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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 11, 2021 7:10:59 GMT -8
Central City was under attack by a UFO! ...Um, well, at least so hundreds of click-bait videos on DynoTube claimed. Each one depicted blurry footage of something small zipping wildly across the sky. Some suspected a drone, others a drunken martial artist. In fact, upon closer inspection, it looked a whole lot like a cloud, which many snide commenters pointed out. Then, an argument broke over how fast clouds could actually move. Naturally, there was a lot of name calling and no real conclusion.
Meanwhile, said UFO giggled gleefully as it zoomed over the tall buildings. Turns out, all the speculators were wrong, wrong and wrohohohong~! It was actually a small, pink girl riding a tiny thundercloud. ...Okay, maybe it was kind of difficult to guess. Truth was often weirder than fiction. Those familiar with the world of martial arts and other mysterious forces might recognize the creature as a Majin and her ride as a type of Nimbus cloud. Both of them were equally energetic~!
Zam was having the time of her life with her new friend. Standing on the wild cloud, she surfed on the real clouds like a waverider from far south. She had met it while doing a super secret mishun for this nice, old man with red clothes and a nifty beard. The girl and the cloud had immediately become the best of friends, sharing the need for speed.
However, the mischievous Majin hadn’t come all this way just to play, nope. Meeting Miss T in the big city had given her much to think about. It was called f... faaa... fas-hun... Uh... Nifty clothes! Yeah! Ever since she had gotten to try that fancy armor and that super pretty dress, she had been pondering a lot about dressing up nice. Sure, she loved her usual outfit, buuut... She craved something new too.
Thus the chaotic creature had come all this way for what her demon friends had called... uh... what was it... Oh yeah, a shopping trip! She dipped below the clouds again. Her golden gaze scanned the city keenly.
...There!
Directing the cloud into a daring dive, the little daredevil locked onto her target. She swooped mere inches from the ground, right through a display window. Startled people shrieked at the sound of shattering glass. Cackling maniacally, she stretched her arms and snatched several clothes from the mannequins. Fancy dresses, shirts, skirts, even a nice hat. Clutching the haul against her chest, she escaped back to the sky.
After the initial shock was over, the clerks realized, rather loudly, that they had just been robbed. Thief! Somebody stop her! The yells echoed far into the distance.
Meanwhile, Zam managed to coax her ride to a halt next to some shiny, reflective windows. Without waiting or hesitation, she tossed her top away and it vanished in a puff of Majin magic. The concept of modesty was still very much lost on her. First, she tried out a rather provocative red dress. Looking at herself in the makeshift mirror, she pondered and wondered. Hm hm, the color was nice, buuut the shape was pretty weird and every movement made her feel like she might accidentally rip it...
Was this fashun?
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Post by Eol on Jul 11, 2021 15:42:10 GMT -8
Central City seemed so mystifying to Eol. All these people handling daily task such as grocery shopping, work, school, It as if it's a never-ending cycle. From Eol's perspective everything seemed so small and insignificant from the edge of the tall building he was sitting on. He wasn't use to seeing so many lifeforms so within a small book he took note of what he thought of his view. The purpose of sitting upon this building being above most wasn't a show of arrogance but to merely observe those different from him.
Eol grew fond of the silence, as well as the lively sound Central City Provided him. Creating questions in his convoluted mind that he was not yet prepared to ask because, it would be to much of a hassle for him. They we're not worth asking at the moment so he left it for another time when he would want to acquire a deeper understanding of these different lives. Eol wondered why these people would go through this cycle that kept them constantly busy with hardly anytime for the amusement he enjoys completely.
Losing interest in this view Eol finally decides to move from the edge of the building the he has been sitting on for quite some time. The man named Eol now starts flying through the sky in hopes of finding something entertaining. While he is flying he will use this opportunity to draw the shapes of the clouds as best as he can. Funnily he isn't the greatest at it so he finds himself crushing up the paper and throwing it away because he deems it imperfect.
Eol finds himself getting quite upset at the fact that he cannot recreate the clouds within his book. Damnit, these clouds shapes are way to awkward to draw. He get's quite irritated because of the clouds but realistically it's his lack of artistic skill.
While looking at the cloud he seems to have found another cloud moving quite quicker than all the other ones. This odd cloud intrigued him to the point where he would put away his book and try to catch up to the cloud. It was quite difficult for him to keep up with the cloud since it was moving at great speeds.
