Post by Romanus on Nov 8, 2019 13:43:43 GMT -8
Marjhan's Message, Path of the Saiyan Warrior!
"I was just a Saiyan thug, but now I take the path of our ancestors,
the path of the Saiyan Warrior. Now I become death,
ravager of worlds!"
"I was just a Saiyan thug, but now I take the path of our ancestors,
the path of the Saiyan Warrior. Now I become death,
ravager of worlds!"
Episode Details:
Episode 01: Marjhan's Message; The Path of the Saiyan Warrior!
Personal Saga: Saiyan Warrior Rising
Locations: Oolong City
Characters: Romanus (PC)
Next Episode: ---> WIP
Last Episode: <--- N/A
Prologue: Romnanus a Saiyan enforcer of the notorious Avado Clan has been making a name for himself as muscle for the Saiyan crime faction, but a mysterious messenger arrives with a message. To join up with Marjhan, Zukkah and Lottus as Saiyans for conquest. But what for? To possibly change the circumstances of their seemingly fading race scattered on Earth? Some higher purpose maybe? Only one way to find out as Rom contemplates the call to the path of the Saiyan Warrior or will he remain a just a thug for a glorified band of Saiyan criminals? The clock is ticking down as the young Saiyan makes his decision.
Night was setting in over Oolong City as Romanus made his way through the crowds of people in that sinful city full of beast folk and humans alike, now and then he may see a Saiyan or a Namekian in this melting pot. He didn't like it much missing Avado Town an enclave of Saiyans that was his hometown, something of a "Little Planet Vegeta" as some called it though he didn't really like that name.
The Saiyan thug was reading over a message he had received from messenger, he didn't know how the hell they even knew about him until he saw the mentioning of Zukkah in it. "Now this makes sense, so Zukkah is working with this Saiyan chick named Marjhan huh?" He thought to himself continuing to read it the words seemed to captivate him as she simply stared frozen having read the entire message as he seemed to be in deep thought muttering the same phrase under his breath over and over again.
The Saiyan thug was reading over a message he had received from messenger, he didn't know how the hell they even knew about him until he saw the mentioning of Zukkah in it. "Now this makes sense, so Zukkah is working with this Saiyan chick named Marjhan huh?" He thought to himself continuing to read it the words seemed to captivate him as she simply stared frozen having read the entire message as he seemed to be in deep thought muttering the same phrase under his breath over and over again.
"The path of the Saiyan Warrior," Romanus muttered crumpling up the piece of paper that the mysterious Saiyan woman Marjhan had wrote to him calling on him to follow in his ancestors footsteps as a Saiyan Warrior. The Saiyan had to admit for a Saiyan she had a way with words and it seems from what the message said his friends Zukkah and Lottus were also joining her.
"I bet it was Zukkah and Lottus who told her about me, tch she must be something to get those two knuckle heads to join any damned cause!" He thought to himself as he reached into his brown trench coat to pull out a cigarette as he leaned on a brick wall covered in colorful graffiti, the neon lights of Oolong City reflected off of him as he blazed up with smoke with his left index finger burning in red ki before he snapped his hand to extinguish it as sparks of fading ki fell on the ground.
The Saiyan thug took a deep drag and let out a puff of smoke, he didn't even know there were Saiyans out there which such ambitions to actually make something happen it was in stark contrast to the dirty criminal world his Avado Clan operated in, all they seemed to care about is fighting over turf and making money. It was obvious the Saiyan Warrior tradition to the Avado Clan had become more superficial pride than an actual lifestyle to live by.
Any more thoughts on Marjhan's message would have to wait as he was not in Oolong City as a tourist, he was here to help the Avado Saiyan Clan muscle in to the sinful city for profit. Saiyan eyed some shop keepers who were getting ready to close as the last customers left waving at them as the Saiyan gangster grinned seeing his chance to do his job.
(Romanus)
"Alright...showtime," he muttered dropping his cigarette on the dirty street as he looked both directions across the street seeing no Oolong Police, not like they could really stop a full blown Avado Saiyan enforcer even if they tried Romanus was trained in many of the old traditions of Saiyan combat since he was a kid, he was no pushover and coukld handle himself or he would have never made it this far in the cutthroat Saiyan crime group.
