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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2019 22:07:58 GMT -5
The Moon. Some 500 Years Ago...Three figures stood atop the barren surface of the moon. Nothing for miles but endless grey rock and pot marked craters. It was a prison worse than death, worst than Hell. At least in hell you were tortured by devils. Here though, here there was nothing. Nothing but bleak and barren emptiness in all directions. They knew, they'd walked the entirety of the moon's surface. There wasn't even any cheese to make up for it, despite the stories and nursery rhymes the moon was made entirely of bland tasteless rocks. The damned Monkey Boy, Goku, had foiled the Rabbit Mob's schemes to get rich back on Earth. As penance for their crime's he'd imprisoned them on the moon with his magic staff, the Power Pole. In the process, forcing them to make treats for children around the world. It was a cruel fate, one only a really stupid child could have imagined for them. And so, Monster Rabbit and his Rabbit Mob toiled on the Moon for months upon months working on their thankless task. They survived on nothing but carrots and carrot juice, willed into existence by Monster Rabbit's particular breed of magic. Even the giant rabbit himself soon grew sick of his favorite food, adding further insult to injury. How the three survived the moon's harsh conditions is anyones' guess. Did the Moon have a breathable atmosphere? Did Monster Carrot's magic subconsciously protect them from the rigors of space? Did Kami down below take pity on the three mortals cruelly imprisoned on the moon by an overly excitable child? No one knows, and ultimately it matters not. Because the Rabbit Mob was about to die. Monster Carrot had decided enough was enough. No more making rice cakes, no more surviving on carrot juice. No more seeing if they could get their pee to escape the Moon's gravity as their only means of entertainment! Vengeance burned in the marshmallow and chocolate heart of the giant magic rabbit. He spent the last week hatching a scheme, a way to get revenge on the Monkey Boy and his friends for imprisoning him. Naturally, the Rabbit Mob had tried everything under the sun to escape the moon back to Earth. They tried building a catapult, only to discover the moon had no wood... except their tools of course. Then they tried carving a catapult out of rocks. Results were underwhelming, and painful too! Monster Rabbit tried using his strange magic to conjure anything that wasn't a damned carrot. But alas, he could not. And the three men remained trapped on their cheese-less prison, seemingly for all eternity. So if Monster Carrot couldn't find a way back to Earth, he'd do the next best thing. Make someone who could! His ingenious plan began to unfold, the first step was producing an egg that would be his heir. Unfortunately for the magic rabbit, he couldn't simply spit up an egg like the Demon King Piccolo could. Producing his egg required a long trip to the restroom crater, extreme privacy, and quite a bit of groaning. One agonizing struggle later and Monster Carrot Jr. was born! Technically! His proud father held his slightly slimy egg up for his minions to behold, laughing to himself even though sound shouldn't travel through space. The egg itself was about as large as a cantaloupe, oval shaped, and for some odd reason had colorful bands and stripes along most of its length. Despite silly appearances, it radiated Carrot Sr.'s strange magic to the touch, clear proof of his offspring's future power. "Behold men! My greatest creation!" The big rabbit exclaimed proudly, his ears perked straight up and a wide smile on his face. "Its an egg, Boss?" His dark skinned soldier of vengeance inquired with a puzzled look. "Is the magic egg gonna fly us home?" His lankier companion inquired, reaching up to try and grab the egg to inspect up close. "Of course it's an egg you morons!" Monster Carrot angrily replied, snatching his creation away from his minion's grubby mitts. "It's not flying us anywhere. We can't get off this stupid rock. But that's not going to stop me from getting my revenge!"The magic mafioso looked down at his egg with a sinister gaze, patting it lovingly as he envisioned the destruction it would wrought. His son would surely be a hundred foot tall giant rabbit monster, that could breath fire and shoot lasers from his eyes. Or maybe a demon rabbit, with terrible black magic and a flaming sword that could cut through anything. Or a giant demon rabbit monster with a flaming laser sword he shot from his eyes! Wouldn't that be cool!? "We may never get off this hellhole, but my son will. And he'll get revenge for us. I swear it, or my name ain't Monster Carrot!" The giant talking rabbit exclaimed, placing his egg in a goody basket along with the last batch of rice cakes he or his men were going to make ever again for those spoiled brats on earth. A wide grin still plastered on his face, Monster Carrot placed the basket lovingly in the firing arm of their failed stone catapult. It didn't have the power to send the three of them back to Earth, but for the egg it'd be no problem. "Now get over here and help me fire this crazy contraption!" Carrot barked to his men as he began pushing the catapult into position. "Right away boss!" His two oafish mooks replied, running up to help their leader. After a few minutes of fumbling with the controls, the catapult was ready. "Give 'em Hell for me Carrot Jr!" Monster Carrot declared as he released the firing lever and the catapult sent his gift basket of doom hurtling into the air. He and his men watched with eager anticipation as it soared high into the sky. They held their breath, expecting it to slowly descend back to the moon, but to their amazement it continued soaring on towards the earth. The gift basket, rice cakes, egg, and all would soon be entering Earth' atmosphere as a burning meteor of carrot themed vengeance. How it did not burn up on reentry? No one knows! Clearly, Monster Carrot was one heck of a basket weaver. "It's done..." Carrot Sr. declared triumphantly, the sun reflecting in his shades. "So what now boss?" One of his goons asked innocently, expecting a lump on the skull in reply. "We wait." Monster Carrot said simply, slumping down to sit on a rock. "My son will hatch, grow to be a mighty warrior, and kill the Monkey Boy. Once that's done he'll surely take over the Earth, and remembering his dear Papa he'll find a way to bring us home.""Wow that's a pretty good plan boss." His lankier goon replied. "I know it is, that's why I am the boss, nitwit." Carrot said curtly, folding his arms. Little did Monster Carrot know, far away events were unfolding far beyond his control. The World 21st Martial Arts Tournament was well under way, and Goku was rampaging about the stadium as a Great Ape! Master Roshi, in a desperate bid to stop the beast's rampage once and for all, fired his MAX! Power Kamehameha Wave at the Moon. Intent to destroy it, and prevent the destructive transformation in his student, the Turtle Hermit's mighty energy blast rocketed towards the heavens in a brilliant blue beam of energy. "Wow." The darker skinned Rabbit Mobster replied. "Boss your plan sure is working fast, look they're already sending us a rocket ship!" He eagerly pointed to a bright white flash of light soaring towards them. "Hehay look at that! I should never have doubted you boss." Said his companion, slapping his knee at how foolproof their plan had been. Monster Carrot stood up, something didn't feel right. He took up, looking at the blinding flash as it drew ever closer. "I'm good boys, but I'm not that good." He exclaimed, adjusting his sunglasses as he peered at the bright blue light. "WAIT A SECOND!" Monster Carrot screamed at the top of his lungs. "THAT AIN'T NO ROCKET SHIP!" He had just enough time to shout his final words, throwing up his arms in panic as terror washed over him. His slow witted companions barely processed the sentence, before the Kamehameha smashed into the Moon and destroyed it in a massive explosion that lit up the night's sky. And just like that, the terror of Monster Carrot was gone for good. Mostly...
Unbeknownst to anyone but the reader, Carrot Jr.'s egg continued to hurtle unblemished towards the Earth. It crash landed in a small forest outside Orange City, future home of Earth's Greatest Hero, Mr. Satan Hercule himself. The gift basket was found by a small child out for a hike with his siblings, and the children quickly devoured the basket's collection of snacks without so much as a second thought. The egg however, proved durable. More durable than the rocks they pelted it with or the logs they tried smashing it on. Deciding, correctly, that it was clearly magical they took the egg back home with them to show their parents. As expected, the children's mother thought the egg was the result of an arts and crafts project, and an overactive imagination. She thanked her children for the gift, took the egg, and stored it away in a dark corner of their attic. Where it remained forgotten for five hundred years! Now in the present day, Carrot Jr.'s magic egg was accidentally discovered by a small child exploring his grandmother's attic with his best friend. They found the funny colored egg in a chest of their great-great-many more great's-Grandfather's things. Thinking it the coolest thing since sliced bread, they rushed downstairs to show it to their parents. However, children are clumsy, especially when excited. And as expected the young boy tripped over his own feet when he entered the kitchen, sending the egg flying through the air. It landed, rather conveniently no less, in a large punch bowl filled with carrot juice. The result of some strange vegetarian health diet the boy's mother and her book club were part of, the carrot juice in the bowl was conveniently the perfect thing to awaken the long dormant rabbit magic within Carrot Jr.'s egg. The egg cracked open, small fluffy white fists punching through the colorful shell as it burst around it. The boys shook with fear, their mother shrieked, and soon the head of the terrible monster emerged. Fluffy, white, and for some reason already wearing a large pair of black sunglasses, Monster Carrot Junior was finally born! The rabbit creature kicked his feet out the bottom of his egg, wearing it like a colorful suit of armor around his torso, and hopped down from the table. Despite attempts to catch him, Carrot Jr. bounded off out the door and into the family's garden. There he grabbed a quick armful of carrots and fled off into the woods, never to be seen again. Because Carrot Jr. is a very cunning rabbit. Imbued with his father's memories, the magic rabbit knew well of his dark purpose. He spent the next few weeks in secrecy, living in the woods and sneaking into the city in the dead of night to steal as many carrots or carrot based products as he could manage. He grew quickly, empowered by Beta-carotene found in his preferred food source. During the day he trained in the woods, wearing stolen clothing in the eccentric style of his father and honing both his martial arts and his carrot magics. Junior would not make the same mistakes his father had. He'd hone his body and his mind, becoming the warrior his father had never been. Mastering carrot magics his father could only dream of. Turning pesky hikers into carrots to keep his secret safe!
 Eventually, Carrot Junior was ready. He wasted no time in beginning his father's grand scheme of vengeance. Carrot Jr.'s memories were a bit hazy, having been passed down through an egg his father passed, but he distinctly remembered his father having a vast army of powerful and loyal soldiers. Junior would need his own, to be his eyes and ears and to aid him in battle. He blended in with Earthling society, collecting information about Satan City and its seedy criminal underbelly. Eventually he came into contact with a man named Bills Capone, the most notorious crime boss in all Satan City. The man was a ruthless mobster with an attitude that more than made up for his short stature. Bills had been weary of his 'Carrot Jr.' and initially threatened to gun him down for wasting his time with his fanciful claims. When Carrot proceeded to turn two of his armed thugs into carrots and swiftly devour them, Capone quickly changed his tune. Pledging allegiance to his magic overlord, Bills Capone was promised zeni, women, and power beyond his dreams in exchange for his services. In turn, Bills offered Carrot Jr. his full cooperation, and the use of his vast crime syndicate to aid in his nefarious goals. Carrot Junior now found himself in possession of a well armed, well funded, highly coordinated legion of thugs and goons he lovingly dubbed the Rabbit Militia. The RM as they called themselves, were more than happy to have a magical carrot man backing them up. Though they were less than thrilled with his demands they wear bunny ear headbands at all times. The forces of Carrot Junior thus wasted no time in commencing the next phase of his master plan. In a brilliant move unseen before, the Rabbit Militia took Satan City by storm. Communication lines were cut, signals jammed, and military armories were raided with overwhelming force. Any Earth military vehicles were quickly commandeered, and turn upon the Satan City police forces. The police fought bravely, but lacking Bills Capone's illegal alien armaments, or the looted weaponry of the military, were powerless against the might of the Rabbit Militia. Carrot Jr. and his new right hand man made their way for the Mayor's office, taking city hall by storm and holding the mayor himself at magical gunpoint. Forced against his will to hand over the very literal key to the city, the Mayor was imprisoned and Monster Carrot Junior crowned his fledgling empire Carrot Kingdom. And naturally himself, King Rabbit. Bills Capone was in turn christened 'High Major Commodore of the First Legion Third Multiplication Double Admiral Artillery Vanguard Company,' a title of his own creation.
