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Post by Raijin on Oct 28, 2019 13:51:51 GMT -8
Well, that had to have been quite probably the worst shift Raijin had ever had the displeasure to experience. It had just been so damn empty, no one had come in to place bets for about half the day. She’d spent most of it building a little tower of pens, trying to make at least some sort of game of how high she could stack them before her supervisor found out. Still at least it was all over now and she could look forward to wasting her paycheck in a half-way fun bar. Trouble was finding one that she wasn’t already banned from or too recognisable in. She’d been able to mostly sneak into them without being noticed until someone was silly enough to try and throw a punch at the girl with too much of a mouth on her. Still, she had high hopes for one she’d spotted on the train ride to work this morning.
Frankly, it looked like a bit of a dive and that was more or less perfect for her wants to drink somewhere that’d inevitably have one of those drunken fallouts and break into a localised form of warfare. Low lights, Damaged sign and people drinking in surely silence with a few groups laughing and joking as the alcohol eased the pain of the average day. In Raijin’s opinion such bars were one of the greatest creations of mortal man. Somewhere to relax, and then enjoy yourself, possibly even having no idea where you were and what happened the next day. She had only a moment’s hesitation at going inside to check she’d remembered her wallet. Wasn’t going to have an incident like last time where she’d been unable to pay for her drinks. The crowd within looked like the usual bunch of mortal degenerates to her mind and that suited her just fine. She knew she’d be getting glances from the others wondering just what a slip of a girl like her was doing in their bar and she just couldn’t give a damn. More interested in the cheesy crap music blasting through the place, sounded like some sort of metal, though not a band she recognised and that only brought a smile to her face. She tapped gently on the bar and leaned forwards until she had the barman’s attention and then spoke very carefully to him. He didn’t want to be hearing her wrong, it’d only go badly for him later.
“Now, I am aware how I look, so I’m going to be very specific. I want the strongest bottle you can sell me for- “ She paused to check her wallet again and continued. “Five thousand Zenni, I don't care if it’ll knock me out. I don’t care if it’s illegal, or not allowed in metal cups or any of the other warnings. I want to wake up wishing I hadn’t, are we clear?”
He scoffed, but she was quite pleased to see actually obeyed. Holding a hand out for the money and then actually fetching the bottle. It had a worm in the bottom, either that meant it was amazing or some unlucky bugger drowned in it before they were finished and they never fished it out. It’d do either way. Now, to see who was about that looked angry at the world and needed to vent, they were the best ones to pick a fight with.
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Post by Zukkah on Oct 30, 2019 17:13:36 GMT -8
The night sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder in the background. Zukkah and Lottus were about ten feet from one another in a clearing, that was surrounded by a dense forest. The two warriors were sparring, testing their ability to push each other passed their physical limit. Lottus grinned wide before pushing both hands outward, unleashing a bright yellow wave of ki energy straight toward the barbaric saiyan. Zukkah instantly planted his feet tightly against the ground below and eyed up the massive wave, before building up ki into his hands and forearms.
The purple energy around his arms were very visible, even in the dark. But the saiyan quickly threw both hands up and waited for the wave to slam into him. Just as it did, Zukkah was pushed back into the forest, causing the warrior to break through a few trees, before coming to a halt. A sinister smile rose over his face, then he quickly push the wave up into the sky and rushed forward, with both hands still glowing with purple ki. The energy in both arms continued to build up power, as he grew closer to his target with each step he took.
With the wave of energy being deflected out of earth's atmosphere, Zukkah used his ki infused fist to repeatedly strike at Lottus. The thin warrior was caught off guard and the purple glowing fist connected to the chest of the saiyan warrior. Lottus was hit hard enough to be knocked off his feet and slammed into a tree nearby. The saiyan finally hit the ground, barely able to move, but Zukkah stepped forward until he was right in front of where Lottus was laying. "Sloppy, but that is enough for today." He announced to the saiyan, then reached down to help him up.
