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Post by Ruby on Nov 10, 2019 1:23:59 GMT -8
A lone woman with waist length pink hair sat on the railing in the parking lot, a look of frustration on her face. After the sparring with Fang, she had somehow manage to contract a fever and her search for another adept martial artist to assist her in her quest through competition was put on hold until she got better. Being bedridden, Ruby was forced to rely on advertisement via paper in search for the last member of the group. The pinkhead would honestly preferred to ascertain their ability herself before recruiting them but any longer and her client would likely seek another group to assist them instead. A small smile bloomed on her lips as Ruby recalled the fight with the masked warrior, which she still relished greatly. Fang reminded her of the luchador fighters with his boar mask and agile maneuvers which forced her to second guess his every move. Her own martial techniques focused on agility and footwork but it was also on the stiff side as opposed to the liquid grace shown by Fang in their encounter. Her mind then began to wonder about the third member and what they would bring to the table. Within the advertisement, she had emphasized on the danger they may face so she had hope that they would be able to carry themselves well and assist them both should they come up short. WC:233 TWC:233 Fang King
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Post by King on Nov 10, 2019 4:21:44 GMT -8
Three parking spaces. There was your run-of-the-mill hover automobile parked across three parking spots in this parking lot. It was hardly something to focus on - perhaps not even something to take notice of unless, of course, you were searching for a parking spot as well. King was not - but at the same time, the red-robbed, rope-belted beastman could not help but continuously stare at the sight as he ventured further into the parking lot. Just as he grew nearer, another vehicle passed by and stopped before the illegally-parked car. It beeped its horn even though nobody was inside the other offending machine. Their rage consumed them enough to vent their frustrations from behind the wheel, evoking the commonplace, obnoxiously-loud wailing cars were equipped to produce. King was close enough to shield his ears from the high volume of the car’s irksome expulsion and pushed a hand forward to signal for them to stop. “I’ve got this!” he announced. The declaration grabbed the angry driver’s attention. Without hesitation, the small pandaman grabbed hold of the car’s underside. With a heave, it lifted up enough that he was able to slip beneath it. It took but an instant, his form becoming a smear of motion. He felt the car come back down on his back, but the impact was highly cushioned by his hands and arms. They were tasked with hoisting the car up onto his back and then over head. “...MOVE YOUR FUCKING CAR!!!” King screamed before literally throwing the car down the parking lot. It twisted through the air and landed upright, rocking only but a bit. Then there was the car alarm. The onlooking driver’s mouth was agape. They were speechless as they watched. King gave them a solute and ran towards the only individual idling in the parking lot at the time; Ruby. “This is a meeting place. I’m meeting someone here!” he told her without any concern for the background commotion. “Did you request a martial artist?!” King pressed a thumb to his own chest. “‘Cause that’s me!”
WC: 348
TWC: 581
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Post by Fang on Nov 10, 2019 19:01:41 GMT -8
It was a strange occurrence to be walking through a parking lot, and then to catch glimpse of a vehicle hurtling through the air. Jettisoned by the least expected resident of Oolong City, the Saiyan hybrid watched behind his eccentric, real boar mask as the structure’s weight came down with enough force to set off its alarm, challenging its integrity. Whatever the intentions of this half-dressed, pig mask donning man with a pair of serrated katana were, it was impossible to tell because of his face being obscured. Fang knew that, or at least he heard from one of his colleagues, that catastrophe and opportunity were allegedly the same word—or something. In cases like these, it was best to make the most out of it. In fact, he spent a large portion of his life living by such deliberations. For a fleeting moment, he forgot about the job he agreed to join Ruby on for the day. Sights set on the car, he charged towards it. Leaping into the air, he scaled a huge distance and retained a generous amount of airtime while he pulled his knees to his chest. If one were to reference diving, this was similar to the cannonball. ”MEAT BICYCLES!”Plummeting through the windshield, he splattered glass into fragments on the hood, roof, and ground; not even the vehicle’s interior was spared. Upon recuperating, he seized anything of value, shoved them into his pockets, and then dropkicked his way out of the back window. Emerging from the back, he sprinted in the direction of the pair close by. He remembered he had a task of sorts to execute with Ruby, and the herculean pandaman adjacent must have been the other participant. The strides he took with each motion were long enough to almost give the appearance of skating towards the duo. -- WC: 306 TWC: 887 Tag: Ruby King
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Post by Ruby on Nov 11, 2019 8:44:00 GMT -8
The blaring of the horn could be heard throughout the park assailed the pinkette's eardrum, drawing her attention. She turned her head slightly towards the source, a car whose driver completely blew their gasket. Her head tilted slightly as her eyes move towards the source of his annoyance, an empty car illegally parking over multiple spaces. A small chuckle escaped from her lips as she continue to watch, thinking of letting the driver stew a bit before assisting them. Her opportunity to do so however slipped from her grasp as a beastman lifted said car with Herculean strength, her eyebrow raised at the spectacle before her. The vehicle was launched towards an empty parking lot which in turn triggered an ear-deafening alarm. Even as King approached her, she could barely hear his voice over the alarm before another crashing sound that completely shut down the alarm. Raising her finger as if to say one moment, she turned to see the source of the interruption which revealed to be the remaining participant for the task. Not only did he landed on the car, he even looted it's content. She couldn't see exactly what he took but merely give King a slight shrug in indication for his behavior. It was only after after Fang joined them officially that she spoke. "I certainly did. You're pretty strong aren't cha? Name's Ruby and this is Fang. What's your name?"Meanwhile, in the distance a blonde woman with fair skin and blue eyes approached them. With an ample bust and curvy physiques, she drew attention of most males within the area. A small smirk formed oon her lips as she took off her glasses, placing the temple tip near her lips as she studied all three of them. "Hmm...Are you three the treasure hunters I'm looking for?" the blonde woman asked. -- WC: 307 TWC: 1194 Tag: King Fang