Enter our heroes...Rabbit Militiamen patrol the streets of Satan City in armed squads, looting and stealing as they see fit. Citizens are barricading their homes, grabbing whatever weapons they can find to try and protect themselves from the 'King's' criminal army. Thugs, vandals, and hoodlums are recruited en masse, swelling the ranks of the King Rabbit's personal army even further. It is a dark day for Satan City, and many look to the stature of Earth's great hero Hercule Satan for guidance. They hope a similar, mustached warrior with an afro will emerge to slay the monster and liberate their fair city. Across the city though, a resistance movement quickly emerges. Police Chief Furry, along with elements of both the Satan City Police, Earth Royal Military, and even Imperial Patrol caught within the city before the communication's blackout go underground. Literally, setting up a command center in the old underground subway station, using the trains as their only quick means of moving around the city. They send scouts and rangers to do what they can to protect the innocent, while looking for any able bodied men and women to assist in their efforts to liberate their home. The chief himself issues a broadcast, using what's left of the city's public access television stations to send a desperate message to any who are listening. The communication was broadcast across the entire city, in every television and on every radio that could still pick up the signal. It even displayed in Carrot Jr.'s stately new office, though he dismissed it and angrily informed his men to fan out and comb the city better. He wanted those do-gooders brought to him in chains, so he could make an example of them. Meanwhile, in the Police Chief's secret base able bodied fighters were slowly trickling in. Most young and inexperienced, with strong senses of justice and little real combat training. A few were ex-military or lowly martial artists, but what Furry truly needed was a miracle. He needed a team...
Word Count: 2,945 | OOC: Feel free to make your introductions or find your way to the chief's base. | Battery Boy , Niha , Yoroshu , Arashi
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Post by Yoroshu on Jan 13, 2019 22:57:48 GMT -5
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Post by Niha on Jan 13, 2019 23:17:31 GMT -5
There was no denying that hard times had fallen on young Niha. In what felt like the span of mere weeks, she had gone through more highs and lows than she had ever experienced in her near-century of living on the Other World. She had made new friends and trained with some of the best people she had ever had the pleasure of knowing, comforted strangers lost in their own guilt and insecurities, and had just narrowly escaped the planetary levels of destruction that were rained down on her and her home. Having lost the security she had found on New Namek and feeling uncertain of when the demonic Queen might escape her temporary prison that kept her at bay, Niha warned Abut about her plans and took the first ship that was flying out of Port Brief. The accommodations were modestly low class, with nearly fifty or sixty people all crammed together elbow to elbow in rows in a commercial style ship. Its destination was to Earth, returning traveling visitors to their homes in Satan City. The small girl is bundled up squashed against the wall beside a larger woman nearly three times her size. Niha's eyes remain downcast as she hangs her head. She didn't even bother trying to see if there were any viewports nearby her, and just wanted to get through this trip as quickly as she possibly could. Looking out on the starry void of space would only make her heart sink more at the uncertainty of her future from here on out. After a few hours, they land in the city and are filed off of the ship in droves. Niha reaches up to pull the hood of her thick robes over her head to cast her face in shadow. She wanted time to settle in before she risked being discovered. She still had to think about what lodgings would be available to her, and what could possibly occupy her time here. She wouldn't have to worry about chores around the village tending to simple crops or selling wares around the market and the Earthlings seemed to be far more interested in pleasure and entertainment than the Namekians were. There had to be something for her to discover here that would cheer her up enough to take her mind off of the dreaded matters that plagued her. By second nature she starts to drift in the air over the line, noticing a strange pair of men that stood just ahead stopping people in a security checkpoint of some sort. They didn't seem like employees of the Port, though Niha did find the rabbit ears they wore over their heads somewhat cute. She drifts back down to return to her place in the line-up. Niha did not want to risk going against Earthly customs and decided to follow the rules as best she could. The line trudges forward at a steady pace until a woman's sudden shrill shriek in the moment makes the Shinjin's hair raise on the back of her neck. She jumps up and flies in the air once more to see what's happening further down the line, only to see one of the men trying to wrest an expensive luxury scarf from a middle-aged blonde's tight grasp. " That is a birthday present given to me by my daughter-in-law!" She grunts through the struggle, only to get knocked over to topple into the rest of the line with a short kick to the gut, causing the silk fabric to audibly rip as it's physically torn from her grasp. One of the RM members just smirks and looks over the remnants of the rose-colored garment. "Looks like contraband to me, don't it, George?" The bulkier of the two nods his head and exposes a smile missing some teeth, " Yup, gonna need to confiscate it and frisk ya for any other illegal items." Niha realized that these two weren't security for the Port at all! A boiling sense of injustice and frustration in her naivety causes her to surge forward and float directly over their heads. " Give that back to her!" The tiny robed girl demands of the criminals, " That's not contraband and you know it! You're just being thieves!" The two members of the Militia squint looking dumbfounded up at what appeared to be a child flying overhead. "Hey, lil girlie, you gotta get back in line and wait your turn like everybody else. Or do we gotta yank you down from there and teach ya a lesson in manners?" The smarter of the two drawls to her, only to make Niha hold her hands and gather large orbs of divine Ki in her palms that chilled the air as a show of force. " I'm not asking you. Return the stolen property and go turn yourself into the authorities!" The Militiamen stagger backward, clearly looking caught off guard by the girl's magic. " I-I ain't getting blown up today, w-we gotta go report this in!" Both of them scurry away to report the strange display to their higher-up's, dropping the scarf and a handful of other stolen goods behind in their wake. Inwardly, she breathed out a sigh of relief and allowed her Ki to dissipate to nothing, knowing that she didn't have much to put behind the bluff if they had actually called her out on it. Niha floats down and reaches down to pick up the scarf, drifting over to offer it down to the woman it was taken from. " Here you go ma'am...are you hurt at all?" The woman and the rest of the people in line look nearly as shocked as the men in rabbit ears and the woman can only nod her head shakily in response. " N-No, I'm...I'm fine. Thank you, child." Satisfied with the response and hoping that the line would be able to function orderly on its own from here on out, Niha flies away to try to find any hint as to what might be going on in the city. At first, the only evidence she could find was just more signs of the men in rabbit ears accosting whatever normal citizens were unlucky enough to need to leave their homes or helping themselves to whatever they wanted from the shops in the streets. Niha knew that she couldn't stop each and every one of them and she needed to bide her time and lay low until she was more informed on the current situation. Just as she's about to pass by an electronics store, Chief Furry's broadcast plays on all the television screens at various sizes. She halts her fly-path and hovers in place to listen to the announcement. A soft frown curves her pouted lips and she looks around her. Her mission to try to find distractions and comfort would have to be put on hold without question. These people needed help, it was her duty to see what she could do. Flying down the street, it does not take her long to find a member of the resistance to guide her to the base. She didn't know much about martial arts, but she learned what she could of Ki and didn't feel that she was a pushover. Niha had to hope that would be enough to find her place. Once there, she would respectfully bow to those she met and allow herself to be guided to where potential recruits were kept until they were processed. She didn't yet remove her hood, finding comfort in how it would hide her strange appearance from the mortals around her. Niha may not be in control of her unusual Ki, but she was desperate to find some sense of privacy. WC: 1,282 @amatricina, Yoroshu, Arashi, Battery Boy |
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 14, 2019 20:49:38 GMT -5
Ramon would find himself standing atop a skyscraper in a metropolitan city. This city was in a short flight distance to Satan City. As Ramon peered over the edge of the rooftop, he would see the large drop that lead to the roads below. He would give a smirk as he ran back a couple of steps. He had found himself bored in the past couple days, so he had sought to find the excitement within the city. Not only for that, but these types of places also usually held the path to new adventures. With that in mind, Ramon would push off the edge of the building into the air, letting his body flip backwards as he did so. Ramon would dive down towards the ground with his arms crossed. He would feel the wind rush past his face as he approached the hard ground below. He didn't usually take time to appreciate what it was like to be safe while falling from such a height, but it was quite magnificent with it now in perspective. Reaching his right hand out to the ground below him, he would slow his descent until his hand eventually reached the concrete. It was then that he would look to see where he had landed. Standing before him was a store with several televisions in the front windows. This wouldn't have interested him normally, but there was something different. Live on the TVs came a blue dog, pleading for the help of warriors. Ramon would flip to his feet as he thought about it for a second. If this Carrot Junior was guy was pretty tough, then it might be just worth his time. Bending his legs, he would launch upwards towards the sky. He would begin his flight to Satan City with a smile on his face. He anticipated a powerful foe, but time would tell if his expectations were correct. Once arriving in Satan City, he would take a look around. Everything looked so deserted, but it didn't end up surprising him. Most humans ran when confronted with a foe stronger than them. But from what he had gathered from the transmission, there were a couple people who had sought to protect what they held dear. Those type of people earned Ramon's respect because they had a will to fight. But Ramon would push his thoughts aside as a group of men approached him. Each of them wore a weird headband with bunny ears. But other than that oddity, they also seemed to be toting automatic weapons. Ramon would give a sigh as they pointed their guns towards him. They would line up in a plain shooting formation as they addressed him. "Look what we got her boys! A straggler!" Said the man in the center. He seemed the be the largest of the three, and possibly the ugliest. "We better teach him a lesson!" On cue, he would command the other two to fire alongside him. Ramon would give a chuckle as he held his hand out in front of himself. His hand would move in a blur as it moved to catch each of the bullets. After the firing squad had finished, they would see that none of the bullets had connected with Ramon's body. With a smirk on his face, Ramon would let the majority of the bullets drop from his hand. He would hold onto three of them as he peered at the group in front of them. "Well, I can definitely say that was interesting." Ramon would flick the bullets at the men, knocking them out cold. With them out of the way, he would go from door to door, knocking on each and asking about the resistance. "Hello?" He would ask. "I heard a broadcast for people to come and help out the resistance?" After searching for a bit, eventually someone would crack open their door. She would peer at him from the inside of her home, giving an expression that said she wasn't amused. "You want to help? How hilarious." She would say. "But if you're confident that you can do anything, then follow me." She would lead Ramon on for a couple minutes until they reached the entrance to the subway. "You'll find the base of operation in here." She would take off back towards her home. Ramon found it as quite the odd interaction, But it didn't matter. As he would move inside to see what the base was like, he would keep his arms up in anticipation. He was ready to fight, and he was gonna make that apparent.