Eol eventually catches up to the cloud that was moving quickly. When Eol stops he is now trying to catch his breath from the movement that could be considered a high speed chase. After huffing and puffing for 3 minutes he catches his breath. Eol has a surprised expression on his face seeing that somebody was actually riding the cloud. He didn't suspect that somebody was actually riding this cloud that was capable of quick movement.
Eol calms himself down quite quickly to his usual bored looking face. Hello I see that you're interested in fashion. Eol Gives space for the new found person to speak but he seems kinda exhausted because he had to move so quickly but he can handle it decently well.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 12, 2021 0:54:39 GMT -8
Zam’s pale horns wiggled, picking up what eyes couldn’t see. Curiously she turned towards the stranger and cocked her head. His tingle felt the same as her demon friends. She was used to seeing all sorts of strange, even scary-looking folks. So it was no surprise that the man’s intimidating appearance had no effect on her. Nope. She just stared at him with those golden eyes glimmering with wonder. Despite both being demons, of a sort, the two couldn’t have been more different. They were practically polar opposites. Tall and small, long hair and short hair, sharp-dressed and barely dressed. Really, the list could go on for a while. Whereas the pale man seemed stoic, tired even, the pink girl was truly brimming with energy. In fact, her strange power kept going up and down in nonsensical waves, like a never-ending lie. Was it tiny? Massive? Something in between? Who knows... Likewise, the little Majin’s ride was equally odd and chaotic. Even while sitting still, the cloud occasionally jittered and darkened, crackling with bolts of lightning. She didn’t seem to mind though. Or even notice really. Almost like all the electricity was purely cosmetic or something. The greeting was met with a bright smile. “Oh hi~!” She nodded excitedly at his good guess. “Yup yup! I’m doing a fashun~!” She flailed excitedly, accidentally tearing the fragile fabric of the dress. The scandalously deep v-neck only grew deeper. With that, the energetic creature returned her attention to the ill-fitting red dress. A ponderous hum left her lips. Hm hm... Her puffy pants were getting in the way... After a moment, an idea flashed in the empty space of her head like a lightbulb. Her expression brightened, as the solution became obvious. Without any hesitation, or regard for modesty, she janked her pants off as well. They were gone in another puff of magic smoke. Zam took her time straightening the dress and patting out the creases. Nevermind that it was a touch too long for her short frame anyway... And kinda tight around her chest... With a caaareful squeeze, she managed to stuff her rubbery body into the clothing fully. After she was happy with how everything fit, she twirled around playfully. It still felt kinda snug and thin, buuut she liked the color a whole lot! Excitedly, the short girl turned to her new friend. Details like not knowing his name were completely forgotten. Instead, she leaned closer expectantly. “Soooo~? How’s it look~?” While waiting for her demon buddy to offer his opinion, she kept turning about and mimicking the weird poses she had seen on those funny floppy picture books. Words: 441 | 976 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 12, 2021 12:17:38 GMT -8
You can see the man with pale skin wiping the sweat off of his forehead but not breathing as hard as he was before. Eol looked directly at the new specimen's eyes since they stared directly at him. He found himself intrigued by the physiology of this new person since he was quite different from this person. Eol Noticed She had a unique skin color different from his own, he could tell they we're both similar but entirely different.
Eol is quite the aware individual he could immediately tell that this person was quite the playful person just by hearing them speak for a small amount. Eol found himself rubbing his chin, wondering what this cloud is or if it has any sentience, but he didn't wanna hurt his head thinking about it so he have up on attempting to thoroughly understand it without asking any questions to what he could assume to the owner of this fast cloud which would be quite weird of him to do since he's normally quite the curious man.
Eol was quite bored for quite some time since he has been doing nothing but studying people and his surroundings. He seems quite relieved from finding this new person that he assumes will cure his mind of the boredom he put himself through. Hearing the newly met person Eol could seem pleased in a way, finding someone different from him is always something he enjoys doing.
Eol Hearing her say that she was doing fashion was obvious from his perspective because he might have viewed some television of models trying on all kinds of unique clothing. Eol isn't incredibly interested in fashion but he can easily tell when someone is trying to wear fancy clothing to enhance there looks or just try something different from there usual attire. Eol was surprised that she tore her clothing, You can get someone to fix that if you want.
