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Post by Mei on Apr 17, 2020 12:01:31 GMT -6
Abi had accidentally picked the worst town on Earth to rest. The hybrid was used to prejudice for her looks or species, and it helped remind her why she joined up with the Elite Four in the first place. Yet most humans didn't seem to notice or care about her and her tail. This town was different. The moment she had set foot in it, the people seemed keen to avoid her out of fear. Why? It was true that Abi donned battle armor in the traditional style of Saiyans warriors, and had the looks to boot, but she'd yet to do anything at all. Grunting, the mercenary pushed past such thoughts, determined to get some food for her rumbling stomach. While the other three members of the Elite Four were busy with their own important tasks, Abi had been permitted time to train and hone her skills.
While much couldn't be done in the way of her Berserk form seeing as Earth had painted its' moon over, some basic practice could work just as well. She had done so and was tired now. All Abi wanted was to eat a big hearty meal... preferably speaking to as little people as possible. She should be happy that they were avoiding her, right? Yet the Saiyan halfbreed couldn't entirely shake off the disgusting feeling that settled in her chest, her memory still fresh of how she was treated on Vegeta by her supposed brethren. "...Tch." Whatever. She didn't need to let the opinions of these weaklings affect her. Marching straight up to a local diner, it was clear that the staff wanted nothing to do with the alien, though none of them were bold enough to tell her outright to leave. Before the waiter could even open his mouth, Abi spoke: "Water to drink. Start me off with the... 'pigs in a blanket' appetizer. And yes I have money."
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Post by Sanbu on Apr 18, 2020 2:04:09 GMT -6
Sanbu's PL: 120'000
Long had the days been since Sanbu had taken to the activate pursuit of dialogue, meaningful or otherwise it made no difference. As long as he could have a conversation that aroused his curiosity the Majin felt he would utmost pleased with such an outcome. Over the course of his short existence the notion of finding pleasure in the small things soon became one he knew far more familiarity for. The man did not quite know where to start but in the midst of his indecisiveness he had stumbled across a place he had never visited before. Atypical to his usual habit Sanbu was flying freely in the air, moving at a pace moderate enough to where he could actually notice civilizations below him in full detail. The man stopped dead in his tracks, hovering above the town as he got a sense of his bearings. Soon enough Sanbu noticed something that had caught his eye without so much as a brief glance. A diner, likely a place where he could try food he had never tasted before. Even if he had the very idea of enjoying food was one he would not turn down, his more Majin tendencies were surfacing more so as of recent. <Looks fine, a bit too colorful for my tastes but what do I know? One cannot give judgement solely on appearances, I'd be missing out much too often.> Sanbu veered off course, directly flying towards the diner until he came to a grinding halt once he stood in-front of it momentarily. Entering the building without any kind of a notion for what he'd find once he saw the interior in its entirety. There were a variety of people present within the diner. To be frank, he was not all that surprised by who or what he saw for the most part, variety was only so varied. In a town so simple, there was only so much to be expected but above all else there was one individual who caught his intrigue. <Is that a soldier in battle armor? That power-level, it is much too fitting. I wonder, could they be affiliated with that a particular faction?> The Majin made certain to sit near the alien, paying no mind to anyone else in the near vicinity despite whatever feelings they might have had of him, it was beside him. None appeared to possess such a striking power-level or attire. Alike certain people he had come to know recently they dressed in a way far too familiar for him to disregard just yet. After being granted a table in the establishment he quickly set to laying out his order to the waiter, placing a massive bottle of sake on the table to the waiter's surprise all the while. "I'll have whatever's good here, I have never eaten any of this food before really, indulge me with whatever this establish makes best....-" Sanbu went into further detail into his order but at last, once completed he gave regard to a person that appeared to stick out most of all in his eyes. This was not to say that the Majin himself did not however he was the observer in this case and his target was the observed. Sanbu waved over the woman nearby, offering a slight smile to her person. "Hello over there, couldn't help but notice you over there. Mind if I spark up some conversation with you? Things seem a little quiet at my table, it seems like you've much of the same problem at yours."
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Post by Majin Bloom on Apr 18, 2020 20:09:10 GMT -6
THE ELITE FOUR! ABI
Bloom's PL: 112,000 | 336,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
Bloom wandered through the streets of Ginger Town, distinctly hating the looks that all the townspeople were giving her at the moment. That admiration in their eyes. That grateful smile. She hissed and pinched the space between her eyes, letting out a low moan. Ugh, what would the Goons think if they heard about this? That she was a hero in her hometown? Ugh, it was enough to make her sick to her stomach. She was supposed to be the bad guy! If only Scallio hadn’t attacked Ginger Town but somewhere else… but noooooo, he just had to attack the ONE place that she felt some kind of obligation to defend. Stewing in her own personal misery, Bloom perked up a little when she sensed a familiar energy signature. Huh? What was that weirdo doing here? He wasn’t looking for her, was he? Curious and wanting to get rid of the nasty feeling in her stomach, Bloom followed his energy signature to a cutesy little diner. The staff perked up when they saw her, making her stomach do flips again. Almost like she felt guilty for not being what they thought she was? She didn’t try to lie to people about her allegiances. Pushing those thoughts to the side for the moment, she picked out Sanbu pretty easily. It wasn’t hard to spot the guy, especially since he had taken to wearing something even weirder than the outfit he’d had one when they’d met that first time. Looked like he was talking to a saiyan. Huh… wait, was that why the staff had looked so relieved to see her? Bloom scowled briefly but shook it off. She stole a chair from an empty table and plopped it neatly between the two tables. The wait staff looked utterly befuddled, but Bloom waved them over to order. “Sweets... All of them...”“Hey Sanbu, been a while… You look… weird as usual… And hiya, monkey girl… what’s your name…?”
