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Post by Majin Zam on Feb 8, 2020 11:52:37 GMT -8
Born to be Wild | 3 Star Mission (6000 Words Requirement)- Desert Wolf Motorcycles has begun a test run of motorcycles, and are aiming to find some good test riders to push the performance of their new Wolf Fang Choppers. It should be noted that there have been walk-offs for this job before because of the danger, but where there’s risk there is reward. Rewards: you also get a first edition Wolf Fang Chopper. Sun played among the clouds, occasionally shining brilliantly. Warm winds danced across the vast wilderness of Southern Lands. Sharp eyes could spot pieces of paper riding the gusts. Some travelers even got a real close look, as the flier basically slapped them in the face. It was branded with the logo of Desert Wolf Motorcycles. Wildly scrawled ink held an energetic message. 'Are you bad enough dude to test our latest, greatest patch of Wolf Fang Choppers? We are looking for the wildest hog riders to push our bikes to their limits. Apply at our main office today!' The paper even included a map that was... eh... accurate enough. Not like there were that many buildings around here anyway. The aforementioned main office was at the edge of Southern Demonlands, right by one of the few actual roads around. It was more of a glorified garage than any sort of office though. Menacing thugs wearing dark leather tinkered with bikes and occasionally howled at each other’s crude jokes. The biggest one of them, a towering pig man with a bandanna and a bushy beard, sauntered around shouting orders. Few guys were ordered to carry wheels over there. A couple others were sent to fetch gas. And somebody better clean up that oil spill before he would put his boot up somebody’s a... “Hi~!”A sudden silence fell upon the garage. All eyes turned towards the chiming sound. ...And blinked in unison when they saw a small girl. While she seemed human enough, her pink skin and pale horns set her apart. With her white baggy pants, black bandeau and golden jewelry, she resembled a genie that had popped out of a storybook. Well, maybe the truth was even stranger than that. The sight was odd enough to give the grizzled foreman a pause. “Uhhh... Hi.” He sized her up with his gaze. How had a little kid wandered all the way out here? His quizzical stare stopped on the piece of paper she was clutching. Oh hey, that was one of their fliers. “Are... are you here for the job...?” He was already trying to figure out how to turn her down gently. Boss Hogman wasn’t the kind of guy to make kids cry, you know. Mission WC: 379/6000 Natural PL: 9109 Tag: Baccer Celerai
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Post by Baccer on Feb 8, 2020 12:32:01 GMT -8
It was a rather sunny day outside when the first posters appeared. While riding bikes was never his strong suit, Baccer couldn't really pass up a chance like that. If he wanted to truly become his own person, moving around freely was paramount. Besides, it might be fun learning a skill like that. Luckily the Bugman was relatively close to the main office. As he walked closer he noticed the commotion the girl was causing. Given he had never seen anything like her before he was naturally rather curious. But what the hell, better introduce himself to his employers. While the desert wolf leader was still trying to wrap his head around the first applicant, a figure emerged behind her and stood at the door. "excuse me, is this the building where I apply for this 'chopper testing'" he asked in a curious tone, looking around. It was fair to say that the desert Wolf leader's day was... weird, to say the least. First a pink child, now a teenage-looking... Bugman?. Before he had time to reply, the bio-android seemed to notice one of the choppers "oh, this looks cool. Are these the bikes boss?" he asked. Baccer had to admit, they looked cool. And from what he'd heard, they were quite fast too. While the leader was having a trying to collect his thoughts, some of the desert wolves were having a blast with the circus' worth of applicants "cmon chief, let them have their fun. We did put up the application after all". Before the leader could respond, the wolf leaned closer "cmon, worse comes to worst they'll probably get a good life lesson. Plus, I and the boys are already betting on which one will drop out first". While the leader wasn't really keen on letting these... children? ride his bikes, his men did have a point... Personal WC: 310 Mission WC: 689 Natural PL: 1090 Tag: Celerai Majin Zam
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Post by Celerai on Feb 8, 2020 17:28:25 GMT -8
Pavo has been pestering Celerai to bring him to this 'bike testing' thing.. and to be honest.. Celerai had never ridden a bike before. Pavo seemed to love those stuff so, what to do that to make your students happy. This would be a day in which he doesn't have to go through some hectic training anyways. As the Saiyan walked along the road, in his white baggy pants, and his green and white gi, he followed his student, which was wearing his regular dark blue gi. "Come on, I don't wanna be late.""Come on, wai-."The kid went.. flying in the air, and Celerai was forced to followz focusing his ki on lifting himself into the air. His aura exploded around him, and he leaped off, as he tried to catch up with Pavo. "Come on, wait up, haha."Feeling the cool air brushing against his face was.. pretty pleasing, even though training would be much more fun. Suddenly, the boy went swooping down, with his violet aura enveloping his body, and his landed with his aura dissipating. Once Celerai landed, something immediately caught his attention. This ki.. it's extremely familiar… Was it..? "Zam? Why would she.. a bike test? Huh?"