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Post by natsufury on Jan 15, 2019 20:29:37 GMT -5
Off in a city not too far away from the now militarized Satan City existed another. Low tragedy and strife existed only a few hours away from them those who resided within the city's limits lived in peace. Going about their business as if it were any other day on earth. Arashi was no different, well, not entirely different at least. Despite being a full-blooded Saiyan interacting with human beings never prove difficult for him. As long as they didn't give him a reason to send them flying across the street everything usually went well. Especially if you were like the gentleman of the Adamantine Gym! It wasn't exactly packing up best training equipment in the world or producing a ridiculous number of Champions. In fact, it's remained pretty irrelevant in the competitive martial arts scene for the past ten years. Only managing to maintain a reputation for it's so-called “Inhumane” training regime. Going by the motto “If we can’t break you, NOBODY CAN!!!” Naturally, such a proclamation attracted all sorts of attention even if they weren't world-renowned. Soon this inhuman training program would be met with an inhuman dividual who for the past few days left no heads unturned.
WHAM! POW! WHACK! BAM!
Anyone who walked by could hear the sound of those monster blows ring out. Some looked through the glass to see a shirtless teenager wailing on a freakishly large iron sandbag. Showering the bag with all sorts of kicks and punches coming from a variety of angles. All the while bearing the grin of a child playing a brand spanking new toy of his favorite variety. “Three hours are up! That's enough kid! Onto sparring!” Almost automatically Arashi’s rampage came to a stop, he turned around looking even more elated than before. Knocking his gloved fists together the Saiyan marched over to the gym’s center ring. Grabbing onto the roped, using them as leverage for his hop into the ring. “You got it boss!!!” he exclaimed!
Arashi stood there punching at the air with glee while a bulky Bearman wearing gloves stepped into the ring. He was easily larger and taller than Arashi yet that blissful demeanor never disappeared. In fact, that energetic attitude just got brighter after the bear stepped in. It was a bit annoying, some cocky upstart acting like he owned the place after only being here a few days. Then getting offered a match just because he completed some ridiculous training was inane! The anthropomorphic predator had every intention of showing Jim's owner the error of his ways after pummeling this kid into the canvas. The bell rang and without taking the time to touch gloves both the bear and Arashi broke into a classic slugfest! Despite the almost hilarious difference in mass Arashi managed to hold his ground pretty well and was paying back the punishment in full. This fact was something his adversary didn't like one bit.
Meanwhile, the boss had noticed something strange going on with the TV. Out of nowhere, King furry was making some sort of announcement. “Hey, kid! Get a load of this!” Without so much as a warning Arashi spring from the ground and delivered an overpowering uppercut to the bear's chin. Knocking him out on impact and casually exiting the ring while leaving his sparring partner to sink into the canvas. “Oooohhh shit! Looks like Satan City ain't doing so hot.” The old man thumped Arashi on the forehead with a flick. “What did I tell you about cursing?” The Saiyan sighed and reluctantly apologized for his dirty mouth. “Yeah, from the sound like this monster carrot guy is getting outta hand. Hhhmm, I heard the little guy even wear sunglasses.” Looking back at the now unconscious bear the old man rubbed his chin. “You know what? Let's forget sparring for today. It's time for a real workout, bring me back the little freak sunglasses before Sunset and I'll take you out to eat.” Arashi let up upon hearing this offer, usually, meals were kind of expensive due to his appetite so when he heard about free food? Well, that was like winning the lottery for him! “I’M ON IT!” In flash, he zoomed out of sight leaving his boxing gloves to float in midair until gravity kicked in and cause them to drop to the floor. Then popping back into existence wearing a whole new set of casual clothes. As he ran out the door he waved goodbye to everyone and then took off like a rocket as he took off running. A sight that one of the female gym employees responded to with utter panic. “SIR! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! We finally get someone who's champion material AND YOU SEND HIM INTO A WAR ZONE?!”
To which her boss responded with a hearty laugh. “Ha ha ha ha ha! Don't worry Karen! When I was that age I got into all sorts of trouble. I’m sure the kid can handle one rab-” Before he could finish his short yet muscular young girl had climbed up his shirt and started to slap him repeatedly. “THIS! IS! WHY! YOU! ONLY! HAVE! ONE! STUDENT!” In the midst of all this Arashi managed to arrive at Satan city and through the use of his Ki sensing the Saiyan managed to discern the life signatures of those with evil intentions from those who possessed far more righteous hearts. It didn't take long for him to find a member of the resistance and ask “So what can I do for ya?”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 22:32:47 GMT -5
Police Chief Furry sat at his desk, deep in the 'command center' that had become of the Videl Hercule Subway Station. His office was the one previously used by that of the subway's chief dispatcher. Even now his things were scattered about the room, safe for personal affairs such as pictures of the man's wife and children. The cop canine had put those in a small box and tucked them away in a filing cabinet, he could not stand the sight of them. It reminded him of how many innocent had already been affected, and he silently vowed to personally hand the items back to their rightful owner once this tragedy was placed firmly behind them. The Chief sipped his coffee, it was one of the few luxuries he could still afford given his forces' current arrangements. The offices of the subway station and its lounges and break rooms were all mercifully well stocked on coffee. His men were practically running on it, even with their rotating sleep schedule many had been up and active for well over twenty four hours. They were running on fumes, and they knew it. Furry looked at the map splayed out on his desk, a subway map of the city no less. Most advanced technology had been knocked out by the Rabbit Militias tampering, or its jamming equipment. They had no GPS, digital maps, or Hypernet access. Luckily you could teach an old dog old tricks, and Chief Furry had always been a stickler for the old ways. On his map were laid out the major checkpoints and intersections where Rabbit Militiamen patrols stopped for reprieve. In addition he'd charted out known patrol routes and times, based on his scout's findings and any tips offered by well meaning civilians. These damned thugs were too coordinated, they acted more like a military unit than a common street gang. He could only think of one person who ran such a tight ship, Bills Capone, the most notorious crime lord on Earth and half a dozen other star systems. Wanted across the whole of the Kingdom of Earth for so many charges it was easier to count what he wasn't wanted for. Oddly enough, tax evasion wasn't on the list. Bills made sure to send the Internal Revenue Service very detailed accounts of all his criminal dealings. The greater law enforcement community believed it was one of his many ways of gloating. As the Chief puzzled over his map he tapped his foot impatiently on the floor. His men were stretched dangerously thin, worse, their numbers were beginning to dwindle. Many were injured in skirmishes with the Rabbit Militia, and Carrot Junior's thugs were markedly better equipped and armed. No thanks no doubt to the work of his crony, Capone, and their raid on the city armory. Wounded were already piling up in make shift triage centers around the station, and medical supplies were almost exhausted just days into the siege. Furry needed a miracle, he needed something that would turn the tide. "We got a fresh batch of willing volunteers comin' in Chief." Sounded a young officer's voice, snapping the Chief back from his thoughts. He shook his head to clear his mind, fumbling for words. "Very very, very good. You have screened them for bugs, and interrogated them to make sure they aren't Carrot's spies, correct?"The officer nodded, snapping a salute. "Sir, yes Sir... Chief. They've already been scrubbed and scrutinized. They're all clean. A couple you might be interested in." The police chief raised an eyebrow at the information. "Oh, how so? Did we get more veteran servicemen? I need able bodies for the eastern patrols."The officer shook his head, though a wide grin parted his lips. "Nope. Better Chief. Saiyans, the genuine article. Full blood, half blood, either way, they're tough." Chief Furry's eyes practically lit up at the information, he leapt from his seat so fast he nearly spilled his coffee. "Saiyans! Hercule bless us this day! Even a low class Saiyan is a good as a hundred of my mine. Go, round up all the knew recruits in the briefing room. I'll be there in a minute!" Already the chief was hatching a desperate, but needed plan. "Right away Chief!" The officer replied, practically having to leap back to get out of the way as his much shorter commanding officer barreled past him. He hadn't seen Furry in such high spirits since they discovered the subway station could run entirely on backup generators. Monster Carrot's men were diverting power out of the grid, away from any location that might prove beneficial to their opposition. The officer turned to depart himself, rushing along to find the new recruits.
Yoroshu had been the first of our four heroes to arrive, after dispatching several Rabbit Militia thugs he was yanked into a dark alley by citizen-soldiers of Police Chief Furry's resistance. They'd seen him take out several thugs without breaking a sweat, and chanced that he would make both a capable ally and be willing to help their cause. After explaining their plight firsthand and assessing the martial artist thoroughly, they decided that the earthling warrior was both fearless, and violent. Ki users were an incredible rarity in the resistance forces, so even a loose cannon would be better on their side as opposed to being potentially bribed off by Carrot Jr. or his men. And so, Yoroshu was led back to their base for more thorough interrogation. Once accepted he was given a hot meal, a seat in the subway lobby, and told to wait until further instructions from a police officer. Ramon had been the second to arrive, led to a subway entrance by disheartened civilians who had mostly lost hope. Only mostly, as they had pointed him in the right direction. When the resistance learned the man was a half-Saiyan they practically jumped with joy. One of the galaxy's finest warriors had fallen into their lap? Though they were slightly saddened to learn Ramon couldn't simply turn into a Super Saiyan and blast his way to Monster Carrot Jr. and punch him straight to King Yemna's doorstep, beggars couldn't be choosers. Ramon was also given a hot meal and a place to sit, though had been respectfully asked if he could help with the subway cars themselves. Without the city power grid, the resistance could only power a select few subway trains at once, and needed assistance moving the excess trains to unused tracks. With a Saiyan's mighty strength though, it proved a much more manageable task. Niha had been the third to arrive, spotted by resistance members as she flew through the city streets. That alone was a good sign, as flight implied great mastery over ki. Already tales of her helping the people of the star port had reached the resistance movement's ears. A genuine heroine, with ki powers no less. It was enough to lift morale. Niha was assumed to be a Brenchian, given her pale blue complexion, superhuman abilities, and demonstration of ki usage. However her appearance as a petite young girl made her rather opposite the look of most recruits. Niha was rushed through interrogation as she was found to be free of any bugged devices and positively adorable. She found herself in the company of hardened or stoic looking men and women twice her size in the recruit lobby. The small woman caught many glances, and there were mixed murmurs she was either the strongest person in the entire resistance or a child unfit to the be helping the adults. Arashi had been the last to arrive, which was typical of him. He'd simply strode up a resistance scout and offered to lend a hand. While initially distrustful, the freedom fighters had found his uncrushingly high excitement and earnest desire to help endearing. They'd led him happily back to their base and given him the proper interrogation. Finding Arashi to be another Saiyan, full blooded no less, the police officers had again breathed a sigh of relief. Two Saiyans, in one day. Both warriors eager and willing to help. Like Ramon before him, Arashi was given a hot meal and then asked to assist his half blooded counterpart in moving excess subway cars from the tracks. The two were supervised by military and civilian engineers, lifting up the great hulks of metal and setting them down gently on tertiary sections of track. This in and of itself was a boon to the station, as it now allowed much more rapid movement of troops and supplies along the city's main subway routes.
