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Desert of Mother Fu...
Topic Started: Apr 23 2015, 12:29 AM (1,501 Views)
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Yesterday was... different. Very rarely did Daze meet someone so unique let alone have the experience he had. It was a good day. But that day was over and Daze didn't live in the past. He pressed on and found the present always to be more interesting than anything yesterday could offer. Making sure to put his pants on, Daze left his room and went down the stairs wearing incredibly tight but stretchy jean pants and a pair of orange goggles on his head, nothing more.

"Hot! HOT! HOT!!!" a voice shouted from the backroom of a rather large pub. "Why on Earth is it always SO DAMN HOT!!!" he shouted again, taking a step through the backroom door. His skin was dark, but hair light. He seemed to be focused on nothing in particular, but his path was clear... something to drink.

"Oi... up this early, eh Daze? Heard what you did last night. You sounded like a champ," the man behind the bar sighed.

"Shut yer, fuckin' mouth and give me something to drink," Daze replied, kicking the chair away from the table so there was room for him to sit between the table and seat.

"Don't talk to me like that, this is my bar!" the bartender and apparent owner said.

"Yea!? Well I'm your fuckin' customer! and if I want to talk to you like that, you'll just have to fuckin' take it, ain't that right?" Daze said, sounding almost sarcastic. He pulled on his goggles and rested them aroundhis neck , acting as a necklace of some sorts. "And make it cold this time Bruce, I hate drinkin' hot liquor on a hot day!"

"I should kick you out of here one of these days, you know that?" Bruce replied, shaking his head as he poured Daze a drink. It didn't appear to be that way, but the two go far back. Daze has kicked out every ruffian who has tried to show their ugly mug in this little quinsy bar. He's volunteered himself as the bar's bouncer but he prefer's to call himself the king of the pub. "Here you go, drink up."

"Don't mind if I do!" Daze replied with a big shit eating grin, grabbing at theshot and downing it as fast as he can so that that the burn only lasted for a brief second. His throat was still a bit sore from all the shots from last night.

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"Mesas. Lets. Do. Mesas." Roots was going to have a lot of fun with this one. He leaned back in his chair, putting his hood up again. He reached underneath his seat, feeling around as his friends? spoke.

"You're definitely an exceptional human. Some I saw when I first got here couldn't even lift a big rock and throw it well, but you can punch like a Saiyan!"

"Aw, Babe. You're gonna make me fuckin' blush…. naw, it's all because of this stupid shit," Roots was upside down in his seat, looking underneath his seat with his feet up in the air, feeling the wind. His head turned from his search only for a moment when Daze was showing off his arm. It occurred to Roots, in his glance, that they had to have something to do with how Daze shrugged off his assault earlier. A nifty ability, Roots had to admit.

"Every since these happened I've been able to do weird shit. I've always been tough, but these made me into a whole fuckin' differen't person," A moment later, Roots found what he thought he was looking for. Underneath Daze’s seat, Shenron only knew how to traverse. But Roots, the courageous Saiyan pulled out a dark glass bottle with a decent amount of liquid at the bottom.

“Bet you there’s something tasty in here, eh??”
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"Orbs or not, You're a paragon of your race..." She said, busting out the vocabulary as she shifted to a more comfortable position since they were essentially clear of the desert. She smiled a quiet victory to herself; she'd made it out of the desert without ever saying how she'd gotten lost, how she'd had to double-back and would have been forced to ask for help if there wasn't already someone here to make Daze want to leave. Roots had done her a favor in that respect, despite their endless ribbing. As he pulled out some liquor, the girl watched large pillars slowly file into view.

"Hey, is that the mesa's thing you're talking about?" She asked -- the closet one had to be at least fifty feet in the air! Man, if she was an Oozaru, she bet that she'd grab one and use it as a giant, crumbly baseball bat. She probably wouldn't drink a liquid that had been sitting in the desert sun underneath Daze's car, but she wasn't going to stop Root from drinking poison if he wanted to risk it. He did drink Minotaur piss, or whatever it was, after all.

