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Post by Majin Zam on Mar 21, 2020 11:09:37 GMT -8
West City, the shining jewel of Central Lands was famous for a certain place... A place where on foretold days people clashed fiercely in pursuit of a glorious prize... Majin Moo’s! ...Oh, and there was some small fighting arena or something too, but today nobody cared about that. See, today the parlor was running its famous promotion, selling the legendary Ultra Deluxe Triple Decker Cookie Crunch Rocky Road Special. With rainbow sprinkles. Stories said a single spoonful was sweet enough to send one to heaven. Unfortunately, such a special treat was incredibly expensive and difficult to make, so only ten fast, rich and lucky people would ever get a taste. Scorching sun shone from a cloudless sky. The air wavered with the rising heat. It was the perfect weather for a cold treat. Every ice cream parlor and stand in the city was crowded. But Majin Moo’s... That place was starting to look like a warzone. The entrance was clogged from the amount of people trying to cut the line and squeeze inside. Loud bickering filled the air. People were getting rudely shoved and elbowed left and right. Somewhere an uppity mother smacked another with her purse. Few steps away a snotty brat bit an elderly man, who responded with his cane. The whole situation was a powder keg, just waiting for a spark... ...And one juuuust walked into the scene. A small girl wandered around the corner. At a glance she resembled a human. Um... Vaguely. If one didn’t count her pink skin, black sclera and pale horns peeking from her messy hair. Wearing a black bandeau and puffy white pants, she kind of looked like a genie of a lamp. She even had a twinkle of magic in her aura. Except this little genie didn’t really grant wishes... Her tiny nose twitched curiously, leading her along. Something smelled super delicious! And it was coming from that weird house! She wandered as close as she could, staring quizzically at the pushy adults. Ooh, were they here for the delicious thing too? Before the little Majin could join the fray, a long limousine suddenly stopped by the parlor. From inside stepped a scrawny, short man with dark shades and a purple suit. He was accompanied by a small army of brawny bodyguards. Zam briefly wondered if he was made of chocolate... Buuut he didn’t smell like it. Instead, he reeked of smoke and something weird... The sharp-dressed stranger clicked his fingers and the bodyguards started clearing a way. Violently. People were pushed and even tossed aside as he and his crew marched forward. “‘Scuse me. Outta the way, star comin’ through. Yo, watch the suit.” No amount of complaints could break his stride. WC: 458 | 458 Tags: Jade Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Mar 22, 2020 13:22:07 GMT -8
It was the truth… for all that time she’d trained as a hermit, Wakana spent a lot more of her life fighting over food than pride nowadays. She’d scuffled in West City’s arena once or twice, but it’d been miserable. Getting into fights over Majin Moo’s? Now that was a thrill. As if a Saiyan could keep up with a Majin’s appetite… such pathetic oafs. And, frankly, if she’d get in a fight over a regular meal, the promise of the UDTDCCRRS was just asking for war instead. But, while she couldn’t say she was polite or ladylike, Waka did believe in some fairness. She’d gone so far as to camp out the night before to get her chance. Sleeping in the rough didn’t really bother her, after all, and if there was a delicacy up for grabs it was no doubt worth it. She didn’t like to think she was motivated by her gluttony, but… there were special occasions! And it wasn’t like it was free, anyway. She deserved this, surely! Some people fussed over fashion, some people fought over power levels; she just wanted the meal of a lifetime. T-Totally normal! Alas… the heat had not been nice to wake up to, and things just went downhill from there. With her sweater wrapped around her waist, Waka looked even more intimidating than usual as her stoic expression had gradually gained a furrowed brow from her sheer frustration. She considered herself a very calm and composed person, in no small part thanks to her training, but her patience was seriously beginning to wear thin at this point. The heat, the bickering all around her, the people pushing and begging and bothering; it was all piling up. She just had to calm down, and focus… reach into herself, and find that familiar energy. She was near the front of the line, so if she was just patient, it’d be fine… “Out of the way, please.”Waka barely even got to shoot a glare at the bodyguards' direction before they tried to shove her aside – a very difficult prospect, given her sheer size. Rousted from her meditation, she raised an eyebrow and gave her best thuggish look; head tilted to one side a little, sneer in her eye, bit of a fang showing. She glared down at the man in the suit, as if she was being bothered by a child… ”What d' you think you’re playing at, p-?