring to go! ”Thank you! I’m happy to learn, and do stuff, and… yeah!”
More running, though?
No problem. No problem at all!
Nashi, once again, blitz’d around the planetling like one might circle around a game of duck duck goose if one were the goose and ‘it’ thought the tagging had to be through the fantabulous medium of an active chainsaw.
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