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Post by Admin on May 12, 2020 15:22:59 GMT -6
BREAKING NEWS!!
"This is Bobby Hand grenade here reporting from Papaya Island!", a flamboyantly dressed man spoke into a microphone as he addressed the camera before him. Reports have been coming in from the surrounding area that two seemingly mechanical beings are rampaging around. South City has released a task force slate to de-", he would continue before a body flies past and a detonation occurs in the distance. Moments later the footage is cut to black and alarms blare across the Southern Region.
The report was last pinged near northern Papaya Island, but other locations are also calling for help.
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Post by Mollus on May 12, 2020 15:57:40 GMT -6
The hedges were shaped just like the frogs on Namek. Mollus had only visited his home once since his near-banishment, and it did not go very well. Still, he loved the animal, and if he could bring it to life in topiary, then he would! He spent a lot of his time tending to Lady Amelia's garden, and it brought him peace.
On his deathbed, his master had tasked him with caring for his widow, and Mollus honored that. It was simply part of his life debt. Lady Amelia was a strange woman, but the entire village enjoyed her presence. Besides, she had a magical garden.
It wasn't that magical, the magic was just strong enough to make clothing her oils were applied to resistant to tears and stains, but the villagers believed in her and her green servant. What kind of man would he be to dash their dreams?
He was clipping the topiary when he heard Amelia shriek from inside. Dashing to her aid, he found her on the ground, gawking at the television. The remote control was in her hand.
"Lady Amelia, is everything alright?" his worry was not reflected in his voice. In response, she responded by rewinding the television. Mollus saw the broadcast himself.
He had to do something, he thought! They were on Papaya Island but on the Southern end. He helped his master's widow up, but bid farewell. "I've got to do something!" he exclaimed, taking to the sky in the northern direction.
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Post by Alexander Hope on May 12, 2020 17:00:40 GMT -6
Frankly, of all things, there was something about Papaya Island that always wrestled away a worry or two. The scenic beaches, the eternal palm trees, the endless hypermarket at the center of the city, the martial arts arena; there was an abundance of sights to be seen. Alexander Hope, the leader of the Hope House, reaffirmed his palms upon a steering wheel as he delved further into the city. Within a vehicle of the terrestrial sort, mahogany leather seats and copious armrest space evidently was left to bear more than merely himself. Waves of palms flitted past the vehicle, the sea crawling alongside them. Sliding towards a stop sign, fanning the brakes with his foot, Alexander briefly glanced towards the back-end seating. A House Associate, alongside their Plus One, was undertaking this trip to the south. A particular Sam Aeil and Naomi - Biker Queen - Sodorus, to be exact. Passing the moment, a press upon the acceleration allowed the trio to continue with their day.
"Be sure to not get too much of anything sticky or slimy back there. This vehicle is still on House funds."
Without the formalities: this "family van" vehicle was still on Alexander's dime. However, the lulls of the day would cease in an instant! An eruption of explosives rattled the frame; sirens began to blare. The source of this predicament felt unfortunately nearby. The leader's facial features twisted into a grimace. There was still prime property value out here! It'd be such a waste to much everything up now, especially now! Slamming his right foot onto the brakes, forcing the automobile towards the bike lane, Alexander careened off the road. Violently asserting himself upon the edge of the sidewalk and dominating the bike lane, a palm outstretched itself to unbuckle the passenger at his immediate right. Glancing towards those at the back seat, Alexander exclaimed hastily.
"We're ditching this ride. Get whatever you've got on you, 'cause I'm packing this thing up!"
Clicking a particularly minuscule passenger out of their seat belt, Alexander peeked towards the origin of the detonation. It was just beyond the street corner. Other, miscellaneous civilians were fleeing from the site. Grasping at something oddly akin to a stuffed animal, the leader haphazardly catapulted the driver-side door wide open; lunging away from the wheel. No one diminishes his potential property gain, not in the southern island areas, especially! A wide, crooked grin creased his facial features. Someone's getting fucked up!
*distant screams about land*
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Post by Naomi - Biker Queen - on May 13, 2020 11:10:12 GMT -6
“I'M NOT GETTING ANYTHING FUCKIN' STICKY. BECAUSE SOMEBODY DIDN'T LET ME GET A FUCKIN' SODA” Naomi yelled, punching the seat in front of her, almost folding the small passenger in front of herself double as she glared at the driver.
Bulking up more as she started scraping against the ceiling with her eyes glowing in a deadly glow, with enough energy being emitted from her body that she was going to be capable of killing, to say the least.