“She didn’t get to finish her recital before she was met with a puff of horrendous smoke, seeping through the mass of black suits – it made Waka wheeze and give a cough, and that was enough for her to lose her cool after all the fuss she’d been through so far. She couldn’t stand smoke! And this was even worse than usual! She’d seriously blow up! Days of frustration boiled over, pink energy sparking in her hands; and her usual open palms became fists – and then, she was sent staggering backward. Waka was in shock, all that rage just rolling off of her – s-she’d just been chucked aside? This was a very rare experience for her, to say the least! With a huge thud, the fox fell backwards after stumbling a few steps. She’d totally lost her place in the line, after all that work… and, while most of the crowd had parted thanks to sheer size, a certain Majin was not so lucky as Waka toppled. While briefly dazed out of astonishment, Waka was at least quick to sit up and heave herself off of the poor girl. ”A-Ah, sorry, puppy…” rumbled the girl, unable to maintain her earlier fury as she awkwardly tried to parse what had just happened; ”What’s that mess 'll about? Some mafioso wants ice cream f'r him and the crew? What a scumbag…!”Gradually getting back to her feet, the heavy fox would glance Zam up and down – she hadn’t seen a Majin in a long time, she had to admit. It was refreshing, and a bit comforting. ”Hrm. You’re here for the meal, too, right? Uh… dumb question, I guess. But, you know how it is, don’t you? It’s stupid to steal world-class sweets from a Maj'n.” grumbled the girl, trying to find some rapport; ”Bringin' a crew is cheating, too…” And, gradually, gears began to turn in her head, at long last. Well, sometimes cheaters did prosper, so…
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Post by Majin Zam on Mar 24, 2020 4:49:59 GMT -8
While watching the weird group toss people around, Zam completely missed how the crowd scattered from around her. Aaand the heavy, staggering steps coming her way. A huge shadow was cast over her before the whole scene shook with a massive hefty thud. ...Who turned off the lights? When the towering woman got up, she would find a pink blob squished flat against the pavement. Like a piece of bubblegum someone had sat on... But evidently the blob didn’t mind, not if the cheery chime was any indication. “Nyeh, silly~! Zam is not a puppy!” Suddenly the blob wiggled and stretched. With a deeeep breath, the squished girl bounced back into her original shape. “Zam is a Majin, is what Zam is!”Nearby, a tanned, blonde girl caught the tall woman’s grumbling and scoffed. “Ugh, you’re, like, so ignorant and stuff.” She turned around just to shoot the woman a condescending stare. “Are you seriously saying you don’t, like, know Skittlez? Like, helllooo? The best rapper in the world?” Her gaze softened as she turned her focus back on the sharp-dressed star. “He loves ice cream more than anything, so he totes deserves to have all of it. I’m just here so I can watch him eat.” A soft sigh escaped her lips. After brief hesitation, she gathered her courage for a shout. “I love you, Skittlez!” The rapper waved back lazily. “Damn right you do, babe~!” Just hearing his smooth voice made her and many others swoon. Meanwhile, Zam approached the fox-tailed adult. And it was precisely the tail that had stolen her attention. So... Fluffy... Mesmerized by its motions, she reached out to touch it. Only the mention of a meal was potent enough to snap her out of the trance. She blinked before the question actually sank in and then nodded excitedly. “Yup yup! That ice cream smells super good and I wanna eat it!” While physically the odd duo was completely different, their souls were similar. ...Okay, maybe just appetites, but still. They both agreed that there was something delicious here today... And they wouldn’t leave without it... The small Majin cocked her head curiously. Somewhere deep inside the vacant space of her head sparked an idea... But first, she needed to ask something super important! Rising to her tippy toes, she insistently patted the stranger’s chest. Patpatpat. “Hey, hey Miss Doggy! Hey, listen!” Yes, that was the woman’s new nickname. No, she would not get to protest. “Do you like ice cream too?” Super important. And the patting only intensified. “Ooh and what does scumbag mean?” Yup, she had learned a new word! WC: 445 | 903 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Mar 24, 2020 7:30:40 GMT -8
In spite of her usual apathetic expression and prior frustration, Wakana genuinely brightened up as the Majin gave such a cheery reaction to the trouble; the cartoonish behaviour being unmistakable – no other race got away with that sort of thing. A tiny part of her remembered earlier days, made so much brighter by this sort of thing… if only. She couldn’t call herself a Majin, really, but she hoped she carried a little bit of that spirit. She was jealous, truly – but, more than that, she was just happy that such people even existed. For just a moment, her blank expression made way for a tiny smile. ”Right, right. Only a doofus would mistake a Majin for 'nything else. I got it, Zam.”
Alas, her smile faded almost immediately, as she was met with such a sudden explanation. Admittedly, the fox took it surprisingly well for her usual bad attitude – she was at least aware that she wasn’t the most knowledgeable person around, so she wasn’t going to immediately object to the lecture. Better than not knowing, right? And more than that… she wasn’t entirely clueless. ”Right… he was in the newpap'rs a few weeks back, w'sn't he? That last music video was kinda racy, I hear… not the interpr'tation of ‘Neapolitan’ the critics expected.” Waka held her chin in thought; her contemplative look seeming comically out of place compared to her size and dreary demeanour; ”But. I don’t think people have forgott'n how he embarrassed himself at the last awards cer'mony, either. Pushin' on stage… is no different to pushin' into a queue.”
Unsurprisingly, the blonde had left to rejoin the crowd around the massacred queue before Waka had even put her thoughts in order enough to start pondering aloud; leaving the fox talking to herself. She certainly wasn’t talking to Zam, anyway, as the Majin was busy fussing over her tail! ”People coming just to watch you eat… must be an easy life.” added the girl quietly, her tail waving idly behind her; albeit thankfully despite its size it seemed to be just out of reach for Zam – for the time-being, anyway. She’d nod along thoughtfully with the Majin’s exclamation; she couldn’t disagree, after all. It was nice to have someone so straightforward around, frankly!