A police officer entered the lobby, saying that Police Chief Furry requested all fresh recruits follow him to the briefing room for further instruction. Our four heroes, along with several dozen willing earthlings of military or emergency response backgrounds. They shuffled into what had once been the security officers' break room of the subway, where chairs were neatly arranged and a monitor was set up projecting off the opposite wall. A female police officer brought out a tray of fresh coffee, and asked if any of the men wanted some. They were free to accept or decline at their leisure. As the woman finished, the blue furred Police Chief entered the room, armful of maps in hand. He stopped atop a step stool doubling as a podium, and cleared his throat to speak. "First of all I'd like to personally thank each and every one of you for volunteering your services to our cause. I know days seem dark for our fair city, but by Hercule's light we shall prevail!" The chief gestured a paw out to Ramon and Arashi, smiling beneath his mustache. "I'd like to personally thank our two recent heavy lifters. Ramon and Arashi, your Saiyan strength has already proved an invaluable resource. I can only hope both of you volunteer for what I'm about to ask of you all." With that the chief shuffled through his documents, projecting the image of his subway map on the screen and pointing to it with a laser pointer he withdrew from a jacket pocket. "As you all know, a man calling himself 'Monster Carrot Junior' has taken over our city by force, turning it into his personal despot state. This is the man we are dealing with." Several images of Carrot Junior appeared on screen, showing him carelessly turning police officers into carrots with his magic, blasting a police helicopter with a deadly ki beam from his finger, and stealing candy from a baby before turning the child and his mother into smithereens. "As you can see, Monster Carrot Junior is a ruthless villain, he shows no mercy or regard for the sanctity of life. Worse, he wields powerful magic we cannot hope to deal with, and has proven strong enough to easily overpower any ki user we sent against him." The chief looked mournful, thinking of the comrades he had already lost. He steeled his nerves, and continued his briefing. "Now... what many don't know is his accomplice. A man by the name of Bills Capone." Images flashed on the screen of Bill's vast criminal record, and new headlines of his deeds. "Bills is a wanted intergalactic crime lord, guilty of crimes on Earth, the Kabochan Confederacy, and across the Galactic Empire. Sadly though, he has proven illusive, and we have no confirmed images of his face or appearance. He acts chiefly through his subordinates, always keeping himself distant from his misdoings. Except this time." There was a flash in the chief's eyes at his words. "We know for certain that Capone was on Earth, doing some arms dealing in Kabochan weaponry prior to Carrot Junior's arrival. By our accounts it appears he's pledged himself to the damn rabbit, either willingly or through force. Regardless, his men now compose Junior's personal army, and are growing in number by the day. Every damned thug or low life in this city is joining them, and its already overwhelming our own numbers."Chief Furry sighed, switching his projection to a map of the city. "I won't lie to you people. Things are grim. It's been days since Carrot Junior attacked, and we're dangerously close to collapsing completely. It's only a matter of time until the Rabbit Militia finds our base, and it seems no word is able to get out to rest of the planet what's happening. Even chancing another twenty four hours is too much. Rescue could arrive and we've already been slain by that monster or turned into carrots!" Furry slammed his fist into his palm, a determined look in his eyes. "We have to strike now. The longer we wait, the worse it will get. We are assembling an attack on two fronts." The chief pointed to the eastern edge of the city. "The majority of our forces are massing troops and supplies at the World Martial Arts Stadium. It connects to the subway below, and Carrot's men have been ignoring it. It'll be the fortress of our diversionary assault. Drawing away the bulk of Monster Carrot's soldiers. We don't expect to win, only to buy time. We'll fall back and retreat into the subways, blowing them up to cover our retreat as they collapse. We only hope to buy enough time."The chief pointed at the mayor's office, city hall, on his map. "Meanwhile, a small team of our strongest warriors will try to infiltrate city hall, storming the Mayor's office and cutting the head off the snake. Monster Carrot Junior has not left city hall since he first began his reign, we suspect he is too arrogant to assist his own men. With any luck, Bills Capone will be there, and can be captured in the ensuing battle." The Chief's tone grew dark, and he leaned in slightly. "I do not officially have this authority, but as this city is under martial law... I give you all express permission to execute Capone on sight. Carrot is a monster, Capone is a criminal. But the galaxy would be a better place if both of them were six feet under by sunrise."
The Chief cleared his throat, acting as if he hadn't said the previous statement. "Now... the difficult part. I need volunteers for the infiltration team. Ramon, Arashi, as Saiyans you are easily among our strongest fighters. I humbly request you two spearhead the team. But as of the rest of you, I need only a few more volunteers." Furry's gaze wandered over the crowd, eyes stopping on the blue skinned girl. "Niha, your heroism has already been heard by many, and you can fly!" He then glanced to Yoroshu. "And you, Yoro, my men tell me you crave battle. The people of Satan City would be forever indebted to you if you returned with Junior's head on a spike. What say you?" Chief Furry asked daringly, eagerly awaiting his troops' replies.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the city far more sinister forces were already at work. A furry white fist slammed down on a hardwood desk, shattering it into pieces beneath him. "THEY DID WHAT!?" He demanded, yelling at several Rabbit Militia that entered the room to bare the bad news. Reports at reached the big carrot that despite the initial success of his takeover, new setbacks were emerging. Several off his men had been killed in unrelated incidents. Others had been knocked out cold, their weapons proving useless against their foe. And still more had been sent packing by a child. A little girl no less! "You don't understand Mr. Lord Carrot Junior Boss." One goon said, stammering out his reply. "She was really scary, and she threatened to blow us up with ki!" "Yeah Mr. Lord Carrot... what he said. And ours was so fast he caught bullets in his hands and knocked out my best men in seconds flat." Another mook shouted, legs trembling in fear. "Grrr... You bumbling nitwits." Carrot Junior said through gritted teeth. He slowly stepped over the rubble of his desk, approaching the two men. Monster Carrot towered over them, and despite his fluffy white appearance his heart was black to the core. "There's no room for such useless idiots in my Rabbit Kingdom." He said angrily, leaning in painfully close to the first man that spoke. "Is there? Nitwit.""N-no-no sir, boss. King! No sir, King!" The man replied, trembling and sweating in fear. "No. There isn't." Carrot Junior added coldly, reaching a hand out and placing it on the man's chest. It glowed with orange light, and the man had just enough time to register what was happening. He let out a scream, and in a poof of smoke turned into a carrot. Junior grabbed it out of the air before it fell to the ground, taking a large bite out of it and sticking it out his lips like a cigar. "Let that be a warning to the rest of you." He added, chewing his latest snack. The rabbit turned dismissively, arms folded behind his back as he looked out the window at his garden, freshly planted in the back of city hall. There grew many carrots, the previous mayor, judges, district attorney, and anyone else unfortunate to be in the building when he arrived. Hostages, kept in a literal vegetative state while Carrot Junior lorded over their city. "Bring me Capone." Carrot said simply, not turned to address any of his minions. One loyal soldier saluted and left the room. The man returned a minute later with Capone in tow. "Bills, have a seat." Carrot said simply, referring to the now deskless chair that said opposite his own. He did not turn away from his gaze, looking down at his garden was therapeutic to the rabbit. It looked like triumph to him. The rabbit let out a long sigh, a finger twirling his whiskers as he chomped on his cigar. "Capone, you've done me a great service this far, so I'll pretend these men were just a few bad carrots in a bushel. I expected hardened soldiers of a notorious crime lord, not children who flee from little girls like she's a school yard bully. There's trouble afoot, and I don't like it. Too many incidents in such a short time, I think word may have gotten out. I want our patrols redoubled, your best men leading them. I want those blaster rifles you've got in crates out on the front lines. We prune these weeds from our garden... immediately. Or they'll ruin our harvest. Do you understand?" The rabbit turned to face his second in command, the sunlight shining across his sunglasses.
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Post by Yoroshu on Jan 15, 2019 23:32:35 GMT -5
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Post by Niha on Jan 16, 2019 0:38:47 GMT -5
When the word Brenchian came up from the members of the resistance, Niha decided that it would be safe enough for her to let the hood of her disguise fall back to reveal her face. As far as she knew, the Brenchian had nothing to do with the divine or demonic kind, so she was fine with letting them believe that was what she was. A young Xeno was less likely to cause a stir of reactions than someone from the Other World. Besides, they all seemed intent on making sure that she didn't bring in any troublesome pieces of technology in with her, so she didn't want them to have to worry about her hiding something. She spreads her arms out at her sides with a smile, waiting patiently for the quick frisk to be over before following their lead to the next area. There, she was supposed to sit and wait on further instructions with the other recruits that have made it past the checks. She could have sworn that she saw some of the other new recruits being guided to another room after they were searched, ones with long tables and chairs on either side, but her guide was passing those entirely. The guide holds out their hand to signal where she should sit, and Niha claims the seat. Her stocking clad legs lightly kick in the air over the ground, and she leans forward to look at the other men and women in the row. They all stood as tall and proud citizens that were ready to fight for what was right. Niha felt lucky to be among them, but couldn't help but wonder what half of them were whispering about after getting a look at her. She could only pick out bits and pieces, some of them questioning her ability amongst them. Sliding down in the chair to slouch over, the Shinjin tries to make herself as small as possible. They were in the right to worry about it. It wasn't going to stop her from trying to prove that she wouldn't burden their teams. When the last new recruit arrived, she hops down from her chair and falls in line with the others as they file into the room where Chief Furry addresses them. Niha climbs into her new seat and looks up when the woman arrives offering coffee. She has to lift her hand in the air to wave it around in an effort to get her attention. The woman softly aw's under her breath and prepares a cup for Niha, not filling it with as much coffee as the other men and women received, before passing it over to her. Children didn't need too much coffee, after all, it could stunt their growth. Niha peeks down into the cup and asks her quietly, " Do you have any cream or sugar?" One man beside of her nearly has to spit-take and others around the girl end up snickering in amusement. The woman shoots them a look that silently says 'be nice' before telling Niha, " I'm sorry, sweetie. I don't think we do. I could check and see if we might have some milk that should still be good if that would help?" Niha turns her head and blushes colorfully when she realizes that they are laughing at her. She looks down and mumbles, " Um...no thank you. This will be fine." She lifts the cup to sip on the liquid, enduring the strong bitter taste while the Chief starts to update them with the slide-show. Niha perks up with an inquisitively when Carrot Jr.'s picture is flashed on the screen, but her brow knits solemnly when it is explained that lethal force would be authorized for such dangerous targets. Niha didn't want to have to hurt them if she could help it, much less end their lives, so she wondered if they would be able to fashion some binds to restrain them long enough for the police to take them off their hands. The strategy seemed simple enough to her, and her eyes track over to Ramon and Arashi when Chief Furry addresses them by name. They were Saiyan's huh? She wondered if they knew either Null or Nasch, but then wasn't sure if it was wrong for her to think that every Saiyan must know each other. It was that way for the Shinjin typically, but the fact that there were far fewer of them bore from the fruit made that feat much easier. Niha straightens up when Chief Furry brings her name up, and she nods once in agreement, " Thank you, sir! I'll do my best and won't let you guys down." She felt a small inkling of pride when what she did is referred to as heroism, but she had doubts that she had really done enough to earn that title. Yoroshu gets a glance from her, but it's when the Chief mentions heads on pikes that she goes pale. Rather than speak up and comment just yet, she tilts her cup back to drain the last of the dark sludge before passing it back off to the woman. They certainly made for an interesting team. It just gave Niha more reason to work hard and try to make sure that they could all return unharmed. WC: 885 @amatricina, Yoroshu, Battery Boy, Arashi |
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 16, 2019 20:30:33 GMT -5