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Post by Mei on Apr 19, 2020 9:05:24 GMT -6
A strange person had entered. Strange enough that Abi decided to watch them closely, despite not knowing who or what they were. A man, made of red and seemingly different from the Earthlings around him. She stewed silently as he sat near her, not openly confronting him. This environment was already hostile to her. It would not do well to provoke someone and give the Earthlings an excuse. The waiter returned with a simple glass of water, the hybrid immediately gulping down half of it in a second, carefully wiping her mouth with a napkin afterward. Abi jostled slightly, squinting in suspicion at Red's invitation. He spoke carefully and in a constructed manner, much like Briss did. Abi wasn't a fan of that kind of talking. "...Hmph." The hybrid didn't move all that much but did concede by scooting closer to the edge of her table. "What are you?" She said bluntly, looking in open curiosity at Sanbu.
Though quite easily misconstrued as rude, Abi was simply... blunt, most of the time. Though before Sanbu could give her an answer, another strange person entered. This one was all white instead of all red, though Abi had a nagging feeling that the two were somehow related. ...At least they knew each other if the white one addressing the red one by "Sanbu" meant anything. She was surprised when Whitey referred to her so casually as monkey. Abi didn't necessarily care, but such a word was a grievous insult to many Saiyan warriors. Were they trying to start a fight? The hybrid was highly tempted to just not tell Whitey anything out of pure spite, but warnings about professionalism and making a good impression had drilled itself inside her head after repeated sessions with Briss. "Abi." Was all she said, content with her answer.
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Post by Sanbu on Apr 19, 2020 19:26:23 GMT -6
Sanbu's PL: 120'000
Flesh, bones, pulp, matter, substance but words were they merely. Sanbu sought to best understand the Majin condition but he found it difficult to even wrap his head around the notion. <What am I even? What is this stuff, I am apparently made out of? I do not necessarily have organs in the human sense nor differing body parts that are irreplaceable, this is all but one thing.> The Majin sighed, eyeing his hand briefly before returning a glance to the very person who brought the question to his own person. There were many ways to answer that question but it did not seem like this was an inquiry that necessitated an extensive moment of consideration. The atmosphere was much too simple for that sort of a thing he felt it so already. "What am I? Well, a Majin. I take it you haven't seem many of..-" His eyes darted across the room, taking notice of a face he had seen many weeks ago. Her memory, it was still fresh in his mind, seeing another Majin was but an event worth taking note of. "-...Of my kind." Sanbu immediately glanced back at the face which so vividly caught his attention, a Majin unlike many others he'd seen as of recent. Then again, what was the typical Majin? "And hello Bloom. Yes, it has been a while." Sanbu flashed a smile, revealing his teeth both bare and bright. "Like the clothes? I've met a lot of strange people recently and I've got a lot of new ideas to work off of."
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Post by Majin Bloom on Apr 20, 2020 9:04:59 GMT -6
THE ELITE FOUR! ABI
Bloom's PL: 112,000 | 336,000
Ki Suppression: Active
(Reads as 5)
Bloom smiled faintly and nodded to the monkey girl Abi. She didn’t really pay much mind to what she called people or even what other people called her. She’d heard a lot of insults in her time. Blob, freak, and so on, but her favorite insult had to be from that one candy store owner who had called her a flavorless gumdrop after stealing a whole bag of gum from the guy. She’d been so amused that she’d gone back and actually been a paying customer. He still eyed her whenever she was in the store though. Bloom gave Abi a casual wave. “Bloom… Nice to meet you…”Sanbu smiled at her with bright white teeth when she turned back to him, earning him a crooked smile of her own. She shook her head and chuckled when he asked about his clothes. “Uh-huh… ideas, eh…? Well, they suit you I guess… heh…” She took note of his energy signature and how it had grown in the time since they’d last seen each other. Damn, everyone was getting so strong so fast. Was she slacking? Probably. She ran a hand through her hair - if you could call it that - and chided herself for that food coma. A month out of commission really put her behind. Bloom plopped her chin on the back of the chair, visibly depressed. She didn’t even want to think of how strong the other goons had gotten in that time. It was liable to be super crazy wild strong. Was there some kind of shortcut she could take to get strong quick…? Hm… Bloom mulled it over, thinking about downing barrels of protein powder. That would work, right? Hm. She tapped her fingers against the back of the chair as she thought it over.