Surveying the crowd, Waka was admittedly dumping most of her ideas for a plan in preference for the old ‘just charge straight through and apologise later’ approach, so Zam’s interruption was probably a wise one. Thankfully, the huge fox was fairly tolerant about being patted, regardless of the Majin’s target. Her chest was, admittedly, hard to miss, and the smaller girl would have to reach up to even do that much. ”Um. ‘Miss Doggy’…” began the ever-so-slightly flustered fox, though she wouldn’t be able to finish thinking through her objection before Zam continued; and a more important question was thrown into the fray: ”Ice cream… is import'nt to me. Doesn’t matter the flavour. They’re all good. Vanilla, strawberry, chocolate, rocky road, butter pecan, cookie dough, mint chocolate, chocolate chip, Neapolitan… ah, there it is again.”
Lost in thoughts of her appetite, Waka had to be pulled back to reality again by Zam’s question – and, even more patting. I-It was getting a bit – embarrassing, now. A tiny glimmer of a blush coloured the vixen’s face, but she kept her composure. ”A scumbag… is the kind of person who steals ice cream from pretty girls.” she answered slyly, a hint of smugness betraying her usual stoic expression. ”That kind of person is better off as dessert, in my opinion… well, maybe as an afternoon snack. Dessert’s for cute types…”
Finally, there was movement. ”---Looks like they’re open'ng soon.” rumbled Waka, seeing the clogged entrance get even more energetic; finally beginning to get even a tiny bit organised. ”Let’s go all in, Zam. I can’t watch a fellow glu- gourmand, miss out on such a treat; so I’ll stick with you.” It was a little unlike her, but Zam’s attitude had sparked a childish glee deep in the fox… even just being around her was more fun than just baking in the sun, anyway. ”What’s your move, bubblegum? If it was up to me… then, the only way to overshadow a punk like that… we’d have to make you an even bigger star.”
The Majin who had nothing to think about, and the wannabe-Majin who thought about nothing. Wakana… did not have many fun memories of being a kid. But, maybe she still had time to make them.
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Post by Majin Zam on Mar 25, 2020 3:41:23 GMT -8
Zam’s mouth turned into a waterfall of drool when her new friend started listing all the delicious flavors. Tiny stars twinkled in her eyes. She liked all of those! That meant... They were best friends now! Because that’s obviously how it worked. Her other friends didn’t like ice cream or other sweet things even nearly as much. They just ate mystery meat and drank that smelly adult juice... Bleh. That stuff was so bitter. Smiling brightly, she interjected with her own super important point. “Chocolate’s my favorite!” ...Of course it was. However, the explanation snapped the smaller Majin out of her sweet thoughts. “S-steals ice cream...?” Utter shock flashed across her features. She recoiled with a dramatic gasp. “But that’s bullying!” Truly the worst crime in the world. Her eyes changed, turning from gentle gold to eerie crimson. Unsettling energy started seeping from deep within her body. She directed a miffed glare at the rapper, who had muscled his way to the very front of the queue. “Sooo he’s here to steal my ice cream too...” Well, her guess wasn’t exactly wrong. Mister Skittlez had more than enough money to buy the whole place empty and he hadn’t gotten famous by sharing... As the doors to the temple of deliciousness opened, a wave of sweet scents washed over the crowd. The hungry mass started moving. Some sought a taste, others just... wanted to watch their idol eat... At any rate, the place was filling quickly. The cashiers wore their cheeriest smiles, but moved with the efficiency of trained warriors. Even the sight of the famous star stepping inside couldn’t phase them anymore. ...Or maybe he was just a regular. Aaanyway, his dulcet tones sang above even the murmuring crowd. “Ayo I’m here for tha U to the DTDCCRRS. Eight cups, one spoon, oh yeah.” Eight out of ten, gone in an instant... If the more mature one of the Majin duo had any bright ideas, now was the time. Quickly now, before... ...Uh oh. Unfortunately for everyone involved, Zam just got an idea... She raised her hand towards the skies and splayed her fingers. Unstable energy started crawling up her arm, forming a crackling orb. It pulsed and grew as she poured more power into it. From the size of a marble... To a baseball... Bowling ball... Her mischievous smile sharpened into a devilish grin. “I’m gonna make that scumbag go boom.” Her plan had just one teeny tiny problem she failed to consider. A blast of that size would wipe out the entire restaurant! ...Oh, and a lot of people would die or whatever. But more importantly the ice cream was in danger! WC: 455 | 1358 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Mar 26, 2020 8:46:35 GMT -8
Thankfully, ‘Miss Doggy’ was never going to object to chocolate herself; giving a sage nod; and then feeling rather chuffed with herself for getting Zam so enthused. It wasn’t usually her strong suit! However, she was merely distracting herself from the problem at hand as well, her slow nature proving to be a problem with the ice cream on the line… and, soon enough, with an energy blast on the line, too. To her credit, she didn’t really panic about it… but, that probably said more about her moral code than her laid-back nature, admittedly. ”Hey… scumbag go boom, then ice cream go boom too. I’m all for spite, but we still have a chance.” rumbled Waka, briefly raising a hand to try and snuff out the energy… but promptly realising just how strong the Majin was. Okay, she wasn’t going to touch that thing. Instead… she’d have to give a good alternative. Closing her eyes, some wires started to link up… maybe, just maybe, that light bulb would come on, too. Bubblegum indeed… hm! Well, she had the right idea, but Wakana had an extra trick in mind. ”Yo, bubblegum. I don’t know how to fly, but let’s take a shortcut.” She wanted to say something cooler, but – you know how it is. It was easier in the movies. Rather than stamp out the ball or try and haul Zam’s arm away, she went for a bit of both. Breathing out, she calmed herself, before trying to restrain the orb with her hands… even with her ki prepared, it was extremely painful… but! Nothing she hadn’t expected. And, she wasn’t about to take it all herself – instead, she just knocked the Majin’s elbow aside with her shoulder, leaving the ball of energy to fall to the side, and --- just as planned --- Waka hunkered down, wrapping an arm around Zam, and – eh? T-T-The orb bounced? With a sound like a basketball, the energy bounced across the ground… ah, right. Majin… she was no good at predicting that stuff. So – then what? Alas, Waka’s mind was too slow to keep up with her own astonishment, and so she was caught like a deer in the headlights – Well, there would need to be some roadworks later.