He walked up to the small store's door now with a sign that said closed as he reached for the door knob, it was still unlocked so no need to bust down the door and make a bigger scene that a small peanuts job required always mindful of attracting too much attention to his Avado Clan. He opened the door irked by that thought as he knew tales of his ancestors not giving a damn about attracting the law, especially if the law were a bunch of weaklings with only their guns to back up humanities rule.
As the Saiyan entered the shop and the door made a jingle sound he scanned around seeing a grey bearded man and a young black haired girl who started to walk his way as Romanus eyed her with an unfriendly look that made her tense up and halt as he spoke, "stay back lady if you know whats good for ya!" He warned walking past the girl who seemed frozen his Saiyan animal like sense of smell caught the sent of female perfume mixed in with human as he walked up to the old man.
"You are going to start paying protection money too the Avado Clan, whoever used to run these streets is old news. Do you understand me old man and who I represent?" The Saiyan thug asked staring the elderly shop keeper down catching a whiff of old man human scent in the shop that disgusted him, he preferred at least the pretty human girl's cheap perfume of flowers as he waited for a response.
"I know of the Avado Saiyans," he simply said staring back with a defiant look. "They are just like any other criminals troubling this city," he said bluntly annoying Romanus that he was being grouped in with none Saiyan scum? But were they all that different now? Those thoughts angered the young Saiyan as he shot back "we are not like common criminals, we are the descendants of Saiyan Warriors, we are Saiyan Warriors!" Romanus said raising his voice looking even more hostile as he grabbed the old man by the shirt and pushed him up against the wall of the shop.
"You're just a dirty human, a hundred of your kind ain't worth a damn compared to a Saiyan Warrior" The Saiyan said tightening his grip starting to lose his temper as tried to restrain himself.
"What kind of warrior shakes down an old man for criminals!" He said as the Saiyan's eyes widened and his heart rate jumped with those words cut at his whatever semblance of Saiyan pride he held onto almost desperately these days.
The red haired girl rushed over to her relative in a panic fearing for his safety,
"leave my grandfather alone, what did he ever do to y-you bully!" She said grabbing Rom's trenchcoat as he turned staring at her.
Bully, criminal, thug, scumbag, gangster, Romanus had been attempting to take on a persona of not caring about such labels with an attitude of not giving a fuck. But it was bothering him, It always had like he was squandering his potential with these types of jobs as the words from Marjhan's message entered his mind, "take up the path of the Saiyan Warrior and join me in conquest, the blood of our ancestors runs through your blood it is calling to you.." Romanus blinked then snapped back to attention.
The Saiyan uncoiled his tail and smacked the girl in the face with enough force that it sent her tumbling to the floor as she cried on pain as the Saiyan gangster threw the old man on the ground in such an angry rage that he had to hold himself back from killing them both his anger hard to control, only the fear of screwing up the job for the Avado Clan kept him in check, they owned him and it started to anger him even more as his fists shook uncontrollably frustrated.
"Focus on the job Rom, don't fuck this up.." he thought to himself taking a deep breath before kicking the hold man in the ribs.
"How do you like that huh? Not so preachy now are you!" Rom taunted the old man
"If you every give protection money to any other faction besides the Avado Clan I will do more than slap around that girl with my tale old man. Do you understand me you human fuck face!?" Romanus said wanting with every fiber in his ruthless Saiyan body to murder him on the spot his anger was causing his power level to start to spike out of his own control as he started glowing in red ki lightly, feeling this power starting to get out of control he couldn't hit them anymore or he would do too much damage and that defeated the purpose of this job is the shopkeepers where too injured to make money and give the Avado Clan their cut.
The Saiyan thug could see the sheer terror in the old man eyes as he walked over him heading towards the door his dastardly eyes seeing the girl on the floor sniffling with tears rubbing her face as he learned down at her.
"You smell like cheap perfume, keep that old man in line or I will be back lil lady" Rom said with a evil smirk taunting her tapping his nose which was many times more sensitive than a human's as he walked around her to the door stuffing his hands into his trench coat leaving. He flung the door open and walked back onto the streets of Oolong City looking both directions seeing if the law was anywhere to be seen, but all he saw was a homeless man laying on the wall by a corner to his right and a few parked cars to his left.
He walked down the street trying to calm down, he should of been happy with another job done he would be paid kindly by the Avado Clan, but he didn't feel any satisfaction, in fact he had not felt it for a long time now. It felt like he was going through the motion from job to job, some were challenging, but most were dirty thuggish jobs like this.