Yet, it did come to some kind of a stop, as the woman would then simply snap her fingers. "I'm not sharing any of my chicken burgers, because if one of you fuckers touches my burgers, this snap will destroy part of the ci-" As she would sit there in silence, knowing full well she could not in fact perform such an act. Somewhat relieved she couldn't as well, nobody needed THAT kind of power after all
Her face went white as she felt droplets of sweat starting to run down her body, the vest she wore over a bikini along with a pair of shorts to make it easier to air her body to take in some of the ocean wind.
Who could have known that working with mechanics makes a duck tell you that apparently you have to air your pores!? She was an alien from beyond this planet! How the fuck was she supposed to know that metal dust and gold dust would get stuck in her body!?
She was working on a new project to help herself!
"Alright, alright. That shit only happened because I gave Sam a burger, I did not kill a single person and my attempts at wiping out half the fuckin universe didn't do shit so-" Before seeing Alexander raise the dial up to eleven as she would tear her way out of the doorway, removing the door with almost impossible precision as there was not even a single screw of permanent damage as she would raise it up a few times.
"Yeah, this isn't working as a shield..." Before placing it on the top of the vehicle, planning on repairing it later, preparing for what was going to happen, and following Alexander as she then realised the problem at hand.
"Right, baby seat 'cause I don't fuckin' trust your height." Naomi would say, clicking Sam free while lifting him out of the vehicle, making sure that he was safe and he wouldn't choke on his burger.
He was getting weaker and weaker with every passing day, and it was certainly at the fault of her own drive pushing him to his limits, right...
It was then that she stared at the reflection of the car, flexing for a moment as she was appreciating how she had been improving before realising... Was she really getting stronger this fast?
Her face turning into a frown as she would sigh loudly. "I sweart to god Sam, do not get in trouble, I've heard enough stories about how you overwork yourself, one small mistake and I will throw you into the fuckin' ocean outside of the city okay?" Before proving this by lifting up a nearby mailbox and throwing it across the landscape before it wouldn't even be heard anymore.
"Right?"
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Post by Sam Aeil on May 13, 2020 11:33:02 GMT -6
As Sam had never had junk food in his life before, he simply sat on the couch of the vehicle, looking at the burger that was forced in his hands as the sensation of words that came from the lady beside him became vague whispers into his ear.
His tender gaze and his tired, wrapped up body in a blanket was starting to twitch tenderly upon smelling the soft, crunchy flesh of the burger, squeezing the soft bun as it started to seep out a white, milk based sauce down onto the sides as he would bring his finger to the side, removing it tenderly before licking it up.
Watching the lettuce that was intertwined with the sauce, that was so beautifully mixed to a crime as he would gasp tenderly at the food…
He watched it slowly crackle and pop as he would bring the feast towards his mouth, the car being shook by an explosion as he would see the entire object drop from his hands.
Collapsing down to the ground as the distance went from a single moment of a splat into a long collapse, a collapse longer than dropping from the towers made in the cities of Earth.
Longer than collapsing down from the moon with a blade penetrated through your stomach as you are torn through the core.
It was longer than anything else he had experienced as he would reach out below himself, his eyes locking onto it with wires starting to be ejected out of his fingers, lashing and crashing into the burger as he brought his hands down further while catching it just in time with a single droplet of sauce starting to leave the vehicle of deliciousness.
His eyes widening upon realizing it before his teeth sunk into the pillowy sensation of the bread, the light crunch of the chicken burger itself along with the fresh bite of the cabbage that was enhanced with the sauce.
It made him slowly collapse into a dream-like state as he would enjoy it before starting to collapse emotionally.
Tears started to drop down his face as he once tried to order a burger with Alexander while not being permitted to eat it at all due to their attack, instead forced to work for extensive hours repeatedly and almost endlessly as he survived on cup noodles.
Every single bite of the delicious crunch started to overwhelm him before another burger was forced into his mouth as he would diligently work them away, his tears continuously flowing as his body was grabbed out of the vehicle, being spoken too by Naomi as he would start publicly crying and embracing her.
Obviously giving the wrong message as the boy would then tenderly whisper to Naomi, loud enough for Alexander to hear about how the burger was beyond delicious.
“I… I am sorry for crying like a small child Naomi… But… I spilled the delicious burger sauce onto the car bottom…” As he would try to wipe away his tears.
