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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 22, 2018 16:12:09 GMT -5
The smell of sweat singed at the woman’s nares, a sullen atmosphere lingered around the multiple hallways that all looked the same. Today, she had snuck into Crusher Corp territory.
Not for anything malicious of course. . .
She walked down the hallways, idly trying to find her target. Her aim? To use one of their state of the art training rooms. It could only aid her in become stronger and in her most recent bid for power, she needed all the strength she could muster.
“Damn. How do you even read this?” The demon spoke looking at the map in a daze before turning it rightside up.
She actually didn’t look much like a demon at all. While on Earth or most planets she took on the appearance of one of their people. Her skin was sunkissed and her face less maleficent. All around the woman carried a much warmer tone in her hair and clothing. One might even say she seem approachable. That meant everything to a woman people normally ran from.
She hesitated, her eyes darting to an over-head sign that confirmed her hopes. The Crusher Corp offered many a resource to their allies---including but not limited to training facilities, food, and discounts on space fuel. She had just found the gymnasium area.
“Here we go.” The pink-haired woman mumbled to herself before walking through the automatic doors and into the monstrosity of a room. Her nose finally led her to the salty smelling reprieve of mostly overly muscled men and a few women. They all were here for the same purpose, of self-improvisation. Kuueru could admire the mortal’s and their determination.
However, what caught her attention the most was a small Lute. Not literally the Demon Clan member, but a Namekian of course!
Kuueru mustered the effort to avert her gaze, but kept marveling at his moral and diligence in all the exercises and training he did. Did Lute start off that way? What if all Namekians were trained to be such intense fighters from the start? There was a lot Kuueru didn’t yet know of the mortal realm, but she was eager to learn. Suddenly, she felt a flush over her cheeks. A grown woman gawking at a small child was uncalled for. She continued to waltz around the room, mindlessly using the machines for a while.
She had to turn them onto the upper scale of their weights and multipliers. She would look like a beast, but she assumed all mortals to contain the same potential as her Namekian comrade. Anyone in this room could one day obtain her power if they were diligent. She was 750 years, so she did have a bit of an advantage on the room.
Faller WC: 454
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Post by Faller on Aug 25, 2018 22:30:36 GMT -5
After his try out session with the Crusher Corps was complete, Faller took to the upper levels of the building to contemplate his situation, being on the roof whilst the sun hit his green skin through a window, being on a planet that is no closer to where he wants to be aggravates him. The fact he had to fight two people in a supposed try out was also annoying and a waste of his time he felt. "This planet is awful. It has nothing here. It wants to be Earth, but it isn't. There is no evil here. And how am I supposed to find my brother out here?" As the sun set, the Namekian folded his arms and closed his eyes. "Aree my brother, can you hear me? I seek your council." After a brief silence Aree's voice came to Faller. "Yes brother I can hear you. What do you wish to speak of?" "The training session is over, and we are no closer to getting to Bano. We were on New Saiya before those Crusher Corps attack dogs came for us. I think its time we ditch this Saiyan and find some new transportation. Where should we go?" "Well, I believe the best direction would be Earth. It was the last remnants of the last known Demon King. Given Bano's actions, he is attempting to become one of that exiled clan. Lets get moving.""Very well, lets... Huh?!" Faller sensed a new energy power heading in his direction. It was strong and very powerful. "What is it Faller?" "Something... Strong!! I've never felt a power this self contained and yet so horrifying at the same time!" Faller looked around and noticed one with pink hair and felt the power through the person. "There! That one! Can you feel it?" An audible gasp from Aree, he too felt the power "Porunga save us... That is the same kind of evil power I felt just before Bano struck me!" Faller clenched his fists and prepared to confront the pink haired being. "Faller wait! This may be our key to finding Bano! If this being has similar power to him, surely it can lead us to him if we see what it may have for us!" "Maybe. But I'll take care of this."Faller made his way towards the crowd and intercepted the pink haired being. The woman looked human, though such power is unheard of from Earth. Faller looked down at the woman. "Are you looking for someone?"WC 419 Queen Kuueru |
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 26, 2018 10:09:41 GMT -5
Kuueru worked with the complicated machinery. In the demon realm they didn’t have much for gyms to say the least. At least here she could blend in with the mortals and train her body to become stronger. She sat on a machine designed to work the legs, in a pressing motion she began to push a small amount of weight. Her brows furrowed, wondering why it wasn’t as hard as other’s made it look.
“Huh.” She examined the pictures on the machine that displayed how to make adjustments to the weights. She followed them, pushing the machine to it’s limit, however her legs still pumped with ease. Despite the humongous range of weight Crusher Corp’s machines could handle, it wasn’t breaking much of a sweat for the demoness.