Ramon would be quickly greeted by two men as he stepped inside the subway. They seemed incredibly cautious, but he could understand why. If they were dealing with a powerful force, then it was no doubt protocol to be wary of new faces. Despite this, they at least seemed pleasant. The one to Ramon's right would eye him before beginning his interrogation. "Who are you, and what business do you have here?" The man would ask. His voice was quite deep, but Ramon wasn't intimidated. Not even when the man held his gun to Ramon's chest did he flinch. Ramon would push the gun downwards, as the cold barrel of the gun was annoying. "Calm down. I heard that distress signal you guys released to other cities." Ramon would cross his arms as he peered at the man. "Look, I don't personally care too much about this Carrot Junior guy. But what I do care about is that I get to go toe-to-toe with him." The man to the left would look at Ramon with an odd look. "I don't generally see humans with a will to fight people stronger than them..." He would then peer at Ramon's spiky hair. "Are you, perhaps, a Saiyan?" Ramon would give a thumbs up. "Yeah I am. Well, I'm at least half of one." The pair's eyes would light up with excitement as they gripped Ramon's shoulders. Ramon found it a bit uncomfortable, but it seemed he at least now had a chance to fight the Monstrous Carrot Jr. The one that had discovered Ramon was a Saiyan asked an... odd question. "A Super Saiyan?" Ramon would ask. He had heard of the legend before, but he had never seen a Super Saiyan. "No, I can't go Super Saiyan." Ramon found that the men's expressions were disappointed, but they still took him in and gave him a place to sit. Ramon would be excited at the sight of a hot meal. Ramon would instantly dig in to his dish as he began stuffing the food into his mouth. In mere minutes he had consumed the entirety of the food. It was quite delicious, and he felt satisfied with what he ate. But soon after, Ramon would be asked by a member of the resistance to push some subway trains. Ramon would hop up from his seat and pop his fingers. "Doesn't sound like too much of a hassle. Sure I can do that." Moving over to the carts, Ramon would begin pushing them to wherever they needed to be. As he did so, he would notice a certain someone. It was Arashi! He had met him at the testing of the Cyclone drug thing. It seemed odd that they had met again, but it excited him. After Ramon had finished with his part of the carts, he would walk over to Arashi. "Funny to see you here." Ramon would say. "I didn't expect to be seeing you so soon, but it quite the welcome surprise." Ramon would lightly jab Arashi in the arm. "Maybe some time after this fiasco is over, we can get a bit of practice together, ya know?"Ramon would be cut a bit short as he and the new recruits were called. As he began walking inside, he would yell back to Arashi. "Think about it for later!" Once inside the room, he would sit down and examine the area. He would decline the offer of coffee, although he appreciated it. With all of that done, it seemed the the Police Chief he had seen on TV would show up. Shortly after his arrival, his speech would begin. Furry seemed quite happy that Ramon and Arashi had helped, but Ramon found it had been quite the easy task. So he would sorta ignore it, but he felt a little proud that his strength was useful. After listening to the entirety of Furry's explanation and proposition, Ramon would stand up. He didn't care if it looked odd for a person to stand in a sitting crowd, as he had something important to say. "Mr. Furry, I can't pass up this opportunity." He would give a smile as he crossed his arms. "This Carrot Junior guys sounds pretty strong, so I'm finding myself more and more excited to fight him. And besides, I've got another Saiyan guy I gotta catch up to and beat." Ramon wouldn't give a description of this person, but who he had in mind was Nasch. He had grown an immense amount since their encounter and subsequent battle, but he was still hadn't reached a similar area. "So bring him on! I'll pound Carrot Junior into the floor!"Words: 781 | Niha Yoroshu @amatricina natsufury |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2019 20:45:01 GMT -5
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"Shame, ain't it?" A thick plume of smoke escaped his nostrils, wispy tendrils dissipating in the air above them. Bills leaned back in his chair, a lit cigarette dangling from the corner of his duck bill. "We come int-ah this town, take it ov-ah without a hitch. Nows we gots some wanna be heroes tryin' tah muck it up."He tried to use the arm rests, only to realize his arms were far too stubby and fat to reach. No problem. Bills sought to cross his legs instead... only to realize they were practically non-exist. Now he was just embarrassed. He stared awkwardly at Monster Carrot for a moment before simply climbing to his feet and standing in the chair. Leaning against the desk as if it had been part of his plan all along. "Tells ya what, boss man. Let me and the goonies handle these freaks, alright? Sit back, relax. Have another carrot. Ain't no sense in ya gettin' yer fur all rattled ov-ah some nobodies, capisce?"A smug grin touched his lips, and he went to hook his thumbs in his suspenders. Only, he had no suspenders. In fact he wore no clothing at all. His thumbs whisked through the air awkwardly before hands fell limply at his sides. Bills cleared his throat to fill the silence. "I'll get my best guys on it. Pretty soon, them heroes will be pushin' up fishes." The analogy seemed to confuse Monster Carrot. "Oh, erm... what I meant was them heroes? We'll have 'em swimmin' with the daisies." No... that didn't seem right either. Perhaps he'd stuck his foot in his mouth enough already. "I'll handle it boss." Smoke curled from his nostrils once more as Bills tamped out the cigarette in the ash tray on the desk. At least he got that part right. He turned to leap down from the chair, then had second thoughts. It seemed taller than he remembered, and he wasn't a spring chicken. Turning around, Bills commenced to climb down out of the chair. Only his rotund middle caught against the edge, leaving his fat feet to waddle helplessly in the air. The struggle went on for a while. A good ten minutes. Bills trying to safely climb down from the tall chair, and Monster Carrot doing his best to ignore the fact that his right hand man was, in fact, sort of an idiot. Finally off the chair, Bills flashed him a quick thumbs up.  "Leave it tah me!"
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Post by natsufury on Jan 17, 2019 23:28:08 GMT -5
When Arashi first found the resistance soldiers there was something strange about their Ki. It wasn't like they were exceptionally powerful, possessed signatures uncommon for human beings, or even held ill intent. For the very first time in his life, Arashi had run into individuals whose hearts contained an almost sickening amount of fear within them. It made the pugilist wonder just what kind of things they've had to endure while wondered around the world without a care in the world. Master was right if you ain't strong in some way life is only gonna be shitty for ya. His arrival didn't inspire comfort as he first thought it would; the only thing he saw on their faces was indecisiveness. The atmosphere was getting a bit too down in the dumps for his liking; to changed that Arashi jabbed a thumb at his chest and declared them. “Hey, I know I'm not EXACTLY the great Hercule or anything. Not everyone can be a god ya know, but I can guarantee that the MMMA Saiyan Warrior, Arashi Agbara, is the next best thing!” It was upon hearing this that their uncertainty was replaced with a pleasant sense of surprise! “No way! Are you really . . .a real Saiyan?!” Too this Arashi was given pause, rubbing his chin he wondered how best to prove that he was the genuine article. In a matter of mere moments, a light bulb went off in his hard head! The young man took a moment to clench his fist tightly as he looked up at the sky. The muscles of the warrior's arm began to tense up as he summoned all of his natural strength before unleashing a mighty uppercut towards the sky! The force was so great that it created a sudden onrush of air pressure which blew away the clouds above in one fell swoop! As a result of their parting, a bright ray of light began to shine on the cheerful young man. “I'll tell ya, that's a lot harder to pull off even with No boosting ha ha ha ha”
It was a physical feat of herculean might that left them all utterly speechless. They still weren't sure whether or not they could trust him but for now they decided to bring him back to base for interrogation. Not like they had a choice though, his little stunt just now had drawn attention to their position. Unbeknownst to them he could sense the evil life force energy of those nearby and planned on using his display as a way to follow them if they decided to decline his offer then retreat. Sorry about this but I gots me some glasses to snatch but it looks like I'll also have a jackass that needs a good beating.
It didn't take long for him to arrive at their base and begin the interrogation. For the most part things were going well until they decided to strip search him, suffice to say thatdidn't go well. “KID! Get down from that ceiling this instant! It's protocol! We have to search you!” The Soldier was essentially wasting his breath; Arashi’s fingers would remain embedded in the stone ceiling until they met his demands. “I ain't stripping for DUDES! You either get a woman in here or I’m staying put!” The soldiers in the room groaned with frustration; after forty five minutes of intense negotiation Arashi’s terms were met and he was soon given something to eat. After that Arashi was ate his meal and helped around the base. When he was asked to help do some heavy lifting he was happy to help. “Sure! Could use a warm up for when it's time to go to work! Plus I don't mind showing off a bit for the lady’s.” After taking care of business Arashi was approached by a familiar face, it was Ramon! “Oh! Nice to see no ones punched your ticket yet Ramon!” Arashi was always happy to see another Saiyan warrior. Honestly it was starting to feel like he was the only one on earth but he knew better than to assume such. The two of them didn't get to talk much since the briefing was about to get underway but from the sound of it Ramon was interested and having a match after this Saga finally concluded. “Fine by me. Just don't get injured before our match!” In a matter of minutes everyone who would be taking part in the fight against monster carrot convened in the subway break room. After taking in everything mayor Furry said into account Arashi couldn't help but feel uneasy. Today it looked like he was about to come to blows with his least favorite kind of opponent. The way Ramon and Yoroshu were done playing the Rabbits power made him question how seriously they were taking this war. Then he thought back and remembered the main reason why he even showed up was to steal a pair of sunglasses from a magic rabbit. Naturally, this motivated him to keep the arrogance in check. “Calm down you guys. We can decide by rock paper scissors who gets first crack at him when we find him but I get dibs on his shades! Ya got that? No punching or headshots until I grab em. Although if feet are your thing Yoroshu you can have em. I gotta say though I don't think it's going to be easy. My master always told me to watch out for magic users. They don't exactly fight “fair” and if this guy's carrot powers say anything it's that he ain't playing by any honor rules. Just Saiyan, the guy managed to put a leash on a big-time crime boss and take over an entire city. We should give him some credit so we can EFFECTIVELY kick his ass.” The boy never light stalking negative lie about anything because it often ruin the mood. This time was different though, at the end of the day all their training and knowledge wouldn't mean much if this rabbit managed to tag any of them with his curse.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2019 22:14:55 GMT -5
Chief Furry clapped his hands together at Yoroshu's confidence upon his remark. "That's the confidence I like to see! The rest of you could stand to learn a thing or two from Yoroshu's initiative." It was Niha who next replied, and the Chief was in even higher spirits for it. "Good, good. Thank you Niha. I have no doubt with you by their side, it'll be a heavy boost to morale. That has been something we sorely lack these days, and its not exactly a thing one can just find lying around." He chuckled at bit to himself, but his steely grey eyes tell the truth of the matter. The resistance had been struggling greatly against the Rabbit Militia, and was ever slowly losing ground. Someone like Niha who actively stood up for the innocent and the weak was almost as powerful as a symbol for good than she was as a literal warrior. Chief Furry still held some doubts about sending such a young brenchian girl into battle, but if she was half as capable as the wild rumors circulating about she was more than capable. It was the Saiyan Ramon who next answered the dog-cop's call. As the warrior gave his declaration, Chief Furry nodded along and pointed a finger daringly at the man. "Yes, good show Ramon. That is exactly what I expected to hear of a Saiyan warrior. By all means, please do pummel that damned rabbit into dust. You'll be doing this city a great service." His team of warriors was quickly coming together, and with Arashi's boisterous speech it came to fruition. The Chief nodded along in agreement with the fast talking, overly energetic young man. Arashi was clearly a forward thinker, and was already contemplating just how difficult their mission would be. "While I do not agree on playing games over such a serious matter, Arashi brings up several good points. I do not expect it to be easy, or I wouldn't have asked our four strongest warriors first." He paused a moment, thinking of the Saiyan's other statement. "Again, Arashi is right, Carrot Junior has displayed formidable magic. It is his deadliest quality, one I pray we do not underestimate. Please, be cautious when facing him, he no doubt has schemes and tricks up his sleeve we yet don't know of."With concluded, the rest of the people in the briefing room murmured among each other. It was quite an ambitious plan, and quite an unusual team Chief Furry was assembling. The police dog returned to his presentation, again pointing to the city map on screen. "I believe that should be enough for our infiltration team. The rest of you will be fighting in the diverse team. The four of you, I will see you out myself. As for the rest of you, head down to the armory and get yourselves suited for battle as best you can. Take whatever supplies you need, if we lose they'll only be falling into Junior's paws. Hurry now, time is of the essence!" With that Chief Furry dismissed his briefing, several police officers corralling the less powerful fighters out of the room and leaving only the four heroes in its wake. The chief stepped down from his podium, crossing his arms folded behind his back as he spoke. "Now, if you will, you four please follow me..." With that he lead the heroes out the room to personally advise them of their objectives. Elsewhere in the city, far more sinister forces were at work.
