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Post by Belle on Nov 25, 2019 22:58:39 GMT -6
Belle’s PL: 81,000
Aura Block: Active
(Set to 1)
Belle wasn’t sure what was moving her body anymore. She was shuffling like a zombie around Mt. Paozu. It hadn’t been long since her whole world was shattered again. Tarch’s telepathic goodbye. Her sickening realization. Tarch was dead. Sensoa had killed him. And it was her fault that it had happened. It was her fault again. Again. Belle paused in her shambling to lean against a tree and retch. Her stomach was already empty, but it didn’t stop her body from reacting violently. She choked down a sob and glanced around. She wasn’t even sure why she was here. Some time had passed before she had managed to stir herself from shock. Why was she here? Was she hoping to find out that it was just a lie? It wasn’t. She knew that. The world was just that cruel that it would take Tarch away from her and Chromo and everyone else that cared about him. Why? Why had she given him that Dragon Ball? Why did she try to keep fixing things when all they did was break and turn to ash in her hands?! Was she just cursed?! Why did everyone she cared for end up... like... this? She had been wandering in the vicinity of Mt. Paozu for a long time. She knew why deep down. Chromo was here. Her other brother. She wanted to... she wanted to be with him. His presence was reassuring, and... maybe it wasn’t too late. Maybe they could do something... Belle’s mind wandered to the Dragon Balls again, but that seemed far too dangerous a prospect. At least on Earth. Plus, those were what had gotten Tarch killed in the first place. The ball she had given him... her uncle hadn’t... Belle bit her lip and scrunched her face up super tight. She fought back the urge to scream and sob and throw up. When she did, she was left with the same aching feeling of emptiness that she’d felt when Mister Lord Chill died. The kind of emptiness that still hurt. Pushing through the underbrush, Belle followed her senses more or less on autopilot. She knew what Chromo’s aura looked like. Even when he was suppressing it. She could find him. And, as she stumbled through the bushes, Belle found him. Or at least, she was close enough to call out for him. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came out hoarse and weak. “C-Chromo...?”
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Post by Chromo on Nov 26, 2019 17:14:03 GMT -6
THE BITTER TRUTH
CHROMO'S PL: 1 (SUPPRESSED / 170k BASE)
Chromo had a hard time believing he wasn't stuck in some sickish nightmare. Days passed since he lost his brother, and each day Chromo awoke, he was hoping to find himself curled on the edge of his sibling's bed. They'd both wake up and head off to get some snacks or something, and everything would be fine and they'd hug it out and life would be good again. But no matter how much he tried to deny it, the grieving beetle knew that no amount of dreaming would undo what had been done. He gripped the tattered fabric of his lost friend's jacket, wrapped snugly around his neck. It did little to ease his pain, but it made it feel like Tarch was still with him, in some strange way.
Curled in a small cave in the scorched mountain's side, Chromo closed his glassy eyes and wrapped his arms around himself, barely holding back another fit of sobs. What would Tarch do to fix this? He always knew what to do...
Chromo's eyes widened at the sound of a hauntingly familiar voice. Belle would see the bug's curled form, and the tattered jacket around his body. He'd managed to clean out most of the blood, but there was still a terrible tear down the middle of it. One of his drooped antennae twitched in response to Belle's voice, but his body remained unmoving- Chromo looked like he might as well have been dead as well.
"What do you want?" His voice responded in a horse monotone. He didn't move his body or head to look at his "sibling." Chromo's thoughts were elsewhere. The question of why continued to mock him- why did someone have to do this? What did they think they would even gain? Whose fault was this mess? When he found out...
Chromo's claws clenched tight and trembled.
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Post by Belle on Dec 2, 2019 15:47:08 GMT -6
Belle bit her lip as she felt her heart in her throat. Chromo. Wrapped around him was something really familiar. Tarch’s jacket. Belle would recognize that anywhere. She felt some tears sting at her eyes, but she forced herself to be strong. To keep a stiff upper lip. Chromo needed her right now. And she needed him. Gathering up her courage, she shuffled over to him and kneeled down, putting a gentle hand on his back. There were so many things that she wanted to say. Things that broke through and shattered the emptiness that she had been feeling. Tarch wouldn’t have wanted to see her like that. And… she knew that… he wouldn’t have blamed her for what happened. If it even was dragon ball related. Belle hadn’t gone to check.