She did a few rounds of the exercise before being interrupted by the Namekian from earlier. She narrowed her purple hues and looked towards him. Perhaps he could sense power levels? She never made much effort to suppress herself, and often found others sought her out due to that. It wouldn’t surprise her if that was his trigger into action.
“Looking for someone?” Kuueru mumbled the question back to herself before throwing a barely used towel over her shoulder. The demon raised a finger to scratch the nape of her neck.
“Are you looking for someone?” Perhaps Kuueru misunderstood his question.
“Tell me green man, why do you approach me?” Her brows furrowed as she twisted the questioning around on him. Her hands rested on her hips with some attitude. Kuueru sniffed the air, leaning in towards the Namekian before taking in a long whiff. He smelled like Lute, in more ways than one. Perhaps he had felt some of his lingering energy in her own aura.
Lute did in fact use some of his own energy when unlocking her full potential, perhaps that bit of demon clan magic lured the boy in. She always managed to run into Namekians, so perhaps it was something about her and less about Lute’s lingering aura. Thus her questioning, she was curious herself. Maybe the woman stared a bit too much at him and prompted his investigation.
Faller WC: 362//816
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Post by Faller on Aug 26, 2018 20:47:03 GMT -5
Faller snarled at the woman. He felt like the little lady was speaking too little to what she already knew. He felt like she was attempting to see if Faller was either cunning or intelligent enough to see through her power. The fact she smelled him also annoyed him "Don't try to play me for a fool woman. You and I both know you have a very dangerous power in you. I approach you because you look as though you do not belong here. Not as a being on this planet, let alone the quadrant." Faller crossed his arms and looked at the pink haired creature. He saw a brief glimpse of her eyes glow purple and he smirked.
"You look as if your bored out of your mind anyway lady. These weight machines are nothing compared to what you are capable of. I can see through your power." Faller saw through the woman's facade that she is more powerful than most of the people around them. He felt as though she could blow up the entire building with just a snap of her fingers. In a attempt to diffuse this from happening, Faller leveled himself to her.
"To answer your question yes I am looking for someone. Someone close to me. He was my kin, my brother. He is missing and I must find him before..." Faller halted himself. He did not want to tell this woman anything. He knew nothing about her. Who she is, or what she is. So she knew what she needed to know.
"So, I've told you what you wanted lady. So why don't you level with me... What are you?" Faller could feel something not right about this person. The fact she has pink hair stands out more than enough. But why is she even here to begin with? What is her goal being here? But more importantly, who does she work for? Are the thoughts trailing in Fallers mind as Aree lays quiet and dormant in Faller's mind, observing the conversation.
WC:339 TWC:758
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 26, 2018 21:18:44 GMT -5
The Namekian appeared to know more than she had anticipated. Kuueru chewed on her lip angrily, her hand reaching towards her towel once more. She wiped the single bead of sweat that emerged from her forehead before promptly returning the snarl he shot her. For such a youngling the boy seemed to be analytical to say the least, and the words that came from his mouth sounded like someone decades his senior. Kuueru motioned towards the door. The demon had no issues answering the green lad’s questions but preferred to do it away from the prying ears of the other gym-goers.
“Dangerous power?” Kuueru spoke, thinking the boy had followed her as she continued on.
“Why are you such a know it all huh? Haven’t you the manners to just accept things at face value?” She was clearly joking, but as they exited the gym she found a bench for two. She let herself rest upon the cold metal, her eyes soon seeking out Faller once more. A finger reached up and brushed a stray pink hair from her brow after his earlier comment.
“I am Kuueru, if you really want to know a demon.” She made a ‘scary’ face towards the boy, her wild eyes managing to attained a level beyond in creepiness. Though the woman was quick the playful type, she was here for a multitude of things. Recruiting power for The Leviathans to obtain their goals was her primary job.
“I escaped the demon realm, and now work with an associate Demon Clan ninja or something.” Her description of Lute was a bit crude, but not incorrect. The Namekian was fond of shuriken and stealth techniques. He was also into the demonic arts thanks to his affiliation with the Demon Clan.
“I didn’t particularly come here today to find someone else of significant power, if you call it that.” She jabbed at his power level, her purple eyes flickering with the intense red from earlier.
“But, I am always eager to increase the power of those who wish to obtain such. So tell me, your brother… where is he? Do you have a hinkling at all?”
It wasn’t that Kuueru was interested in the boy’s woes; but she was curious if she could scratch his back in exchange for her own needs. Having a pupil was great, but they could save your ass in a bad situation if need be. Besides, having someone to talk to other than Lord Polaris or Lute would be good for the demoness.