Once he saw Pavo running over to the pink figure, it all made sense. Poke! Poke! Poke! "Hey Zam, remember me?"
Celerai ran over in excitement, as he was surprised and at the same time glad to see his pink little friend. "Hey Zam, what brings you here today? I didn't that you liked bikes. I actually came to test some with Pavo. His idea."Standing beside her, was a rather.. weird.. species. Celerai has never seen some one.. like that before. He looked like a teenager, probably the same age as Zam. "You too? My name's.. "He then looked at Zam, knowing that she called him 'Mister Punchy', he whispered at what seemed to be his ear. ".. Celerai. But just call me Mister Punchy while I'm around Zam." "And what should I call you? I've never seen anything of your kind before, could explain to me where you're from?"Yeah, it was kinda weird. Even Pavo was obviously confused himself. Everyone inside of the garage was staring at the four random people that came to test out the motorcycles. Yeah, and.. Pavo himself didn't know where to start. WC: 392 Total Mission WC: 1081 | 6000 Starting PL: 15411
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Post by Majin Zam on Feb 9, 2020 1:06:31 GMT -8
The girl cocked her head curiously. “Job?” She echoed the quizzical tone right back. Before the puzzled parties could confuse each other further, another stranger entered the garage. Emphasis on strange. More silent staring ensued. Now these men were rough, tough and ultra buff, having seen all kinds of things on the road... But a blue bugman was definitely a first. Especially talking one. After some quiet whispering, the boys came to an agreement. A job was a job and help was help. One of them leaned closer to their boss, trying to convince him too. Meanwhile, Zam turned her attention towards the newcomer. The golden gaze glimmered with curiosity. This new person looked kinda like a crii... cricy... Those noisy bugs. Ooh, would he do the noise too? She strutted over to the boy and circled around him. After some brief pondering and wondering, she suddenly chimed again. “Hm hm, Imma call you... Mister Buggy!” She nodded firmly at the one-sided decision. Good name? Great name~! She was the best at nicknames. Fortunately, the blue stranger was saved from further pestering by a familiar duo. Well, familiar to the little Majin anyway. The sudden poking caught her attention. “Mister Pokey! Mister Punchy!” When he asked why she was here, she only gave back a puzzled look. There was that new word again... But before she could ask about it, her attention span ran out. Instead, she pointed a hand towards the blue-colored bug person. If he was close enough, she would emphasize her words with insistent patting. Pat, pat, pat. “This is Mister Buggy!” Oh yes, the poor guy was stuck with that now. Finally Boss Hogman, having gathered his thoughts, cleared his throat. “Ahem, so I take it ya’ll here for the choppers.” The confident boom of his voice was suddenly interrupted by a cheery chime. “What’s a chopper?” The little Majin stared up at him with that same curious twinkle in her eye. Erm, okay. No biggie. Ol’ Hogman just had to use simpler words, right? “Uhh... The bikes.” ...Wrong. “What’s a bike??” Both sides were only growing more confused. “...Wha-but... Why are you even here???” Now that was a question she could answer. She lifted the scrunched up flier in her hand and waved it insistently. “I found this thingy! I wanna know what it says!” The realization left the bikers speechless. Yep... She couldn’t read. Mission WC: 1485/6000 Natural PL: 9109 Tag: Baccer Celerai
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Post by Baccer on Feb 9, 2020 3:35:19 GMT -8
While Baccer was talking to his potential new employee, and before the latter could give a clear answer, the pink girl from earlier began approaching and pestering him. Now, his mental capacity may be that of a genious, but his emotional one was equivilant to that of an eathling teenager. So once the pink girl started circling him and giving him weird names, he prepared a response. However, as he was about to give his "eloquent rebuttle" a pair of peculiar people entered the establishment. Baccer may not have known a lot about the world at that point, but out of the few things he knew, knowldge of sayans was a prominent trait. Since he was made using DNA from the strongest, sayans were a very big part