And, Waka was probably not going to want to walk home.
But, her idea mostly worked… her mental image of skidding to a stop in front of the obnoxious rap artist, flung into action by the explosion; it did come true! She just happened to skid on her face rather than her feet, with Zam along for the ride in considerably more comfort given her greater endurance and the blast padding Waka had so graciously provided. That said, it’d sort of worked… the crowd had politely parted for the cannonball, and the security detail were too flabbergasted to move just yet, even as Waka peeled herself off of the shattered tiles. This – happened a lot around here, didn’t it? She just didn’t think she’d ever be the one doing it… ”…You. Sk'dmarks – whatev'r. Rap battle, now.”It was an absolutely ridiculous demand; completely out of the blue; from a girl with no credit to her name besides looking like a walking brick wall. However… she wasn’t being as stupid as she looked. Skittlez was in a bad situation… his security could shut this down, sure, but with his fans all around him? Turning down such a heckler would put a gaping hole in this presentation, which he might not live down like the last incident. And, more importantly, it’d leave a gaping hole in his ego. “…mang, the hell is wrong with you? You can barely finish your own words! I ain’t playing with a mumble rapper; only a real deal.”He didn’t rise to the bait, in spite of all that. So, Waka did the next stupidest thing. ”…you got it wrong, Skitty. It’s bubblegum who’ll play with you, not me. She’ll – blow you away.”Honestly, at this point, Waka was just in it for the long haul. Potential homicide or not, she was getting hungry, and she damn well wasn’t leaving without that ice cream. [698/2200]
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Post by Majin Zam on Mar 27, 2020 1:52:54 GMT -8
Luckily, Waka’s quick thinking saved the day! ...Sort of. Just before Zam could chuck the explosive orb, the mention of the ice cream going boom froze her stiff. Another gasp escaped her lips. “Ah, you’re right!” Amazement twinkled in her eyes as she looked up to her friend. “You’re so smart!” Quietly she wondered what spite tasted like... While she was distracted, the orb in her grasp... wobbled. Majin energy, also, worked in mysterious ways. The sudden shove stopped the girl from trying any of her own bomb defusal methods. Like eating it. Instead, the crackling blast fell and went... Boing? Boing... ...BOOM! While pieces of pavement rained outside, the Majin duo made their dramatic entrance. The landing needed work though. Popping free from the protective hold, the pink girl threw her hands in the air. “Wheee~! Again, again~!” Of course she loved anything that involved thrills and explosions. She didn’t quite get the chance to make another orb when a delicious scent tickled her nose. At the counter, the cashier was arranging teetering teetering towers of ice cream tidily onto a plastic tray. One, two, three, four, five... When she turned her back, a pink arm stretched and snatched one of the treats. Yoink~! She admired her treat in total awe. It was even taller than her! Meanwhile, the bigger Majin was left to deal with the so-called star. Her baits didn’t really get the man hooked until she brought up the alien-looking... thing. The rapper lifted his shades to get a better look, revealing another, smaller pair of shades beneath them. “...Really? This thing? Like, what even are you, girl?” Said girl blinked. Once. Twice. Battle? Play?? Blow away??? But but, her hands were full! Completely misunderstanding the situation, she clutched the stolen ice cream protectively. “Zam is a Majin, is what Zam is! Your tingle is tiny, so you can’t touch this!”Skittlez quirked a brow and cracked a grin. “Oh ho ho, okay, I see how it is... Alright, alright, alright.” With a dramatic flourish he pulled a microphone from his pocket and deftly twirled it in his hand. “Yo, sound the bell, school is in, sucka.” A single push of a button made the restaurant’s speakers buzz. The gentle ambient music was suddenly replaced by a tune that made the rapper’s fans go wild. Savvy people recognized it as an instrumental version of his latest single. As for the question of how... He was rich enough to do whatever he wanted. “I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, FOOL.”Barely had the star spat out the blazing rhymes when his fans were already cheering and hooting. Some accidental rhymes couldn’t really match a professional singer. But at least he was distracted. In the meantime, the cashier had finished the order. For real this time. She was so sure she had already made eight of them, but apparently she had miscounted earlier. Politely she cleared her throat. “Ahem, sir, your order is ready.” Too bad the maestro was too busy schooling a fool. His entourage wasn’t paying attention either. The cashier’s eye twitched. Some people... Again she hummed, this time trying to get the big woman’s attention. “Ahem, Miss, are you... with them?” She gestured vaguely towards the rapper and his bodyguards. WC: 590 | 1948 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Mar 31, 2020 3:54:07 GMT -8
The sight of the Majin holding up the towering ice cream – oh, the little sparkler in the top was a nice touch – made Waka ever-so-gently smile. Well, admittedly, that particular little flair seemed a little self-destructive, but novel all the same. More importantly, the beaming girl made the fox regain some of her cheer, putting her in better sorts to handle… whatever was going on right now. She really wasn’t sure at this point. She was used to winging things, but not this much. Oh well, if nothing else – it was kind of fun.