It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that this happened. It wasn’t fair to anyone. Not to her, not to Tarch. Not to Chromo. And, really, there was one person to blame for their loss. Sensoa. Whatever his reasons, he had killed Tarch. He had taken away their brother. More than that, she wasn’t sure what she should do about it. What they should do about it. It seemed like every time that she tried to fix anything it all crumbled to pieces. She wanted Chromo’s help with it. She didn’t know what Tarch would want them to do. They couldn’t just do nothing! Belle let out a soft sigh.
“I… I just thought that… I wanted to be with you… is all…” Belle mumbled softly. It was true. Even being with him like this as sullen as he was… it gave Belle a little hope that things would be okay again. That they could do something about Tarch. Maybe she could get Karon to check in with him if she could find him! They could talk… even if only through letters. “I… know someone who can go… to the after life… we could send him letters and… figure out what to do…! I’m sure he’d be really happy to hear from us. P-Plus! I kind of know… who did it… I only met them once though…”
Belle rubbed Chromo’s back, trying to be brave and trying to comfort him. She knew how easily Chromo could snap at her. But… this would be what Tarch wanted her to do! Right? To be strong… as much as she could anyway. She was shaking a little bit, but… that didn’t mean she was weak! She could… she could do this. She could be strong for Tarch. She could keep a stiff upper lip for Tarch. He helped her when no one else would.
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Post by Chromo on Dec 13, 2019 16:37:01 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 1 (SUPPRESSED / 170k BASE)
Initially, Chromo flinched as he felt Belle's hand on his back. One of his thin wings unfurled on instinct and he grit his teeth beneath closed jaws. However, with Belle's words, the red in his eyes faded. "Fine." Chromo growled. He didn't have the energy to care about yelling at Belle right now anyways. He wanted something to bite and tear at for taking his brother away. Though he still wasn't the fondest of his "sister," Tarch cared for her. And he wasn't here to help her anymore. Did that mean the duty fell to him? Tarch would want him to help her for whatever dumb reason he had. Probably.
...That would require getting up, though. He didn't feel like moving. Chromo curled his wings back in and hugged the jacket around himself with a whimper. He didn't move even as Belle spoke of sending letters to Tarch. What would be the point if he was still dead? The letters would just make them both sadder and little else. But the young saiyan's next claim was what finally jerked Chromo upright.
"Y-YOU KNOW WHAT?!" The beetle bounced up like he'd just been lying on hot coals. She knew who took his brother away? Why didn't she just say so?! Chromo snarled again at the thought of whoever the murderer was. Tarch would not approve of his plans for revenge, but Tarch wasn't here to object. "...Go on." Chromo managed to quiet himself to a degree, eyes still wide with pupils contracted into lizard-like slits. "If it was that stupid Garon guy again, I-I swear I'm gonna..." The idiot who hurt Belle was on Chromo's hit list to begin with, after all. Or maybe it could have been some of those stinky Fleet people who tried to eat him a year ago! Whoever it was, Chromo would make sure they would feel every ounce of his agony and more.