Monster Carrot Junior listened with a quiet irritation to his right hand duck... beaver... thing? While Bills' heavy accent and poor grasp of euphemisms agitated the magical carrot themed rabbit, he had a good point. Taking over the city had been a snap, and most of the important elected officials were currently sitting six inches underground. Not that they were dead, just imprisoned as magical vegetables rich in beta-carotene. Maybe he was getting too harsh with his new cohorts. Monster Carrot Jr. clenched his fist, magical orange energy crackling at his fingertips. He grew stronger by the day, further honing his strange carrot themed magics. His goons were unaware Carrot Junior was technically only a few weeks old, his strange and frankly plot hole filled origin story an enigma to all but himself. To the Rabbit Militia, he was simply another powerful being that had appeared out of the ether. Earth was filled with strong warriors these days, a five hundred year old magic rabbit born out of an Easter Egg was far from the strangest thing to occur. The mad rabbit turned to address his wing man directly stepped forth to gaze down at Bills Capone. It was impossible to see his eyes through his thick sunglasses, making his true expression often difficult to discern. Monster Carrot spoke, in his typically commanding way. However, he addressed Bills as closer to a friend, than another incompetent minion. The reality was sadly closer to that option. "You're right Bills, you usually are. You and your men took over this city like it was child's play. I'm sure you can handle these goodie two shoes yourself, so I leave it in your capable webbed hands." With that, Carrot Junior turned back to view his garden once more, letting out a long sigh. "You know, I think the next carrot I enjoy is gonna be one made out of some stinking do-gooder. Now go, handle this dilemma." With that said the magic rabbit waved away his companion dismissively. His goons breathed a sigh of relief, their crime boss having eased the tensions of the big boss himself with his earnest words and somewhat bumbling antics. Meanwhile, across the city, the Rabbit Militia was placed on high alert. Following reports of the assorted heroes' deeds the patrols and checkpoints had been on edge, weary of supposedly powerful heroes arriving in a heartbeat. More importantly, there was a noticeable downswing in rebellious activities from the remaining police and military forces that opposed them. It had the Rabbit Militiamen on edge, and they clutched their blaster rifles close to the chest as they marched or watched from their barricades. Something was up, they could practically feel it in the air. However, as per Bills Capone's instructions, more heavy ordinance and more capable soldiers were being rotated into the front lines. High quality Saiyan Battle Armor troopers decked out in black market Kabochan plasma weaponry joined the rank and file goons that made up the bulk of Monster Carrot Jr.'s armed forces. It put the more common soldier at ease, giving them more confidence to resume their usual routines without fear of reprisal. Their usual routine of course being looting, vandalizing, and stealing anything not bolted down while vaguely performing their expected functions. The mad crime spree of the Rabbit Militia continued to rampage across the city, looting stores and burning down government property.
 Shifting back to our four heroes, they had since been suited for battle. Allowed to gather up their things, as well as grabbing whatever items or equipment they could make use of from the resistance's meager stockpiles before setting off for the surface. It seemed the Chief's infiltration team were rather self sufficient, and had mostly turned down the generous but meager offer provided. The team had made their way to the surface station of the subway. Snipers and guards watched the city streets from vantage points, rifles trained intent to drop any bunny ear wearing goon that came within a thousand meters with the pull of a trigger. Luckily, the Rabbit Militia had limited presence in this area of the city. Satan City was a sprawling metropolis of millions, and even the thousands strong army of Carrot Junior couldn't actively patrol everywhere at once. For now their base remained safe, and secure. If only just. Chief Furry stood with our heroes, looking northwards to the heart of the city itself. Towering skyscrapers now hung bannisters with carrot symbols on them or the white cottontail symbol of Monster Carrot himself. The dog man cleared his throat, turning to address his warriors. "There is little more myself or my men can do to prepare you four for the task at hand. But no matter what happens out there, know that the people of Satan City owe you a great thanks for your selflessness and bravery." As he spoke the chief proceeded to shake the hands on each warrior individually with his blur furred, furry mitts. "You have my deepest gratitude." He concluded, his gaze steeling as his mustache twitched in anticipation. "Now, the task at hand. I will head back underground to lead my troops east for our diversionary attack. You four will need to make your way north towards City Hall as quickly, but as quietly as you are able. If caught early it could jeopardize our entire plan, and if you arrive too late we will likely be overrun on our end. Timing will be crucial, but I place my utmost trust in you." The Chief bowed slightly to the warriors, before clearing his throat as he suppressed a brief flare of emotion. "Hercule's speed you four. My fate guide your hand this day. Hopefully when next we meet we won't be on the other side." Furry ended on a light hearted joke, turning to head back inside. Before the heroes was a long and winding road. Not a literal one, the city itself was neatly arranged as per modern civil engineering. But, it was a metaphorically winding road. Flying directly towards their goal would have them spotted immediately by keen Rabbit Militiamen on the ground. Though the Rabbit soldiers themselves were almost entirely untrained in the ways of martial arts or ki manipulation. They could as a whole, not sense the usage of ki, as most humans can't without proper training. When the heroes pushed towards their goal, they'd be accosted by scenes of strife wherever they went. Civilians harassed and mugged by rabbit militiamen, shores being looted and burned. All manner of crime and lawlessness as the trumped up thugs rampaged their way across the once idyllic city. It would be up to them to decide if they wished to intervene with these problems, protecting those without protection and forfeit their own stealth in doing so. Or, interfere and risk alerting the Rabbit Milita before they drew closer to their destination. A moral dilemma to be sure. Which was more important? Helping the weak and protecting the innocent, or putting the needs of the few aside to focus on the greater task at hand? Only they would decide.
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Post by Yoroshu on Jan 19, 2019 12:52:24 GMT -5
Yoroshu began to stretch, limber up for the great task ahead. Then, he popped his knuckles and neck. And punched the air repeatedly. "Alright, we can do this, gang. No... biggie." He said, looking out at the large city ahead, imprisoned by these goons. Could they do this? Honestly, he wasn't sure, but he tried nonetheless to reassure their spirits by shooting them a pseudo-confident smile. Yoroshu wasn't necessarily a leader, he saw Niha, or Ramon more fit for that role, he was more akin to follow, until they got to City Hall, nor was he one to boost morale. He'd much rather stay at his ship and sail the stars, but, he was in too deep to quit, and he promised to come back to Chief Furry with Carrot's head on a spike, and a lucky rabbit's foot. He wouldn't give up on that. "Alright, we got everything we need, right? Let's go." Yoroshu began on his road. He tried to be as quiet as he could be, lives were riding on their stealth. This made him even more nervous. He had made sure not to evoke their attention if he could. The city was in practical shambles, littered loot, rubble. "This is beyond depressing." He thought to himself, as he tip-toed his way to City Hall. He wanted to tell wisecrack, tell a joke. But, to be honest, he couldn't think of anything other than how bad this situation was. X7XK1jMO1d100WC:242|@amatricina Arashi Battery Boy Niha 1d100 |
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Post by Niha on Jan 19, 2019 17:23:40 GMT -5
" No worries, Chief Furry. I'll keep our spirits up!" Niha tells the Chief, putting the side of her hand to her forehead and straightening her posture to salute him there in the meeting room. Some more hardened warriors might have taken offense to being reduced to a token cheerleader rooting for the rest team, but she saw the real sentiment behind Furry's words. If no one had the will to continue their fight, then the battle would already be lost. If she could help lift these downtrodden people's spirits, then they would be able to find the strength in their resolve to become their own heroes. She floats higher into the air to survey the rest of the remaining people, rallying them with a bright and cheerful smile. " Do you hear that everyone? Nothing will stand in our way! We'll take your city back and rescue it from their clutches! They have not seen the people that I see. You are all cunning, you are all strong, and we will never give up!" Niha raises her fist, letting some of the team join her with their confirming cheers. When she drifts back down, she folds her arms over her chest, frowning thoughtfully to herself. There was no denying how devastating magic could prove. It was a trait that she relied on almost exclusively when she tried to defend herself. Whatever magic this rabbit creature wielded couldn't have been without its weaknesses, as she herself could feel how taxing it was for the mind and body to maintain. She would just have to wait and see what that weakness could be in person. " So long as we tread carefully and keep up our guard, then hopefully it will be enough. We won't fall for his tricks." She turns and waves the rest of the team goodbye before falling Chief Furry out of the tunnels. Niha politely declines any offers to gear herself with the last of the Resistance's supplies. They would need every weapon and piece of armor they could spare for their other soldiers. While her robes did little to protect her physical body, they were infused with energy and conducted it with ease making her magic easier to harness. She also kept a handful of supplies in case of emergencies, one of which she feared she might have to call on to improve their odds. Once outside, her eyes drift over the armed forces guarding their last piece of the city. They were all cornered with their backs to the wall, but that was when they would bite back the hardest. Still, as much as Niha tried to steel herself to prepare for the confrontation, the sight of Chief Furry shaking their hands with such gratitude and pride for them made tears start to well up in her eyes. Instead of simply shaking his hand, she pulls him into an accidentally crushing embrace to hug him tight and lift him off his feet to swish him from side to side. " Hercule's speed to you too, Chief! Please you and everyone be safe! We'll do everything we can." She releases him to let him return to the base to oversee the rest of the others, hovering up to fly nearby Yoroshu and the others as they quietly made their way to City Hall. She makes sure to duck behind cover if it looks like the Militiamen are close enough to spot them, and flies silently. Seeing the people of the city being harrassed disheartens Niha, but when the others on her team do not move to try to stop it, she bites back her more heroic desires. They were right, they needed to focus on the mission at hand first. She presses her hand over her mouth and forces herself to look away so that she could keep moving forward. Silently, Niha made the promise that their suffering would not be in vain. WC: 653 Ot8zYsyo1d100@amatricina Arashi Battery Boy Yoroshu1d100 |
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 20, 2019 1:18:45 GMT -5
A smirk would spread across Ramon's face as he imagined grinding Carrot Junior against the floor. "Trust me, there's gonna be nothing left of 'em!" He would declare. He felt extraordinarily fired up, and he planned to soon release it upon the Catastrophic Carrot-Eater. Once Chief Furry has dismissed the weaker fighters, Ramon would follow behind the blue dog. As he walked, he would think to himself. Now that they were on track to fight Carrot Junior, how did they plan to fight him? The ability to turn others into inanimate objects, more specifically carrots, is terrifying in speculation. Ramon figured he would figure it out when the time comes. Well, that or he would be suffering the consequences. In which case, it would prove that he had failed as a warrior. Now ready to party, Ramon would stand with confidence as he looked at the city. When he shook Chief Furry's paw, he would address one thing that he seemed to have wrong about Ramon. "With all due respect sir, I'm not really doin' this for Satan City." He would hold a sort of confused expression as he continued. "I'm mostly doin' this because it means I get to fight a powerful opponent. Nothin' more, nothin' less." Ramon would let his hand fall by his side after the successful shake. "Just make sure that the diversion group does their part, that way I can get what I want." A smile would spread across his face as he crossed his arms. "That way, we both can be happy, yeah?"Now being alone with his other three members, he would begin sneaking through the city. While he didn't feel that any of the Militia had the ability to sense Ki, he was worried that Carrot Jr. or one of his higher henchmen could. So to deal with that possibility, he would lower his power level to its absolute minimum. As the grouped traveled through the city, he would glance at the citizens in need of rescue. The sight of the weaklings getting harassed didn't really alarm Ramon, but he was glad to see that no one in the group had yet done anything to stop the Rabbit Militia. In Ramon's mind, these people were getting harassed in the open because they decided not to fight back or join the resistance. And unlike the resistance, they didn't have the gull to do anything to better their situation. Therefor, they had no respect from him. Words: 412 | @amatricina natsufury Niha Yoroshu V|gs4nAM1d1001d100 |
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Post by natsufury on Jan 20, 2019 23:30:16 GMT -5
It seemed like everyone, for the most part, was on the same page. Plus Furry’s plan of action was a solid one to be sure. One couldn’t be blamed for believing that placing so much on four young fighters was asking a lot. Not to mention betting a lot seeing as how if they failed to reach or kill that Rabbit the resistance would have exhausted nearly all of its resources. Which basically meant game over! Well if it were easy they never would’ve called us. Arashi shrugged, worrying about the future for too long really wasn’t his style anyway. Besides who could feel down with Niha around cheering them all on to fight the good fight!? “YEAH!!!” He exclaimed with complete elation. “I’m with ya on that! It’s about time MC went a few rounds with someone in his OWN weight class! You guys survived this long because unlike him you have the GUTS to fight your own battles! Now let's show em what that gutsiness can do!” After a long hype session it was time for the soldiers to exit the room and for the four warriors to suit. In all honesty, Arashi knew he didn’t need armor but he there was something about those military uniforms that he couldn’t help but respect. Eventually, the boy gave in to his desires and put on a military-style uniform fit for a real soldier! Only this soldier wielded different kinds of guns!
