Post by Amara on Jun 1, 2020 20:10:12 GMT -6
Amara's gaze trailed one of Bamboo's hellish projectiles for a short while, leaning to the side ever so slightly as one coiled around her head, passing by towards Dion. The Saiyan simply gave a quick nod and a grunt of acknowledgment, a bit more ragged than her stoic mask was letting on. Perhaps standing in the middle of a still active battlefield wasn't the smartest of ploys, but here she was. "We're leaving together." Amara intoned with finality. "The objective is complete. All we did was ensure this planet's safety and are now trying to leave... mostly peacefully." The split attack Bamboo had procured certainly didn't serve as help in de-escalating the situation before it turned to copious violence. Amara's face soured slightly as Yogu incessantly shouted, narrating everything going on aloud before turning her attention to Bloom. "She has a point," The Saiyan shrugged slightly. "Even if we wanted to - which we don't, FYI - Earth wouldn't even get scratched. Let alone demolished. Who else in the galaxy would even have the slightest amount of power, moxie, and willingness to do it...? Nobody. And seeing as we're not interested, the blue backwater ball can stay whole for the foreseeable future. As far as I'm concerned, jobs concerning planetary destruction are off the table for me - permanently."
Less altruism or regret and more just that those firework shows caused way too much hassle and lasting ire against them in general. Slap a few goodies around and upheave a city block or two? They'll mostly get over it. A planet? Especially one with their precious magic wishing balls on it? A grievous error. "Though I have to wonder how many people actually care about Namek and the Namekians... and how many people care most about their set of Dragon Balls. The real kicker would be using Shenron to resurrect Earth's biggest friend circle rather than an entire planet. But hey, that's none of a heinous villain like me's business." A thought popped into her head, lips twisting in a mirthless smirk. "Though to be fair, the only 'evil' thing I've done is debatably murder recently, and that was in the same type of situation your Heroes back home are lauded for. I haven't killed anyone else, caused destruction, wasn't even there for Namek." Amara jabbed a finger at Yogu for a moment: "In fact, I can safely say that your 'friend' over there has committed more evil than I ever have. Guess that makes me a bad Stargoon, doesn't it?"
Anyways... there were still lingering issues to be dealt with in the heat of the moment, such as Bloom's follow-up statement. "As I said to Green, we're leaving together. There shouldn't be a reason to continue fighting at this point." Yogu continued shouting his nonsense, racing towards Bamboo with the intent to deliver a punch to her torso. Does... Bamboo even have ribs? Or a normal body for that matter? Amara was fairly certain the Green Star was birthed out of some forest magic... yet she ate and slept and trained like the rest of them. Huh. She was a bit surprised by Bloom's inaction, though Bamboo was more than capable of handling a measly low-powered attack from the ghost on her own. Amara may have stepped in, but the Saiyan was trying her best to simply conserve her energy. "What's Caspar the unfriendly ghost doing over there?" She asked idly, watching with furrowed eyebrows. "Oh wait a minute... I remember you. Kalabas, wasn't it? Same ghost on Earth that threw a tantrum when his maniacal boyfriend got dusted and decided to try and... blow up the entire planet? That IS you, isn't it? I recognize that energy anywhere." He was also the piss-poor former guardian of Belle. Amara hadn't seen the child in a long time, but their short interaction did stir some sort of maternal instincts. "Trying to weave the battle against us with words, perhaps? Same thing you did with Dosu I bet."