The thin warrior winced in pain as he reached out to grab the hand of his comrade. Zukkah pulled him back to his feet, then let a slight smile creep over his face. "Tonight we drink, tomorrow we train some more." He said to Lottus, then turned and began to exit the clearing within the forest. There was a dirt path that lead them in, so the saiyan warriors left the same way they came in. It didn't take them long to find a small town with a bar, so they walked inside to see what was going on.
The music was chill and everyone around seemed to keep to themselves, so the two saiyans walked up to the bar and seen the bartender attending a dark haired woman. Zukkah sat and placed his arms upon the table, then glanced over to Lottus, who was sitting next to him. "Not a bad spot, right?" He said to the thin warrior, then looked around the small building. Lottus had been to this joint before, but he didn't want to make a big fuss out of it, so he nodded and let Zukkah enjoy his night.
When the Bartender walked over to the saiyans, Zukkah glanced over to see the dark haired woman with a strange bottle of liquor. One that he had never seen before, so he pointed to the bottle in her hands. "That looks good. Fetch me a bottle now." He called out to the man. The bartender shook his head a bit before speaking up to the warriors before him. "Sorry, but she took the last of what was in stock. I'll make sure to order more for our next drop off. Anything else you two would like? We have the finest brew on the westlands." He announced to them, ensuring they would be fine with whatever they chose. "Yeah man, give us some beer. Anything will do." He said before Zukkah could even speak his mind. The barbaric saiyan just nodded and glanced over to the female with the fine bottle of booze. "Damn you.." He said in a low tone, probably loud enough for the woman to hear him. Zukkah didn't really care, he was rather jealous that he couldn't enjoy the liquor himself.
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Post by Romanus on Nov 2, 2019 12:44:39 GMT -8
Enter the Demi-God
Part 1
Romanus Intro | The Winery Dogs "Oblivion"
Knock! Knock! Knock! The sound of knocking could be heard as the trench coated Saiyan knocked on a door, "Hey lil piggy remember the Avado Clan?" He said tapping the door with his right hand glowing in a charged red ki aura on the tip of his index finger gathering more and more ki into one spot!
"Leave me the fuck alone! I don't have anything to do with that!" The man on the other said of the apartment door said.
(Romanus) "Oh come on lil piggy don't be like that!" Romanus said moving away from the door aiming his charged room burning at the apartment living room from what he devised from the outside not that it really mattered as this shot would probably take down the whole building section with it too bad for the human neighbors and fuck em in Romanus' Saiyan mind.
(Pig Man) "You better fuck of man!" The pig man said pulling out a gun at the door.
"I am gonna huff..." Rom Said.
"Fuck off! He growled.
"And Puff..." Rom taunted
"I'll shoot your ass!" He warned.
"And Puff...." Romanus said again gathering enough ki to blow the hole damned area to burning ruble like the destructive adrenaline Saiyan junky liked!
"Fuck off man!!!" The pig man growled as a crimson ki blast entered from the pig man's walls engulfing him and the entire apartment building in flames taking the pig man and the innocent neighbors with him in the burning flames.
"And blow up fucking everything!" The Saiyan Romanus muttered walked out of the smoking flames and fire as he patted down his dark brown trench coat that had started to heat up and catch fire in certain spots, "well that solves the pig problem" he said patting out any chance of his coat catching fire as he walked away from the burning building as sirens could be heard. The now dead swin bastard had squealed on Romanus Avado Saiyan Crime Family and had been a listed target in Oolong City so it was no surprise even though it was Marjhan that had gathered the Saiyans in that city that Rom had some personal dirty jobs worth taking up while in the glitzy sinful Earth city.
Romanus looked at the time on a stolen watch he had stolen from a rich human softy who deserved it enjoying his high quality time gadget, "Well damn didn't Zukkah plan on going with Lottus to the bars tonight? I need a drink about now....yeah smells like bacon" he muttered his stomach starting to growl vanishing in a blur at inhuman speed that would leave the Oolong City Police bewildered of an explosion in an apartment city dwelling.