He wondered in his mind why she should act so wild even though she knows her clothing is delicate. While thinking about this he didn't expect her to do something so out of the ordinary. He thought she would do everything but what she would was about to do was inconceivable in his mind completely unexpected.
Eol never thought this would ever happen today he blushed a small amount and acquired a small nose bleed. He looked upwards since he wasn't a perverted kind of guy w-w-why would you even do that. Eol has never been this shocked before so he doesn't really know how to act seeing this.
Eol attempts to calm himself by patting his face a bit and wiping his nose with a small towel. and looks back at the person seeing them squeeze there chest his nose nearly bled again, he noticed that they seemed similar to a material when they we're just pushed inwards.
He was not use to someone that would do things like this so he learned the some people are a bit more odd in a way but he seemed as if it was quite interesting in a way. The clothing looks good on you, you can call me Eol what is your name? Eol gives space for the new person he has found to speak and watches there interesting poses they make.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 12, 2021 23:18:36 GMT -8
The small Majin stopped mid-pose and cocked her head. A puff of steam rose from her head, twisting into the shape of a question mark. “Do what...?” Even if red was a striking contrast against white, the man’s awkward reaction and meek blush flew right over her head. The imaginary hamster wheel turned... squeaked... until the scatterbrained creature managed to get something resembling a thought. “Oh, do fashun you mean? Cuz I wanna dress pretty like Miss T!” As usual, she offered no elaboration on who or what that even meant. When the stranger offered praise, the excited girl nearly missed his introduction. “Yaaay! Thanks~!” She struck another pose, flexing her biceps. For someone so small and bouncy, she certainly had some solid muscle hiding behind all that marshmallow softness. In fact, her whole body seemed to work in weird ways. There were holes lining her arms and chest. And her hair, though different in shade, seemed rubbery as well. Once the surge of excitement passed, the name registered as well. She drifted closer on her cloud, staring at the man curiously. “Eol... Eol...” She hummed and pondered for a bit, before deciding that nope, didn’t sound familiar! But it was a simple name. Easy to remember. Her expression brightened again, as she introduced herself in her usual manner. “Zam is a Majin, is what Zam is! Nice to meetcha~!” Hands on hips, she puffed her chest proudly. Rrrrriiiiiiiiip...That last flex proved too much for the fragile fabric. The straps broke and the seams split. Zam looked down at the ruined dress and her cheery smile flipped into a pout. “Awww, boo... This one’s too weak too...” She tore the cloth scraps away and waved them in front of her new friend’s face. “Look, look! It broke so easily... Why do hoomans make their stuff super weak?” Having vented her frustration, she flippantly tossed them over her shoulder. Oh well! Luckily she had more fashun to try. The innocent creature knelt down to rummage through the pile of clothing on her cloud. No, not feeling this one, nope, not this one either... Suddenly the bright smile returned. This one! “Ta-daa~!” With a triumphant cheer, she sprung up and held a very short, black dress. It was decorated with teeny, tiny glass gems that formed a rose. The sunlight made the pattern glimmer like a starlit sky. “So pretty~!” And probably incredibly expensive... There was no way a demon, at least one like her, could ever actually afford it. Zam pulled the dress over her head and wiggled into it suuuuper carefully. It was tough... to fit in... without... breaking stuff... She had to suck her gut in to snake past the thin waistline. Sheesh, it was hard to breathe in this thing! And it clung to her hips... After finally managing to squeeze herself into it, she turned a curious look at her new friend. He made wearing pretty clothes look so easy... How mysterious! “Hey, Mister Eol! Hey, listen!” She floated closer and reached out to pat his chest, demanding his undivided attention. Pat. Patpat. ...Patpatpat! “Your clothes are pretty! Where did you get them?”Words: 527 | 1503 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 13, 2021 10:46:57 GMT -8
Eol was interested in what this new person is or what race it was, he didn't rush to ask dozens of questions all at once he would rather ask them once in a while so he could learn something new without this person feeling uncomfortable and leaving because of his curiosity.
When the lady moved her body into a question mark Eol was quite surprised that this persons body was able to bend so easily. He took a mental note of this so if he would meet anyone else that looked similar and was able to do what she has performed he would know that this person is the same race as the one he just met.