Amara would be more inclined to dish out full revenge in the name of the fallen Red Star, but Kalabas in his ethereal state had proven to be a persistent pest - capable of manifesting as much as he wanted after getting axed countless times before. Staying to kill him now would be dangerous and unrewarding. Ashi blitzed suddenly, Amara tracking her movements as the Stargoon intercepted Yogu's punch with her well-placed blade. Her criticism of Bloom's own inaction wasn't inherently wrong but misplaced at the moment. "Not the time for that, Ashi." Amara rumbled. "If we need to, we'll work on tactics and co-ordination once we're off-planet. Don't bring sour words onto the battlefield for these fools to witness." Their main strength was unity - something other Villains didn't have, but the Heroes relied on heavily. It was countering the defender's tactics by simply flipping the script, and while Amara understood Ashi's irritation openly displaying it for the three enemies to see was a bad move. Dion, for his part, didn't have much to say. Tossing Kalabas at Yogu was amusing at the very least, the other Saiyan clearly listening to actual reason over the petty and twisted logic the specters were trying to persist with. "He deserved a worthy death at the hands of someone who could recognize and appreciate him in his final moments." She responded neutrally. "Not... not the same kind of fate that Vocado and Kalabas had prior suffered. Being blasted to bits by some jaded, uncaring Hero because they were 'evil'. Not snuffed out like an accidental flame instead of gracefully extinguished like that of a campfire. I didn't do it for the sake of the planet or its' people."
Yet, for but a moment, Amara's spiny exterior smoothened. "...Yet for now, I will accept it. I don't claim us to be saints or free of any blame you and your friends deem fit to heap upon us, so there is a very high chance that when next we meet it will be in actual combat for any number of reasons." The Saiyan huffed, tired of everything currently going on. "Or it could simply be in a bar on Earth. As easy as it is to classify us as heinous, uncaring monsters... we're still mortal. We still feel, we still think, we still hesitate in our actions. Do you ever wonder why the Stargoons seem to be the largest and longest-lasting group of general baddies in the galaxy? Because we care for our kin. We hold the same time-tested value of camaraderie to our hearts much as nominal good guys do. Perhaps its time to start thinking about why we do what we do... though I doubt any of you here would take that to heart." And with that, he was off. Leaving them solely with Yogu and Kalabas to deal with, much better odds than if the hyper-powered tank in Dion would still be around. "Look," She growled pointedly at the rambunctions of the two: "With the current lineup, I'm more than confident in our ability to send you back to Hell. Why don't you take your buddy's advice and simply back off for now? You can 'epicly revenge kill us' and our ideology or whatever later. Swing by North City if you want a fight, though be warned trespassing gives us the right to self-defense." She wasn't even sure what to say to Kalabas, honestly. The ghost just kind of annoyed her, and not even in like... a greatly annoying away. A minor irk that would fade as soon as he was out of eyesight. "And, uh... you. We'll prolly kill you if you stay to fight us now, and from what I've seen of ghosts, when that power burst of yours wears out you're defenseless. Don't push your luck."
Amara waved her hand dismissively, turning to her squad. "Right. Let's get going. I've had enough saltwater to last me several lifetimes."
Less altruism or regret and more just that those firework shows caused way too much hassle and lasting ire against them in general. Slap a few goodies around and upheave a city block or two? They'll mostly get over it. A planet? Especially one with their precious magic wishing balls on it? A grievous error. "Though I have to wonder how many people actually care about Namek and the Namekians... and how many people care most about their set of Dragon Balls. The real kicker would be using Shenron to resurrect Earth's biggest friend circle rather than an entire planet. But hey, that's none of a heinous villain like me's business." A thought popped into her head, lips twisting in a mirthless smirk. "Though to be fair, the only 'evil' thing I've done is debatably murder recently, and that was in the same type of situation your Heroes back home are lauded for. I haven't killed anyone else, caused destruction, wasn't even there for Namek." Amara jabbed a finger at Yogu for a moment: "In fact, I can safely say that your 'friend' over there has committed more evil than I ever have. Guess that makes me a bad Stargoon, doesn't it?"
Anyways... there were still lingering issues to be dealt with in the heat of the moment, such as Bloom's follow-up statement. "As I said to Green, we're leaving together. There shouldn't be a reason to continue fighting at this point." Yogu continued shouting his nonsense, racing towards Bamboo with the intent to deliver a punch to her torso. Does... Bamboo even have ribs? Or a normal body for that matter? Amara was fairly certain the Green Star was birthed out of some forest magic... yet she ate and slept and trained like the rest of them. Huh. She was a bit surprised by Bloom's inaction, though Bamboo was more than capable of handling a measly low-powered attack from the ghost on her own. Amara may have stepped in, but the Saiyan was trying her best to simply conserve her energy. "What's Caspar the unfriendly ghost doing over there?" She asked idly, watching with furrowed eyebrows. "Oh wait a minute... I remember you. Kalabas, wasn't it? Same ghost on Earth that threw a tantrum when his maniacal boyfriend got dusted and decided to try and... blow up the entire planet? That IS you, isn't it? I recognize that energy anywhere." He was also the piss-poor former guardian of Belle. Amara hadn't seen the child in a long time, but their short interaction did stir some sort of maternal instincts. "Trying to weave the battle against us with words, perhaps? Same thing you did with Dosu I bet."