of his genetic code. And while he knew them as warriors, this one seemed surprisingly friendly. As the sayan warrior leaned in and gave him the... strange request of calling him 'mr. punchy' the bio-android was understandably rather confused. How could a sayan stoop so low as to be compacent to the nickname a child gave him. Weren't they supposed to go on and on about their pride or something. Well, one thing was for sure, he was now positively intrigued "I see, a pleasure to meet you cel... Mr. Punchy" the bugman reluctantly replied before leaniing in too "my name is Baccer... why exactly do we have to play along with this?" he whispered, rather puzzled on how the whole situation was proceeding As the pink girl revealed the fact she couldn't actually read, the wolf leader's eyes widened "So you ARE just a kid?. Look, girly. I don't want to be mean, but we're testing out bikes here. Like, fast machines that go 'vroom''vroom'" he ignored the snickers of his employees as he described a motorcycle in such basic terms "they go fast, and you may fall. And if you fall, you will get hurt. Wouldn't you prefer you go play with some toys instead?" he asked. The man may be a hardass, but even he wouldn't go around putting children onto high-speed vehicles. The other three he may be able to work with... well... maybe he'd just keep the human looking ones. But no matter how odd she was, the pink one was just a child... right? Post WC: 388 | 698 Mission WC: 1873 | 6000 Natural PL: 1095
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Post by Celerai on Feb 11, 2020 15:36:33 GMT -8
That was a good question. Did they really have to go through this? He leaned in again, whispering "Don't you know that Zam's a majin? Majin.. majins are normally the vicious species. Given, she is pretty friendly, but.. I really don't want to get her angry, if you know what I'm saying."Since Zam mostly stayed on the forest.. well.. that's what Celerai thought.. it was expected that she wouldn't know what bike was. Then if she didn't know what it was, and she didn't know anything about doing a job, why is she here. The guy in the garage got pretty pissed and.. that might cause a problem. Celerai went over to him, after he lectured the majin saying "Uhh, excuse me. I don't think that's a good idea. But.. I'm an adult, twenty years old to be specific. I might look a bit younger because.."He didn't exactly know if this guy had a problem with 'Saiyans', so he just said.. ".. of something, but.. just explain to her what a bike is, and uhh.. I'll accompany them while they're testing the bikes. I'm going to be testing some bikes also."He said. After hearing this, the guy took a deep breath and continued. "Ok so, after you're finished testing the bikes, we will have a race. If you participate in this race, you have a chance of winning a bike for yourself. Nice, huh? But.. on one condition. You'll have to impress me. Ok so, let me show you where to start."Some men then brought out some bikes, four to be specific, and then he started talking to them. It took a few minutes, which is why Pavo kinda got bored, and he went to Zam saying "Hey Zam, I'm bored. Wanna play?"And.. yeah, he started to poke her again. Poke! Poke! Poke! Once he realized that she wanted someone to read the paper in her hand, he said "Oh, let me help you with that."And then, he read it to her… 'Are you bad enough dude to test our latest, greatest patch of Wolf Fang Choppers? We are looking for the wildest hog riders to push our bikes to their limits. Apply at our main office today!'"There."WC: 374 | 766 Total Mission WC: 2247 | 6000 Starting PL: 15411
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Post by Majin Zam on Feb 12, 2020 0:30:11 GMT -8
When the big boss explained the vroom vrooms and told the girl to go play with toys instead, Zam’s smile flipped into a sulky pout. “I’m not a kid anymore... I’m a big girl...” Up until now, the odd power dwelling within her had felt as tiny as her stature. Occasionally it would rise with her excitement, spiking to ridiculous heights, only to come plummeting down the very next second. Trying to get an accurate estimate was like listening to a tall tale told by a child. A never-ending lie without beginning, end or even a sensible middle. However, now it trembled with her words. Unfortunately, the little Majin’s protests fell to deaf ears. Instead, the big