"Do I really want to keep doing this all my life?" He wondered thinking again of Marjhan's message as he turned a corner walking through the urban landscape neon lights blazing as night set in.
The Saiyan balled his fist looking at it as it started to glow in red ki aura much like his hot headed personalty, he felt like he was wasting his real potential, they were holding him back she should of killed those two on the spot for insulting him, the truth was the old man's insults stung, he was right what kinda Saiyan warrior shakes up weak old men and girls for protection money.
"Tch, damnit! Screw it I guess I will see about this offer" He said not liking having his strings pulled by this mysterious Saiyan girl nor his friend Zukkah. "They are fools in over their heads if they think they can take on the whole world....but maybe thats what I want, a challenge worthy of a Saiyan warrior." He thought as he lowered his balled fist as the red glow faded. So it was settled, he would join up with the Saiyan group as crazy as the idea was it was better than this life.
It seems that the young Saiyan would indeed walk the path of the Saiyan warrior if the group could actually back up its words, only one way to find out.
Word Count: 2,053
Total Word Count: 2,053
Writers Comments: So there you go, the backstory of how Rom joined Marjhan's Saiyan group before the Devil's Cook Gang 7 Star Mission.
"I bet it was Zukkah and Lottus who told her about me, tch she must be something to get those two knuckle heads to join any damned cause!" He thought to himself as he reached into his brown trench coat to pull out a cigarette as he leaned on a brick wall covered in colorful graffiti, the neon lights of Oolong City reflected off of him as he blazed up with smoke with his left index finger burning in red ki before he snapped his hand to extinguish it as sparks of fading ki fell on the ground.
The Saiyan thug took a deep drag and let out a puff of smoke, he didn't even know there were Saiyans out there which such ambitions to actually make something happen it was in stark contrast to the dirty criminal world his Avado Clan operated in, all they seemed to care about is fighting over turf and making money. It was obvious the Saiyan Warrior tradition to the Avado Clan had become more superficial pride than an actual lifestyle to live by.
Any more thoughts on Marjhan's message would have to wait as he was not in Oolong City as a tourist, he was here to help the Avado Saiyan Clan muscle in to the sinful city for profit. Saiyan eyed some shop keepers who were getting ready to close as the last customers left waving at them as the Saiyan gangster grinned seeing his chance to do his job.
(Romanus)
"Alright...showtime," he muttered dropping his cigarette on the dirty street as he looked both directions across the street seeing no Oolong Police, not like they could really stop a full blown Avado Saiyan enforcer even if they tried Romanus was trained in many of the old traditions of Saiyan combat since he was a kid, he was no pushover and coukld handle himself or he would have never made it this far in the cutthroat Saiyan crime group.
He walked up to the small store's door now with a sign that said closed as he reached for the door knob, it was still unlocked so no need to bust down the door and make a bigger scene that a small peanuts job required always mindful of attracting too much attention to his Avado Clan. He opened the door irked by that thought as he knew tales of his ancestors not giving a damn about attracting the law, especially if the law were a bunch of weaklings with only their guns to back up humanities rule.
As the Saiyan entered the shop and the door made a jingle sound he scanned around seeing a grey bearded man and a young black haired girl who started to walk his way as Romanus eyed her with an unfriendly look that made her tense up and halt as he spoke, "stay back lady if you know whats good for ya!" He warned walking past the girl who seemed frozen his Saiyan animal like sense of smell caught the sent of female perfume mixed in with human as he walked up to the old man.
"You are going to start paying protection money too the Avado Clan, whoever used to run these streets is old news. Do you understand me old man and who I represent?" The Saiyan thug asked staring the elderly shop keeper down catching a whiff of old man human scent in the shop that disgusted him, he preferred at least the pretty human girl's cheap perfume of flowers as he waited for a response.
"I know of the Avado Saiyans," he simply said staring back with a defiant look. "They are just like any other criminals troubling this city," he said bluntly annoying Romanus that he was being grouped in with none Saiyan scum? But were they all that different now? Those thoughts angered the young Saiyan as he shot back "we are not like common criminals, we are the descendants of Saiyan Warriors, we are Saiyan Warriors!" Romanus said raising his voice looking even more hostile as he grabbed the old man by the shirt and pushed him up against the wall of the shop.
