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Post by Nashi on Mar 4, 2020 17:41:34 GMT -6
Heaven, despite the occasional odd character, Nashi reckoned, was all a bit empty. Now, of course, Nashi was used to Heaven being rather barren of interest, that was part of its charm, which he understood even if he didn’t fully appeciate it. But, still, this was Nashi’s second time in Heaven (needless to say, more than most ever got), so he had something to compare this particular stay to. The first time around, instead of King Kai, Nashi was trained by a few shinjin! And also he had some friends around, like Yogu and Yanwang! Hoping to see some of his good shinjin buddies again, Nashi set about on a grand quest to locate some shinjin!
First, Nashi went to Ogretown, for surely there were some shinjin there! And, yeah, he found one or two, but they were always annoyed as they had ‘appointments’ or ‘meetings’ and other stuff, and they weren’t the ones Nashi knew. He named a few Shinjin he knew but, no luck, they were all either busy or ‘archived’, whatever that meant. Next, he tried going up to ask King Kai where all the totes rad™ Shinjin were, but time seemed to run so slowly there Nashi knew he’d have to wait at least a few weeks for a response. Well, OK, what about Nashua? He would have, but they still hadn’t technically met in Heaven yet, which was a tad annoying for the time-space continuum if Nashi actually considered this. With little options, Nashi was this close to putting an advertisement in the local newspaper, the Post-Life Post, but decided against it— he did that on Earth, and all it got him were a few threads with potential students on Earth that fell into oblivious half-way through— and, instead, decided to go with the far more sensible alternative:
Nashi was on a large hill. Its surface was grassy, pleasant and flower-freckled, and it had a half-hearted happiness to it as Heaven’s hills had to have. It was one hill among many, but it was the grandest, looking down upon the respective peaks of its inferiors with the closest thing you could get to disdain in Heaven. At its very centre, at its very zenith, was Nashi, standing tall, yelling out. His words were clear, properly announced and flawlessly enunciated (no doubt thanks to his having balanced the throat chakra) as his words echoed out…
”SHINJIN! ANY SHINJIN? ANY COOL SHINJIN, EVEN IF WITH ARROGANCE AS A LINCHPIN?” He didn’t mean to make that rhyme. He didn’t even notice that it did.
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Post by Kiko Kai on Mar 5, 2020 17:27:28 GMT -6
Kiko’s PL: 64,000
After meeting with Tarch, Kiko was trying to take her training a little easier. Still, whenever she relaxed, she thought about what had happened with Sensoa and couldn’t help but feel guilty. What had even happened to him? Was she gonna have to worry about it if they ran into each other again? She wasn’t sure, but she had the overriding feeling that Sensoa was gone and lost to her forever. Maybe that was for the best. Kiko didn’t like having to deal with mortals that stubborn and foolish. Hmph! But… then again, she couldn’t keep still. So, Kiko had managed to sneak away from Brand and Basil in order to find a place to train again. As she was flying around, Kiko heard a voice calling out for a Shinjin. Huh? She paused and looked down only to hear a line that made her ears prickle with embarrassment. It seemed to her that someone was calling out specifically for her. Kiko spotted them pretty quickly. They were blue! Or at least had blue hair and were wearing blue. It was a lighter blue than her more navy colored skin. She wondered what the hell they wanted. Floating down to hover slightly above his head, Kiko cleared her throat. “Yes… foolish mortal? Did you need something? I’m Kiko Kai, the Shinjin of Pride! So if this is something dumb, you can forget it. I’m… hey, wait a second. You’re… oh. You’re one of King Kai’s students, right? Well! I’ll have you know I’m gonna be much better than him! And soon! I’m going to be the Supreme Kai one day!”Kiko postured and patted her chest in her usual proud bluster, but her heart wasn’t really in it today. After a moment, her facade faded away, replaced with a sort of unhappy frown as her thoughts turned back to that day on Namek and all the other bad stuff that had come out of it. She let out a little sigh. She wasn’t nearly strong enough yet. Not even close. Oboe and that Ochra guy… they were miles above and beyond her current power. Sure, she had other ways to deal with things, but it hadn’t been enough then, and it wasn’t good enough for her now.
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Post by Nashi on Mar 5, 2020 22:10:57 GMT -6
Oh, hey, a Shinjin! If I’d gone with a plan with any degree of sensibility, a plan that should have actually worked, there was no chance it actually would have. It was simply a rule of Otherworld, or perhaps of all reality in general, that some things not only happen in spite of them being something that shouldn’t happen, but precisely because of it. What was that old saying? ‘Take refuge in audacity’? It was good advice, but there was more to it. What most people didn’t realise was that, if you do not, you are being left behind, for it is known that the silliest things are the realest and, if it isn’t rather silly, or at least interesting, it’s got no business having a thread about it. Funny how it all works out, in the end.