Amara would be more inclined to dish out full revenge in the name of the fallen Red Star, but Kalabas in his ethereal state had proven to be a persistent pest - capable of manifesting as much as he wanted after getting axed countless times before. Staying to kill him now would be dangerous and unrewarding. Ashi blitzed suddenly, Amara tracking her movements as the Stargoon intercepted Yogu's punch with her well-placed blade. Her criticism of Bloom's own inaction wasn't inherently wrong but misplaced at the moment. "Not the time for that, Ashi." Amara rumbled. "If we need to, we'll work on tactics and co-ordination once we're off-planet. Don't bring sour words onto the battlefield for these fools to witness." Their main strength was unity - something other Villains didn't have, but the Heroes relied on heavily. It was countering the defender's tactics by simply flipping the script, and while Amara understood Ashi's irritation openly displaying it for the three enemies to see was a bad move. Dion, for his part, didn't have much to say. Tossing Kalabas at Yogu was amusing at the very least, the other Saiyan clearly listening to actual reason over the petty and twisted logic the specters were trying to persist with. "He deserved a worthy death at the hands of someone who could recognize and appreciate him in his final moments." She responded neutrally. "Not... not the same kind of fate that Vocado and Kalabas had prior suffered. Being blasted to bits by some jaded, uncaring Hero because they were 'evil'. Not snuffed out like an accidental flame instead of gracefully extinguished like that of a campfire. I didn't do it for the sake of the planet or its' people."
Yet, for but a moment, Amara's spiny exterior smoothened. "...Yet for now, I will accept it. I don't claim us to be saints or free of any blame you and your friends deem fit to heap upon us, so there is a very high chance that when next we meet it will be in actual combat for any number of reasons." The Saiyan huffed, tired of everything currently going on. "Or it could simply be in a bar on Earth. As easy as it is to classify us as heinous, uncaring monsters... we're still mortal. We still feel, we still think, we still hesitate in our actions. Do you ever wonder why the Stargoons seem to be the largest and longest-lasting group of general baddies in the galaxy? Because we care for our kin. We hold the same time-tested value of camaraderie to our hearts much as nominal good guys do. Perhaps its time to start thinking about why we do what we do... though I doubt any of you here would take that to heart." And with that, he was off. Leaving them solely with Yogu and Kalabas to deal with, much better odds than if the hyper-powered tank in Dion would still be around. "Look," She growled pointedly at the rambunctions of the two: "With the current lineup, I'm more than confident in our ability to send you back to Hell. Why don't you take your buddy's advice and simply back off for now? You can 'epicly revenge kill us' and our ideology or whatever later. Swing by North City if you want a fight, though be warned trespassing gives us the right to self-defense." She wasn't even sure what to say to Kalabas, honestly. The ghost just kind of annoyed her, and not even in like... a greatly annoying away. A minor irk that would fade as soon as he was out of eyesight. "And, uh... you. We'll prolly kill you if you stay to fight us now, and from what I've seen of ghosts, when that power burst of yours wears out you're defenseless. Don't push your luck."
Amara waved her hand dismissively, turning to her squad. "Right. Let's get going. I've had enough saltwater to last me several lifetimes."
KP: 2/3 (+1 from no action) | Damage: 223% | PL: 158,000
Amara attempts exit of DE entirely, but only if her fellow Goons come along for the ride. If successful, she also will get a Zenkai boost
Amara attempts exit of DE entirely, but only if her fellow Goons come along for the ride. If successful, she also will get a Zenkai boost