Trying to seem like a large, strong man but instead just crying more as he was overwhelmed by the flavours that assaulted this burger, having often said to people to make delicious meals and to have family meals.
He never once had a delicious meal himself beside when his family tried to cook… shoddy meals that were burned most of the time.
Yet, in the eyes of others, he would have been shown to be a tired, exhausted lad who has been feeling horrid about staining the expensive looking car, clutching to his friend and even starting to cry.
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Post by Sickle Ize on May 13, 2020 17:22:03 GMT -6
It hadn't been far too long since his arrival. That was for sure.
Sickle was still gathering his bearings from this planet as he actively struggled with his memory and physical form. He felt small and insignificant as he struggled to escape from his imposing, little figure. He could just feel his original strength, his height as he towered over others, yet lacked the memory to care as much.
However, what he found himself doing now was instinctual rather than on his own accord. Having seen the broadcast from the Papaya Islands and the carnage that seemed to be going down, his brain told him nothing but to actively go to the location and attempt to help however he could.
He had recently moved from his assistance in the Northernmost parts of the planet to their southern hemisphere, living alone in the woods where people would stop gawking at him for this rather different appearance, one he was heavily self-conscious of. Upon hearing of the events going down, it did not take him very long to book passage to the papaya islands with a small helicopter crew who were going there to investigate, their entire team consisting of two pilots, cameramen, and a recording device system, they allowed Sickle aboard to come with them to see exactly what was going on, and to maybe allow him to help them as they go.
It wouldn't have taken a long time for them to get to the scene, landing near where the broadcast had been shot and dropping the lizard-man off as he could try and put his best effort into figuring out exactly what the hell was going on.
"I-Is anyone there?" Sikcle would ask aloud as he would wander through the remote area. "I'm here to help. My name is Sickle, if anyone is nearby, please call out to me."
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Post by Silica on May 14, 2020 9:23:28 GMT -6
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It was about time that Silica got out of East City and her hovel for a time, the slightly chilled air of the eastern most city really wore down on a person over time and she wanted something more tropical! She had managed to... borrow enough money for a ticket to South City a week before and had spent the last few days in the city exploring. Her trip today brought her to the small martial arts island off the coast named Papaya.
She had read somewhere that they occasionally hold a tournament here for fighters, that sounded like it could be fun to watch one day, but they had the grounds fenced off for the time, apparently someone recently left a crater in the middle of the stage without much cause and repairs were being made on it... it was a peculiar circumstance to say the least.
It was in that moment though that she heard the announcement and a siren began to scream across the island. A series of explosions to her west were all that were needed for her to take cover. She sat there a moment, hesitant to move in, but knew it may be for the best to see what was going on. Her steps were shaky, but she moved towards the origin point, her eyes trained on the pillar of smoke that rose into the air.
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Post by Admin on May 14, 2020 9:40:25 GMT -6
Mayhem Continues
The smoke cleared around the centre of Papaya Island as the point of impact settled unto itself some, mechanical groans echoed as if from the shifting limbs of a gargantuan automaton, the sound reverberating through the now empty streets, only the brave few approaching from all sides. From the rubble rose a small figure, no more than three feet in height and rather stout, it moved rather fluid, but the motions were still clearly inhumans. "Hi! I'm Wendel, have you seen my puppy?", a nasally voice rose from the being, revealed slowly to be a... child as the smoke finally removed itself? He stood in white overalls with a yellow and red striped shirt and a blue ball cap. His attention immediately turned to the approaching hope crowd, the volume of their voices alerting him to their location. Meanwhile some ways from the more populated part of the island another being would intercept Mollus. It was large in bulk, with muscles rippling and yellow eyes that penetrated even the greatest resolves. "Target assessed, species Namekian. Average battle power for one of this type., a feminine and yet robotic voice rang, chiming before fading as quickly as it came. The mechanized man, wearing a black jacked and a green bandanna that tried to hide his crimson, slick back hair. "Have you seen a Frost Demon around these here parts? I'm spose'd to bring 'im in alive.", he spoke to Mollus, a clear vernacular present in his voice. As Sickle would attempt to make his way to the scene he would be pounced at from behind, a weight comparable to a two tonne truck trampling him with heavy, excited pants. "Engaging subroutine, PLAY!!", a shirring voice whistles down at the Frost Demon, a large dog panting heavy over him rather excitedly.
tl;dr Sam Aeil , Alexander Hope , and Naomi - Biker Queen - have met Wendel, he wants to find his dog. Mollus has come across a large man looking for a Frost Seijin. Sickle Ize found... a dog?