Faller WC: 421//1,237
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Post by Faller on Aug 26, 2018 22:53:37 GMT -5
"So she is as I feared..." Aree heard everything the Demon woman said, and was indeed a little relieved that Faller's gamble paid off. "Quiet brother, I have her." Faller lowered his arms and stood firm towards Kuuero. He was not intimidated by her comment about his low power level. Though he was somewhat intrigued by her offer. Still he felt that she deserved to be brought up to speed on his situation.
"Well my brother, Bano. I've been looking for him. I've been looking for him for 6 months now. I've been chasing after him with a Saiyan who is around here someplace, but our findings made us end up in this dump. I'm not here on some mission to become some space police. Quite frankly as far as I'm concerned the Crusher Corps can go to Hell for all I care. But my brother..."
Faller's voice went quiet and looked down at the floor as he relieved the returning memories of Aree's moments with Bano, and seeing them on New Saiya. "... Are you sure this is a wise course of action brother? After all, they are just speaking their minds. Words cannot hurt us Bano, we are strong Namekians." "Indeed we are Aree, and I think its time we show those monkeys how strong we really are." Faller saw through the eyes of Aree, seeing Bano. Smiling, like he used too. But even in memories, he could feel something was not right with him. He placed his hand on Aree's shoulder. Faller could feel it as if someone was touching him. "Bano please don't, we don't need a war with the Saiyans. I won't do us any good!" "Oh Aree. Always so diplomatic..." The memory faded slowly away as a blast can be heard and Aree screamed very very loudly, dying from what appeared to be the blast. Though it could not be seen.
Faller clenched his fist and growled in seeing the memory play in his mind. Witnessing the final moments of his brother's life through his own eyes bothers him. He couldn't fathom the idea that Bano may have been responsible, but he has yet to find proof otherwise. Faller then looked back at Kuueru still upset.
"My brothers were on New Saiya. They both were on a mission of peace and trade with the Saiyans for my people. Something happened on New Saiya that I cannot answer. All that I know is, one of my brothers, was fatally wounded by someone and was brought back to New Namek barely alive... I fused with him to keep him alive in some form. When I arrived at New Saiya, the Saiyan's my late brother saw claimed it was my other brother Bano to have caused a ruckus and... Slay our brother... In cold blood."
Faller put his hand on a machine getting more upset and angry, he is trying to keep his composure. He stared longly at the Demoness believing in something of himself.
"The Saiyans claimed he fled to the East. Which is why I agreed to be part of this Try Out session that took place here not too long ago. But he is not here, and I am lost. I need answers from him. I need to find if he is alive, or if he's dead. And..." Faller gulped his words, literally swallowing his self induced pride that he had to try to find Bano as is. If this creature from the Demon Realm is offering some form of assistance, even if it is through power, Faller will take it.
"If you can give me some sort of help, I'll be in your debt."
WC: 610 TWC: 1,368
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 27, 2018 9:16:58 GMT -5
The Namekian man seemed to be a little on edge, but his face wouldn’t reveal it too much. She read his body language, the very aura pooling off his form exasperated his feelings. She didn’t mean for her comment about his power to sound negative, more so that with nurturing it could become something unimaginable. Kuueru wanted to aid others in finding their own power as well as teaching them some of her own power.
Faller went on to explain more about his brother Bano. He explained his alliance with the Crusher Corp was only for the benefits they offered and less so an undying dream to be a hero. She nodded quietly, her fingers running over the metal bench she sat upon quietly. She allowed anyone to get their words in edgewise before spouting her own thoughts into a conversation.
Her gaze shot to the clenched fist of the green man, he seemed to be groveling with some internal emotion she couldn’t explain. She wasn’t much keen on Namekians or why they always ended up absorbing someone if they wanted to be a main character. She wouldn’t have had a clue the ability was even something their race could manage.
“I see, so they blamed him as a scapegoat. That’s unfortunately.” Kuueru muttered. She didn’t understand his pain nor did she want to. She just enjoyed taking up opportunities when they presented themselves.
There was clearly some anger boiling over within the man, but he still struggled to maintain his composure. She met his gaze with a sincere smile, the pearly white fangs flashing in the light. She stood back to her full height, which was tall compared to most female mortal races, but Faller still overshadowed her frame. The demoness nodded and waved a hand towards her new companion.
If she was going to help him, she only hoped he would help her back in some ways.
“I see, well—I’m not sure how much of a help I can be to you, but I can teach you most of everything I know. Perhaps some of it may aid you in your search for your brother. However---W-What exactly is your name green man?” Kuueru inquired. While the boy had went through his entire story, and she even grasped his brother’s name…he had failed to introduce himself to the demoness in return.
