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Post by Ticoga on Jan 2, 2021 22:54:07 GMT -6
From the depths of space, a massive, round starship slowly comes into view as his exits the shadow of Jupiter on its course towards the Earth.
"Mister Ticoga, we've come out of Jump travel, and have entered the Solar System. We will be arriving at the system's sole inhabitable planet, Earth, in a few minutes." Marma announces, stepping up towards the vessel's command chair, prompting the Arcosian to stand from the seat and float down to the floor.
Ticoga approaches the forward viewport bubble, and gazes out as the ship passes the massive gas giant planet. He clasps his hands behind his back, and narrows his eyes as a small blue marble begins to become visible.
"Sir, are you alright?" Marma asks, setting down a flat device and approaching the Arcosian.
"Fine, Marma. Just... apprehensive." Ticoga admits. "The stories I have heard regarding the Earth hold true. This planet has resisted both the World Trade Fleet and the Saiyan Kingdom. In addition, its own breed of violent crusaders have wreaked hell upon the world, and still its society and protectors persist."
Marma says nothing for a moment, and looks out at the blue marble in the black void of space as it grows larger as they approach.
"The Earth is a dangerous world." Ticoga continues. He grins. "However, it is also host to the primary reason I have decided to come here."
Marma frowns and looks at the Arcosian.
"Must be something worthwhile, if your willing to risk it." Marma states tentatively.
"Oh yes, this planet hosts the greatest prize I could possibly hope for; a prize indeed worth facing this planet's dangerous warriors..." Ticoga says, raising his hands palm up as the planet grows from the size of a marble, to now filling the massive viewport. "This grand thing I speak of, that even the Saiyans could never ignore..."
Marma gulps silently, and the bridge crew all seem captivated as well by Ticoga's dramatic pause.
"...Is a nearly unlimited variety of cooking recipes!" Ticoga announces, causing the crew to wince from the statement.
"...R...Recipes...?" Marma repeats, incredulous. "Here I thought it was going to be something profound."
"Come now, Marma, your ability to taste still remains. Surely you understand the intrinsic wonder of culinary variety." Ticoga retorts, a bit disappointed in the lack of energy from the crew. "I say it is a wonderful prize to seek. The things I could cook, bake, and boil to tasteful perfection is nearly unlimited with the knowledge stored on this world."
Grinning, Ticoga orders the massive ship to enter Earth's atmosphere. Without a doubt, the massive vessel would not go unnoticed; hopefully his arrival here would go a bit less combative than his return to Arcose. Choosing the city with the largest spaceport, the Direption's landing legs extend outwards like many claws reaching outwards. Finding the largest area, the helmsman settles the ship down.
Below the forward viewport bubbles, a long boarding ramp extends to the ground, allowing Ticoga and Marma to depart down the long ramp. Ticoga steps off, and smiles friendlily as a few humans approach, flanked by what Ticoga assumed to be combat model androids. The crimson Arcosian brushes off dust from the front of his battle jacket and waits.
A general greeting is offered, as well as a request from the planet's leadership to conduct themselves respectfully and peacefully. Agreeing to these simple terms, Ticoga and Marma are allowed to enter the city - though the rest of the crew go about general diagnostics and refueling.
Fifteen minutes into their walk, Ticoga spots a wide window storefront displaying images of different trinkets, but mostly items of vanity so they move on. There is a busy bustle about the folks, and Ticoga's scouter kept going haywire with massive battle power readings. So much so, that he had to turn off the device's autoscan warning feature.
Eventually, the two come upon a park, and Ticoga quietly observes the various beings milling about aimlessly.
"Odd... why are these humans just... moving around, not accomplishing anything?" Ticoga mutters, confused.
"Oh, they're just enjoying the day, sir." Marma replies with a smile.
"Enjoying the day?" Ticoga repeats, slightly tilting his head. "On a planet that has a day time length of eight to ten standard hours for every rotation? An odd thing to blissfully enjoy."
"Different folks, Ticoga." Marma replies, trying out referring to him without the mister. To her surprise, Ticoga didn't seem bothered, or even noticed it. "You keep saying you don't get recreational enjoyment; so why don't we take a little bit to just... enjoy the day? Do what the Earthlings are doing, I mean. Walk around, feed the fauna, observe the flora and such."
"Hmm... I suppose there's merit to that. Though this planet cannot possibly have a sale probability." Ticoga replies. He looks at Marma, who frowns, and offers a smile. "Sorry, that was my attempt at a joke. I suppose I still have work to do with that."