"You're just a dirty human, a hundred of your kind ain't worth a damn compared to a Saiyan Warrior" The Saiyan said tightening his grip starting to lose his temper as tried to restrain himself.
(NPC: Old Man Shopkeeper)
"What kind of warrior shakes down an old man for criminals!" He said as the Saiyan's eyes widened and his heart rate jumped with those words cut at his whatever semblance of Saiyan pride he held onto almost desperately these days.
The red haired girl rushed over to her relative in a panic fearing for his safety,
(NPC: Granddaughter Shopkeeper)
"leave my grandfather alone, what did he ever do to y-you bully!" She said grabbing Rom's trenchcoat as he turned staring at her.
Bully, criminal, thug, scumbag, gangster, Romanus had been attempting to take on a persona of not caring about such labels with an attitude of not giving a fuck. But it was bothering him, It always had like he was squandering his potential with these types of jobs as the words from Marjhan's message entered his mind, "take up the path of the Saiyan Warrior and join me in conquest, the blood of our ancestors runs through your blood it is calling to you.." Romanus blinked then snapped back to attention.
The Saiyan uncoiled his tail and smacked the girl in the face with enough force that it sent her tumbling to the floor as she cried on pain as the Saiyan gangster threw the old man on the ground in such an angry rage that he had to hold himself back from killing them both his anger hard to control, only the fear of screwing up the job for the Avado Clan kept him in check, they owned him and it started to anger him even more as his fists shook uncontrollably frustrated.
"Focus on the job Rom, don't fuck this up.." he thought to himself taking a deep breath before kicking the hold man in the ribs.
"How do you like that huh? Not so preachy now are you!" Rom taunted the old man
(Romanus)
"If you every give protection money to any other faction besides the Avado Clan I will do more than slap around that girl with my tale old man. Do you understand me you human fuck face!?" Romanus said wanting with every fiber in his ruthless Saiyan body to murder him on the spot his anger was causing his power level to start to spike out of his own control as he started glowing in red ki lightly, feeling this power starting to get out of control he couldn't hit them anymore or he would do too much damage and that defeated the purpose of this job is the shopkeepers where too injured to make money and give the Avado Clan their cut.
The Saiyan thug could see the sheer terror in the old man eyes as he walked over him heading towards the door his dastardly eyes seeing the girl on the floor sniffling with tears rubbing her face as he learned down at her.
"You smell like cheap perfume, keep that old man in line or I will be back lil lady" Rom said with a evil smirk taunting her tapping his nose which was many times more sensitive than a human's as he walked around her to the door stuffing his hands into his trench coat leaving. He flung the door open and walked back onto the streets of Oolong City looking both directions seeing if the law was anywhere to be seen, but all he saw was a homeless man laying on the wall by a corner to his right and a few parked cars to his left.
He walked down the street trying to calm down, he should of been happy with another job done he would be paid kindly by the Avado Clan, but he didn't feel any satisfaction, in fact he had not felt it for a long time now. It felt like he was going through the motion from job to job, some were challenging, but most were dirty thuggish jobs like this.
"Do I really want to keep doing this all my life?" He wondered thinking again of Marjhan's message as he turned a corner walking through the urban landscape neon lights blazing as night set in.
The Saiyan balled his fist looking at it as it started to glow in red ki aura much like his hot headed personalty, he felt like he was wasting his real potential, they were holding him back she should of killed those two on the spot for insulting him, the truth was the old man's insults stung, he was right what kinda Saiyan warrior shakes up weak old men and girls for protection money.
"Tch, damnit! Screw it I guess I will see about this offer" He said not liking having his strings pulled by this mysterious Saiyan girl nor his friend Zukkah. "They are fools in over their heads if they think they can take on the whole world....but maybe thats what I want, a challenge worthy of a Saiyan warrior." He thought as he lowered his balled fist as the red glow faded. So it was settled, he would join up with the Saiyan group as crazy as the idea was it was better than this life.
It seems that the young Saiyan would indeed walk the path of the Saiyan warrior if the group could actually back up its words, only one way to find out.
Word Count: 2,053
Total Word Count: 2,053
Writers Comments: So there you go, the backstory of how Rom joined Marjhan's Saiyan group before the Devil's Cook Gang 7 Star Mission.