Faller WC: 394//1,631
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Post by Faller on Aug 29, 2018 22:37:34 GMT -5
Faller gasped at the fact he never said his name. He even took a step back to this. He is indeed annoyed at himself for this. Though he looked at the Demonness with a small frown. "My apologies. My name is Faller. I am a Warrior Namekian. Unlike the other types of Nameks who either run off and kill and practice rituals of the damned, or those who travel and be diplomats and non fighters, I fight. I choose to fight, for either my people or my kin. As is the way of things for us Warriors."
"What is it exactly you can teach me? What kind of prowess are you familiar with? And why would you give me this sort of power? I could sense your power all the way in the rafters. And I'm more of a... "Look at me and judge me first, ask about my true power later" type of fighter." Faller liked to keep his power within himself and hidden and not expose what his true power is if he can contain it. Though he knew at this point, he is no match for the Demoness but he would stand up to her if he deemed it so.
Faller could begin to see people looking around and/or talk about him speaking with the Demoness. Faller despised people eavesdropping on his personal matters. Faller began to snarl as he contained himself from not blasting the arrogant people. "And one more thing... Could we not talk about this in public where there are people to hear us?!" Faller spoke louder to ensure the people around could hear him and see them scuttle away like scared children. "Faller calm down, they meant us no harm." Aree said to Faller in mind, "Shut up Aree!" Faller spoke outloud to his brother.
WC: 303/TWC: 1,671
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 30, 2018 11:27:14 GMT -5
Kuueru looked towards the bald headed Namekian, he seemed to be lost in conversation with himself at times. The bits of conversation that hung half-answered in her world, was busily being had with his absorbed brother.
Of course, Kuueru didn’t know the nuances of Namekian absorption. She had assumed the dead that were absorbed were simply recycled for their power, not for sentimental purposes of always having a cognitive conversation partner.
“Faller huh, you don’t feel like much of a warrior yet at least.” There was a hate in his voice to those who chose other paths than the warrior. Perhaps it was a pride thing? She shrugged at the man, her finger waving towards his chest as she tried to think of a response. What could she teach the man that no one else could? What could she offer him to entice him into following her as an ally.
Better yet, why did she want the Namekian on her side?
“So you could sense me? I wasn’t sure if you couldn’t or were just dumb for approaching me.” Kuueru smiled, her eyes shifting to an intense crimson as she looked him dead in his own. What she could offer him was a taste, but enticing non the less.
Kuueru's attention was brought to the mass of eyes that seemed to be locked on them. “Guh, fine.”
Without his permission and hand reached forwards to rest upon his shoulder. In an instant they were transmitted to what appeared to be a spacecraft’s innards. Metal paneling surrounded them on all sides. She had taken them to Lute’s ship, but he was nowhere to be found. At least they could converse in peace, and once content she would drop him off wherever his heart was content.
“Also, why do you talk to yourself? It’s odd.” Her eyes narrowed “Aree is…inside…?” Kuueru leaned towards the man before turning on her heel. She found the stocked mini fridge in the room and pulled out a beer despite the early morning time they were just in. Here in space, it was always dark. There was always time for the sinful indulgences such as alcohol, sex or spending money that wasn’t her own.
She was a demon after all.
Greedily she popped the top of the can and began to drink it down hurriedly.
Faller WC: 388//2,019
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Post by Faller on Aug 30, 2018 15:50:07 GMT -5
Faller was about to turn around and look for a location for him and Kuueru to talk privately, but not two steps forward did he see that the entire room was gone and that he saw nothing but cold plated metal. He was shocked by this sudden turn as everyone that was around them were gone, as if they never existed. "Woah! What the- Where are we? What just happened to the room?! Everything is all... gone! What?" The Namekian was close to panicking but he watched the Demoness walk by him quite calmly and open a fridge door and returned to a pout face. He was not all fond of whatever game she was playing, but considering his options at this time, he really had no choice. When asked about Aree, Faller looked at his hands, remembering the orders of his father to fuse with his dying brother. "Yes. Aree is inside. Aree is my brother who was hurt fatally by either those Saiyans, or some other evil entity and left him for dead. Aree managed to make it back to New Namek before his last breaths, and my father ordered me to fuse with him... To keep his sons alive I assume. Still, I can never be Aree. He was a Dragon Clansmen. He could forge Dragon Balls, make magic, forge weapons. I am merely a Namek who fights. And I want to be the strongest possible."Faller looked around and leaned on a wall as if expecting something to happen. It wasn't his first trip being taken on a spacecraft, and the fact he was now on one again rather annoyed him. He did however at least feel rather warm in the company of the Pink Haired woman. Still he didn't let his guard off his mind in case she wanted to bring harm upon him. "So where did you bring us? I can't feel any other presence other than yours." The cruiousness of Faller was more or less the fact that Kuueru just made them teleport instantly to a place either on the planet or completely elsewhere in probably another world, or galaxy. And with no one else around them he wondered if something is going to happen to either him or the Demoness for coming out here. As far as his experience goes Demons have enemies everywhere and with everyone. Still, this one is different to him. WC:402/TWC:2,073 Queen Kuueru |
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 30, 2018 16:16:53 GMT -5
The emptiness of space was perfect for deep reflection, and one on one conversations. In this very ship, while traveling through space at millions of miles per hour, Lute had taught her how to unlock her full potential. However, she had been reluctant to use the power full force in a battle yet. She didn’t feel comfortable until she had finally mastered that side of her power.