It was a Shinjin, that much was for sure. Nashi smiled as he got called a foolish mortal,— that’s the classic shinjin catchphrase we all know and love!—his stretched lips dumbly beaming across his face. He might have been offended if she’d just called him mortal (he was the Immortal Cat, the Senbyō, after all, and he couldn’t die so long as you ignored all the times he’s died) and maybe a bit peeved if she only called him a fool (he was wise, y’know, I’d like to see how many chakras Kiko has balanced into perfection!) but, together, it was all well and good. Like how sodium and chloride were individually dangerous but, when they came together, they formed salt, which was also dangerous, but also made chips taste good!
”Yuh-uh!” Nashi didn’t know how Kiko knew of his studentry (shaddap yes it is a word), perhaps by some facet of the celestial bureaucracy, but he was glad. Though… yes, there was something familiar about this Shinjin, wasn’t there? She seemed vaguely familiar. Was it… it was on the Lookout, right? Yes, and Daruma was there! But then the thread ended because Time didn’t post again, the bloody— Nah, I must be thinking of someone else.
”Good to know, good to know. If you’re better than him, or will be better than him, or whatever, can ya prove it? ‘Cos King Kai had this Kaioken thing, y’see? And it was totally rad. And I won’t believe you’re anywhere near as cool as the King Kai character if you can’t do anything cool y’self!” ‘Character’ in the sense it’s used in in casual conversation, not the narrative kind. ‘What a character, that bloke’, not ’this character being shipped with that character ruined the whole show’!
Perhaps it was a bit mean, but Nashi’d seen enough of this type of shinjin to generally know how they worked. If she could do something? That was cool! If she couldn’t? That was cool, ‘cos it meant Nashi could train her to! Something punchy but still.
”I’m Nashi, by the way. I’m the Senbyō of Earth!” Take note, present tense.
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Post by Kiko Kai on Mar 6, 2020 2:07:24 GMT -6
When asked to prove that she was better than King Kai, some part of Kiko’s brain short circuited, and her already poor mood worsened. She pouted and tried to think of something. She was really gifted at healing. She had even worked on it while trying to help wake up Bravo from his coma. But, she didn’t exactly have anything that she could teach other people. Certainly not something as cool as Kaioken. She rubbed the back of her head and tried to think of something. Her healing magic had really come along… but it would be even better if she could bring someone back from the dead. Maybe she ought to try that next.
“W-Well, I… don’t have Kaioken, but… I can heal people really good! I-In fact! I’m working on a secret technique to bring people back to life! Maybe! I just thought of it now, so it’s kind of in the workshop stages, but just wait and see, foolish mortal! It will be so much cooler than Kaioken!”
Unfortunately, that meant that Kiko didn’t have anything to show off with, and her magic materialization wasn’t uncommon or even that spectacular. She could use telepathy, but so could King Kai, and he could do it better than her. For now! She was going to work at it whenever she got the opportunity. She had to be better than all the other Shinjin and strong enough to protect everyone if she was going to be Supreme Kai!
“Oh, uh… Nashi…? Wait, you’re… Earth’s Kami’s friend? Right? I think we actually met before… I was going to ask where the HFIL did that Kami guy get off calling himself a god, but…”
Boy, that felt like a long time ago. Kiko was pretty sure her intention had been to get Earth’s Kami to worship her and like prove her superiority. She wasn’t feeling so superior anymore. Shaking her head, she put on a brave face and laughed haughtily. “Ho ho, but I’ve been training to increase my already incredible divine powers, so… I’ll definitely be Supreme Kai.”
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Post by Nashi on Mar 7, 2020 1:22:44 GMT -6
Nashi let the seconds pass at their own speed. It took a few moments, but Nashi could tell that the gears within Kiko’s noggin were turning! But just because the thoughts were coming didn’t mean they were good, or even correct.
”Oh?” Healing people so well they return from the dead… wasn’t that necromancy? Wouldn’t that result in a ghost, or a zombie? Nashi scratched his noggin, perplexed by the grand list of possibilities. ”Sounds cool. I suppose that’d be in very high demand, up here in the afterlife!” Nashi hadn’t even considered the possibility of using this potential resurrective power on himself; he wasn’t in all that great a rush to get back home, even if he was sure that he would return eventually. When he was wiser, somehow.
”Huh?” Apparently they might have seen each other before? Kiko must have known Chime. That was odd, Nashi didn’t remember her at all… well, yeah, there was that aforementioned incident, but for whatever reason Nashi couldn’t remember any of it beyond the first few exchanges. Nashi was tempted to challenge Kiko on Chime’s godhood, but decided against it. Chime was a deity, after all, as was Nashi, but being called a ‘god’ was still kinda weird. ”Oh, King Kai’s training you, too?” That wasn’t even slightly what she said but OK, Nashi, whatever you say. ”Aw, dang. I was hoping I could train you myself…”
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Post by Kiko Kai on Apr 2, 2020 19:12:43 GMT -6
Nashi’s reaction to her declaration that she was going to make a technique to bring people back to life was… disappointing, to say the least. He didn’t react with any of the wide eyed wonder that she might hoped. All of the wind just went out of her sails. She didn’t even have the energy to act all indignant. She deflated, rubbing the back of her head. He didn’t even seem like he remembered her. Did she leave so little of an impression? Misery filled her up to the brim, and if it were possible, she was sure a little doom cloud would be hovering over her head right about now.