I don't know of this miss T person you speak of but they probably wear lots of luxurious clothing. He didn't think of miss T as that interesting since he hasn't seen them yet so he decides to not ask that many question of this person named T. His focus currently is to know more about what is currently in front instead of learning about anything else.
Eol analyzes the body of the Majin but to the point where it doesn't look like he is completely staring he simply takes small glances . He takes a mental note of the muscular parts of the new person he has found and especially the holes on the body of this person. He wonders what's the purpose of the holes around this persons body but doesn't feel like asking her yet he just assumes that it might be for breathing or something like that.
Yes, my name is Eol and you say your name is Zam and you're a Majin that sounds interesting. Eol wonders why Zam is so ecstatic to know his name but he doesn't feel like asking her he just assumes she is just overly playful. All he thinks is that this Majin race has something he can explain as just different kind of people.
Eol can come off quite intimidating to most but he isn't really the greatest around women he is a bit shy. Previously when he became flustered and had a small nose bleed he had not fully recovered yet. He didn't expect this to happen, he heard the breaking of clothing but he couldn't react in time to look away.
His nose bleed that was small became a steady flow of blood coming out of his nose his blush returned and stronger than before. Oh my... Do you not know what indecency is Zam. He looked upwards to try and look away. Eol was shocked that she'd tell him to look over here but when she did it only made is nose bleed worse. He decided to look back when he thought she would finally decide to wear clothing.
Yes, what do you need Zam hopefully this time you don't break your clothing again? Eol completely cleans up his nose with pieces of paper towel he had stored in his pocket. I'm listening what do you need to tell me Zam? This clothing isn't anything fancy but I got them from a old friend.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 14, 2021 5:15:18 GMT -8
Zam blinked blankly when Eol asked about some weird word she had never heard before. “In... dee... whaaa...?” She tried, and failed, repeating the odd thing. “What’s that taste like?” Of course, the first thing that sprang to her simple mind was food. Philosophical conundrums, like decency and shame, were completely lost on her. In fact, the pale man’s entire flustered reaction flew right over the curious creature’s head. Puzzled, she cocked her head. “Hey hey, why do you keep looking away??” It was the same thing that had happened with the bug boy Baccer. Like... The exact same reaction! Super mysterious! She glanced down at her dress, trying to figure out what was wrong. Was it really that ugly...? “And you’re leaking red stuff. You okay?” Her friends had taught her that the red stuff coming out was kinda bad for some people. She wasn’t sure how or why, but that’s what they told her whenever they played... Luckily, the man seemed to be mostly okay. He even cleaned his nose. The small Majin drifted back a little to give him some room. “Hm hm, you’re pretty weird!” She eventually decided with a cheery chime. And that was okay! All of her friends were weird in their own way. Some were red, some blue, some huge and some tiny. She didn’t mind, not one bit! ...As long as they didn’t get in the way of her fun. Speaking of friends, when Eol revealed his clothes were from an old friend, Zam nodded thoughtfully. “Hm hm, I see! I also have old friends. Like... Super old! With loooong white beards and lotsa wrinkles!” She pressed her fingers against the sides of her face and squished it into a wrinkly imitation of an old geezer. “They don’t know how to make clothes though... I think.” She had never actually asked, buuut they only wore simple animal fur rugs oooor no clothes at all, soooo... yeah. Not fashun. The chaotic creature released her hands and her rubbery features sprang back into their youthful shape. “Ooh, I got... one of those things! Head-hurty with pictures!” She zipped close, floating up to the tall man’s face. ...And gleefully ignored any notion of personal space. “If I ask nicely, maybe your friend can make pretty clothes for me too, right?” She was still very keen on the idea of finding something new and nice to wear. The stuff she had gotten so far looked pretty, but it was weak. But the stuff her new friend wore looked nice and strong! Demon strong! Words: 427 | 1930 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 14, 2021 9:10:21 GMT -8
Eol laughed a small bit when Zam thought indecency was some sort of food, he wasn't really surprised since he could tell by how the Majin would act so careless around him that she wouldn't really understand what it is or means. Indecency isn't a food Zam It is a word with a meaning not something you eat. Eol Instead of being irritated he seemed pretty amused by the cluelessness Zam displays.
The pale man decides instead of allowing Zam to figure certain things out herself he feels it would be interesting for her to completely understand why he does what he does. The reason I look away is because I would rather not look at you while your attire well, what I could only describe as being erotic. It's not as if there is anything wrong with your body, just one of the things that I have is common courtesy. And if you don't know what common courtesy is Zam it involves the politeness that others usually show towards others. Eol seems as if he is trying his best to help Zam the Majin understand him and his words he uses.