Romanus Intro | Richie Kotzen "You Can't Save Me"
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Post by Raijin on Nov 3, 2019 6:42:15 GMT -8
As Raijin took the first swig from her bottle and surveyed the bar, it did seem to be pretty much the typical bunch of asshats that you found in this kind of place. That was pretty much perfect for her intentions at least, though there were one or two that seemed just a smidgen different. She couldn’t quite figure out what it was. She’d picked up on it on a number of people and they had usually turned out to be the most fun of those that she tangled with, certainly they gave her the best stories to tell later on of epic clashes and contests in which both combatants ended up having to prop each other up as they made their way back to the bar for a round on her behalf, at least usually she was the one buying. She always made a point to be friendly to those mortals that could stand a punch or two and didn’t wimp out on some fun.
She was pretty sure that the bugger who had tried to order the same bottle as her was one of those rare ones. Something about him leaked a sort of lazy power that on her good days she could practically see around them. Now it might be a damn bit tricky if it turned out that he was a stroppy sort and if her general brash nature caused the pair of them to fight her at the same time. Somehow she doubted it though since the ones that seemed to square up to a divine, which in of itself was a pretty impressive feat for a mortal, tended to have a preference for doing so solo. Probably something to pad the ego. It was pretty much why she was entertaining herself in this way It made the suck shifts all the more bearable knowing she could break everyone in half.
As such Raijin strolled her way over to the table and just occupied a seat, uncaring really of any protest as she took another long swig from the bottle and then grinned at the man, her hearing had been pretty good and she had heard him asking after the alcohol that she was currently downing rather swiftly. She ever so delicately placed the bottle on the table and with a swift nod to what she could only guess was the man’s companion spoke softly.
“So, how bad do you want some of that bottle tough guy?”
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Post by Zukkah on Nov 3, 2019 16:52:46 GMT -8
Lottus licked his lips and grinned when the bartender brought over the two unopened bottles of beer. The thin warrior grabbed his and slid Zukkah his bottle, then opened it with his finger, and proceeded to chug the cold liquid down. Zukkah couldn't help but smile when his comrade downed the drink with ease. "Better slow down. We both know you cannot handle your alcohol." He said to the saiyan, while giving him a slight nudge.
Zukkah looked over the bottle, before twisting off the cap and drinking the liquid. It was bitter and disgusting, but the saiyan had to drown his thoughts and pain out somehow. Once again he took a swig from the bottle, but glanced over to the woman enjoying the good bottle of liquor all to herself. Zukkah looked to Lottus, when he heard the saiyan whispering his name, while pointing out a few females on the other side of the room. "Hey man, look at the tail over there!"
Zukkah continued to drink the beer as he was looking to where Lottus was pointing, then let out a short laugh. "I said we were here to drink, not a night with some random sluts." He said in a firm tone of voice, before chugging down the last bit of beer in his bottle. Lottus looked to Zukkah and just shook his head lightly. "Man, you're always draggin me down with your attitude. Always so serious, can never let a saiyan have a good time" He responded, while slamming the bottle onto the bar, smashing it into pieces.
Zukkah growled at the stupidity from Lottus and quickly backhanded him across his face, causing the saiyan to fall back onto the ground, holding his nose from the amount of pain he was currently in. "Dumbass.." He called out, then heard a woman's voice from his right. The saiyan glanced over with his eye and smirked at what he heard from the woman. "Bad enough to slam everyone in here into a pulp. But you seem like the type that would get off to that kind of thing." He said as the saiyan flashed a smirk towards the female. Zukkah wasn't sure what her intentions were, so he kept his guard up, while continuing to converse with the raven haired woman.