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Post by Mollus on May 14, 2020 10:18:10 GMT -6
Mollus sliced through the sky, headed North. His Peru brown silk jacket flapped in the wind, creating a fluttering sound. A whip was coiled at his side, jiggling on his belt. Ultimately, it wasn't going anywhere, but you couldn't tell it that.
It wasn't long until a strange man became visible from afar. Quickly, they were close enough to speak. Mollus looked him over while a female voice spoke. It certainly did not sound like a human woman. The man was muscular as all fuck and definitely looked intimidating. However, that wouldn't make Mollus cower. He was strong in spirit.
The man asked him about a Frost-seijin. "No, I have not," he said, before continuing. "May I inquire as to why you ask, though? I had no idea that there were Frost-seijin on this planet,"
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Post by Alexander Hope on May 14, 2020 16:17:14 GMT -6
There was a reason that Alexander never typically permitted anyone to eat in a vehicle. There was also the inquiry of why SOMEONE was previously clawing at the roof like a damnable animal! In fact, tearing the damn door off wasn't allowed either!! Sam spilled burger sauce in the van?! AUGH! ...Nonetheless, thoughts of murder and wringing a pair of necks were inappropriate for the situation. That is, it was likely enough they should be. Mentally shaking himself out of a fit of murderous intent, a hand slipped into his overcoat. As both of Alexander's comrades exited the automobile, the click of a capsule as audible. Slinging the device beyond him with an horizontal, underhanded toss, the House transport vanished in a puff of smoke! Diving and outstretching his palm, the Father grasped it posthaste, without delay. Returning to his precursory position, adjusting himself properly, Alexander's vision shifted strangely. Beneath the ol' patch of the eye, alongside his "mind's eye" -- or whatever junk that was -- an upsurge of life energy flared from every direction. At least with all that, Alexander didn't need to shut out his vision to see it all. To the west (or so) of the city, a familiar flame of willpower was plainly visible: that a Miss Silica Dyer, yes? Around some other direction, distant from the House grouping, was seemingly another boastful flame. Wasn't familiar, albeit certainly able. Elsewhere, yet another. Damn, that shit was green; also, even more able than the last outlier. Despite the gaps among the sea of flickering sparks, that was the lot for now. "Three outliers. If either of you could pull yourselves together for a moment: Miss Dyer -- given name Silica -- is 'round that way."Alexander, in a moderate haste, waggled an index finger in the general direction of the relatively acquaintanced youth. "Another way above, around there. Probably a Namekian, out here for whatever reason."Another jab at the air, now via the leader's left thumb. Alexander vaguely trailed Mollus's distant encountering as he spoke. Continuing, the final gathering of particulars concluded this caper. Yet, there was something strange about that other fella. Their will was... layered? Haphazardly glancing to and fro, left and right, Alexander broke into a sprint! Spanning the width of the street in an instant, the thought process of approaching for a greater inspection was for naught. It hardly mattered, for the will of that stranger remained as it was. Peculiar, nonetheless. Dismissing his supernatural nonsense, Alexander directed himself towards the passenger he evacuated. Within his grasp: a penguin. Dangling by the flipper, its unblinking eyes stared into oblivion. At its free appendage, however, there was a gun. Perpetually parallel to the earth beneath it, the titular penguin known as Empy... did nothing. It remained dangling. Abruptly tossing the avian skyward, in such a way that spun him, at that, it was less than a moment that Empy appeared atop Alexander's right shoulder.
"If you need any guns, ring me up! Tough shit if you need bullets, though. Now get going!"Amidst the evident evacuation of the locals, a gesture for both Naomi -- and therefore Sam -- to follow was called, swooping his left arm beyond, around, and just barely above his shoulder. Alexander, once having done so, again shot off in a sprint towards the scene! Several buildings flitted past him in a flash! Yet, little time was wasted; a minuscule child was spotted along the way! Loosening himself to a stop, as minimal distance was traveled, Alexander immediately took note of the rubble the lil' dingus stood in. The hell's with him? The lad introduced himself as Wendel; he was searching for his pup. How quaint, if not for the conspicuous chaos that preceded him. Alexander squinted somewhat. "...Wanna go see what caused an explosion? ...Before I help you go look, that is?"The Father of the Hope House prodded the air in an approximate direction. Typically, attention spans were limited for children; hopefully a potential for explosions would keep him out of any additional danger. Better off with Alexander, Naomi, and Sam than anyone else at the moment. Despite of when and where this Wendel originated from; Alexander could always utilize new recruits.