It has been quite a while since Eol had to explain such known things so thoroughly. So he's been using the most simple words and giving her the definition because he might think she wouldn't understand. He could be easily compared to a teacher currently. The red stuff coming out of my nose is called blood and because of the unexpecting thing I viewed such as you undressing caused me to react in away I normally don't react in.
My friend wasn't really old he was nearly the same age as me I just haven't spoken to him in a long time. Eol didn't seem like he wanted to speak about the friend he knew in the past very much. His expression didn't change while speaking about him his face simply stayed neutral like it usually does.
Eol wasn't really surprised that she got extremally close to the point where personal space doesn't exist. He became quite use to it in a short amount of time because of her doing it constantly. I don't know of his current location, nor do I have a way of communicating with him from a distance. I don't know of his name because we never traded ours all I know is that he is a quiet individual that doesn't like to be in groups of people. So I wouldn't be able to get you new clothing from but him but we probably find more around here on earth what do you think Zam? Eol awaits Zam's reply patiently.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 15, 2021 2:18:34 GMT -8
Disappointment after disappointment dashed the small Majin’s hopes. First she found out that this indething wasn’t actually a delicious new food she hadn’t tried. Instead, it was some... thing... “Whaaaaa...?” She didn’t really get it. Nor did she get the explanation about the ero-thing. She simply looked at the man like he had just started talking in some foreign language. There wasn’t even a spark of understanding in that puzzled stare. Little by little, the golden orbs started swirling, until they were just dizzy spirals. Woah, she nearly fell backwards. All these new, difficult words were making her head spin... Then, to make matters worse, the little fashionista’s idea was shot down too. Her jaw dropped from the sheer shock! This weird person didn’t know where his friend was? Not possible! “But but... Can’t you just feel his tingle and go there???” But not all creatures had the same kind of supernatural senses she possessed... After all, the Majin could smell a cupcake from hundreds of miles away, for one. She folded her arms and puffed her cheeks with a pouty huff. “Hrmph...” Wisps of hot steam started rising from the holes hidden beneath her hair. Her frustration was slowly beginning to boil over. Fortunately for everyone involved, and the nearby buildings, Eol managed to distract Zam before she could do anything... drastic. Her expression immediately brightened at the mention of getting more clothes. “Ooh, good plan, great plan~!” Suddenly she snatched his hand, trying to drag him along. For someone so small, she was surprisingly strong. The tall man would really get dragged along, if he didn’t tear himself free. “Let’s go loot more stuff!” No, she did not mean buy. With an excited giggle, the chaotic creature dropped from the sky and plummeted down headfirst. At the very last second before kissing the pavement, she flipped around and zoomed off towards a huge mall. Like an anthill made of glass and steel, it was buzzing with shoppers. Flailing excitedly, she pointed at the big, shining structure. “Mister Eol, look look! That place has lots of stuff to steal! I smash, you grab, okay? Okay!” It didn’t take a genius to figure out where a small, impressionable child might learn this kind of criminal behavior. Zam’s aura flared into a pink blaze. A maniacal grin crept across her features. She was headed right for the big display window! If Eol, as the responsible adult of the mismatched duo, didn’t stop this, there would soon be a lot of screaming and broken glass... Or would he follow along and become the girl’s partner in crime? Words: 435 | 2365 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 15, 2021 12:47:22 GMT -8
Eol trying to explain to Zam that this means that notices that she physically doesn't understand what he's saying, pretty much gives up on the possibility of her being able to understand the words he attempts to explain. This is a first for Eol finding something that he could consider nearly impossible he normally finds everything he does calculated to some extent but this wasn't the case.
Everything he has done and explained just bounces off her mind he never knew people like this actually existed. This is absolutely astonishing to Eol he couldn't even find the words to express how shocked he was by Zam.
I don't have much to do so we can find some new clothing sure. Eol allows her to drag him along since it was less work for him since he could be taken there instead of him having to physically move. Eol noticed she said loot so he thought she meant take, because she obviously couldn't have acquired all of the clothing she has in a legal way.