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Post by Romanus on Nov 4, 2019 13:45:12 GMT -8
Enter the Demi-God
Part 2
Romanus Intro | The Winery Dogs "Oblivion"
Romanus walked down the streets of Oolong City as full of its neon light splendor and Romanus found himself walking blending in as if nothing had happened with him killing the pigman which was on the Avado Clan hit list.The Saiyan hoped that getting that job done would help excuse his absence and lack of contact with his bosses back in the Saiyan enclave of Avado City which was not only his hometown but also the headquarters of the Saiyan crime family who ruled over it, it was dubbed by some the Little Planet Vegeta of Earth by some.As it started to rain the Saiyan gangster started to get the refreshing smell of fresh rain water that reminded him more of home that this cesspool of inferior species diverse in all the colors of the rainbow it seemed much like the dazzling lights of Oolong City. The Saiyan grabbed a cigarette from his trench coat and with his free hand's index finger glowing in red ki lite the smoke before he snapped his hand with the burning finger causing embers of red ki to dance in the rain like fire flies. (Romanus) There had been something bothering the Saiyan the entire time he had been in Oolong City invited by the ambitious Saiyan Marjhan, he Saiyan thug knew no only Saiyan woman quite like her, she seemed not to be like other Earth Saiyans, she was not satisfied by the way this world worked and seemed to aim to change everything for the benefit the remnants of their formerly glorious warrior race.
She was smart and knew a way with words that enticing, it was no wonder that Zukkah and Lottus had joined her and now Romanus was wondering what the hell he should do. The Avado Clan which he worked for and swore loyalty to wouldn't allow him to go no matter how many pigman he killed. Once you where in the Avado Saiyan Clan there was very few ways out, but all they cared about was making money and expanding low level criminal activities.
The Avado's in fact had indulged in humanities vices which had twisted their Saiyan Warrior roots into pretty criminality, everything Marjhan seemed to stand for was above this, her ambitions Rom knew just by the few interactions he had with her were so far beyond the Avado Clan it was almost like she was offering him to go on the hunt like a real Saiyan Warrior his ancestors before him.
"A real Saiyan warrior of conquest" He said thinking as he walked up to the bar Zukkah and Lottus said they would be at. "What would King Vegeta do?" Rom wondered hearing tales about the Saiyan King as a child, stories passed down from generation to generation since the Saiyan had become essentially little more than refugees on Earth. The Saiyan flicked the smoke getting lost in this thoughts.
(Romanus) "I know what King Vegeta wouldn't do, he would waste his life being muscle for Saiyan's who only cared about human money and luxuries. Because we are not humans, we are the Saiyans we should be better than this" he thought to himself, or why the fuss about Saiyan pride, the warrior spirit and all that. Those were not just words those where things his ancestors from the stars lived by.
"And so am I" he muttered slamming open the doors his mind made up, Maybe if Romanus, Marjhan, Zukkah and Lettu walked the path of the warrior they could become like their ancestors, the Saiyan Warrior, the conquerors of worlds.
The walked in the bar glancing around tell he saw Zukkah and Lottus, he had not seem them much since Marjhan had invited them to take down the Devil's Cook's Gang and the seemed not to be alone as Rom could tell Zukkah's attention was on a girl with black hair. It seemed they were making a friend as a smirk grew on Romanus' face.
"So, having fun without me I see" He said looking at the three of them.
Romanus Intro | Richie Kotzen "You Can't Save Me"
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Post by Raijin on Nov 6, 2019 11:58:55 GMT -8
Raijin was actually vaguely amused at what went down between the two of them, better yet they had actually given her a name of their group, or possibly whatever subtype of humanity they were with the name Saiyan. Maybe it was just some kind of gang name? Raijin wasn’t really in the know, but what she was aware of was that tonight was going to be funny. As she heard the boast of the Saiyan in front of her she leaned the chair back slightly, a few stray sparks crackled off her arms before there was the arrival of a third of their number to judge from their familiarity towards one another. The demi-god took another swig of the bottle, leaving about a quarter left before nodding towards Zukkah and then at Romanus.
“What say you show me some moves. If I think you’re fun, I’ll fight ya for what’s left big guy?”
She leaned back a little more, a rather vicious little grin on her face, it wouldn’t do to just smack around a weakling and in her experience those that make swift boasts without much thought were generally a lot weaker than they made themselves out to be. No story, no epic tale to amuse the others at the table with. Just a swift promise of violence. She could only hope that this Saiyan was as capable of smacking around anyone in the bar as he had just claimed or her entertainment would be cut short rather swiftly.
“Oh, before I forget… Name’s Raijin. Means thunder god.”