“Easyyy, easy. We are on a ship. This is the main one I use for travel depending on if Lute is around or not.” She cleared her throat, uttering the missing Namekian’s name. Last she had checked he was off playing with witches and trying to find some planet for their asset. However, she had yet to hear from her leader in this wild world of mortals. The demon hissed and gulped down some more of the can.
“I see, sorry. I get lost in details sometimes, especially having two brothers. I---I’m sorry.” She repeated the apology, a look of disdain clear upon her visage. She never felt empathy for anything though, still, she would reflect it to get in closer with potential allies. Her plans weren’t solely selfishly motivated however. Kuueru had a deep yearning for connections with others, due to her severe lack of it beforehand.
“Your father...ordered you. Sounds like a fun family reunion.” Kuueru shrugged and took a seat on one of the bunk-style beds that managed to fit on the small ship. There was room enough to sleep four, though a person could stow away easily if need be.
“This ship right now, is on a flight point back to where we were. I was heading there by spacecraft, but it takes so blasted long when you can just teleport. But, that would be why you can’t sense anything. We are too far out, most of these planets aren’t even habitable.”
Kuueru spouted the same nonsense that Lute had as they floated by many planets just like these.
“I just saw how irritated you got by the prying eyes, don’t mind me. I’m not going to kill and eat you green dude.” Kuueru shot the Namekian a ‘thumbs up’ before polishing off the can and strategically throwing it across the room into a recycling bin.
“As for power, have you ever heard of a demon pact?” She chuckled. Most would shy away from such a contract, but she wondered how Faller would react, and better yet…everything that loomed within his bald nogging.
Faller WC: 415//2,434
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Post by Faller on Aug 30, 2018 16:43:29 GMT -5
"So basically we're in the middle of nowhere on a ship. I'm beginning to have second thoughts about this woman Faller..." Aree proclaimed in Faller's mind "Don't worry about it Aree, we'll be fine." Faller told this to Aree in his mind. Though he felt fine being in the emptiness of space. When the Demoness proclaimed to Faller that she won't kill and "eat" him, Faller let his arms down and breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Though he never thought she would eat him. Namek's aren't the most tasty kind of meal. Faller saw the can that Kuueru was drinking being thrown across the room and getting in the bin. "Not bad of a shot." Faller then approached the pink haired Demon wondering about whatever this pact she spoke of. "I've only read very few things about it when I was younger. Can't say I recall much of it, other than typical sayings of its evil and wanting to carve out your insides and chew on Namekian brains." Faller stared at Kuueru for about ten seconds in silence. Then: "It was a childrens book. And Namekian childrens books are really messed up. Why don't you give me the run down of what it *really* is. Besides I'm ten years old now, I have better things to do instead of reading books like that."WC:224/TWC: 2,297 Queen Kuueru
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Aug 30, 2018 17:56:11 GMT -5
She chuckled a bit at the man’s relief after she explained she meant no harm. No, unlike the simple minded lesser demons that plagued the demon realm, she had free will beyond killing. In fact, most of the higher powered demons, or the lords of the land were indeed freethinkers. She could be thankful that the shinjin side of her being kept her sane in a cloud of violent haze.
But she was free now, there was no need to linger on things of the past. Now, she was much more interested in what she could do for her own personal benefits. Companionship was a major, and Lute wasn’t the most talkative guy. Another was protection; having extra arms behind you in case of any trouble never hurt. Finally, most of all--she saw and eager mind. Faller seemed so eager to reach the next level of power, he was willing to make a deal with a demon.
Faller went on to express his knowledge on pacts with demons and the bonds created. Her ritual was similar to those, she offer the boy a portion of her power...and he do with it what he will besides bend to her. She would leave out the latter, or at least twist it into a positive.
“It’s easier to just show you everything.” Kuueru sat up in the bed as Faller walked over. She looked to him and shot him a worried glance.