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Post by Mei on Apr 22, 2020 8:24:44 GMT -6
"...Now there are two of you." The alien noted diligently. "But different colors." Her brow furrowed in confusion. Was it because one was seemingly a boy and the other seemingly a girl? Were they together? They certainly knew each other, at the very least. They even had teeth! "Why are you two sitting next to me." That was the real question she had wanted to ask all along, anyway. A better distraction to leave the biology of the blobby people behind. "You seemed especially keen on doing it for no discernable reason so far..." The words were directed at Sanbu. "Is it to keep an eye on me?" Maybe the people asked them to come to the diner and make sure she didn't do anything untoward. ...Tch. "Many people around here don't seem to like me very much. Yet I haven't done anything worthy of ire yet... except existing, I guess."
Nothing she wasn't used to. Why these specific humans found her revolting while most others didn't was still a mystery to the mercenary, but it didn't really matter to Abi. All that mattered was that they didn't like her for her. She took a gulp of water, downing half the glass and gently placing it back on the table as the ice cubes clinked together cheerily. Even if they didn't want her here, they didn't kick her out. Thus, she'd get her food. Having been there the longest, Abi's appetizer was served first by a reluctant waiter - a small plate of miniature hot-dogs wrapped in croissant breading. The smell was good enough to lighten her mood a bit, the hybrid popping one in her mouth appreciatively and chewing slowly in an attempt to savor it. Well, this town may not be a good place to stay for her, but they at least had good food.
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Post by Sanbu on Apr 23, 2020 4:47:26 GMT -6
Sanbu's PL: 120'000
Over the years of Sanbu had come to familiarize himself with various kinds of food, some simple, others admittedly more complex in their own unique fashion. While he had come to appreciate certain flavors over others there never ceased to be a moment in which he wasn't surprised with what he tasted. There was a gamble to be had when it came to taking that very first bite, either you were in for a moment of pleasure or you'd be left a lasting memory of disgust but still. The Majin never stopped himself when it came to that kind of pursuit, he did not know shyness for that sort of a thing. As Sanbu began to receive his meal it appeared that a dialogue, albeit small was slowly but surely underway. While the Majin picked apart at his food he shrugged his shoulders as he briefly made it a point to regard Bloom's statement. "Right, I guess.. Thanks." With surgical steadiness the man started to dissect his meal, it was a carefully assembled array of vegetables marinated and cooked to a tender, yet crisp balance. Before he took another bite from the dish a remark soon caught his attention quite glaringly, his eyes darted up and away from his plate, looking over at the Saiyan nearby. "Different colors? I guess so, it's a little more complicated than that but-" He cut himself short, it did not appear like such words would be necessary at the moment. Listening firstly before making additional commentary on the given exchange. Sanbu yawned aloud, opening his eyes momentarily to speak in full. They were black notably except for red pupils in the middle. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intrigued, the food here tempted me I've been on the moon for a while now. This place seems a little sore, not a lot of interesting people here but you obviously stand out from the crowd." Sanbu starting playing with his food as he looked away, half invested and half not in both the conversation and the meal he was receiving. "Don't you feel it? There's a divide among the masses, the strong few and the lesser majority. These people could all die on a whim and few of them would be able to survive the fallout. I'm not that responsive with those kinds of people and I mean it with no offense." Though he spoke in a more hushed tone Sanbu could only begin to imagine what the surveying population might be making of his ramblings.
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Post by Majin Bloom on Apr 29, 2020 8:59:18 GMT -6
Bloom squinted at both Abi when she asked her question and Sanbu when he gave one of his rambling answers. What? What the heck was he talking about? Bloom shook her head and took the plate heaped to the brim with desserts from the waitress in one hand. “What are you talking about, Sanbu…? People here are just on edge because a huge dummy dumb Saiyan named Scallio wrecked the place up a bit a little while ago… I would know… I was here… But I mean… it’s not like I hate Saiyans because of it… Some of my best friends are Saiyans… The town will get over it soon, I bet…”
Opening her mouth, Bloom shoveled the contents of the plate into her mouth with a spoon. Like all things, people would eventually forget and move on with their lives. Sure, some people would never really forget, but the damages had really been kept to a minimum. Not for lack of trying. Scallio sure had given it his all - annoyingly. She sighed and stuffed a whole piece of cake into her mouth and actually took a moment to chew. Scallio definitely ranked up there with Saiyans that she liked the least, but the one that was leaps and bounds ahead of the competition was Ochra. That bastard. Bloom steamed grumpily, the pores on her head venting it in small white wisps.
“And no, not here to keep an eye on you… though I am kind of eyeing your food… it looks good…” Bloom answered Abi a little more directly than Sanbu had, resisting the urge to snake one of her arms around to snatch things off of her plate.
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