Okay so that wasn’t strictly true, it just meant thunder as she had found out, but damn it all if she wasn’t going to slip the god part into her name’s meaning whenever she could because it made the whole thing just a little more accurate to her mind. She also briefly wondered just what the other male would make of it.
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Post by Zukkah on Nov 6, 2019 19:16:48 GMT -8
Lottus stood from the bar as his downed the last of the beer, then turned to face Romanus with a grin. "Better watch out, Zukkah is on a roll tonight." He whispered to the saiyan, before lightly punching his shoulder and walking off toward a table of females to enjoy the rest of his night. Zukkah looked over his shoulder at the sound of his other comrade and smirked. "Fun? Another night of drowning myself with the finest crew and alcohol." He announced, before grabbing his beer and chugging it down.
The saiyan waved down the bartender and motioned for another round. With Lottus mingling with the humans, his beer would go to Romanus. "Take a seat, Rom. You can have that pathetic piece of craps beer." He announced as he pointed to Lottus, who was leaned over a table and chatting with three females. They seemed to be laughing and having a good time, but Zukkah ignored everything when he heard the female speak up once more. "Some good moves? You're crazy, woman. We're in a bar trying to drink.." He said to her, but noticed that the female seemed to be testing them for something.
Whatever was going on, Zukkah couldn't help but to keep his eyes on her, as he pulled the bottle to his lips and began to chug the cold liquid once more. When she introduced herself, the saiyan smiled lightly and gave her a nod. "This here is Romanus and my name is Zukkah. That asshole over there is Lottus. Obviously his priorities are elsewhere." He paused for a minute, then realized the woman was either named after the thunder god, or is the thunder god. "Raijin...Thunder God..Hm, what brings you here?" He asked, as he took another swig from his drink.
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Post by Romanus on Nov 6, 2019 23:44:53 GMT -8
Enter the Demi-God
Part 3
Romanus Intro | The Winery Dogs "Oblivion"
Romanus eyed the black haired girl as some sort of energy seemed to crackle of her as Romanus narrowed his eyes a bit, "hmmm, she is not a normal girl...interesting," he thought to himself before taking his gaze off looking at Zukkah. Then Rom's eyes glanced back as he nodded as Raijin introduced herself and asked about a fight to show of their power.
"So Raijin you want to see real Saiyan power?" Rom said with a smirk liking how this girl thought, she was not like most women on this world, she almost reminded him of Marjhan.
Rom heard Lottus speak about Zukkah being on a roll as the Saiyan listened in, "Oh a roll huh?" Rom replied to Lottus a bit amused as Zukkah boastfully ordered some drinks as a beer went his way, "thanks Zukkah!'" Rom said with a genuine smike on his face as he took the beer standing at the bar table and started to guzzle it down wanting to get buzzed quickly taking a seat like Zukkah had suggested. Rom just listened as Lottus was distracted with some other women while Zukkah was talking too Raijin about her wanting to see a fight, this was definitely a good night to come out to the bar if this was the crowd in Rom's mind.
The Saiyan could tell how Zukkah kept his attention on Raijin that most likely the softy was falling for her, with her jet black hair, blue eyes with a small and attractively dainty build with a taste for seeing fighting Rom started to snicker to himself as he took another drink watching Zukkah talk to her. Rom didn't interrupt Zukkah only listening to the conversation about her being some sort of thunder god which was odd, but whatever maybe it was like those astrology stuff human girls were into.
The Saiyan got the bartenders attention and ordered Big Green Specials for the four of them which was a green mixed drink that tasted quite good. "I am ordering you all some Big Green's since I just finished up a job my bank account should be doing nicely," he said not mentioning how he had murdered a pigman still smalling a bit like bacon on his trench coat.
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Post by Raijin on Nov 8, 2019 13:45:08 GMT -8
Raijin could only find herself laughing at the response of the Saiyan, with the boast he had made it almost seemed to her like he was suddenly backing down from the offer when she actually called him to do so. Oh well, maybe she’d get to see the strength of the man another time, certainly she’d be curious to see if he was as strong as he had claimed. It was a rare person that could take apart an entire bar of angry drinkers on their own.