“Warnin’, it’s not pretty.” In a flash the pink disappeared. Her body bad shifted to something, else. Something that would drive a stake of fear through anyone’s hearts. Brilliant crimson eyes locked onto Faller before she waved a clawed hand. Her stature and face almost seemed eerily similar to the pink-haired woman. But she was rather, scantily clad, and filled with much cooler tones, notably the cyan and purple locks of hair that now ran wildly down her back.
“So, I’m a demon. A demon pact is like a pact with the devil, except with a demon. In exchange for a bit of your soul, you are granted a portion of the grantee’s power. Now, I know soul sounds a bit intimidating, but---it’s not that bad.”
She paused, rubbing her chin as she tried to think of a way to phrase it to the Namekian. All the paths seemed to come to a foul sounding deal.
“It’s really for those who are desperate for power. The only catch, and the part of your ‘soul’ that you will lose if your will to defy me. Don’t worry, the contracts are all very formal and written out. So long as you read every detail it’s no big deal.”
Kuueru pushed herself from the bed and came to stare at the green man with a serious expression.
“However, if you have nothing to lose...why not?”
Faller WC: 473//2,907
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Post by Faller on Sept 2, 2018 19:52:09 GMT -5
Upon witnessing the Demoness's physical change and her entire facade had faded into something not of the living plane, Faller took a step back and was shocked to see her change entirely. What was presented in front of him was a complete change to how he first saw Kuueru. He also felt her full power. The power she had outside of her shell was very strong, but this was on a whole other level. He couldn't believe what he was seeing was real. Not to mention the aura changed which presented to Faller as though he couldn't even touch her if he dared.
"What.. Is this power? I've never felt this kind of power before!" Faller listened to the Demoness explain what a Demon Mark is. He was not too keen on an idea of giving up a piece of his soul, as he did not believe in such things, despite the remnants of his brother within his mind still lingering within his mind. Faller normally isn't too interested in power gaining. But within his mind, he wished to be the most powerful Namekian in this generation, and feeling the power from Kuureu was very tempting, to be as strong as her, if not more, was a bit too much to pass up.
"Faller! Wait! This is not a good idea!" Aree jumpped into Faller's mind and attempted to take control over his brother's body. "Ugh- Aree... What are you... Gah... " Faller tried to hold his brothers spirit out but could not control him and Aree's spirit took over Faller's body. Faller's Eyes turned pure white even shined to the Demonness. Faller now spoke in a new tone of voice "...N-No D-Demon... You cannot persuade us... To lustful... P-Power and gluttony! I will..." Faller took a step back and looked like he was preparing to charge a Ki attack. An orange ball in what looked like a Dragon Ball formed onto Faller's hand. Then suddenly Faller yelled out in anger and stopped himself from the attack. Faller fell onto one knee and looked up at Kuueru. "Ah... Ugh... Sorry about that... My... Brother he doesn't... Tch, never mind."
As the Namekian rose back to his feet he walked back up to Kuueru, looking to accept her offer. Faller didn't believe in what she said in losing his will to disobey her. He felt that he could still be his own person of free will and not be ones mind slave to anybody. And she was partially right that he had nothing to lose and in this instance, everything possible to gain. But, he still had a brother missing and wanted to know if he was still living.
"So then, how do we preform this pact? What are the formalities?"
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Sept 3, 2018 8:05:12 GMT -5
It seemed that her pyrotechnic show was a bit overkill, she quickly dismissed the flaming aura around her body and the temperature of the room seemed to dip nearly 20 degrees. A hearty chuckled played from her lips as she tried to put Faller back into a state of calm. She didn’t mean to make him shit his pants from the transformation, in fact, it was only a tad of dramatic flair.
Kuueru seemed a bit taken aback after her explanation to the boy. The pupils in his eyes seemed to fade and his babbling seemed inconsistent from his feelings seconds earlier. Perhaps this was the brother he claimed was inside. In her land though, they called those types the schizos.
In what was the most dramatic one-man acting show; Faller moved to prepare ki attacks, fall to his knees, and struggle with an unseen force within. She wondered what it would be like to have to war with another person sharing your body?
Either way, now Faller was back in control. He was the one who consented to the mark of course, not his brother despite it being his body as well. Kuueru walked past the Namekian and grabbed yet another cold one from the fridge. She popped the top and slurped down a good quarter of the can. It was odd, looking at a full blown---well, half demon in the flesh. At that, she was so casually drinking a cheap beer over talk of demon marks.
This woman was a bit of an oddball.
“It’s all really legal and professional. There is a physical contract, all in writing with unique terms if need be. Then you sign, with your blood of course. It wouldn’t be cliche without that part!”
Kuueru chuckled and took another gulp of the stale tasting liquid. Lute must have kept this in the fridge from the previous owner, that or he had guests at one point.