"We should make something here into a competition."

What, though?
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"Orbs or not, You're a paragon of your race..." Daze's face flushed slightly. Hard to see with his dark complexion though. Not to mention the goggles hid some of it too. "Hey, is that the mesa's thing you're talking about?" Daze nodded in agreeance. The area was notable dryer than where they were. I'ts understandable why Roots began to dig for something to drink.

Bet you there’s something tasty in here, eh??” Daze looked over and smirked.

"Yea, that shit's pretty strong," Daze claimed. A devious thought crossed his mind. He waited to see if Roots was going to drink it. If he did Daze would pipe up and say, "My piss has got a kick too, huh?" he said as a jest of course. If Roots reacted to the notion of drinking Daze's piss, he'd bust out with a maniacal laughter that would give the joke away.

"We should make something here into a competition." Daze nodded once more.

"Shit. Why not?" Daze asked rhetorically. Of course, Daze was out of brilliant ideas. He had to wait and see if something came to him.
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"Yea, that shit's pretty strong," Enough for Roots. He immediately began to drink it, and was practically almost done when Daze spoke again.

"My piss has got a kick too, huh?" The Saiyan burst out in laughter, splattering a bit of whatever the hell was in the bottle out into the wind. It took him a solid second to regain himself, to hear Azuki mention a competition. Daze nodded, and Roots shrugged. What’s the fuckin’ catch here, though?

“Uh...well, first of all,” He laughed mid sentence, and then continued.

“Daze, if that was piss your piss has got a hell of an aftertaste. But uh, more importantly, what kind of competition are we talkin’ about right now, Azuki?”

He was more than willing, his voice revealed that to be true. His curiosity was the culprit here.
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"I dunno. Didn't think that far ahead." She said in answer, glad they accepted the idea of it at least -- and laughing at Roots momentarily when he was told it was piss. But when the male laughed himself, she stopped and eyed him... what... a weirdo. She was suddenly very glad the Saiyan had decided she was too young for him, because she would have been regretting it just about then!

"Maybe we could see who can knock over a Mesa the fastest. Or try and climb them without flying, and whoever gets to the top first wins."

Wins what, though? Bragging rights?
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Daze, if that was piss your piss has got a hell of an aftertaste. But uh, more importantly, what kind of competition are we talkin’ about right now, Azuki?” Daze was still laughing from the small prank he pulled on Roots.

"Probably does," he replied, about the after taste, his laughter subduing.

"Maybe we could see who can knock over a Mesa the fastest. Or try and climb them without flying, and whoever gets to the top first wins." Daze, not waiting for any other suggestions decided that was a wonderful idea and slammed on the breaks while turning the wheel. The hover car began to 'drift' towards a Mesa before coming to a complete halt. Daze killed the engine and hopped out of the car, his side closest to the Mesa he just parked next to.

"Deal," is all he said, holding his hand out to Azuki with a small bow, an offer to help her out of the car if she desired. "My Queen?" Daze said, looking at her with a smile. Which he probably needed to butter up a bit anyway. He did just probably give them all whiplash with the sudden breaking of the car.
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Roots let out a long raspberry as Azuki spoke. Competition but no thought yet? He sunk down in his seat, listening to Daze and Azuki, the piss joke still on the back of his and the dark skinned human’s mind. The female Saiyan better have something soon, because he was definitely not creative enough at the moment to come up with any kind of game that didn’t evolve fighting, drinking, or both.

"Maybe we could see who can knock over a Mesa the fastest. Or try and climb them without flying, and whoever gets to the top first wins." The car jerked to a halt just a moment later, and Roots flew forward, crashing, his head ending up where his feet should have been and his feet sticking up in the air again.

Is that another bottttle? Was what he remembered thinking before the car was parked. He had been pretty dizzy the other ten seconds or so. Daze began to get out, so he floated up, putting his feet on the first thing he found which was part of the frame, and hood of the car, and then jumped, landing on solid ground a moment later.