boss shifted his focus onto the three others. Now these fellows seemed rough and tough enough to handle his rides. While he explained the conditions, Pavo’s poke stole Zam’s attention. Her eyes glimmered when the boy displayed a mythical skill... of reading. She was amazed at how he could turn the weird squiggly things into words. His words reignited her excitement. She turned to one of the bikes, eager to investigate how one could ride this metal thing. Before she could get close though, the big, burly boss stepped in her way. “Oh, no, not you, kiddo. Sorry, but this is for big dudes only. Go home, I mean it.” Gentle yet firm, that was the way to deal with kids. Deathly silence swept across the garage. Suddenly, the gentle gold in the girl’s gaze turned to eerie crimson. There was a sinister tingle in the air. Something wicked. Something... demonic. The tiny hands balled into trembling fists. “No fair...” A strange whistling sound crept into the air, reminiscent of a boiling tea kettle. As it grew louder, actual steam started shooting from the holes lining her arms and chest. The hot gouts ruffled her hair with each whistle. Bolts of unstable energy started crackling across her skin. She vented her frustration as maturely as one might expect. ...By stomping her foot and shouting. “I wanna ride too! I wanna! IwannaIwannaIwanna!” The concrete floor cracked under her foot. As she fumed, her power erupted into a massive, pink blaze. It ticked rapidly from single digits to double... triple... quadruple... quintuple... Rising without any regard for logic or limits. The earth trembled and the wind howled. For those with senses sharp enough to keep track, the surge peaked just beyond seventeen thousand. Welp, so much for not making her angry. Mission WC: 2670/6000 Natural PL: 9109 Tag: Baccer Celerai
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Post by Baccer on Feb 12, 2020 1:10:17 GMT -8
as the boss began briefing them about the motorcycles, Baccer crossed his arms and listened to the sayan, raising a brow at his words "a majin huh?. I don't think i was briefed about those. However, it shouldn't be too much of an issue, right?. You're a saiyan, and from what i can tell, a warrior of incredible power. I thought you guys love fighting strong opponents" it was definitely peculiar, finding a saiyan that seemed reserved about confronting an opponent. And besides, while Zam seemed powerful, her power level stood way below even his. The saiyan could probably take her without any problem. Of course, the android had no energy reading of his own, so it was impossible for anyone present in the room to gauge his power. That's how baccer preferred it However, the android was caught off guard completely once the pink girl began throwing her tantrum. He instinctively fell into a guard stance in front of this overwhelming pressure. This power... how could a monster like this even exist. It absolutely dwarfed his. However, no matter what he had to keep his cool. Baccer took advantage of the confusion and surprise of everyone to get back into a casual stance, hoping nobody noticed his bewilderment. The boss biker was absolutely stunned, bbeing confronted with a situation he'd never been in before. He didn't need energy reading powers to understand that the kid was a monster of immense power, and could probably kill everyone in this room "Ok, ok. You'll get to ride a bike girly. Just calm, down" He said, keeping his distance but still being more courageous than his subordinates, who had darted back to the other side of the warehouse by now, trembling in their boots. He had worked with a few ki users back in the day, but none of the martial artists he'd smuggled goods for had nearly as menacing a prescence as this... kid?. Honestly, he couldn't even tell by now WC: 330 | 1028 Mission WC: 3000 Natural PL: 1090
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Post by Celerai on Feb 15, 2020 9:28:34 GMT -8