“After that, I can apply the mark. It’s not something I can do to someone unwilling, if you catch my drift. You have to wholeheartedly want it. I’m not sure your brother in there will interfere with that or not. It may not work at all if there is even a glimmer of doubt from him.”
Demon pacts and marks were exact sciences, but it wasn’t total evil either. Sure, there were spells of manipulation and mind control, but this was neither. She was simply funneling a bit of her power, perhaps even something insignificant to her would nearly double the Namekian’s strength.
“Once you wear my mark, you can call on the power stored within it at anytime, of course….I lose a bit in this exchange. But, I’m sure you will make it up to me, right?” Kuueru leaned in and winked at the taller Namekian.
“Either way, if it doesn’t work, no harm done! No love lost I suppose.”
Honestly, Kuueru was a bit worried. She pondered on if she could even perform the ritual of adhering the mark to the veridian man. Well, what was the worst that could happen if it went wrong? Right?...
Faller WC: 521 | 3,428
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Post by Faller on Sept 4, 2018 13:58:46 GMT -5
Faller was indeed a tad annoyed the Demoness walked by him, with the feeling of being inadequate in this stage. He wanted this power so she couldn't be so careless around him, everyone else for that matter too. The fact his power can't even come close to this one's is troubling but with this pact he seemed confident he will become far more powerful than without. "It figures you would need some of my blood. I couldn't imagine it being without it, with how much you associate it with a pact with a devil." The Namekian smirked at his own words, he doesn't believe in a god or devil. He believed all that he saw in front of him. The fact that Kuueru is a Demon still doesn't differ his beliefs. He firmly thinks that being a Shinjin is just one trying to be a above the most races in the universe. As far as Faller's concerned, even gods must die. "And you need not worry about my brother's disagreements with this. He may not like it, in fact he completely hates it, and you. But this is my body, and my choice. And wearing a demon mark matters not to me, as I can conceal it from view to others. Who knows though, this pact from you may silience my brother."Faller was aware that normally Namekians who fuse with others live within their body. However the Namek who fused into another's host eventually vanishes unless directly called upon over time. In truth however, Faller did not want to lose Aree. His brother was able to make him as powerful as he is now. He as also proved that he can provide Faller with information regarding fights. But with this Demon Pact, Aree's uses would be unnecessary for Faller would be far stronger then without the help of his kin. Another thing that Faller desired was still Bano. Should Bano still be alive, Faller wished to also fuse with him to become even more powerful. With both his brothers within him and claiming their power and strength for his own Faller would be almost unstoppable and indeed one of the most powerful Nameks in this Age. Combine that with this Demon Pact, what could Faller lose in this? "I can make it up to you to be sure. As I mentioned to you before, I will be in your debt should this pact complete. Call upon me and I will not let this power go to waste. Rest assured that."Faller raised his arm and grabbed one of his fingers. He pulled the finger as hard as he could before he tore off his index finger drawing a small pool of Namekian blood fall from his finger and where it once was. This was Faller's way of "signing" the pact to make it be sealed. "Now... Shall we begin with the signing?"WC:484/TWC3,240 Queen Kuueru |
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Sept 4, 2018 19:02:01 GMT -5
Kuueru could sense the apprehension as she walked past the Namekian for her next drink. Kuueru was someone who ensured she would enjoy her life, no matter how miniscule if sounded now. The demon wanted to become one of the strongest beings, perhaps even feared.
“Well, at least you know the drill,” Kuueru responded to the Namekian as she straightened up her stance.
“I mean, your brother will probably still interfere with me placing the mark, but I can’t be mad at him. I am a freaky demon after all.”
“Well, good to hear you could give to shits about your brother’s opinion as well?” the demon stumbled over the worths before leaning in to face Faller.
“Who cares? If it silences your brother, that’s on you, not me,” the demon responded coldly. Earnestly she didn’t care about the mortal in any way shape or form. What mattered was his power hungry behavior and how she would benefit Kuuru. The woman could only benefit from an ally in battle.
“Fine fine, seems you know of the consequences of this pact regardless,” the demon murmured as Faller hasted along the ritual by promptly pulling off his index finger. Kuueru stood there in awe.
“You’re dumb….”
In a blur a stack of paperwork appeared before the man. It enlisted the details she claims, nothing more nothing less. Only that the man must adhere to her commands. She didn’t intent to commands the boy much however. In contrast, she wanted his aid for other things.