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Post by Amara on Jan 3, 2021 23:12:06 GMT -6
Thread PL: 230,000 | Items: Battle Armor, Scouter | Energy Suppression: Set to 50,000
*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*
Amara paused midway though her bite into a McBao Burger, sighing as she flipped her scouter open to gaze through the lens. A sufficiently high Power Level had been automatically detected by the device, and judging from the trajectory it appeared to be originating from some sort of spacecraft. Granted fifty-thousand was a bit on the lower end compared to her. Even with a powerful form, which she doubted this person would have at that kind of base, Super Saiyan would be able to make short work of them. So now the Saiyan had a choice: Finish her food or go and check this signal out. ...Fuck it, she could catch them later. For the time being, the powerful stranger had free reign to walk about town and do as they pleased. Starting trouble would be met with her timely departure. Not that Amara was against it, but fanning the flames was sure to crash down LEO on her.
Sighing contentedly, Amara's blackened aura flared as she shot into the air, streaking in the general direction of the Power Level. Now that she was feeling it naturally without a scouter, there was something unusually familiar about it. Not enough for the Saiyan to pinpoint its' owner - but enough to cause her to think they might've met before. Her energy dimmed as she approached, dipping to a reasonable level about even to the semi-stranger's. It seemed they ended up in a park, though why was anyone's guess. It shouldn't be terribly hard to pick out aliens among the rabble of humans- ah, there they were. Squinting, the sight of a red-skinned Arcosian brought back some recollection. He'd been there on Arcose, something about declaring independence before that Aurora chick had shown up and starting causing issues. Oh, and Mollusc, but he was so pathetically weak it hardly mattered to her.
"Hail, T-ico-ga, was it?" She said loudly, approaching the pair and phonetically sounding his name out. "I hadn't expected someone like you to end up on Earth of all places." Why she was still here was a mystery, mostly chalked up to Mumbo never getting around to moving their base into space. The firehouse was a classic!
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Post by Ticoga on Jan 3, 2021 23:26:17 GMT -6
Ticoga, having turned off his scouter's automatic scanning, was not aware of Amara's presence until the Saiyan called out to him. Both he and Marma turn towards the source of the voice, equally surprised that someone on this planet would recognize him. At the sight of the approaching Saiyan, Ticoga smiles and turns fully to face Amara.
He offers a polite bow, putting his right hand over his chest and keeping the left behind his back.
"Good greetings, Lady Amara." Ticoga says in greeting, straightening his posture. Marma follows suit, and stays quiet, having not been spoken to. "Indeed, I believed the Earth a dangerous place to step foot upon, but I see now that the planet is not quite the hellish place I have been led to believe."
Ticoga clasps his hands behind his back, gazing directly into Amara's eyes with his own crimson eyes. Locking eyes with a person during discussion was proper etiquette, after all.
"But I had also heard that this planet had particularly exquisite cuisine, and wished to obtain recipes so I may improve my cooking capability." Ticoga continues, still smiling. "I am likewise surprised to see you. Is the Earth the Stargoons' planetary base of operations, or has its delicacies also drawn you?"
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Post by Amara on Jan 3, 2021 23:38:54 GMT -6
Amara stared impassively for the moment as Ticoga returned niceties, finally noticing the second Alien tagging alongside him. The Saiyan gave Marma a quizzical look before returning her attention the Arcosian. Shrugging at his passing comment, she replied: "It can certainly be dangerous considering this backwater seems to be a veritable magnet for all us terrifyingly powerful folk to congregate." She offered a thin smile, the gesture not quite reaching her eyes. "One that has claimed a few comrades already. Yet I digress." His admission to being here for... cooking was something. It was true that Earth was one of the best planets when it came to such frivolous desires but she had expected Ticoga's motivations to have a bit more weight to them. Unless he wasn't telling the whole truth, of course. "We still have a home here in a sense, yes. A repurposed building legally bought and owned by our leader. By their own law the Earthlings can't really do much to it or us while we're they're since 'crimes' on different planets don't fall under Earth's jurisdiction except in extraordinary circumstances..."