In spite of her situation, Waka nodded along with the hip-hop backbeat, and that charming lick – not the best verse to use on its own for flow, but she couldn’t deny the power Skittlez summoned with it. The right music, a bit of emotion, and the right pentameter… it added up. She winced a little bit, as publicly humiliating Zam hadn’t really been in her plan (what plan, again?), but she knew he wouldn’t put that music on just to do one verse. Which worked just fine for her.
“But I ain’t never crossed a Majin that didn’t deserve it Skittlez treated like a punk – you know that’s unheard of You better watch how you’re talkin’, and where you’re walkin’ Or you and your homie might be lined in chalk!”
”Yeah, yeah. Sorry 'bout the fuss, you know how it is – gotta stage someth'ng for the press and public.” replied Waka casually to the poor cashier as she caught her eye. Geez, she must have it rough, being caught in the middle of all this. ”Power and the money, money and the power… goes straight to their heads.” Well, she had to get at least one complaint in there. ”I’m gonna pop into the restroom s' I don’t ruin any of the shots. Stay safe, ‘kay?”
Ah, well, she wasn’t entirely lying. She scooped up one of the dishes – no, on second thoughts, she’d go for broke with two – three, actually – and watched the scene unfold for just an extra second. Skittlez got away with just one more line, barely a hint of new verse, before Waka politely interjected with one of those desserts; daintily handballing it into that fabulous suit. The old pie to the face didn’t really compare to the small avalanche, but personally, Wakana was just a bit heartbroken over watching such a perfect dessert meet such an undignified fate. Ah well… that was showbiz for you.
She didn’t take the time to watch the results afterwards – hauling herself over the counter with as much grace as she could manifest with one arm full of ice creams and the other hooked around Zam’s waist, Waka lived up to her words but chose the staff restroom rather than the public one. She didn’t see herself slipping through the crowd in all this, after all! Slamming the door behind her, she leant against it and put her weight (and its tiny lock) to good use – especially as she felt all those bodyguards stack up on the other side!
”Hey, bubblegum. That en'rgy back there was good. You wanna help make a new exit for us?” suggested the vixen with her usual apathy, albeit with her eyes locked on the sweets she was holding instead of her companion; delicately balancing them in spite of the way the door was thundering – ”I think – the fresh air m'ght help calm things down a bit. And, the park sounds nice right about now.”
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Post by Majin Zam on Apr 1, 2020 4:27:19 GMT -8
With every fiery rhyme, the artist flaunted his superior flow. His fans fueled the flames, cheering and swooning at his talent. Basking in the adoration, he cracked a cruel grin. That’s right! Kid or not, he styled all over any fool who dared to cross him! ...Zam, meanwhile, was utterly confused why the weird man was talking funny. She didn’t like how the people around her were looking at her. They were laughing, but it didn’t feel like a happy laugh... However... Karma had a twisted sense of humor. A feud that started with ice cream... ended with ice cream. The rapper’s sneer vanished when he noticed the frosty avalanche coming his way. Much too late, mind you. Ice cream splashed everywhere, ruining his suit and splattering his fans too. Stunned silence filled the area like toxic gas. People were holding their breath. Even the music stopped. Slowly the man lifted his stare from his outfit and towards the culprit. “...Yo, what the fu-” Meanwhile, his brave bodyguards immediately sprung to action, ready to heroically beat up a defenseless woman and an innocent child! ...Toootally defenseless and innocent. Fortunately, the smaller Majin was very cooperative when it came to spontaneous demolition requests. She didn’t know what this park was, but she agreed that it sounded nice. “Ooh, an exit? Okay!” She aimed her hand at the nearest wall, already charging up energy. Luckily, the ice cream in her other hand reminded her of Waka’s wisdom. Right, if she used her normal power, then the ice cream would get ruined too... Sooo, just a tiny boom then! Her brow furrowed with intense focus. The crackling energy condensed into an itty-bitty orb, barely the size of a pearl. One might even wonder that such a tiny thing could even- Boom! With a blast of pink, bricks and rubble went flying. People screamed and scattered. The former toilet wall was now a brand new exit, well-ventilated and roomy enough to accommodate even the bigger Majin. The edge of the park beckoned in the distance like a green finish line. Zam hummed happily, very pleased with herself. Her ice cream was still safe~! The humming abruptly stopped when she glanced at her new friend. Eyes widening, she recoiled with a shocked gasp. “Miss Doggy! How come you get two ice creams?!” ...Yes, because clearly that was the most pressing matter right now. WC: 404 | 2352 Natural PL at start: 9,990 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Apr 1, 2020 8:45:33 GMT -8
While Wakana was originally confident in holding the door, she soon began to realise her folly – it wasn’t exactly tough in the first place, and she was merely a thug… a flock of bodyguards could doubtlessly overwhelm her. Right now, it was just her weight and that flimsy locking doing all the work. Turning her back to it, she glanced around for any other hopes should Zam fail/do something more insane/blow them both up instead/you get the idea. There was a window, but it was tiny… err, at least by Waka’s standards. All she could do was heave a sigh… t-this might not end so pretty. Oh well, at least she could die with ice cream. That was definitely on her wishlist.