“Such a pity, to claim to slam the whole bar and then not do so...”
She took another swig of the bottle and sighed at the intrusion of another of their kind talking of the Saiyan power, from her point of view right now the Saiyan power seemed to consist of mostly boasting about what you would do, but she was being unfair to them really. He was being much more sensible than she was since they were in a bar after all and it wouldn’t do to trash the place just for her own amusement value.
“Hm you’re right though, I wouldn’t be able to be at full size if a fight did break out in here and frankly it’s no fun just slapping someone at this height.”
She stared at the strange green offering made by the other saiyan and sniffed the drink carefully before necking it and refilling her glass with some of the bottle she’d been drinking from, leaving the glass almost meticulously half way between her and Zukkah she added.
“Alright, so maybe fighting is out of the question, but surely you have some tales of heroism, well bravery and overcoming the odds. Feats of strength. That kind of thing, an impressive foe overcome or a tricky challenge negotiated successfully. A good story like that is worth a glass of the good stuff for sure.”
She shot Romanus a bit of a strange look, she wasn’t sure what to make of him yet nor the nature of the job. She doubted he meant it in the same way that she had a job, since it didn’t just pay out like that and that’d be called out as it’s payday instead of just done a job? It might even be something illegal and that would certainly be something of interest to her to hear about. Work for people of strength hadn’t really crossed her mind until now. Well, save for that week she’d been a bouncer and then lost the job over injuries suffered by customers at her hands.
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Post by Zukkah on Nov 8, 2019 21:58:23 GMT -8
Zukkah was still unsure of what to think of the woman, but he knew that she was arrogant and clearly drinking away at the liquor just to tease him. A smirk rose over his face before he took another swig of the beer, then placed it down on the bar, and looked at her and the bottle in her hand. When she spoke of not being able to fight at full size, the saiyan kind of shifted his head in a confused way. "Full size? You can change your height?" He asked curiously. With what she had said, Zukkah was growing more curious to who this woman really was, but for now it was only right to give her a chance.
Yes Zukkah was a bit soft for his kind, but it was because of how he was raised. His mother and father were both good hearted saiyans, who survived by hunting the islands far from where they were now, but Zukkah wanted more in his life, not the boring life his parents were living. It was time for the young warrior to strive on his own, even if that meant knocking some heads in every once in awhile. There was still so much for the saiyan to learn, so why not go out and enjoy himself and learn to live on his own.
It was nice having Romanus at his side. The man was a more serious saiyan with goals and many different feats, and that was probably why Zukkah enjoyed his company so much. When Rom ordered them all an extra round of the big greens special, he knew that the night would be a very entertaining one for sure. "Damn, the big greens, huh? That stuff stinks like piss, but gets the job done. Since Lottus is being a whore, I'm taking his shot." He called out, then grabbed up the small glasses in both hands. The saiyan knew better to sniff the liquid, so he downed one right after the other without breathing in. He winced from the fiery sensation he felt going down his throat, until it began to settle in his belly.
Just as Raijin spoke up once more, the saiyan couldn't help but to put his attention back on her. "Heroism? I am nobody special. Just another saiyan who trained with my father ever since I could remember." He responded to her, then took a glance at the bottle, noticing that it was getting lower and lower. At this point, he didn't care about the liquor, he was more focused on having a good time with the people around him.
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Post by Romanus on Nov 9, 2019 2:08:42 GMT -8
Enter the Demi-God
Part 3
Romanus Intro | The Winery Dogs "Oblivion"
Zukkah commented on the drinks saying "big green's taste like piss" as Romanus replied with a chuckle, "well they do take the edge off and thats what counts" Rom replied wanting something to hit his system with a little more of a punch, whether Raijin or Zukkah had noticed or not the Saiyan has not fully calmed down since he took at the squealer of a beastman before arriving at the bar. The Saiyan had to hold his mug very tightly and press his free hand had down on the table not to show that he was shaking still from the adrenaline rush, the only thing giving away that he was on edge was him shaking his knee up and down under the bar table before noticing and immediately stopping it.