So you want to steal clothing, I don't mind just taking whatever I wanted but do you understand that people spent time creating these items. And what you could be considered as someone that is taking the time and work these people spent on making these things known as the fashion. Eol is not attempting to stop her but more of testing her to see if she honestly understands what she is do. In his mind he think she might not actually know but is seeing if she actually does.
Eol wants to acquire a better understanding of Zam, to see if she knows of the negative of what she is doing to see if it'll make her do it or not do it. The way people here get the items you're stealing is by working for them and obtaining the money to buy them and money is something they use to have them. Eol hopes that this is a good enough explanation for Zam so he wouldn't have to reiterate himself but he doubts that she will completely know
Eol doesn't have the greatest patience in general for anything, he normally likes to quickly understand things. That's why majority of the time he goes right to point of conversations instead of beating around the bush. But when it comes to understanding something he doesn't know he'll take his time without rushing, most of the time and now he waits for her response.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 15, 2021 22:51:41 GMT -8
Well, Eol’s words didn’t quite stop Zam, but they sure slowed her down. Her aura faded and she glanced back at him. “Huh?” ...It was the thick glass that actually stopped her. With a hollow splat, she slammed against the window, like a confused fly. She pried her face off of the smooth surface and took a deep breath. With a huff and a puff, her flattened features popped right back into their usual shape. The rubbery creature turned her attention onto the pale man. She stared at him like he had spontaneously sprouted a second head. Simply blank-eyed bewilderment. After a long and awkward silence, she finally managed to formulate some manner of response. “...So what?” Innocent honesty shone through her puzzled tone. “I want fashun, so I get fashun.” Her friendly smile sharpened to a wicked crescent. “And if I don’t get what I want... I make things go BOOM.” The dark tone held an unsettling contrast against her childish appearance. Looks were often deceiving... Zam folded her arms and cocked her head quizzically, as if that would help the confusing thoughts roll better. She was honestly trying to understand Eol’s point, but... It made no sense! “Why would anyone want monies anyway? They don’t taste good and they’re not pretty like the shiny color stones.” She had tried them herself. They only tasted like metal or paper. Super icky! At least the colorful stones were pretty to look at. And her friends liked the... uh... ruu-bees and emme-rowds a lot. They would trade many tasty things for them. But not even her friends wanted monies... After a moment of quiet pondering, the small Majin decided that her new friend was clearly lost and confused. She would have to teach him how to be... a demon! Is what friends did, yup! “Hey, listen!” She patted his toned chest again before pointing at the people down below. Compared to his lean frame, they all looked like round blobs waddling around. “Us demons are stronger than hoomans, so we can take whatever we want. Cuz the weak should fear the strong.” The last line sounded strange coming from her mouth, since she was simply parroting what her friends had taught her. All the elder demons in her tribe would be super proud! The tiny demon then turned to peer into the shopping mall. She patted the glass and it made a satisfying drumming sound. “Look, look! Even the houses they make are super weak. If they want to protect their stuff, they should build stronger houses.” She looked back at her friend, trying to go slow so that he would understand. “And if they don’t want their stuff stolen, then they should get strong. Like us.” She flexed her bicep to underline the point. “Some hoomans are super strong! So these peeps are just lazy! Taking their stuff is all fair, yup yup!” She ended her explanation with a firm nod. It was hard to argue with twisted logic that was all over the place. Words: 505 | 2870 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 16, 2021 11:19:17 GMT -8
Eol found the splat she made on the window interesting and when she came off of it and reformed herself he was even more surprised by it. He didn't know that her body can regenerate itself so easily he became even more intrigued by the Majin race way more compared to before.
He noticed that she started to stare at him, so he assumed that she didn't understand what he was saying. When she said So what, Eol could immediately tell that Zam can be mentally compared to a kid. Eol found it funny that the person he was trying to learn is easily comparable to a kid that doesn't know or understand right and wrong.
I understand you get whatever you want whenever you want what I'm doing cannot be compared to stopping you I want you to completely know what you're doing. Eol took not of her violence that she displayed by saying that she would make things go boom. He doesn't believe that she was born this way to destroy everything and take whatever she wanted. He thought that something else had to be playing a role in her violence, Eol's Deductive reasoning is quite the spectacle and most would say everything that he comes up with has consistent logic.
The things called money is the currency they use here to get what they want and if they did just steal or fight for everything they wanted you wouldn't see clothing that you steal be created in that kind of world. Eol's understanding of the world seems quite great that's because he has been watching humans for quite some time.