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Post by King on Nov 11, 2019 11:24:59 GMT -8
A fair-skinned slender man – twenty-something, doubtlessly – he took but a handful of steps outside the establishment before a pungent stress overcame him. His line of sight fell to none other than where the tossed automobile was prior and then after a quick scan of the surroundings, it found purchase upon its newfound location. “What the--- WHO!?” His fragmented outburst was woefully overwhelmed by the cars alarm. It appeared while the car's owner ran towards his relocated vehicle, King was busy finding interruption in another sounding. He looked back to see another car being ravaged and pilfered by a human, possibly. The silence was potent after the alarm ceased to function. “DID YOU DO THIS..!?” This came from the young adult male. He possessed an attitude about him – but at the same time, those four words progressively got quieter and more hesitant as he realized the man wearing the boar mask just threw what he thought to be two cars. He saw, at least, him throwing one that was not his own. “Uh...” King's brow furrowed as he watched the man, and then he simply turned back around to face Ruby. “My name? King!” Both fists were brought against each respective side of his hips. “I guess I'm... pretty okay I guess...” He looked away and was completely unable to stifle his very-satisfied grin. “Fang?” He echoed the name and turned to face him. “You shouldn't go around throwing cars like that...” King shook his head with a certain obviousness to his own actions. He could hardly go on. Another figure was speaking and she claimed his attention without any trouble. “...Yes!” King announced. “This may be my first official gig, but you can be sure I'm one of the best out there! No worries hiring me for anything!”
WC: 298
TWC: 1492
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Post by Fang on Nov 11, 2019 21:08:09 GMT -8
”Yeah! What he said!”Pointing his finger towards the beastman, he exclaimed his response after taking note of the curvaceous blonde before them. Revealing herself to be the one who sought three treasure hunters, he withheld no doubt in his mind that this was the individual who intended to assign them to an endeavour resulting in delectable treasures beyond his comprehension. When Ruby introduced him earlier, he lost the need to speak his own name courtesy of her efforts. After sprinting in the direction of the duo, it was probably a good thing—his intentions could have been misinterpreted. However, the woman who approached them might not have caught wind of is glorious title, and he sought to rectify that. Picking out a small fragment of glass from his shoulder and tossing it behind him, he flexed his muscles. The action rippled his physiology, allowing both women to feast their eyes on the Olympian physique. “Damn right! I’m Fang, in case you haven’t heard! And I’m the best treasure hunter the world has ever seen, believe it!” Dropping low to the ground, he perched himself atop his hands. A set of impressive clap push-ups ensued. WC: 195 TWC: 1687 Tag: Ruby King
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Post by Ruby on Nov 12, 2019 14:59:28 GMT -8
A young man appeared out of nowhere, presumably the owner of the vehicle that was wrecked based on the first few words that left his mouth. However he cowered slightly upon King's glare and this cause the pinkette to giggle slightly at the sight. When Fang flexed his Olympian physique, Ruby would drink the sight in rather greedily and find herself not the only one. Even their client's eyes seem to linger more on him than necessary. The client took a moment to scan the trio, her eyes showing signs of familiarity when she looked at Ruby before nodding at the duo's introductions. Her lips drew into a subtle smirk at their declaration but it swiftly changed into one with a very bright smile instead. "Well you all certainly don't lack in enthusiasm. My name is Daisy. I have intel saying there's a vault that contained treasures somewhere within the city which belonged to a long past deceased demon lord. What I'm interested in is procuring the circlet within the vault. Feel free to help yourself with everything else that lay inside."With that she would turn around as if to leave the park. "If you are interested, come. We need to be there before the other treasure hunters get to it.WC: 214 TWC: 1901 King Fang
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Post by King on Nov 12, 2019 15:36:55 GMT -8
After having decided to mirror Fang's clap push-ups, Fang found the small pandaman beside him doing the same motions as he. Their employer had to endure this sight as well as, of course, their prior antics. Enthusiasm abounded; so much so that King almost missed Daisy beckoning them to follow within her wake. “Of course! Let's go, guys!” King replied with an obvious strain to his words as he pushed himself into the air. A generous amount of rotation allowed him to find his way back upon a sturdy pair of feet. And with that? His first mission was complete. Their employer discovered the three's inborn talent and doubtlessly caught whiff of their untapped potential throughout the whole ordeal. They proved plenty capable and the beginnings of a bond was forming between them known or unbeknownst to them. As to how they succeeded in their escapades? That's a story for another time.
WC: 152
TWC: 2053
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