The Saiyan glanced at the black haired girl as she seemed to sniff the green drink as Rom closed his eyes and guzzled his own green beverage down and grabbing his mug still full of beer not really knowing what to make of Raijin. If she was a human she seemed not have no fear of Saiyans like most human's seemed too, so the Saiyan thug guessed with the way she boasted she maybe stronger than she looked, though he was not fully sure and starting to get buzzed which was easing his nerves after that job with the pigman.
It was Raijin's next question that sorta took the Saiyan back as she asked, "Alright, so maybe fighting is out of the question, but surely you have some tales of heroism, well bravery and overcoming the odds. Feats of strength. That kind of thing, an impressive foe overcome or a tricky challenge negotiated successfully. A good story like that is worth a glass of the good stuff for sure." She asked as Rom restrained himself struggling to find the words of what to say instead taking another huge drink of beer finally saved as Zukkah spoke up taking about just being a Saiyan who was trained by his father as he put it.
Romanus could have said the same that he too had been trained by his surviving parent his mother, but he decided not too not wanting to bring up his such things as he thought about his criminal life with the Avado Clan, I mean hell his trench coat smelled like bacon he had just murdered somebody just 30 minutes ago.
He thought about Marjhan's big brained ideals for a moment, but he wasn't an idealist like her he just wanted connect to the saiyan blood running through his veins. So he would not tell her of the person he used to be and told her what he wanted to be with burning ambition, "I'm a Saiyan Warrior, a real one, not the superficial bullshit either, I mean a real one, a conqueror of worlds like my ancestors." he said staring at Raijin with cold eyes that were deadly serious as if he had something to prove to the world and he was willing to burn it all down if need be. But what the hell was a Saiyan warrior without a homeworld or even a Saiyan Army to fight in? Those things had not existed for hundreds of years, the Saiyan hoped joining up with Saiyan's like Zukkah, Lottus and Marjhan could give him purpose for the path of the warrior.
Almost as if realizing he was getting way to serious, he tried to throw out a chuckle and raise his glass, "I guess you can say I am old school heh" he said trying to cover his ruthless ambitions with a bit of crude Saiyan charm, whether it worked of not Rom didn't know as he took another huge gulp of beer.
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Post by Raijin on Nov 13, 2019 9:35:30 GMT -8
Raijin gently shook the now empty glass of green stuff. It hadn’t been all that great, in fact it had almost made her gag at how bad it really was, but more importantly it meant she had access to a now empty glass with which she poured a measure from her own bottle of alcohol. She hadn’t really been intending to go through the bottle so fast, but at least the other two seemed inclined to provide her with drinks which was nice. She carefully placed the glass with her own booze about half way between herself and Zukka, giving him a light smile before adding with a wink.
“You’re not worried about me being bigger than you, are you? But seriously though. I’m actually a lot taller than I look.”
She looked a touch disappointed at the lack of reaction from Zukkah, a sharp intake of breath at not getting to hear a big story or some kind of accomplishment, giving him something of a hard stare for a moment or two before changing tactic a little and being a little more blunt in what she said to him. She paused for a little to compose her thoughts some and then spoke in a slightly grandiose voice
“I was expecting you to boast and show off a little? Like the time I was forced to do battle with a biker gang, seventeen strong they were though it would perhaps have been a more impressive feat had half of them not fled the moment I revealed my real status. Only one of them in the end was of merit to fight and once in a while I go buy him a drink for standing his ground and managing to land a serious blow upon me.”
She glanced across to Romanus and his strange little boast, that wasn’t the first time they had mentioned being a Saiyan. It was strange that she had not the foggiest damn idea what a Saiyan actually was. She had assumed it was just some kind of gang culture or group with a strange name, it wasn’t like there weren’t enough of them around that she’d have no idea what all of them were.
“See, he gets it even if what he was saying didn’t make a lotta sense. What’s so special about a Saiyan?”