Faller WC: 252 | 3,680
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Post by Faller on Sept 5, 2018 8:25:02 GMT -5
"Faller! Please stop this! You shouldn't go any further! Let me help you brother!!"Aree's plea's fell on deaf ears. Faller was fully committed to this plan. He was not concerned with whatever consequences that could befall him, he was ready to do whatever it took to become stronger. Even if that meant losing Aree. Faller saw the stack of papers and touched his finger as it dripped his blood onto the paper. He turned each page and tipped more blood onto the stack each time it required him to "sign". His index finger grew back on his hand and he kept this up until the very last paper. "There. Thats the last one."At this point, Faller did not read nor care what the papers listed or commanded from him. He only desired the power that this could give him. Ignoring Aree's worries and concerns for what could happen when he gives into the desires of power. Faller wholeheartedly believed that *HE* would own the mark that will befall him, and control it. Not the other way around. His naivety to this could prove to be his undoing. "So now that I've given you my "signature" on each of these, what happens now Demoness?"Faller stood staring at the little she-devil. Believing to himself that this won't make him lose his sanity or free will, even though Kuueru stated otherwise. To have powers of a demon combined with his own and Aree's would, in Faller's mind, make him nigh unstoppable. In truth though this sort of power was not his and not his to control. "Faller..." Aree's voice sounded scared, worried about what just happened "Faller I'm..." His voice now is becoming distant and sounds like it is starting to fade away. "FALler hELp...!" Aree's voice faded away to the point of cannot be heard no more "Aree? Brother...?" Faller stood confused as he could no longer hear his brother's voice. He turned to the Demonness hoping for a explanation WC:331/3,571 Queen Kuueru
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Post by Queen Kuueru on Sept 5, 2018 11:41:17 GMT -5
It seemed that despite the pleas from his internal brother, Faller was still dead set on completing the ritual. Kuueru didn’t expect an answer so soon, as it was a complex decision to make in one sitting. However, Faller was in front of her ripping off his finger just to sign the documents.
“Erm, I suppose that is… one way to do things,” remarked the demoness as Faller found the papers she had prepared in a magical second. He was so eager to get to signing, Kuueru didn’t even need to ask him.
Carefully, without seemingly reading the pages, Faller let his odd colored blood drip and wet every page that required his mark. Each time the blood hit the page, the entire piece of paper radiated a magical glow. She carefully stacked up the papers as he completed them, and once he was finished she snapped her fingers. The stack disappeared into thin air, somewhere safe for keeping if Kuueru needed to read it again.
“All right, if you are sure!” Kuueru gave the boy another chance despite him already signing the contract. Still, she hoped he wouldn’t second guess himself for her own sake.
“I need to place the mark now… somewhere on ya...”
Kuueru mumbled to herself while looking the man’s frame up and down. She had never done this before, and didn’t want to tarnish the man’s forehead with her initial. However, Faller seemed to be a bit troubled now. He stood there with a confused look plastered on his face. The demon leaned in to make sure he was still alive.
“It’s pretty painful…” Her hand rippled to life with azure flames. She looked towards the man, and then his stomach. She hastily pushed her palm against the man’s pink abdomen, the pain that he would endure would simply be worse than ripping a finger off. However, Faller may not have been prepared for the sudden shock, especially after losing his brother mentally.
The burning pain would radiate through Fallers skin, down to the bones, and then…nothing. No pain, but when one would look the ‘K’ was emblazoned on him now. She chuckled, wiping her brow from the transfer of power she managed to get into him. Hopefully he would use it well, and to her overall advantage.
Faller WC: 383 | 4,063
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Post by Faller on Sept 6, 2018 22:43:03 GMT -5
"Wha... What are you..."Faller then screamed as loud as he possibly could. The burning sensation that the Demoness was giving Faller something he had never felt before in his life. Nothing could've prepared him for it. He merely thought it was going to be a simple handshake or touch. Not this. The pain he felt like something was writing on him, etching something onto his skin. It was through his skin now and it was nothing but pain. Despite being in insufferable pain, he remained standing through it. He was however stumbling as the pain was ripping through into his bones and felt as if it was forming out to his green skin. As the Namek kept his cry loud, he realized that no one can hear him. For no one can hear you in space.  Then... Nothing. The pain suddenly stopped as the Demoness moved her hand away, there was nothing. Save for the actual burn mark onto his skin, the pain completely stopped and vanished. He then looked and observed the mark. 'K' was written onto him. That was the burning feel he had endured. 'K'. Kuueru. The Demoness. The pact holder. The one who caused this great pain... The one who Faller now given her his blood... His pain and tears... And brother. Faller looked down at this mark. "This... This is the mark of a Demon. The mark of you."Faller then felt something growing through his arms. It felt as though the power she claimed was true, he felt a type of energy going through his arms and body. Despite the tremendous pain he felt the power of the Demoness go through him as if the pact was a success. He clenched his fists and felt the strength. He turned to Kuueru again. "I... Don't know what to say. Thank you."WC:307/TWC:3,878 Queen Kuueru
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