“Oh… I guess you don’t remember…” She mumbled dejectedly. Kiko considered just leaving there and then. This wasn’t really going well, and she needed to get back to training. As she was turning to go and thinking of a half-baked excuse for a goodbye, she paused when he asked if King Kai was training her too. “Uh.”
Before she could deny it, he continued, annoying Kiko even more. If King Kai had decided to train her, she wouldn’t be going off by herself, would she? She probably wouldn’t have even left Otherworld! Kiko sighed and crossed her arms over her chest in a huff. “He’s not. Besides! I wouldn’t subject myself to the training of one of my rivals! I’ve… been training by myself…”
Kiko tried not to sound too lonely. With Brand injured and Basil mostly preoccupied with looking after him and the comatose Bravo, she was kind of left to her own devices when it came to training. It probably didn’t help that she snuck off to do it too. She just… she just felt really guilty whenever she saw their injuries.
“I’m getting stronger… I think.”
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Post by Nashi on Apr 5, 2020 3:34:58 GMT -6
”Huh? We’ve met before? It’s not like me to forget. If I ever forgot something, I’m sure I’d remember what!” A brilliant display of logic from the infinitely wise sage Nashi.
Hmm? Oh. That was right. Kiko Kai was supposed to be an equal to King Kai!.. wait, was ‘Kai’ a title? Did that mean King Kai’s name was ‘King’? Hm. Anyway, equals and rivals, not teacher and student. ”Right! Sorry! My bad!”
There was stuff going on, Nashi was sure. There was a whole reasoning process going on, an elaborate personage person-ing. Nashi recognised that there was stuff here that Nashi simply wouldn’t be able to understand from a minute-long conversation. ”OK.” posited Nashi cautiously. ”Do you…” Was this a sensible thing to ask? Would it just make it worse? ”...Would you like me to train you?”
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Post by Kiko Kai on May 14, 2020 10:07:35 GMT -6
Kiko squinted at the weird cat man standing in front of her. Weird was the best word that she could think of to describe him. Foolish possibly, but that applied to all mortals. She didn’t feel like doing the mental contortionism required to figure out what he meant by remembering what he forgot and moved on to just immediately accepting his apology. She didn’t have the energy to really milk the situation. Running a hand through her cloud-like hair, Kiko wondered what she should do. King Kai tended to snipe the best and most talented warriors when they died, so if this guy was getting trained by him, it meant that he was already pretty talented among foolish mortals.
Before she could follow that line of thinking down to its conclusion, Nashi skipped ahead for her and just out and out offered to train her. She opened her mouth to refuse his offer. What kind of god accepted the training of a foolish mortal? But she stopped herself and thought about it. Back on Namek, a bunch of foolish mortals had ignored her pleas and dealt with things using their power. Was she really going to let her pride get in the way of protecting those foolish mortals that she kind of maybe liked just a little bit?
“If… you think that you’re good at training, then I wouldn’t mind accepting your offer. What… what are you going to teach me?”
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Post by Nashi on Jun 11, 2020 4:50:04 GMT -6
’If you think you’re good at training’, heh. The words bounced around in Nashi’s mind like bumper cars around a bumper car ring, but where each bumper car was heavily lubricated, and the grease itself was lubricated even more heavily, and also there were landmines. ”'Am I good at training'?” Nashi repeated. ”Am I good at training’?” He re-repeated, taking time to dramaticise his over-expressions to give himself more time to think on what he’d say next… only, that time was spent making utmost sure he over-expressed in just the right ways. There was a subtle art to blatancy. ”I’m the Senbyō! The ’t’ stands for training!” Was Nashi being dumb, or was that a joke? It was often quite hard to tell, and usually rather useful to assume both. ”One of my divine duties, besides the senzu growin’ and the kami defendin’, is hero trainin’!” The pronunciation of the ‘-in’’s likely sounded a bit forced. ”Y’know, seeing potential, training it up, making sure Earth is always defended by goodies!” Though, for whatever reason coughcoughinactivenerdsorarchivalcoughcough [/i], he tended not to have too many students around. But, what could Nashi teach? ”Well, if you want to learn anything in particular, I’ve got some neato blue techniques, and some staff combat, or Leopard Kung Fu. Or maybe just chakra stuff, but that may not be very useful practically.” Nashi was struck by the sudden doubt that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t a very good teacher after all. All the specifics he could teach were only useful in specific circumstances, mostly… but, no, there was more to it than that. ”In terms of general training, too, I’ve got a lot of experience there!” Like getting people to climb up a tower a bunch. That was fun! Or, getting them to drink water from a kettle you were defending, that’s a classic too. Nashi was sure this was going to go splendidly. |
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