Thankfully – if there was something Zam could handle, then it was demolition served with a smile. Admittedly, the fox did briefly panic (not that you’d tell by her expression) as she expected the whole side of the building to be blown apart, but the restrained explosion she was greeted with instead was exactly what the doctor ordered. Though her desserts might be slightly shrapnel flavoured. Eh, she’d get over it. Though her ears were ringing, she immediately started moving as soon as she saw the light of day outside – she was tough enough to shrug off the backblast, and it’d at least keep their company busy for a minute or so.
Man, the news was going to be interesting tomorrow. She might not get a job for a while, though.
The park turned out to be an even better bet than expected, as a small local fair was going on – plenty of cover. Plenty of bright colours for Zam to get distracted by too, but Waka wasn’t going to object after that little misadventure. While Zam was no doubt just eager to be along for the ride, the heavy fox caaarefully dragged the Majin out of plain sight as soon as they got to the edge of the greenery. A scenic little pagoda that was far enough away from the hustle and bustle proved to be little miracle, and so Waka dragged Zam onto the nearest bench within it. Best to lay low for a just a while…
Honestly, she’d almost forgotten she was wielding a pair of ice cream dishes wrapped in one arm until Zam brought it up. For a moment, Wakana seemed to be in disbelief that they were still standing, just staring at the towering desserts for a moment. Too good to be true… but, that was Majin magic, right? Heh. Glancing at Zam, she was awfully tempted to reply by saying that it was because she was bigger or something condescending like that, but… naw. Not today. She was cute, you know? It’d be like telling off a puppy. Rather fresh coming from ‘Miss Doggy’ herself, but…
”Mm. I improvised. Well, if you finish yours, I’ll go halfsies.” replied the fox simply, giving a light shrug. It was kind of unlike her, but… after that, she felt a bit soft-hearted. Or maybe that was just that post-trauma adrenaline turning her brain into mush. Same thing, really. ”You were pretty cool back there, bubblegum. That Skidrowz guy – he talks the talk, but I think even stealing ice cream is more gangst'r than any of his bark'ng.” Well, at least she’d originally intended to pay for the ice cream, but… heat of the moment and all that. It’d probably hold up in court. ”Let’s eat the ev'dence, huh? Sweet taste of victory and all that. Uh, ap'logies for the slight plast'r aft'rtaste, though. It adds char'cter, or something.”
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Post by Majin Zam on Apr 2, 2020 7:33:16 GMT -8
Like golden laser beams, Zam’s eyes were focused on the second ice cream. Suuure, she had her own, buuut... Something about someone else’s food made it look tastier. Very mysterious. In her trance, she didn’t even notice that they escaped the mayhem at Majin Moo’s. The bodyguards were left in the dust, too confused (or scared) to follow. No amount of angry shouting from the star could get them to investigate what had just blown up. Of course not. Ushering the performer into the safety of the armored limo instantly became their top priority. That left the culprits free to flee. Soon enough, the Majin duo arrived at the peaceful park. Waka even managed to plop the girl down on the bench without resistance or reaction. Only when the larger Majin answered the most important question of the day, the smaller one snapped out of her trance. Surprise shined on her features. “H-halfsies...?” She could get even more ice cream...? Her golden eyes twinkled like stars. ...Actually turning into stars there for a moment. “Yaaaaay! Best day ever!” Like most Majins, she was very easily satisfied. Though to be fair, she probably would’ve accepted any number of explanations. Like... How a bigger girl needed more ice cream. Humming a happy, though nonsensical tune, Zam started devouring her treat. And it... was... sho ghood~! Sounds of om and nom filled the air as she defied the danger of brain freeze. ...Despite wincing because of it more than once. Stray bits scattered everywhere. Like dropping ice cream into a woodchipper... Occasionally her tongue stretched to lick any drips that tried to escape. Between the bites and licks, she glanced at her new maybe best friend. “You are super amazing too! You got us ice cream!” That immediately made the towering woman a big hero in her eyes. Evidently she didn’t care about any aftertaste either. ...Ooor more likely she didn’t notice. Within moments -far faster than was healthy anyway- the pink glutton finished her portion. How she even managed to eat her own weight in ice cream, let alone so quickly, was another Majin mystery. She licked her lips and turned an expectant stare towards the third ice cream tower. Half of it had been promised to her, but she wasn’t sure which half that was... While waiting, a distraction popped into her mind. “Hey, Miss Doggy! Hey, listen!” Gleefully disregarding the concept of personal space, she punctuated her question with more questionable patting. “What does gangsta mean?” She had heard that word twice now, but she had no idea what it meant. Quietly she hoped it was something that tasted good... WC: 448 | 2800 Natural PL at start: 9,990 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Apr 3, 2020 11:33:02 GMT -8
While Wakana was still a little on guard for – ‘consequences’ – she was admittedly more distracted by the ice cream. She didn’t like to think that she only ever had food on her mind, but… she couldn’t deny that it tended to occupy the number one spot more often than not. All things considered, they’d totally stand out in a crowd, and it was pretty likely that they’d end up in some fan’s phone photos or video; but on the other hand – people trashing celebrities tended to stay in the new consciousness for just a few days. If nothing else, though, it seemed like it’d be a fun story. Even to hear in jail.