I know what you mean by the strong should fear the weak I honestly don't believe you came up with that by yourself, Zam that is someone else's idea. I understand there view is since they are stronger than most, they could take whatever they want but you need to understand what happens to those that you decide to take from. When you understand you should create your own idea instead of going off on what somebody else said. I assume you heard that from other demons they live amongst each other mostly so there understanding is limited.
Noticing that she started messing with the house he already had a idea of what she would say just by looking at her actions and expression. That is understandable if they wanted there stuff to not get stolen they would create stronger structures, but the thing is they don't have a large amount of material that can protect all of these valuables from people like us. We are a different species compared to them so they wouldn't have enough time to even prepare for us. The weaker humans cannot gain power or have no time for it because they must work and care for loved ones they might have. They live different lives compared to us, they have families to care for and when you steal clothing that can effect the family that owns that clothing they gave to this building to sell and make money from so they can live properly. The way demons and humans work are completely different and I doubt you'd understand because of what you we're surrounded by. and I'll say it again I'm not trying to stop you that is your own choice I myself do not care about humans I simply want you to gain a better understanding of what they are. Eol gives Zam a soft pat on the head and awaits for Zam's response and he hopes that she understands what he's saying.
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 17, 2021 0:28:19 GMT -8
The chaotic creature blinked. Once. Twice. In the span of just a couple of sentences, her confusion grew tenfold. “Uh... I know what I’m doing... I’m playing Smash and Grab. With you.” She tried to clarify, but her comment got caught beneath an avalanche of words. Honestly, most of it went waaaaay over her head. For example, she still didn’t understand what the deal was with monies. Why was it important if it tasted bad and looked ugly? Still, at least the energetic child was stunned enough to actually sit still and listen. And she tried to understand. Tried so very hard. All the difficult words circled her mind like twinkling stars. Slowly, wisps of steam started rising from her head. Overheating was a real problem when trying too hard. The golden eyes turned into spinning swirls again. All this thinking was making her head hurt! The soft pat snapped the little Majin out of the endless loop of confusion. Her rubbery head was still unnaturally warm from all the steam. It was like patting a living marshmallow. She smiled brightly and hummed happily. “Hm hm~” Headpats were her favorite thing~! Sometimes even more than candy and naps and fighting. They made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. After Zam was done basking in the headpat, she looked up at Eol with those shining, innocent eyes. “...But Mister Eol, I already know what hoomans are.” She looked down at the round blobs waddling around. Her hands curled into tight fists. “Hoomans are big, fat meanies. They always ruin my fun and bully my friends.” Her fists started trembling... “I just wanna play, but then some big, mean hooman comes and beats me up. And they always cheat! It’s not fair...” Several faces flashed before her eyes, as painful memories flooded her mind. Her tone darkened again. “So... I bully back.” It was almost like someone, something else entirely was talking... The little Majin’s eyes took a tinge of red, as the hatred poisoned her voice. “They hurt my friends, I hurt them. They take our stuff, I take their stuff. They make a mess in my village, I blow up their villages.” Pink energy started crackling like static across her skin. Her weird and wavering power level started climbing to monstrous levels. “I’m gonna get strong... Stronger than anybody... So strong that nobody can bully me or my friends anymore!” Slowly, her lips curled into a wicked crescent grin. “And then... I’m gonna make all hoomans go BOOM.”A brief silence followed... The red tinge drained from her eyes as they turned to gleaming gold again. “Hmmm... Except Miss T. She’s super nice.” Her smile lost its wicked edge, leaving only childish glee behind. “She gave me ice cream and a pretty dress~!” Just like that, all the pent up power and rage vanished. She was a simple girl with very simple tastes. Then again, maybe the same could be said about many people. Bad things tended to overshadow the good. Words: 502 | 3372 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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Post by Eol on Jul 17, 2021 11:06:19 GMT -8
Eol couldn't be considered a compassionate or nice person he would not care about how people actually felt he was intrigued by the emotions they displayed that he lacked. Instead of creating the emotions the man saw that other people had for himself he would rather learn of the emotions that they feel, he is mostly a observer.
He could feel something from watching Zam, he could feel the helplessness that he once endured a long time ago from watching her. The anger of the weak is something he has an apprehension of, he saw it as a person stuck in a whole struggling to escape, most would give up and live within it but some might find there way upwards to escape it.