Like the destruction of a planet, maybe? "...Not that they could prove it outside of some witnesses." Placing burden of proof on literal genocidal destruction of an entire planet seemed to be a bit of a dumb move, but Amara wasn't complaining that it got any immediate legal ramifications off her back. "As for me, Saiyans can enjoy almost any type of food. The extra nice stuff is better than the junk, but most of the time I can't be bothered to care." A thought occurred. A desperate and irrational one, but a thought all the same. Amara now had the burden of carrying both the red and blue medallions at her side after Dosu's departure. Their immediate numbers were down to four, and Amara was pretty sure Ashi was on an 'extended vacation' as well. "Perhaps you'd like a tour sometime in North City," She offered idly, craning her neck a bit. "Kayen seems to trust you enough, so i might as well extend trust of my own. There aren't very many people nowadays that our group can actually rely on, you see."
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Post by Ticoga on Jan 3, 2021 23:52:54 GMT -6
For a moment, Ticoga considers Amara's offer.
"Actually, I think we will take you up on that offer." Ticoga replies after some thought. He turns to Marma and smiles. "Would you like to introduce yourself?"
Ticoga gestures at Amara.
"This is Lady Amara, a member of the Stargoons." Ticoga explains to Marma, who looked perplexed, but relieved that there was not tension. "I believe you didn't have time for introductions on Arcose."
"Ah, yes. Sorry, my name is Marma, Lady Amara. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Marma says tentatively. "Ticoga, shall I send word to the crew that we will be extending our visit?"
"Please do, yes." Ticoga replies pleasantly. He turns back to Amara. "I would be humbly grateful, that you would use your time to show us around. I hope to prove myself quite dependable when needed."
Ticoga glances once more around the park at the idling humans.
"I find it strange that these beings seem to have so much time on their hands." Ticoga says to Amara. "Recreational activities was never something the Fleet tolerated, nor allowed for slaves such as I had been."
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Jan 4, 2021 18:01:45 GMT -6
Thread PL: 72,000 | Items: Scouter (Pink)
It was good to be back in Central City after that short break.
With preparations for the invasion of the Renegade HQ almost complete, Derry returns to Central and bides his time until the rest of the Snakes are ready. In order to pass the time, Derry decides to take a quick stroll in the park to ponder on the future of the Dirty Snakes. He takes a seat at a nearby bench, takes out a cigarette, and places it in his mouth. As he conjure a small pink flame on his finger tip to light the cigarette, Derry thinks to himself if he even wants to be in control over the Dirty Snakes once this is all over.
He's been with this for a whole six years at this point, but without John, things just weren't the same. Lucas and Wallace were still around, of course, but with each passing day, Derry felt like he was less welcome as the boss of the Snakes, thanks in large part due to his overwhelming power in comparison to the other gangsters. They don't treat him like a friend, like their boss, they treat him like a wild animal that they didn't want to piss off. Even Lucas and Wallace, who have been with Derry for the past six years, fear him. If he were to leave them, however, where would he go from here? He could always move to another city, should things get bad enough in Central.
Derry's thoughts are interrupted by the beeping of his sunglasses. Derry quickly takes the cigarette out of his mouth, exhales, and flips his sunglasses back down to see just what was going on. The gangster detected a total of three individuals not too far from his position, each one possessing a much higher than average power level. From what he could tell, one possesses a power level of 5,000, a second one possesses a power level of 50,000, but the third one possesses a total power level of 55,868. This was something that the gangster has to see with his own eyes. Derry gets up from the bench, puts out his cigarette in a nearby ash tray sitting atop a garbage can, and moves towards the sources.
Hoping that none of them posses any form of ki sensing, Derry hides behind a nearby tree as he takes a peek at who has arrived. He spots what appears to be a red arcosian, a rare sight indeed on Earth, and an android standing directly next to him. With his scouter, he confirms that the 55,868 power level belongs to the arcosian while the 5,000 power level belongs to the android. As for the third target, he stops for a bit and immediately recognizes who this was. It was Amara, that yellow stargoon that assisted him months ago with that ambush. Judging from the fact that she was far more powerful than what the scouter was saying, especially since she could turn into a super saiyan, it was safe for Derry to conclude that Amara was using some sort of technique to hide her actual power. After all, she couldn't be this weak, could she?
At this point, there wasn't any reason for him to hide, considering the fact that he and Amara were at least on neutral terms with each other. Derry comes out from behind the tree and approaches the group. "Well, I didn't expect to see you again for quite some time, Amara," Derry says. "Hope you've been doin' well. Hmm," Derry wonders as he looks at the arcosian and android, "Don't think I've seen you two here in Central City before. You guys new here?"