"Who said that I didn't like fighting strong opponents? I absolutely love fighting. I have it as a hobby. Yeah. Is it just because I'm nice? Are saiyans supposed to be bad? No."Yeah, he was kinda scared about it.. and it happened. Zam got angry because the gut didn't want her to ride the bike.. and.. once she started to raise her ki.. he could feel her enormous power growing.. and growing.. and growing. She was way stronger than Celerai at this point, and even though all of this happened, he smiled, even though he felt sorry for the man. Finally, this is the power I wanted to face off with. Zam is really strong, and I can't wait to finally spar with her. As he was about to say something, the guy finally decided to let her ride the bike, and that was a relief.. a huge one. He went up to the guy, after everything was.. ok.. saying.. "I told you. Didn't I?"Yeah, and Pavo kinda stopped with the poking game. He got a bit terrified. WC: 180 | 956 Total Mission WC: 3180 | 6000 Starting PL: 15411
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Post by Majin Zam on Feb 15, 2020 10:40:45 GMT -8
Giving in to a child’s tantrum tended to set up a poor example... But what other choice was there when said child had enough power to level a village? As Boss Hogman relented, Zam’s expression immediately brightened. “Yaaay~!” With her jubilant glee, the menacing energy faded away as quickly as it had flared. Back to the usual, nonsensical numbers... She hurried over to the closest bike, a black chopper far too big for her small frame. Curiously she studied it... And brought her hands beneath the chassis. “Hmm... Hup!” She hoisted the heavy vehicle above her head with frightening ease. Like it was a mere toy. Aaaand out the door she went. “Weeeee~!”Meanwhile, the mechanics blinked in unison. Their leader managed to get out a weak mutter. “...Someone should probably go tell her, but it ain’t gonna be me.” He wasn’t going to tell that little freak of nature how to live her life. Besides, if his bike could handle her, then it could handle anything. Quickly the rattled man gathered his composure and cleared his throat. “Ahem, anyway...” He turned his attention onto the more mature testers and gestured at the remaining rides. “Go ahead and pick your bikes. Get a feel for them. Ride as much as you like.” His beauties were fully fueled and ready to go, you know. Giving the remaining riders ample time to make their picks, Boss Hogman brought up the real hook of the day. “When you’re ready, we’ll have that race.” He clicked his fingers and one of the mechanics came over with a map. Tracing his finger along the route, he named the notable landmarks. “We’ll drive along the Dead Man’s Trail... climb the Dead Man’s Cliff... leap over the Dead Man’s Canyon... circle around the Bunny Rabbit Rock... and then drive back here.” Wrapping up the explanation, he folded his arms. “If you beat me, you get to keep your bike.” A devilish grin played on his features. “If.” He wasn’t the boss for nothing, you know. “Now then, boys... Start your engines.”Mission WC: 3535/6000 Natural PL: 9109 Tag: Baccer Celerai
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Post by Baccer on Feb 16, 2020 9:08:57 GMT -8
Baccer looked at the Pink girl picking up the bike and running out, blinking in surprise as he seemed to want to say something, but on second thought decided to keep it to himself. The reality of the situation was that he also started getting rather excited for the race. Those bikes looked cool. In truth, his own emotional maturity was not that greater than Zam's. However he was at that point in his teens where he wanted to hide just how emotionally immature he was, and as a result he tried to seem rather disinterested. Eventually he got on the bike with a blank face he thought would look "cool" "so, if i understand correctly, we are to drive those around the countryside and back here, and we keep them if we beat you?" he asked, wanting to confirm the info he just received as he got onto the bike and started the engine " yeh, that's about it. Now, we'll go set up on that line in front of our headquarters" he pointed at a white line on the road, seemingly marked there with chalk. Seeing zam still running around, carrying her bike in her arms, he looked at the other testers "sayy... would one of you fellas be kind enough to informe the girl of what exactly she'll be doing?. I'd go there myself but you see, i am rather preoccupied with setting up the race" That was a lie, of course. But these three seemed rather odd as well. Maybe they would have better luck than him with bringing the girl to her senses. Tho if the boss was to be honest with himself, the girl could keep the bike. He wasn't gonna be the one to try and take it from her. Regardless of wether or not anyone would go and confront the kid, Boss hogman set everything up so the race would go smoothly. He was a man of his word, and cheating was something he wouldn't allow. Once everyone was ready he looked around "oh yeah, and one last thing. Crashing means disqualification. Disqualification means: you lose the race. Understood?" he asked the participants, Baccer nodding in acknowledgement as he revved his engine. Man that sounded good WC: 373/1401 Mission WC: 3908 Natural PL: 1090