Zam I see something in your ways that some could consider right, since you and you're friends have faced such unfair treatment. However the word that can explain your actions show is a contradiction, and this word is used when you're actions go against you're own ideas. And you're Idea is that you and you're friends shouldn't be bullied by those people which of course is obvious you shouldn't have to deal with that which make sense. What makes it a contradiction is when you attack the people or steal from people that most likely have done nothing to you yet. There isn't anything wrong with defending yourself but don't defend yourself against those that haven't done anything to you or it would be a contradiction and you would be considered the bully instead of them being the bully.
Within Eol's heart if he even has one, he could understand as if he has lived through something similar in his youth. Eol took a deep breath since he has been speaking nonstop for quite some time. Some humans are kind some are not it's simple as that this world and others have people of all sorts of good and bad. I don't think you're a bad person you shouldn't lower yourself to the other sides standards to challenge that side or risk becoming one of them is how I see it but it's your choice of what you wanna do. Eol makes sure he doesn't speak to quick but to the point where she would understand.
Eol didn't seem as if he wasn't pushing her to be a good or bad person but simply showing her the options she has. He wasn't trying to stop a villain but give them the choice of what they wanted to do. Eol wants to see the choices a person would make, he doesn't like pushing someone to a option he wants to learn of what most people would do.
The pale man loves testing his own judgement. When he gives Zam the choices he has, Eol would like to see if she would choose the unexpected. This is comparable to gambler enjoying the risk factor within this gamble but in this case he has nothing to lose and all to gain. This is Eol's Ideal world where there is nothing to lose and all to win
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Post by Majin Zam on Jul 17, 2021 12:38:27 GMT -8
As Zam listened to Eol’s explanation, the puzzle pieces slowly fell into place. The picture formed clear in her mind. A deep sense of understanding made her eyes sparkle. Of course! Now she got it! Mister Eol... was a dummy! A big dum dum! Like many of her huge and slow friends! That’s why he was so confused about things and kept saying weird things. But that was okay. She would teach him all about demon stuff, just like the old demons had taught her. By the end of the explanation, the chaotic creature giggled gleefully. “Nyeh heh hee, silly Mister Eol! That’s not what a contra-diction means.” Puffing her chest, she held up a finger and mimicked what she thought was a wise voice. “Contra-diction is the stuff you put on burgers, like ketchup and mayo.” When it came to food, the small glutton was something of an expert. And she was always happy to share her totally accurate and true knowledge. Flashing a big smile, the Majin stretched her arm and patted the tall man on the head. “Don’t worry! Zam’s gonna teach you how to be a demon!” Folding her arms, she nodded firmly. “And I’m gonna go real slow, so you can understand too, okay? Okay!” Patience was important, so all the elders kept saying while teaching her stuff. She would be super duper patient, cuz Mister Eol was obviously very confused about many things. Just like that, whatever lesson of morality the pale man had tried to instill on the girl was promptly discarded and forgotten. His words had gained no traction. Right... Wrong... She was a simple girl with simple desires. Despite his best intentions to keep her destructive tendencies under control, he had only managed to get himself wrapped up in her latest adventure. Chaos couldn’t be controlled, as he was about to soon find out. Zam held up a finger. “Okay, lesson one! All hoomans are meanies.” Short and simple. ...At least until the tiny teacher cupped her chin and backtracked to correct herself. “Except Miss T and Mister Satan. They are nice. But everyone else is a meanie. You gotta beat them up, before they beat up you.” That troubling lesson came straight from experience. She could’ve filled a whole day with horror stories about big, mean cheaters. Fortunately for everyone involved, she didn’t have the concentration needed for that. Instead, the cheery girl pressed her hand against the glass and splayed her fingers. “Lesson two, take what you want!” Energy crackled. Violently. It erupted like a shotgun blast full of glitter, shattering the glass. People down below screamed and panicked. Some pointed up at the duo and dug out their phones to record the attack. This would be uploaded to Dynotube within minutes. Eol would soon be famous. “Now come on! I smash, you grab~!” She zipped into the mall, releasing a chaotic hail of tiny energy blasts. Bright explosions peppered the floor below and made the gawking bystanders scatter. Words: 500 | 3872 Natural PL at start: 44,811 Tags: Eol
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