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Post by Amara on Jan 4, 2021 19:15:13 GMT -6
Amara's attention was temporarily split by her natural sensing recognizing the presence of another person nearby. One that even surpassed Ticoga in power... and one that was situated behind a tree. Her eyebrow quirked yet she said nothing, wholly unintimidated by whoever it could be. Like Ticoga's before it also had a passingly familiar feel. Marma had introduced herself, the Saiyan responding with a polite nod. "Mhm. Nice to meet you too." She was never the best at pleasantries of any kind even now. It wasn't that she was trying to be rude but rather was just out of her element holding a civil conversation with someone not currently in the Stargoons. "Central City won't really be terribly impressive if you've been to any other big city on a different planet," Amara said nonchalantly "But if you wanted a guide anyway... there's worse things I could be doing with my time." Ticoga made a passing combat about the humans strolling about the park, so blissfully unaware that she could literally wipe them all out with a sneeze if she wanted. "They enjoy the benefits of peace and progression while most of them have never been apart of securing either. Reaping the rewards without having sown them to begin with, as it were."
The Saiyan had been about ready to glass the intruder hiding behind the tree when they stepped out on their own, pink styling immediately giving Amara a flash of recognition. "Ottoy," She said in return, gazing at him with a concealed expression. "You've made great leaps and bounds since I last saw you." The observation came as a surprise given how weak this human had been not so long ago. Releasing her grip on her own power, it skyrocketed back to its' natural state of 230,000 as Amara felt no need to conceal it anymore. "They aren't any harm or concern, if you're worried about your... what's the word... 'territory' getting infringed on." The politics of syndicates and gangsters were too unimportant and convoluted for the Saiyan to bother learning, so whatever his motivation for being here was unknown. The grouping of fifty-thousand and almost fifty-six thousand would certainly attract anyone's attention if both signatures were unfamiliar.
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Post by Ticoga on Jan 5, 2021 1:21:32 GMT -6
Ticoga listens to Amara, frowning slightly. These beings, these Earthlings... did they understand how well they have it?
"The rest of the galaxy burns, and they idle their lives away on frivolous play." Ticoga says, somewhat bitterly. He turns as a voice calls out to them, and narrows his crimson eyes just a hair's width as what looks like one of the Humans approaches. The human refers to Amara with a familiar tone, and then turns to inquire of Ticoga and Marma. Before the Arcosian replies, Amara speaks up on their behalf - evidently this human warranted consideration.
Ticoga is silent for a moment, and then approaches the taller being. The Arcosian offers a smile, and raises his palm to shake the Human's hand.
"I see you and Lady Amara are already acquainted. As this is our first greeting, allow me to properly introduce myself." Ticoga says, looking up at the Human's face. "I am Ticoga, Arcosian representative to Queen Kayen of the Saiyan Kingdom, and entrepreneur of planetary acquisitions and auction. Pleased to make your acquaintance. Behind me is my associate, Marma. By what name shall I remember you by?"
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Jan 5, 2021 14:10:28 GMT -6
Thankfully, Amara is acting friendly towards Derry, and calmed both the arcosian and the android a bit. The stargoon makes a passing remark that Derry's gotten far more powerful since their first encounter. The gangster smirks and replies, "Why, thank you." Once Derry made his comment, a loud beeping noise came from his sunglasses. The display lit up Amara, stating that she now has a power level of 230,000. Derry was a bit intimidated considering the giant leap between power levels, but it made sense given what he saw months ago. "I can certainly tell you haven't been slacking either."
Noticing that the arcosian has reached his hand towards Derry in an attempt to shake hands, Derry decides to accept and proceeds to shake the red arcosian's hand. The arcosian states that his name is Ticoga, and that he's not only a representative for Queen Kayen and an entrepreneur for planetary inquisition and auction. He also takes the time to introduce his android friend, Marma, who has yet to speak up. Upon requesting Derry's name, he responds to Ticoga, "Derrick Ottoy, Boss of the Dirty Snakes. Friends call me Derry." He takes a look at the pair and asks, "So, what brings you to Earth?" as he extends his hand in an attempt to shake Marma's hand while also turning to ask Amara, "And what are you up to this time?"