Sickle looks a bit weird, is anyone else seeing that? Anyway, Alexander meets Wendel! Naomi - Biker Queen - , you're up!
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Post by Naomi - Biker Queen - on May 15, 2020 12:47:18 GMT -6
Looking over to Sam, Naomi would slowly place her palm onto his head, noticing that he was starting to burst into tears. And that she needed a quick solution. Yet at the same time, as she would have her sight shift down onto his body, she just took a few tiles from the ground before compressing them into a small figure to have him enjoy it, the muscles that she was using starting to ripple through the large swimsuit bikini that was covering herself greatly before a snap was heard.... Hopefully silencing Sam as she would ask him secretly for some assistance, shuffling off to behind a pile of debris with him, using his wires for an extra pair of bandages. Which when supplied she would snap underneath her clothes with relative ease before then uttering a soft swear regarding the fact that this was all happening at once. Looking at the boss that was starting to dash away into the distance as she would take a deep breath, having her eyes lock onto the nearby area before then gritting her teeth, bursting out in a loud reaction.
"OOOOI! UH... I GUESS SICKLE'S YOUR NAME. YOU LOOK HUGE, HAVE YOU BEEN WORKING OUT!?" She yelled, trying to get the confused amnesiac's attention with a compliment. "IT'S ME, THE ONE WHO HELPED YOU OUT OF YOUR SHIP! REMEMBER? GET OVER HERE, WE CAN WORK TOGETHER!"Yet as this answer was shouted, her outfit nearly tearing completely from the amount of force she was emitting from her vocal cords and diaphragm to draw his attention, she would soon repair them with a bit of assistance from her little friend. Having him hold open a bag as she took out a pair of jeans, slowly stepping into them as she kept an eye out on what was happening before moving her arms up, slipping a turtleneck on that snapped contently and snugly against her flesh, taking a soft breath. Feeling much more... Safe within these clothes as she would test the strength of her body for a split second before grabbing the boy that had been crying, hoping that she had some other way to help him in the future as she would embrace him while flying through the air. As she soon landed in front of Alexander, putting some distance between the kid and himself as she would then put down her other kid, giving him a tender pat as she would flush at the attempt that she would nearly pull off. Holding her own hand back tenderly as she would straighten her own body out and nod a few times in a pained motion as she was biting her own bottom lip a little too hard at the accident she almost did. With a flushed face, she would turn around frozen for a whole second before steam would escape her ears, as she would bend over in front of the kid that was asking about the dog. "Hey, kid, do not worry! I have this fuckin' sick flying vehicle that can totally help you spot your pet! Why don't you come to climb on my bike?" as she would manifest her new beauty. Sliding a flattened cartridge out of her belt buckle, emblazoned with a skull marked with stars for eyes. Soon pressing a button on the top, causing the eyes to flash with purple stars, like a shining nebula. With a gruff voice sounding from a speaker within. "COSMOS" The capsule being tossed in the air, and unfolding itself, soon revealing a vicious, seventeen exhaust, dragon heart engine powered with multiple decorations strapped to it to make it look more and more metal as they would simply vibrate with an intimidating clank at the start to express pure masculinity. As she would nod proudly at the motorcycle she summoned from her knock-off variant of a capsule. Taking out a pink pair of keys with a small dangling set of dice from it that were fuzzy with a small man in an armoured outfit that shouted a little line of justice when pressed by another person, even doing a little pose that involved their over-designed belts that she shuddered at the price she had to fork over for some of them... Making certain that the front of the vehicle that she was mounting at this moment had a little basket with a seat belt for the kid prepared, she would keep enough space for Sam to sit in front of her for safety. Her mouth still in an awkward smile as she almost called him a... Very bad thing as she would then turn to Alexander with a smug look. "No idea why you needed to dash forwards in such a long jump, couldn't you take it easier buddy?" As she would take out a small bill, knowing that she could easily just put him in his place. He couldn't shout at her with a child nearby as she then spoke with a smug expression. "You see, ma'am...~" She spoke to Alexander, grinning with a radiance of smug, making sure to drag out the latter half of her insult. "We at Rusty's Crap Shack offer full-priced repairs for people who manage to have their doors removed, if you need to call our help, simply call out while I am going to help this child find his dog.""So, Wendel. Right? D'you know any features of this dog of yours?" she would ask with a confident grin. Knowing that she would take the statement she buried into her grave.
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