Leo
5th Class
Posts: 42
Race: Genie
Affiliation: none
Powerlevel: 425
HP: 20
KI: 20
Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Vitality: 2
Energy: 2
Zeni: 675
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Post by Leo on Jun 10, 2015 13:05:44 GMT -6
As the shuttle made its way through the black void of space that paled in comparison to her captain, the music playing over the intercom speakers paused for several brief seconds. Jojo started awake with a noisy snort, looked around, and saw the planet approaching in through the viewport. Reaching over to reactivate his music, he nosed the ship slightly toward the planet and prepared for entry into its atmosphere. Over his communication system, a voice aggressively inquired, "Approaching ship! State your designation and business here!"
Jojo answered with his typical slow, singsong voice, "Hiiii... I'm Jojo, and I've been paid to taxi some people over here. Someone named Third Class Grunt Arba, and his special friend who has a tail. I'm landing now." The traffic control officer shouted back, a note of panic in his voice, "No! Wait! That's the control tow-*kshhhh*"
With a rending screech, the shuttle landed atop the tower where the traffic control personnel went about their business, and slightly crumpled the roof. It was nowhere near like the damage done to Rakatsu's house, but it looked very expensive since the top level or so had been flattened. He opened the cabin door and called out to his passengers, "We're heeeere! Now give me the rest of my money, or I won't open the door."
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Post by Arba Starshine on Jun 11, 2015 5:52:52 GMT -6
Already thoroughly agitated from having to listen to "Little Einsteins - Rap Remix 2015" looped ad infinitum, Arba unfolded his hands from under his chin and rose to his feet as the craft made its destructive touch-down on the roof of the watchtower, the hybrid's brow twitching violently as he tried to remain calm.
As Jojo opened the cabin door and declared their arrival as well as demanded the rest of his pay, a thin smile slowly spreads across the hybrid's lips... The Genie had managed to do it, he pushed Arba to the point of breaking. "You sincerely believe you can hold me hostage if I didn't want to pay you? Fine, I've got your money right here." Reaching beneath his armor and retrieving his wallet, Arba withdrew the requisite pay, strolling slowly towards the cockpit. What started as a casual pace at first instantaneously broke into a flash-step at the hybrid's full speed, attempting to rush into the cockpit and assault girthsome man. Despite the air rushing loudly in his ears, all Arba could hear as it blasted in the back of his mind was, /"WE'RE GOING ON A TRIP IN OUR FAVORITE ROCKET SHIP, ZOOOOOOMING THROUGH THE SKY, LITTLE EINSTEINS!"/
HP: 30/30, Ki 40/40, Martial Arts 6 (4D), No defensive action.
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Leo
5th Class
Posts: 42
Race: Genie
Affiliation: none
Powerlevel: 425
HP: 20
KI: 20
Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Vitality: 2
Energy: 2
Zeni: 675
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Post by Leo on Jun 11, 2015 21:12:33 GMT -6
Jojo took the punch full in the face, his blob-like form seeming briefly as if it would absorb Arba's fist, and indeed perhaps the rest of him as well, into the void of his darker than black body. His skin seemed somehow oilier than his voice, if such a thing was possible, and Arba would likely be glad that he had gloves on. With a smile twisted into a warped parody by Arba's fist, he replied eerily cheerfully, "Oh... Oh my... Well, if that's how you want it, you can get out. I'll just put it on your tab for later. Heh. Heheheh. Hah! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA!"
Ignoring Arba entirely after that point, he reached over with one hand to open the outer door as well, and with the other hand started up the ship again, sending it lurching awkwardly into the sky and toward the edge of the atmosphere. The wind began to howl as the still-somehow-unconscious saiyan tumbled out of the now-open airlock door onto the somewhat damaged control tower roof with a wet thudding noise.
HP: 16/20 Ki: 20/20 No fighting actions taken.
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Post by Arba Starshine on Jun 12, 2015 6:01:08 GMT -6
As the aircraft suddenly lurches skyward with the rear hatch open, Arba can do naught but claw desperately at the open air as gravity takes ahold of him and rips him from his assault, the aircraft speeding away as he goes tumbling head-over-ass out the back. With grace and poise, the hybrid somersaults through the air in an attempt to avoid landing on his back, and instead lands on Rakutsu's, adding injury to insult before he flounders upon landing atop the Saiyan and promptly flops onto his own face.
Shaking a well-oiled fist skyward towards the fleeing aircraft, Arba completely forgets he has a blaster on his hip and indignantly shouts after the Merchant, "ADD THIS TO MY TAB, YOU FAT CREEP!" And then with all the poise and grace he could muster once more, the grunt promptly fired the rudest of gestures skyward, a sign so vulgar that this writer can't even begin to describe it.
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Leo
5th Class
Posts: 42
Race: Genie
Affiliation: none
Powerlevel: 425
HP: 20
KI: 20
Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Vitality: 2
Energy: 2
Zeni: 675
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Post by Leo on Jun 13, 2015 23:50:26 GMT -6
Jojo continued to fly away into the dark void between the stars, laughing maniacally all the while. He closed the doors, and set his autopilot for the black sea of stars. The bruise on his face stung, but he had faith that he would get his just payment inevitably. With interest...
(I think we're done here too.)
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