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Post by Celerai on Feb 19, 2020 14:41:20 GMT -8
It was pretty weird in how she got so happy once the guy told her that she could ride one of the bikes. After she took a look at the bike she went sailing out of the garage. Well.. Celerai and Pavo decided to check out a few themselves. "Hey Celerai, I'm going to win one of these bikes for myself. You'll see.""Are you asking for a competition? Because.. I'm up for competition. It's on."They both conversed, as they scanned the bikes with their eyes. After Celerai and Pavo chose the bikes that they wanted, Pavo kinda had to show Celerai how to use the bike, and how to start it. After which, they both started their engines. "How about a pre-race before we get the real race over with?""I guess.. ok. Let's do it."They both looked in front, and their bikes roared deeply as they looked at the path ahead. "GO!"And.. they were gone. Pavo wanted to catch up with Zam anyways.. he loves her company. Exhaust was emitted from the engines, as they went down the small trail, and turned around, repeating the process.. "Come on, catch up."Pavo really wanted to win that bike anyways.. while Celerai wanted to fight Zam.. or train at least. WC: 213 | 1169 Total Mission WC: 4121 | 6000 Starting PL: 15411
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Post by Majin Zam on Feb 20, 2020 1:47:44 GMT -8
Running outside onto the dusty road, the cheery Majin rushed around aimlessly. Excitement rising! Overflowing! Eventually she set down her new toy. Curiously she circled around it. Her eyes were drawn to the shiny, polished metal and the weird horn thingies at the front. It had two round rubber legs, kind of like those car things she had seen in some villages. Under the scorching sun, the black parts took in all the ambient heat and then some. She gave the black leather seat a tentative pat. Then two more. Pat pat. A bright smile appeared on her features. Soft and warm~! She hopped onto the bike and continued her investigation. A sudden roar stole Zam’s attention. It sounded like a hungry wolfie! Ooh, she loved petting and hugging furry creatures! Her eyes darted around, eager to find the source of the sound. Much to her puzzlement though, she instead saw the others riding on their toys. Except that... Their toys were growling and puffing smoke! Her eyes started twinkling as she watched the others zoom around. She wanted to do that too! With renewed fervor, she bounced on the seat of her bike. Maybe... Hers was asleep! And she needed to wake it up! She patted the machine insistently. “Okay, shiny wolfie! Wake up! Let’s go!” Patting intensified. ...And absolutely nothing happened. So once again the golden gaze was drawn to the others. It was a little known secret, but Majins were notorious for their ability to mimic others. Some could copy complex fighting techniques simply by seeing them once. There was even an ancient saying that went ‘Majin see, Majin do’. ...What? It was totally a real saying! Anyway... The pink creature studied the others carefully. Her hands were drawn to the horns, more commonly known as the steering. Likewise, her legs found their places on the bike’s sides. She twisted the throttle! ...And still nothing. Because the engine wasn’t on. She had completely missed that last part. Her confusion slowly soured into a frown. Frustration... Rising... Mission WC: 4464/6000 Natural PL: 9109 Tag: Baccer Celerai
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Post by Baccer on Feb 20, 2020 8:04:47 GMT -8