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Post by Amara on Jan 10, 2021 13:25:55 GMT -6
"They don't," Amara answered, a strong guess on what Ticoga had been thinking. "The populace is kept in purposeful ignorance, their benefactors claiming that it provides them with 'deserved' peace." The Saiyan snorted, head shaking in dismissal. "These people haven't done anything to 'deserve' peace. The species who truly lay claim to needed rest are stuck in perpetual war and suffering while the Earth wastes the day away in loving hedonistic style." A common argument to the defense of humans was that they've done 'nothing', yet that very statement also implicates them. Why should they get all the protection and resources? Why did Earth get granted such luxuries while the galaxy at large is in turmoil? The sheer hypocrisy of it at times made her sick. "Hm?" Amara snapped from her thoughts, interrupted by the human that had been stalking them a few minutes before. It turned out to be Derry, very much a human yet he was one of the exceptions. Involved in crime and constantly training, he was at least worthy of recognition.
"These are associates to Kayen, and by extension the Stargoons," Amara paused, assessing what exactly she should and would tell the man. He was more trustworthy than the normal rabble on Earth, for sure, but Derry was part of a different organization that had its claws in several areas. She wouldn't put it past him to form a conflict of interest with activities on the Stargoons itinerary. Ticoga seemed to be more of a typical sleazy underhanded silver-tongued Arcosian... which was fine. He wasn't liable to stick a dagger in their back considering the association the group had with Kayen. "I was offering them a short tour around Central City, though now that you're hear perhaps we'd like to switch this meeting to more of a stationary one... at a restaurant, perhaps?" Arcosians did eat - that was fact, though how much and if they liked anything was a mystery. She vaguely remembered a rumor that they liked crabs or something, so perhaps seafood?
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Post by Ticoga on Jan 17, 2021 11:54:24 GMT -6
Ticoga was about to reply, but Amara interjects again. Perhaps she didn't trust him yet - perhaps she felt he knew something that this individual didn't need to know. Or, also as likely, maybe she actually enjoyed discussion and couldn't help it. Neither prospect insults the Arcosian, so he simply waits until his turn to speak comes up.
Amara's suggestion that Ticoga in some way also represents the Stargoons does not escape his attention.
"Per your query, we have come to the Earth seeking the greatest thing this planet has to offer - particular things that no other planet in the galaxy can lay claim to... delectable recipes!" Ticoga grins. "Besides my business in the location and auction of planets, I am particularly fond of cooking - and I insist on gathering as many recipes as possible, for one can never know when a civilization will be annihilated and their recipes lost."
Ticoga turns to Amara, smiling.
"I rather like that plan. A chance to sample this planet's foods before selecting recipes would be quite useful." Ticoga agrees.
"Shall I return to the ship, sir?" Marma asks.
"Goodness, no - I would much prefer that you join us." Ticoga replies, looking puzzled by the question.
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Jan 17, 2021 16:03:50 GMT -6
"Kayen, eh? You mean Queen Kayen, the one just lounging about here?" It's hard to ignore the existence of a person like the queen of all saiyans, but it was also someone the gangster has yet to meet in person. It's not like he's in any rush, since her finding out the existence of the Dirty Snakes would likely stir up some unwanted attention, especially when they're preparing for their next job. "Can't say I've ever met her myself, but it's impossible to not know who she is. I gotta say, Amara, your buddy has certainly made some powerful friends. Well, anyone who's a friend of Amara is a friend o' mine." Of course, Derry wasn't completely aware of the relationship between the three individuals, but if someone as prestigious as Ticoga and Marma have arrived on Earth to discuss some matters with Amara, it's gotta be something big, and Derry just might want a piece for the Snakes. Besides, gaining the favor of the Stargoons at the same time will greatly reduce the risk of some goody two-shoes from trampling over the gang if the gang received support from the goons.
Amara then speaks of moving the conversation to a different place, perhaps a restaurant of some sort. Ticoga seemed to be pleased by the idea, stating that one of the reasons as to why he came in the first place was because he was seeking recopies for food. Well the arcosian seemed to be on board with the idea, but the android was a bit more hesitant. "Well, thankfully, ya got me here. I've been livin' here for 'bout six years now, so I know this place from the back o' my hand. Anythin' particular ya had in mind? We've got bars, barbeques, seafood, sushi, hell, we even got a noodle shop a little ways from here." Derry was completely open to going to any of the restaurants, especially since the Snakes have recently gained back control over Central after driving out the Renegades. He could just force the owners to feed them for free, but Derry thought that paying for the meals himself would get them to trust the gangster more rather than extort the employees.