Though briefly amused by Zam’s sheer excitement, Wakana couldn’t deny she was fascinated by the treat too. But, compared to her company, she was much more dainty about it, in spite of her size and appetite… she wanted to appreciate it! All flavours of ice cream piled up so precariously, with the gentle sprinkles on the edges building up to a ludicrous pile on top, the errant cherries, the quartet of crossing rocky road bars – frankly, the whole cookie stuck on its peak seemed a bit overkill, if not an outright joke. A-Actually, the more she looked at it… the more it seemed like it’d just been thrown together…
”…it’s good!”
But, well, that was sort of the joy of fast food, wasn’t it?
”The blend of a warm cookie with the cool ice cream, and the mass and savoury crunch of it gives the dessert some staying power as it melts; letting all the flavours be appreciated rather than overwhelmed by the chocolate. The rocky road crossbars give it some more substance, as if it were a full meal; but the cherries let it retain that ‘dessert’ quality. The rainbow sprinkles bring it together with classic Majin Moo cheer; it’s like tasting your childhood…! It’s truly Ultra Deluxe Triple… Ultra Deluxe… Cookie… err, Special!”
By the time she’d finished her review, she’d been lightly peppered by crumbs – honestly, a rare occurrence for her; she preferred to perfectly clean her plate. She’d barely started by the time Zam had cleaned house, and was cheering again too. ”E-Eh? Well, I’m just some glutt'n…” replied the girl awkwardly, feeling a little bashful; and a little anxious. S-She didn’t like getting complimented so whole-heartedly… she wasn’t some good Samaritan. Even if she was confident that she’d just committed larceny, that sort of remark still put her on edge. ”I just did 't for my share, 'nyway. And – it’s Wakana Waka, if you w'nna know. Miss Doggy’s fine too, though…”
While the heavy fox finished her platter, she didn’t get the chance to start trying to think of how the half the next towering sundae before being patted like a dog again – she wouldn’t mind so much if Zam watched her aim a bit! She knew she was a big target, b-but… ”Ah, gangster? Well, it’s a term for a thug with a bit 'f class… y' know, with the gold chains and the big words. But, err, you can 'lso call things and actions ‘gangster’ too. Like… they’re cool, and r'sky. So, that guy, he thought he was cool 'cause he had money, but he wasn’t taking 'ny risks…”
The orange glutton trailed off as she realised that she of all people shouldn’t be giving such an explanation. Her mind couldn’t even keep up with herself… ”A-Anyway. I’m no lingu… ling… word sci'ntist, thingy. I’ll stick to… ice cream halving.” Frankly, she wasn’t much good at that either, judging by her work so far – using a cookie to split a sundae was not very precise work. ”So, bubblegum… Zam. What’s a Majin like you up to these days? I don’t see so many around, y’know. Least of all where I’m from, up North.” The fox had other questioned on her mind, but hesitated – maybe it’d be wise to keep this simple. ”I mean, 'side from becoming a fast food fug'tive.”
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Post by Majin Zam on Apr 4, 2020 3:30:59 GMT -8
Zam stopped to stare at Waka quietly and listen to the large woman gush about the wondrous tower of ice cream. She occasionally hummed and nodded as if in deep thought. Hm hm, yup yup... She recognized some of those words. Like chocolate. And cookie. While she may not have understood much about the wordy review, there was one part where she wholeheartedly agreed. It was good! Really good! Maybe even the best! Totally worth dealing with the weird man in a purple suit. She still kiiinda wanted to go back and blow him up because he was a huge jerk, but she would let it go. Just this once. Snapping back to reality, the mischievous Majin gleefully disregarded her friend’s attempt at correcting her. “Okay, Miss Doggy~!” Yup. The tall woman was stuck with that now. Buuut it could’ve been worse. She could’ve called her something much more embarrassing, like Miss Wanwan. The explanation of the weird word had the girl staring back blankly. Wisps of steam rose from her head and formed a set of question marks before the light breeze blew them away. “Thug...? Cool...? Risky...?” Nope, she didn’t really get it. At all. But she appreciated the explanation anyway. This was probably another one of those things she would understand when she was older. Her friends kept saying that about many things. As soon as the halved portion was ready, the small glutton snatched it. “Thank you~!” It was the triumphant return of the woodchipper imitation. Did she even taste anything like that...? Between the bites, she luckily found the time and courtesy to answer the small talk. “I came here for the big fight party!” ...Tournament. She meant the tournament. Proudly she puffed her chest and flexed her bicep, revealing some surprising muscle. “I’m super strong, see?” Devouring some more of the frozen treat, she shot back a curious question of her own. “Do you like to fight, Miss Doggy?” Her new friend was super big, so that made her super strong too, right? Right! While the rest of the shared ice cream vanished down the bottomless gullet, Zam suddenly made a strange face. “Hnngh-!” Her eye twitched and her nose wrinkled. She stuck out her stretchy tongue- “Bleh...” -revealing something shiny. Taking it into her hand, she glanced at her friend and presented the weird find. “Spoon.” ...That’s what she got for not chewing properly. WC: 407 | 3207 Natural PL at start: 9,990 Tags: Wakana Waka
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Post by Wakana Waka on Apr 6, 2020 11:51:49 GMT -8
Admittedly, Wakana was sort of in her own little world whenever she started blabbering like that, but noticing the Majin nodding afterwards gave her a rare sense of affirmation for her shallow gluttony. And, well, she also felt a rare sense of affirmation in the fact that she wasn’t the most clueless one in earshot for once. A bit pathetic, yes, a bit petty, also yes; but certainly true. And, certainly more rare than the fox would rather like to admit. Zam seemed like good company. Would be nice to see her let loose someday, too. For how much she personally didn’t relish fighting, Wakana didn’t mind a bit of mindless destruction either. She just tended to get her fix from movies instead of missions. Maybe it was a Majin thing?