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Post by Belle on Feb 23, 2020 2:57:31 GMT -6
Belle squeaked in a bit of fear and surprise when Chromo jolted to his feet. It practically bowled her over. As it was, she just barely managed to keep her footing. Watching Chromo snarl with a hostility that she was pretty sure had been pointed at her once before, she thought that maybe she should not have said that. Tarch certainly wouldn’t like it if either of them entertained thoughts of revenge. That was the very thing that Tarch had so desperately tried to steer her away from. So… so… Belle frowned uncertainly. Not telling him would definitely set him off though, and siblings shouldn’t… shouldn’t keep secrets. So, Belle gathered up her courage and looked Chromo in the eye. “I-It wasn’t him. It was... uh... Um.. I met him a long time ago... when I was kidnapped by those mean Fleet guys... and one time, this… demon dog man came by… um… his name was Sensoa. It was him... I'm sure of it. He had the same aura... I heard that he left the Fleet for the Saiyan Kingdom at some point though…” This didn’t endear the kingdom to her anymore. She already hated them. Mister Vocado chief among them. It seemed like they had a lot of awful people with them. Only Earth Saiyans like Tarch or maaaaybe the exceptions like Nashua or Ochra were okay. She had definitely met more she didn’t like than liked. Still, with that said, she reached out to Chromo. “But… please don’t… You know Tarch wouldn’t want it… and… if you got hurt or…” If he died, then she’d be all alone again. There was Mister Carro, but he was so busy that she didn’t want to bother him. Uncle Kalabas had been distant... Korla and the others were worlds away... Tarch was the one person that she had always gone to for company and love. Sometimes Chromo too… when he was in the mood for it. Now he was all she had left. “Please… I don’t wanna lose you too! Please…?” |
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Post by Chromo on Feb 26, 2020 2:34:00 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 1 (SUPPRESSED / 170k BASE)
Chromo's eyes narrowed with bubbling rage as Belle described his newfound enemy. A demonic canine of some kind named Sensoa that used to work for the Fleet, but went to the saiyan people... Chromo whimpered at the thought of his brother being torn apart in the jaws of some giant, devilish dog like a chew toy before his whines turned to hisses again. He'd make Sensoa pay. He'd make sure the monster would never hurt anyone ever again.
His rage wasn't an unfamiliar feeling, even as it clashed against his misery. Memories of West City's skyline, almost destroyed by his hate, festered again. Chromo turned and slumped again with a sigh as Belle began to protest against his thoughts of revenge. What would Tarch do in this situation? What did they do before to fix this when Chromo killed his mother...?
Almost instinctively, his claw drew a small circle into the dirt with a few starry dots in the middle.
He was starting to get an idea.
The teary-eyed beetle snuffed out the little drawing, hopefully before Belle could get a proper look at it, with his foot as she pleaded with him again. "I-I..." His antennae drooped with another whimper. "...This isn't fair. This is stupid. This is STUPID!" He growled to himself, wrapping a claw around his head. He was sorry! He fixed his mistake! So why was he still in so much hurt?!
If the universe wanted to make him squirm and die, then he would go out kicking and screaming. Before he drew his last breath, he'd make sure his brother was back where he belonged. "I can't just... do nothing! T-Tarch wouldn't do nothing! He'd... He would..." If their roles had been swapped, Tarch wouldn't even be sulking here, probably. He would be cool enough to get right on the case, as he did with Namek and their Dragon Balls before. "Those Dragon Ball things. T-they're our only chance to fix this. But..." Whatever killed Tarch was out there still. If Sensoa could beat Tarch, he could beat Chromo. The bug paced back and fourth in the came, grumbling to himself as more tears bubbled in his eyes. He needed to be smart about this, and he was hardly the smart one in the family.
"M-maybe if we like... get a bunch of friends, w-we can take that Sensoa monster out! A-and then it'd be easy pickings for the Dragon Balls!" He spoke with vain hope. It seemed like a longshot. Who would want to be friends with him aside from Tarch and Belle, anyways?... No, no, Tarch had friends. They were probably sad too. They could all get together, and take their sadness out on murdering and mauling Sensoa until he was an unrecognizable mess of dead. "Urgh..."
Chromo sighed. He wiped his eyes with a pitiful whine. His mind was a mess. What was he supposed to do...?
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Post by Belle on Feb 28, 2020 17:45:04 GMT -6
Belle could see and practically feel the hate and anger radiated off of her brother. There was a lot of sadness mixed in too. It reminded her of herself not too long ago. Heck, it reminded her a little bit of herself now, though most of that rage and hate was directed at the world at large. It was really unfair. But… she had to keep hoping, right? Because that was what Tarch would want? As Chromo muttered about things being unfair and unknowingly echoing her own thoughts, Belle put a hand to her chest and squeezed. She still felt that aching emptiness inside. Today, especially. But she needed to be strong for Chromo.
As she listened to him mutter about plans, Belle thought about it too. There were still people that cared about her. There were people that would help them. Tarch’s family. His friends. Mister Ochra and Miss Nashua. A lot of them! If they could get them all together… then anything was possible, right? Tarch wouldn’t have to wait for too long! Belle nodded and took Chromo’s claw in her hand.