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Post by Amara on Jan 18, 2021 8:47:42 GMT -6
"..." Amara's eyes scrunched up ever so slightly as if taken aback by Ticoga's declared reasoning for even coming to Earth in the first place. Slowly her head shook, the Saiyan huffing in amusement: "I suppose if food is what you're after you came to the right planet. Earth might be a cesspool in most areas - offense fully intended, Derry - but there a few things that give it charm. Food is one of them." Perhaps one of the only things she'd actually miss if the planet was destroyed or conquered. Humans were so good at practicing their hedonistic ways that no other species was capable of matching them in the kitchen from as far as she knew. Ticoga's companion, dark to her sensing but clear on the scouter, voiced a question which confused the Arcosian. "That might be because Androids don't typically eat. ...And sometimes can't." Unless Marma was just a very robotic-looking Alien species with that ability too. "Though whether or not they join us is up to you and them. I personally don't care seeing as their your companion, so a modicum of trust in that case can be given." There wouldn't be much for an Android to do during a meal, after all.
Amara blinked at the brashness of Derry's words, eyeing him carefully. "Don't let her hear you say that, pinky. Kayen could twist you inside out like a mall pretzel if she wanted with just her pinky finger still." Well she could too but that was besides the point. "Whatever the case may be, I'd prefer if we went now instead of standing in the midst of a park all day. ...We're somehow even starting to draw stares from the generally oblivious Earthlings." To be fair they were quite an odd bunch, especially strange to be standing out in the middle of the open like this. As for food though? "Dunno. Guess I kind of want a burger? Other than that I don't really have a preference for which particular restaurant we go to. Drinking isn't really my style on Earth given how most of your liquors go down like tap water to a Saiyan's metabolism like mine." Even their strongest shit was weaksauce on the typical scale of Rootjuice or Saibasoda. And it was also more expensive! Granted Amara pretty much had all the money she'd ever really want, but hey, its the thought that counts right?
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Post by Ticoga on Jan 19, 2021 23:51:14 GMT -6
Ticoga tilts his head slightly - he'd never thought of the people he'd interacted with as friends. He very much doubts they look at him in that way as well. Friendship was an alien aspect to him; having been a slave for decades left no room for such relationships.
To him, everyone just seemed cordial. Did they enjoy his presence? He has no idea on the matter. He was surprised to hear that Queen Kayen was somewhere on the planet too - he'd thought the Saiyan Queen would be more interested in returning to Vegeta to rest. Seems he underestimated her drive.
When Amara suggests something called 'burgers', Ticoga looks at her quizzically.
"I've not heard of burgers before. This world has so many different foods, it's unbelievable." Ticoga replies. "Anything is better than the ration bars my owner used to occasionally let his servants eat."
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Jan 20, 2021 12:43:36 GMT -6
Amara seemed to be a bit surprised at Ticoga's reasoning behind coming to Earth, but to Derry and seeing how so many visitors come here in the first place was for their food, it wasn't all too surprising. Amara also quickly insults the Earth and how it's pretty much a cesspool in most areas, to which Derry chuckles to himself and replies, "Heh, I can at least confirm that. When you've been trudging through the scum of the Earth, you're pretty much doomed to find only the worst we offer, but hey, food exists." Lastly, Amara was taken quite aback by Derry's comments on the saiyan queen, stating that she would absolutely destroy the gangster if she caught him saying that. "Well, sounds like a lovely person. Hopefully I get to meet her one day, but yeah, we should probably start thinking about potential ideas for where exactly we're going."
The yellow stargoon mentions grabbing some burgers in town while also slightly bragging about how weak Earth's liquor is to a saiyan. It makes sense given just how much these saiyans eat without gaining any pounds. Hell, their metabolism is ludicrous compared to that of the average human here. Ticoga also pipes up and states that he has absolutely no idea what a burger was, but thinks that they must be better that what he normally gets to eat. "Well, let me put it like this," Derry replies as he raises his pointer finger up, "take some perfectly cooked and juicy meat, slap on some fresh lettuce and tomatoes, throw in a few pickles, squirt some condiments on them, and top them off with freshly made buns, all right there in the palm of your hands. Ya probably don't know what I'm talking about, but you'll understand once we get there. As for where," Derry begins to rub his chin when thinking about where they should go. After pondering for a few moments, the gangster looks back to Ticoga and replies, "I got it. Baga's Bar and Grill is the place we're lookin' for. Here, I'll show you three where we're goin'." Derry then levitates off of the ground and begins to move towards the heart of Central City, where the grill is located at. He certainly hopes the two of them would enjoy a meal over there, but also hopes that he gets to learn about just what exactly they were talking about.
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