Not long after that they were all brought outside and given specific instructions that needed to be followed to the latter or risk the blame failing. With a quick handshake, Arashi shot Furry a genuine salute, which was more than what Ramon gave him. “Come on Ramon? Fighting tough guy can’t be the only thing you’re after.” He playfully patted Ramon on the back as he pointed to the sky. "There are other things out there man! If all ya do is fight than you just end up blowing up the roses instead of stopping to smell em!" Arashi would have to take Ramon out for an Adventure after this was all said and done. The guy needed a chance to see the other perks of being part of an Alien race of warriors! Saving this city was just one of the many roses the world- HELL even the universe had to offer, but that was for later! The moment of truth had finally arrived at their doorstep and none of them had any intention of ignoring it! Without another word, they all took off into the city at incredible speeds! Sadly it wouldn’t be long before they were all assaulted with the sight of civilians being abused by the Monster Carrots armed thugs. Arashi had been fortunate, his master had long since taught that it was ok to be an emotional person so long as those emotions didn’t RULE that person. However, though he succeeded in suppressing his desire to start busting heads some kind of spark continued to flicker inside his soul with every act of villainy he witnessed on his way to the Rabbit’s home base. For the first time in a while, Arashi was stonefaced.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2019 22:48:50 GMT -5
The heroes had made their decision, they would save the many, even if it meant they could not protect the few. The success of their mission, and the liberation of Satan City as a whole was sadly far more vital than the individual plights of those affected by the Rabbit Militia's wanton acts of violence. Though it may pain them, or go against their conscious, the four heroes ignored those crying out for aid as they traversed the northern portions of Satan City. What few members of the Rabbit Militia with ki sensing abilities did not pick up the four, who wisely kept their own power levels suppressed as best they could. Darting house to house, building to building, street to street, the four unlikely companions made their way ever closer to City Hall. They skirted past Rabbit patrols, hid in the shadows as searchlights scanned perimeters, and used their environment to best mask their movements. As they drew closer, the city became more and more destitute, with burnt out stores and looted buildings dotting every block. Rabbit Militia sat around street corners, thinking themselves having already won as they divide up ill gotten spoils or just joked to one another about how easy this had all been. None suspected that the city's saviors crept by them even as they talked about wanting to shoot some more rebels dumb enough to mess with them. Among the troops the four could see Rabbit Elites. These battle hardened soldiers wore full face helmets, against their whim, that resembled Monster Carrot Junior's head, sunglasses and all. In addition they toted heavy ordinance, looted plasma cannons, black market laser rifles, and good old fashioned rocket launchers. Decked out in black market Kabochan battle armor, they certainly looked the part of intimidating. Thankfully they were merely a one to twenty ratio between the elites and the more common militiamen. The standard infantry of the Rabbit Militia wore long blue trench coats, their iconic pink rabbit ear headbands, and many had pipes or sunglasses on their face. In hand they carried more conventional firearms, sporting machine guns and assault rifles, though a few marksmen sat ready in watchtowers or on rooftops. Meanwhile, far across the city, Chief Furry and his men were preparing for their own assault. The World Martial Arts Stadium had been converted into an impromptu fortress by the resistance. Entrances were barricaded or turned into armored bunkers. Buses were lined out in the parking lot, used as pillboxes and rigged with explosives to provide a last surprise for the attackers when the defenders were forced to fall back. The chief stood with his men, looking out over the city through a set of binoculars. "Men, are we all in position?" He asked to an officer."Alpha and Bravo companies are all set up. Charlie is waiting in reserve, and Delta is waiting to harass the enemy flanks." His sergeant replied, snapping a solute. "Very good... Then that is all I can ask for. Send the signal, we show these bastards what the Satan City Police can do! A dog backed into a corner always fights the hardest." The Chief clenched his fist, snarling his teeth as he spoke with great gusto. His officer nodded, signaling down to the men below. Deep in the center of the arena, all the gathered fireworks stockpiles that typically accompanied the tournament fanfare were gathered. Volunteer members of resistance forces that were fire fighters set alike the fuses and ran for cover. Soon enough a fire year's worth of fireworks were blazing into the afternoon skies. It was nearly deafening, and a proverbial lighthouse to the Rabbit Militia. Just as intended. Furthermore, Hercule Satan's own theme song "Here comes the World Champ!" began playing through the stadium speaker systems at full volume. It was the war chant of the defenders, meant to psych out their enemy just as much as it was alert their foes where they'd be. Across the stadium, brave men and women took positioned at any firing point they had. Makeshift sniper perches were constructed in the upper seats, with machine gun nests erected in the ticket booths. They all stood resolute, waiting for their attackers to arrive. They came like a swarm down the city blocks. Thousands of Rabbit Militia and a slew of looted tanks and military vehicles commandeered from the city arsenal came barreling towards the stadium. The defenders cried out a war cry, unleashing their opening salvo of what few rockets and missiles they had on the oncoming vehicles. The Rabbit Militia responded in kind, their looted vehicles firing concentrated laser beams and energy blasts at the stadium walls. Mercifully, the Rabbit Militiamen were ill trained in using these vehicles, and their aim was woefully off. All the same great chunks were being blasted out the side of the once majestic stadium. In turn, several vehicles were blown up completely or knocked out of commission as resistance ordinance met their mark. "Give em Hell!" The defenders cried out, detonating explosives charges they'd laid in sewer tunnels below the parking lot. They exploded in a violent spray of raw sewage and debris, killing Rabbit Militia by the scores or burying the wounded under rubble and debris. A few vehicles were caught in the blast, sinking into the sewers or being abandoned by their surviving crew as they were rendered inoperable. The defenders of the stadium cheered, their surprise attack a success and bolstering their resolve. As both sides drew into range though, they began opening fire on one another with their weapons. The first resistance casualties began to emerge, pot shots or suppressing fire meeting their mark. For every one police officer or volunteer soldier their were dozens of Rabbit Militia. Despite the defender's initial success it became clear they were in for a heavy, protracted fight. Furry had more tricks up his sleeve though, but for now they'd hold the enemy at bay in the parking lot for as long as they could.
Meanwhile, our four heroes would begin to notice the effects of Furry's diversion. Patrols were rerouting, Rabbit Militia hurriedly mounting up on looted vehicles and speeding off to the east. Whole sectors of the city were being abandoned as men were being pulled as reinforcements to deal with the rebel's surprise assault. Most of the men were eager for battle, hollering and whooping as their vehicles sped off down the street. Only a token force of soldiers was left to guard City Hall itself. They sat around in makeshift bunkers or captured police vehicles lamenting that they couldn't go 'bust heads with the rest of the boys.' They lazily kept their vigil, if only to give them something to distract them from the radio chatter from their comrades in battle.  The four heroes were nearly to City Hall when they were finally spotted. A Rabbit Militia searchlight spotting the smol silhouette of Niha as she landed on a nearby rooftop. "Hey guys I think I saw something!" The man cried out, quickly grabbing for his rifle. More searchlights trained on nearby buildings, catching glimpses of movement as the heroes had finally been spotted. They were mere blocks from their destination, so close and yet so far. "Shit we got no men here..." One Rabbit Elite lamented to his squad. "Get Capone on the horn. Tell him we're gonna need backup here." "SIR, THEY'RE KI USERS!" A terrified recruit cried out, taking panicked shots in the unknown target's general direction. "WHAT!?" Cried out the Rabbit Elite, turning to glare to the rooftops through his helmet. Despite its ridiculous look, it had a built in scouter. It picked up power level reading, faint by they were there. "Dammit!" The soldier cried out, slamming down his fist in rage. "Ok yeah get Capone. Tell him we need reinforcements real bad then. Send whoever's in the area.Hurry it up!" Rabbit Militia soldiers begin radioing for reinforcements, calling in requests for divisions already en-route eastwards to be recalled at once. Vehicles pulled wild U-turns in the streets, making an about face to return towards their headquarters. Bills Capone himself was personally notified of the situation at hand. Across the remaining blocks between the four heroes and the capital Rabbit Militia move to a state of combat readiness. Arming their weapons, taking to their fortifications, and barking orders at their soldiers to be prepared for the worst. They might be mostly ill equipped thugs in silly outfits, but they knew how to fight. And more importantly, they knew how to follow order or get turned into carrots and get eaten. The Rabbit Militia was too busy hastily forming their defenses to coordinate any kind of offensive against the heroes yet. A combination of their poor discipline and the four heroes' ability to circumnavigate the city without being caught. Count: 1,647 | Total Word Count: 9,516 | Battery Boy , Niha , Yoroshu , Arashi , @cress BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARY
The Rabbit Militia is caught off guard, and unable to muster a hasty response!
