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Post by Om-Yogu on Feb 19, 2020 3:43:29 GMT -6
His talk with Nashua out of the way, it was time to get down to brass tacks. He needed to figure out where the hell he was going. How bad is it to sneak out of the afterlife? It can't be that bad, considering how easy it was to do. As the line continued to lurch forward, Yogu got closer and closer to the entrance of Yemma's house. Ogre's were directing the line, shouting over each other to make sure everyone kept single-file and quiet. Within the next what felt like millennia, he made it do the entrance of the building. There Yemma was, with his big fancy desk. An Ogre gave him the same spiel as always, " Yeah yeah, I know, I know. This isn't my first time around." Yogu turned to Yemma and greeted him like an old friend. " Sup Yemma? How's it hangin'? This is numero threeeeee! Is that a new record? ...Anyway, so my greatest deed is probably still that whole Satan City thing with the stargoons, but I helped fight against Vocado, this nasty Saiyan dude who's kindaaaa an intergalactic threat before I died. My worst deed, well I accidentally killed Nashua, Queen of Arcose- That's connected to the whole Vocado thing. And this demon named Monster possessed me to do all sorts of bad shit, like kill Typha, Prince of Konats... Man, I got a history of killing royalty now huh? That makes me look preeeetty bad. Well, I'm sure wherever you send me is the right pick."
OOC: Bruh
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Post by King Yemma on Feb 23, 2020 2:17:32 GMT -6
The amount of Namekians Yemma had had to deal with for the past few hours had, quite frankly, been staggering. He was reaching the point, in fact, where he was fairly certain if he saw the color green one more time, that he was going to just excuse himself and make everyone wait while he took a nap. Fortunately, though, the next lost soul that wandered into his domain was not a Namekian, but rather an Earthling. And one he recognized, by now.
"Seriously? Again?" Yemma asked with furrowed brows. The first time Yogu had come in, Yemma had been admittedly respectful of the warrior's sacrifice. The second time, he'd been disappointed by the man's life choices. This time? He was almost impressed. "I'm curious to see how this one played out," he mused as he flipped open the Earthling's file. So, he'd reanimated as a ghost, hung out on Earth for a while, then blown himself up and killed some saiyan. Not exactly any further positive points to his rap sheet, there.
"Yes, I remember the other stuff from before," Yemma dismissively stated with a wave of his hand in reply to Yogu's deed declaration. "Though, at this point even I would have a hard time deducing which of those is your worst deeds. Let's just send you off to where you belong - and stay there this time, will you?" Yemma lifted his comparatively small gavel in his oversized fist, and slammed it against his desk.
"HELL!"
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