Watching those questions whistle away into the sky, the fox could only give a slight smile – well, say what you like, but she was definitely easy to read; especially compared to Wakana herself. ”Yeah, well… you’ll underst'nd when you’re old'r, bubblegum.” explained the girl idly, before handing over the… arguably halved sundae. It was not an elegant job. But, she got the feeling that neither of them would particularly mind the results. ”It’s stupid stuff 'nyway. Guys’ stuff, y’know?”
Thankfully, it didn’t seem like Zam was the type to linger on any questions; regardless of how simple or complicated they were – and Wakana wasn’t any good at talking, so that suited her just fine. Ice cream was more important! By the time the fox had lifted her spoon again and appraised her first move, her companion had wiped out her entire dessert and given her explanation with ease… m-maybe she was slow going like people said. ”A 'big fight party'…? An 'nderground gig, huh?” Well, she was pretty close. Watching Zam flex and show off, Wakana idly tried to imitate her… she, err, did reveal some surprising muscle, but more that there was any at all rather than any surprising amount… ”Giv'n that ball you conjured earlier, I can believe that. You go show ‘em, right? Nowadays, it’s all Saiy'ns and androids in the news… you gotta kick 'em off the front page. Assuming we… don’t already, 'nyway…”
The question of whether she enjoyed fighting, though, made her hesitate. Hm. Tough. ”Eh… I don’t think I do. It’s fun to take some fr'stration out, or watch a cool explosion, or someth'ng – but, it’s a lot of 'ffort…” Well, at the very least, no one could ever say that Wakana’s personality betrayed her perpetually drowsy expression. ”It’s nice to show chumps with egos their place, too. But, not so much when it happens to you, right? I’m tough, but I can’t say I enjoy gett'ng beaten up, either… I’m not as bouncy as you.” Perhaps a bad choice of words. But, Waka was thinking too hard about it to worry; folding her arms and sinking into deep thought… well, by her standards. Perhaps between the two of them there was something upstairs…
Zam’s little show reawakened her from her impromptu meditation, though – ”Geez, ice cream headache? You really – oh.” Waving her own spoon, Waka couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at that display. Sheesh. And people said she was bad! But… that childish glee sparked in the heavy fox again. Giving a tiny glimmer of a smirk, she’d try and imitate Zam’s approach to eating… definitely without quite as much glee or fervour, but it was an effort! Less of a woodchipper, more of a crusher. A-At least, while it lasted… ”G-Guah, h-headache… how do you d-do that…?!”
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Post by Majin Zam on Apr 7, 2020 6:52:22 GMT -8
Stupid guy stuff was something Zam was pretty familiar with thanks to her many, many demon friends. Boys were pretty dumb, she had noticed. Sooo her interest towards gangsta stuff quickly faded away. It was then that dramatic disappointment suddenly shook the smaller Majin. Her friend... d-didn’t like to fight...? Aw... Her shoulders slouched and head drooped. “But fighting is fuuun...” She just couldn’t understand anyone who said something was a lot of effort. Then again, her energy was near limitless, so it was kind of an unfair comparison. At least they agreed that watching explosions was cool. However, one line left an echo in her otherwise spacious mind. Immediately her drooping head rose up for a quizzical glance. Not as bouncy...? Yep. A very poor choice of words. After tasting the spoon one more time and deciding it wasn’t edible, Zam chucked the shiny utensil over her shoulder. More important things were on her mind! She gave her big friend a pondering, wondering look. “Hmmm...” With a curious hum, she aimed a finger at the bigger Majin and tried to... um... test the claim. By poking. Boing. “Hm hm!” If the big friend didn’t shift aside, she would soon get to experience how a cat toy must’ve felt. Poking quickly changed to pushing. Boing boing. The small girl’s expression brightened, shining like a tiny sun. “Hee, you’re bouncy too, see?” She underlined her happy discovery with relentless patting. Boingboingboingboingboing. Super bouncy! Unfortunately, the innocent girl wasn’t done invading the fox woman’s personal space. While she did stop trying to pat questionable places, she instead moved on to happily snuggling against her. “So soft and bouncy! You’re great for hugs~!” Her arms stretched, wanting to wrap her big friend into a warm squeeze. Any average human would have experienced the suffering of a nearly empty toothpaste tube in the morning. Luckily Majins tended to be a whole lot more durable. She just liked hugs that much. WC: 336 | 3543 Natural PL at start: 9,990 Tags: Wakana Waka
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