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Post by Zukkah on Nov 13, 2019 16:17:39 GMT -8
Zukkah wasn't like his ancestors or even his parents. The saiyan was raised and treated like a human, besides when his father would take him out to train everyday. That was the only time he was able to learn and be like them because his father brought it out of him on purpose. With Zukkah's mother hating how saiyans always loved fighting, she tried to tame that side of her son by making him do things humans would do, like going to school to learn with the other earthlings, along with studying hard and making sure his homework was done.
Romanus on the other hand was the type of warrior his father wanted him to be like, but the warrior paid not attention to how they acted, only how they treated him and Rom and Zukk seemed to feed off of each other's personalities, like they were brothers. That was probably one of the main reasons the two saiyans worked so well together. "Romanus and I lived two totally different types of lives. He was born into a clan, to where I was born with nobody besides my mother and father." He called out, starting to get a bit irritated from the amount of questions being thrown their way.
His attention was put back on the woman, wondering what the hell she was up to, but he didn't ask any questions of his own just yet. Instead, the saiyan warrior motioned for another round of beers to the bartender. The man quickly nodded and grabbed two more brews for Romanus and Zukkah. "Sounds like this one enjoys fighting as much as we do." He announced, while cracking open the beer a d chugging most of it in an instant. Zukkah set the beer down and once again looked over to Raijin and the liquor bottle. "Two shots says you can't hit Rom or myself.." The saiyan called out to Raijin, hoping that she would accept the offer, allowing the two saiyans to potentially get even more drunk...
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Romanus
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Post by Romanus on Nov 14, 2019 20:25:43 GMT -8
Enter the Demi-God
Part 4
Romanus Intro | The Winery Dogs "Oblivion"
Romanus smirked as the seemingly ordinary black haired girl who seemed ordinary if not a lil snobby who was struggling with the big green drink. "Don't be a wimp girl, what you can't hang?" He teased as Raijin seemed to be occupied getting Zukkah's attention claiming she was taller than the seemed.
She seemed to be getting bored from what Rom could gather taking another drink of beer. “You’re not worried about me being bigger than you, are you? But seriously though. I’m actually a lot taller than I look.”
Her cocky voice started to annoy Rom as she explained fighting a biker gang, she also revealed she wasn't normal which started to peak Rom's interest as his tail twiched. "So she 8 to be a fighter, she seems to think very high of herself" he thought taking another beer.
She finally glanced at Rom saying something that irked him, “See, he gets it even if what he was saying didn’t make a lotta sense. What’s so special about a Saiyan?” He couldn't fathom a human not knowing what a Saiyan was, was she mocking him and his race as he looked back at Raijin trying to figure her out.
Before Romanus could speak Zukkah chatted it up before he could get a word out, but where Zukkah had words Rom was going to demonstrate. While Zukkah spoke he hoped Raijin and him noticed as he grabbed a ciggarete in on hand and ignited a burning torch of red ki on his index finger liting his smoke and Illuminating everything nearby in the dim lite bar in crimson quitting the chatter in the bar as people gawked.
He took a hit of his cig and then snapped his burning index finger against his thumb which a snapping sound putting out there red flame on his finger as red sparks of his ki floated in the air like fire flies before the all faded.
"What's so special about a Saiyan?" He muttered exhaling a puff of smoke staring down Raijin with a more serious look. Zukkah mentioned that he thought she liked to fight as much as them.
Screech! Rom's bar stool skid as he stood up ignoring his friends Zukkah's call for shots for the time being. "A human who thinks she can fight as good as us Saiyans huh? I call bullshit!" He would walk up to Raijin kneel a bit and with on hand pick up the black haired girl on her bar stool as high in the air as he could if she didnt do anything
"Opsy!" He grinned twisting and bobbing and the bar stool up and down, "better hold on lil human girl! I wouldn't want to drop you and make you mad!" he said trying to scare her and make her curvy features giggle to embarrass her while showing off his strength easily picking her up with the barstool like it was nothing.
Rom was calling out what he though was a drunk human woman in over her head who he could mess around with and scare her a lil.
Romanus Intro | Richie Kotzen "You Can't Save Me"
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