She put on a brave face and smiled a very weak smile at him. “Y-Yeah! There’s lots of people that would help us! Miss Sulfur, Mister Carro, Miss Nashua, and Mister Ochra… A whole lot! Y-You’re so smart, Chromo! Let’s bring him back! The c-coolest brother and the cool sister… maybe?”
She wasn’t sure if she was very cool, but she was doing her best to be brave. Belle was scared. Scared to lose more people that she cared about. But, one of the things that Tarch had taught her was that it was okay to rely on the people that cared about you. So, now it was his turn. He could rely on them. Belle definitely wanted to return the favor. Be a reliable sister. With Chromo too!
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Post by Chromo on Mar 6, 2020 19:05:14 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 1 (SUPPRESSED / 170k BASE)
Chromo's eyes were still glassy with tears, but he managed to compose his expression. Inside, his emotions were still clashing- but the tiniest flicker of hope began to emerge in his chest as Belle listed off the names of people that could help. He only recognized Nashua's name out of the bunch, but that made six people to help out including himself and Belle. Maybe Kohlra would help also- she would since she was Tarch's mom, right? Even if Chromo didn't have a lot of friends, Tarch had dozens. There had to be a bunch of people he didn't even know about that would want to bring his brother back.
"--R-right!" He brought himself back together, shaking his head with a sniffle and wiping his eyes. "But..." Chromo took a step forwards, eyeing Belle up and down. "...You're gonna have to get a lot stronger too if you really wanna help out. Strong enough so that you can kick that dumb Garon guy's butt yourself, and whoever else is dumb and terrible enough to want to stop us!" Who knew what other heinous people could want the Dragon Balls? The promise of a reality-defying miracle was tantalizing enough that it made Chromo worry what bad people could possibly want the dragon's blessing for. "Tarch was able to do that... Super Saiyan? I- I think he called it that? That spiky-golden-hair-screamy thing. The one that makes you super powerful and yellowy! If you could do that, then w-we could totally team up to beat Sensoa!" Hope began to grow a little more. Tarch died and he was a Super Saiyan, but Chromo knew his friend was the type to go down fighting. It had to be a close match- and with the power of another Super Saiyan and his own crazy strong power at the same time, then it would surely be no contest! Right?! "And, uh, I can train you or something! I've fought and beat a buncha strong people, so I know what I'm doing." That was how it worked, right?
...Still, he had to be careful. If the bad guys were using the buddy system too, then they'd need to get their little army gathered quickly. "...And, uh, if you meet any of those people you mentioned, g-get them on board too! And tell them I'm on the team also. That kind of stuff." Chromo chirped again, gazing out of the cave. He could see the sun starting to pop up from behind the clouds. Would he really get his happy ending...?
Well, there was only one way to find out...
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Post by Belle on Mar 25, 2020 12:30:48 GMT -6
As she saw hope return to Chromo’s face and aura, Belle felt just that little bit more relieved. With the coolest brother in the world on the case, there was no way that they wouldn’t get Tarch back. She tilted her head to the side when he looked her up and down. She… she had to get stronger too? Belle wasn’t sure how well that would go. She had spent most of her life trying to get stronger, but she never did. She wasn't very confident about her chances. Tarch has said that she was really strong in her heart, but Belle knew that kind of strength wasn’t what Chromo was referring to. Still, if it was for Tarch… Belle bobbed her head enthusiastically.
“I’ll try!”
Belle felt a jab of fear go into her heart when Chromo mentioned her becoming one of those Golden Super Saiyans. She… she didn’t really want that. But… Chromo even wanted to train her! How could she turn him down? She just nodded and tried her best to look excited. She was excited to be fair, but she just had some reservations. Still, she felt hopeful. They’d get Tarch back… along with everyone else! Belle stood up and hobbled to the entrance of the cave, almost bouncing out of her crutches.
“I definitely will! I’m sure they’ll all help! Let’s go, Chromo!”
With that, Belle stepped back out into daylight, offering an outstretched hand to her big brother. They could do this. Together!
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CHROMO - THE BEST BUG