“What’d you say, Azuki? Something about blowing shit up?”
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Azuki was jerked around by the sudden slamming of the breaks and swerving of the car; a hand stretched out to the door to grip it for dear life, while the other braced against the seat. Even then it jostled her brain around; it was a good thing Daze was trying to butter her up, because she shot him a look that suggested it would be against his best interests to swerve like that again. She took his hand, stepping up on to the seat, then the door, and off onto the ground before releasing it. And then she kept marching past him.

"I dunno. He said deal, but he didn't say deal to what. What's the bet, Daze? And what happens when somebody wins?" She says, shoving off some of the responsibility to him. Why should she have to do all the hard, brain-hurting work today? Was it because she was the least drunk one... or because she was the girl?
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"Let's fuckin' destroy a Mesa," Daze said with a shit eating grin. He made his way to the back of the car where there was a tiny little trunk. Daze pulled out a pair of brown leather fingerless gloves and slipped them on both hands. They had about a half inch white cloth around the cuff. He closed the trunk and made his way back to the other two. "Anything goes. Whoever leaves it the most destroyed wins," he said with a grin.

"And what happens when somebody wins?" Daze stopped. What would the winner get. They were his mates already so it's not like he could win that twice from them. After all, they were going to go to Namek, Vegeta or Lizard Palace or whatever together. A team... Daze thought.

"Yeah. That's it," he said, not adding much context to his statement. "The winner gets to decide what our team name is," Daze said, pointing to roots, himself and Azuki, indicating that they were a team of some kind. It was a novelty idea. He knew Azuki wouldn't be able to resist the idea of Daze and Roots telling people that they were actually part of Azuki's Empire, especially if she chose that as the Team Name.
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"I dunno. He said deal, but he didn't say deal to what. What's the bet, Daze? And what happens when somebody wins?" Good questions. Ones that Roots was curious about, too.

"Let's fuckin' destroy a Mesa," It was already a good idea. Roots immediately began to stretch, feeling his adrenaline come to life. He was still pretty buzzed, and so excited about the competition, almost forgot about the reward.

"Yeah. That's it. The winner gets to decide what our team name is," Daze pointed at the three of them, and Roots couldn’t help but grin in respond to Daze’s energy. At first glance, he almost seemed like a madman. Roots couldn’t blame him even if he was, having glowing tattoos that gave you superpowers would make anybody a little…Dazed.

Roots giggled to himself. He thought that was funny. Then, he spoke up.

“I’m down. Anything to avoid being named ‘Azuki’s Empire’ or, ‘Fuckin’ Losers,’”
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Azuki turned her head towards Roots.

"You sure you can even beat me?" She asked confidently, clearly having been practicing something. "I'll go last." The girl volunteered, before pointing towards Daze. "You can go first, then. Whoever wins gets to name... whatever the fuck this is." She wasn't going to base the name of her future kingdom and empire off of this, but this roving band of mercenaries? Sure. She could agree to go by a name as long as it wasn't stupid, and if it was she'd withdraw and start a new team with blackjack and hookers instead of a stupid name. She crossed her arms to watch Daze's display, and then Roots'.
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"Wha... Me!?" Daze looked shocked. He never gets to go first unless he jumps the gun on it. Daze felt like he just won a prize or something. Shit, he's never won any of those either. Mostly because, ya know, Apocalypse world. Who the fuck's giving out prizes? "Seriously? I'm first?" His stupid grin stretched across his face. Not waiting for them to change their mind Daze ran over to the field of Mesas. He had to pick one very carefully. He didn't want to pick a dinky one. Oh no. Daze looked and examined until he found the biggest fucking Mesa in the area and walked right up to it's basin. Daze couldn't even see the top due to it's angle while standing that close.

"Yeah. You're the one," he muttered with excitement. "Oi! I'm going to try something new!" Daze shouted holding his right arm straight up into the air and pointing to the blue orb in the fore arm.