Baccer Looked at everyone starting to play around with their own bikes, and decided to do the same. He knew what a bike was, mostly because Red Ribbon personnel sometimes moved around on those. Never something of this caliber though. He could tell this model was meant for speed. Someone like him on top of a motorcycle was a rather comical spectacle, and he still couldn't figure out how to comfortably tuck his tail so it wouldn't get in the way of him sitting. Eventually he thought he had the basics down. And that was when he noticed the majin was also riding her own motorcycle. However hers seemed to be completely dead. To be fair, he wouldn't think of activating the engine either if he hadn't seen boss hogman do it in front of him. He was still a little weary of her, given her earlier display of power. However helping her out wouldn't hurt. Besides, he was the ultimate lifeform. What was there to fear "Hey, having trouble there?" he rode in closer and asked the majin. It was the first time these two interacted, and thus he didn't quite know that she was getting angry, resulting in him approaching carelessly "have you tried turning on the engine, you take the key on the front and turn it. It should start up that way" he said in a neutral tone. While he was curious, he didn't want to get too involved with this unpredictable creature. She was too childish. Of course he was saying that ignoring his own childishness and pride. In reality he was rather interested about interacting with someone rather similar to him. They were both very powerful creatures, alien to this world that hadn't fully matured yet. Subconsciously, he wondered how she dealt with her own feelings of alienation, or if she had those to begin with
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Post by Celerai on Feb 22, 2020 4:40:01 GMT -8
Man, it was fun having Pavo around, but it was also.. sometimes.. boring. Yeah this was fun, but Celerai was bored. He wondered why he had to go through with this. His schedule got totally messed up, as he wanted to train today. But.. what to do. It was a bit fun spending time with his student anyways. At the moment, Celerai was trying to restart the bike, as it broke down while he was riding it along the road. "I'll be back, Pavo."
While Celerai carried the bike inside the garage to get a new one, Pavo decided to do what Baccer said.. tell Zam that we were going to do a race, instead of actually play with it.. like she's doing right now. Celerai did explain to him that majin's are pretty vicious and that he should exactly try to convince s majin to do something, or they would feel offended. That includes Zam. Zam was nice, but as Pavo had just saw when Mister Hogman denied her riding the bike, she raged out, and her power increased immensely.. higher than Celerai's. Even though Pavo hasn't felt Celerai's full power, he didn't exactly understand how to.. sense ki. But for sure.. he knew that that burst of energy was a big one. He started off on a good note. Poke! Poke! Poke! Poke! Poke! He poked her in the back. But before he did so.. he realized that she was frustrated, and partially sad. But why? Oh, yes. "Oh. Do you want to start the bike? Don't worry, I'll show you how to."His eyes scanned the bike, as he looked for the key input of the bike, so that he could start the engine. "There. Do you see that key right there? You have to turn it, like this."He stretched his arm over the steering and turned the key that was in-between it, and.. as expected.. it worked. The bike started to roar, pretty loud. "If you want to ride the bike, once you're sitting on it, and you've started it with the key, you then hold in to the steering, like this."
He hopped on to his bike, and held the steering, revving it, to show exactly he gets the bike moving. "Come on, don't you want to ride with us. If you do, you could carry that home, and you can ride it all day and night."That was a lie. If she rides it too much, it's going to need fuel. But.. whatever. Meanwhile, Celerai was trying to find a better bike, so that he could just get this day over with. This time, he picked up the white one. As he stepped outside, he looked along the road where the race would take place, and saw the white chalk line. Baccer was helping help out Mister Hogman to set up for the race, but.. where was Pavo? He tried to sense his ki, and once he did, he realized that he was just down there helping out Zam with her bike. Thank goodness, he was ok. Celerai didn't feel like riding the bike anymore.. at least not at the moment. Instead, he just went to help the staff setup for the race. "Do you guys want a tent to be set up? I could help you with that."WC: 556 | 1725 Total Mission WC: 5020 | 6000 Starting PL: 15411
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