Full-Turn Action: Surprised!
The Rabbit Militia is unable to act this turn.
ACTIVE EFFECTS
Surprised! (1/1)
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Rabbit Militia: Passive. Allows 4 Standard Actions per turn
Defensive Formation: Can use Guard as many times as desired per turn
Overwhelming Firepower: Does not need to roll accuracy dice to hit targets with Basic Attacks
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Reinforcements: Gain +50 MAX HP, +1 DMG DIE, +5,000 CURRENT PL (4/4)
Earth Defense Force Tank: Adds 10 Toughness, rolls a Super Attack that deals 2d12 Damage (3/3)
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Elite Troopers: Can upgrade one Basic Attack to an Area Basic Attack per turn
Guard: Negate half damage from one Basic or Super Attack
Intercept: Blocks an attack that targeted an ally
Distract: Can transfer 1 Standard Action to ally per turnCURRENT PL: 5,000
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2019 15:51:01 GMT -5
BATTLE TRACKERBills Capone:SUMMARYBills Capone:[At Will] Strafing Strike [War Cruiser]
Strafing Strike [War Cruiser] Dmg: gfjjXt3r3d4 @ Yoroshu, Niha, Ramon, Arashi
ACTIVE EFFECTSITEMSBertha [Light Weapon]: Roll two sets of damage dice, take higher set. Battle Stim 1/1 Flash Bomb 2/2 Senzu Bean 1/1 SUPER ATTACKSSay Hello To My Little Friend! [Super, Single] Charging, Wound [Rank 3] TECHSAfter Image 1/1 [Rank 3] Poison 1/1 [Rank 3] Sonic Sway 1/1 [Rank 3] FEATURESThey Call Me Boss! — the longer a battle goes, the more violent Bills becomes. If his HP goes below half, his defense decreases by -40. However, his damage tier increases by 2 ranks and his accuracy by +10. He also gains 10 toughness. You can't keep a good platypus down! CURRENT PL: 30,000 | BASE PL: 30,000
HP: 80/80 | KI: 100/100 | DEF: 80 | TOUGHNESS: 0 | DMG DIE: d8 | ACC: 30 Katya and Merli:SUMMARYActions here.
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ACTIVE EFFECTS TECHSBullet Barrage [Area Assault] | 2d4 damage @ all targets. Bombs Away! [Concentrated Assault] | 3d8 damage @ single target. Once per turn. Defensive Formation | +15 defense against all attacks. Once per turn. One formation per turn. Attack Formation | +15 attack bonus with all attacks. Once per turn. One formation per turn. FEATURESMan Down — Each 25% of max HP damage it takes reduces its power level by 25%, attack by 25%, and it loses an action. CURRENT PL: 10,000 | BASE PL: 10,000
HP: 60/60 | KI: 100/100 | DEF: 50 | TOUGHNESS: 20 | DMG DIE: d6 | ACC: 25
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Post by Niha on Jan 22, 2019 17:23:42 GMT -5
Niha cautiously lets her eyes scan over the lingering bored Militiamen in the city hall, watching as the others load up in their vehicles to face the Resistance they left behind. She didn't like the look of those weapons they were packing but had faith that Chief Furry and their forces would be able to handle it long enough for them to take out their leaders. They were getting closer to their goal. These guys didn't look like they would give them too much trouble. She plants her hand on the rooftop to catch herself after a stumbling landing and winces when she hears something nearby calling out to them. From the sounds of it, someone noticed her. It wasn't like there were many places up here to hide behind when it came down to it. "You guys I um...think they know we're here." She urgently tries to tell Yoroshu, Ramon, and Arashi before hurrying to catch up with them. It wouldn't be long until more were on their tails, so they had to do something. Speaking of, the stuttering hum of helicopter blades echoes through the air, attracting her attention up to the small force piloting it. " Look out, take cover!" She squeals to alert the others that the chopper was firing, diving afterward behind a bulky heating unit. The chopper's bullets ping and ricochet off the metal and Niha closes her eyes with her arms remaining tightly wrapped over her head to remain tucked under the cover she's found. It was the first time that Niha had ever been shot at, and she wasn't ready to find out if she was bulletproof just yet. There wasn't much question that they'd need their own big guns here, so it was time to pull out her secret weapon. " Please, return to me. I need you now..." She softly whispers, lowering her hands and concentrating on the air in front of her. Near invisible ripples twist in the space before a small barely sustained rose-hued portal starts to surface. Niha sets her jaw and grimaces under the strain but patiently draws a long, blinding strand of light from the portal's depths. She struggles to push through the pressure separating her from the strand until her fingers curl around the light setting it off with a bright flash. When the twinkling light falls around her and fades, Niha is left clutching a gold and blue staff that's nearly double her height. Hovering over the staff is a dark onyx sphere encircled by a neon blue halo. Niha calmly opens her eyes, tapping the rooftop once with the base of the staff, making the orb glow bright green and setting off an unseen wave of energy that forcibly pushes a ripple of dust and dirt away from her. She tilts the staff up to level it at the helicopter above, using the angelic staff as a conduit to hone her energy. Bright blue Ki is gathered in a growing icy sphere that surrounds the orb, crackling and snapping off in a surge of unrefined power until a beam snaps off to aim for the spinning blades of the helicopter Bills Capone and his crew resides in. She drifts up off the roof and looks down at the Militiamen, letting her Ki gather in her free hand to fire off a small bolt where a few of them have scrambled in an effort to get their attention away from Yoroshu. WC: 576 BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARY
War Cruiser 8 Damage - Negated with 8 Toughness
Bonus Action: Freeze - As a bonus action you have a 70% chance to inflict the Freeze status on your target. The max chance to inflict with any effect is 95%. | -5 ki cost
Status Chance (70%) - I|uBFxao1d100
Target - Bills Capone
Standard Action: Basic Attack - None| -0 ki cost
Acc - 1d100
Dmg - 1d4
Target - Rabbit Militia
At-Will: Distract - As an at-will action can transfer one of your standard actions to a comrade that goes in the turn order after you.
Comrade: Yoroshu
At-Will: Temporal Shield - As an at-will action you create a Temporal Shield around self or a comrade. It negates 3 damage taken from all Super Attacks and 1 dmg from Basic Attacks for the duration.
Target: Self
At-Will: Sage Robes - While above 50% ki regain 3 ki at end of turn
ACTIVE EFFECTS
Toughness: 7
Temporal Shield - 2 Turns
FIGHTING STYLE
Tenacious
TRAITS
Blur
Indomitable
EQUIPMENT
Sage Robes
Angel Staff
Totem
Prayer Beads
OTHER ITEMS
N/A
SUPER ATTACKS
TECHS
Freeze 1 - 1/2
Absorb 3 - 0/40
Energy Shield 1 - 1/1
Mend 3
LEGENDARY
N/A
CURRENT PL: 34,155
HP: 90/90 | TOU: 7/15 | KI: 113/115 | DEF: 95 | DMG DIE: d4 | ACC: +0 @amatricina @cress Battery Boy Yoroshu Arashi1d100·1d100·1d4 |
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Post by natsufury on Jan 22, 2019 23:27:54 GMT -5
They all quickly made their way through the ravaged city at alarming speeds. Choosing to not save them if you may not have been the most heroic decision but it was certainly worthy of being called practical. For now, they would either restrain themselves or ignore the suffering citizens in order to conserve their strength for war. They each had their own reasons for coming and it would take a great deal to stop them from achieving those goals. Arashi was it entirely sure about everyone else but seeing those defenseless people being victimized like that got his blood boiling. No matter where he traveled it was almost always the same. Morally bankrupt people and monsters making an otherwise beautiful world into a barely tolerable hell in its own right. More often than not he wouldn't really obsess about such people as they were something that he believed couldn't just be eradicated overnight. As of late though witnessing Pricks like this throw their weight for the fun event had become gradually less bearable. Arashi wasn't aware of the change slowly taking place within him at this point. Slowly the Saiyan was starting to understand what Will meant. For years Arashi had believed playing the hero was one of many pointless endeavors many took on. Believing that there existed no point to fighting against injustice when at the end of the day the forces of evil would never truly die. Even when the wise old cat spoke of martial arts existing for the purpose of self-defense and the protection of others Arashi laughed internally. “Why the hell would someone waste their time fighter for other people when shit like this will always keep happening?” Today Arashi would soon find the answer to his question. Once he and his temporary companions had arrived it wasn't long before the diversion took full effect. The rabbit malicious presence around the main bass was effectively weekend and with the unexpected arrival of for meddling kids, the thugs panicked upon discovering their super-powered foes! Sadly, there was a certain platypus who wasn't afraid. In fact, he welcomed that challenge with open arms and a fully loaded machine gun! While Niha had the fences necessary to ward off this attack Arashi was far less skillful in his approach. Though a few of Bill's shots managed to nail the Saiyan warrior dead on he wouldn't stop his charge towards the rabbit militia. Right now Arashi wasn't going to be satisfied until he kicked the butt of every bunny eared punk in this city! “NOW LET’S SEE HOW YOU PRICKS LIKE IT!!!” Without mercy, Arashi began to let loose a salvo of Ki blasts from his fists. All of them aimed at the Monster Carrots soldiers! However, these first few attempts would be punch shots compared to what would come next! Focusing all his wrath into one hand Arashi formed an energy sphere three times the size of your average beach ball and shocked it straight into the nearest group of enemy soldiers! If these two attacks connect these men would soon learn why the Saiyan’s master gave him such a specific last name. Word Count: 527BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARY
Arashi takes 8 damage from Strafing Strike
Arashi attempts two basic attacks against The Rabbit Militia. One of which gets one more damage die from "Impact"
Enemy Attack: Strafing Strike [War Cruiser] - 8 Damage to Arashi!
Standard Action: Basic Attack- Ki Attack | -0 ki cost
Accuracy: 0x5MUzjwd100+25
Damage: 1d8
Standard Action: Basic Attack- (Impact Boosted)Ki Attack | -0 ki cost
Accuracy: d100+25
Damage: 2d8
At-Will: Impact
ACTIVE EFFECTS
Impact
FIGHTING STYLE
Brutal - Impact
TRAITS
Crush, Endure, & Grit
EQUIPMENT
AI Assistant
OTHER ITEMS
None
SUPER ATTACKS
Monster Kata: Carnivorous Coordination!
Arashi’s body starts to emit intense orange Ki as he channels his knowledge of CQC and Saiyan instincts before he rushes at his opponent with a flurry of Lethwei strikes! Relentlessly chasing them down until he finally nails them!.
Type. Single
Activate. Standard Action
Base Damage. 2 DMG DIE
Major Effect. Seeking
Minor Effect. Shock
Cost. 15 ki
TECHS
Kiai (2/2)
Afterimage (2/2)
LEGENDARY
NONECURRENT PL: 2,500
HP: 62/70 | KI: 100/100 | DEF: 50 | DMG DIE: d3 | ACC: +0 d100+25·1d8·d100+25·2d8 |
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