Daze took several steps back and turned his body so that his left side was facing the Mesa. His right arm began to glow as rocks from around the area formed around it through Elemental Harmony. Not enough. Got to dig deeper... he thought. His tattoos began to glow bright and his muscle mass increase by a noticeable amount. Still not enough, got to dig deeper... he shook his head. Daze's skin began to flicker blue again. It had been almost a full day since he used this technique and he wasn't sure he could again. DIG DEEPER!!! Daze screamed inside his own head.

And with a sudden flash his body lit ablaze with a blue flame. At this point Daze began to scream at the top of his lungs as something new started to happen. His blue, rock covered arm began to distort the space around it as a bright purple light began to glow around the fist. Rocks and other debris circled around the distortion in space as it created a new field of gravity.

"This... is definitely new!!" Daze shouted unsure what he's doing but sadly, wasn't done with yet. The distortion began to grow around him and the orbiting further away from the distortion. All the dust and sand on the ground began to push away from Daze from his strange new hat trick.

"I Got... SOMETHING For Ya!!" Daze shouted, unsure what that something was, pulling his fist back along with the distortion. Daze winced from pain. The distortion was painful on his muscles. He felt like his fist weighed a ton. With one last scream Daze launched his attack at the basin of the Mesa. A large crackle of blue and purple energy exploded at contact sending a shock wave out from around the contact point. The Explosion of energy went up the center of the Mesa causing large rock chunks to explode outwards into other Mesa's nearby before it collapsed due to it's structural integrity being devastatingly compromised. Dust and rock fell for what felt like a solid minute before anyone was able to see Daze laying on his back, breathing heavily with a laugh.

"I liked that..." he muttered to himself with a shit eating grin on his face. "Roots... I think it's your turn!" Daze shouted as he kicked himself up from the ground. His body still glowing blue as he didn't quite know how to turn it off yet. He walked over to where the other two were standing still wearing his shit eating grin.

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"You sure you can even beat me?" Roots scratched his nose with a grin, already feeling his excitement build.

"I'll go last.You can go first, then. Whoever wins gets to name... whatever the fuck this is." She folded her arms and gave her verdict on who went first, and a moment later, Roots shrugged. What the queen said went.

"Wha... Me!? Seriously? I'm first?" Roots floated over and sat on the hood on the car with a grin, letting his body relax. He had no problem watching Daze and his crazy fuckin’ tattooes blow shit up. It took Daze only a few moments decide, and then he began. He seemed to focus, focusing for several moments, enough that Roots muttered What the fuck is he doin’? But when Daze lit aflame with blue Roots laughed.

“Your fuckin’ boyfriend’s got new surprised every minute, eh?” He took a long drag from his cigarette he had managed to light when nobody was looking. He floated up, his grin only getting wider. Daze was putting on a show, that was for sure. The colors flowing from Daze’s body began to come hard to look at it but Roots shielded his eyes from the brunt of the rays, and only a second later Daze unleashed his power on the Mesa.

The sound was incredible. A symphony of crashing rocks, shattering dirt, broken earth. The Mesa had shattered apart in blue and purple crackling light. It took a little bit for the rubble to clear, but when it did, Roots saw Daze lying on his back laughing. The Saiyan floated up into the air with a cheer.

“Fuckin’ hell, Daze, that WAS somethin!” The Saiyan began to float out into the field of Mesas, giving Azuki an obviously sarcastic “My quueeeeeeeeen” before he left. He had already seen his Mesa. It wasn’t as large at Daze’s, but it was much more...refined. Roots knew he’d enjoy destroying this Mesa much more than he enjoyed watching Daze destroy his.

He threw his shirt and pack off to his left, and let out a howl as his body transformed. He let his ki surge as he floated into the air, feeling it surge through his body. After a few moments, he knew he was ready. Both of his hands came up, pointing both of his palms at the Mesa, arms straight forward, fingers to the sky. The air around him began to swirl as a bright yellow ball of energy formed in front of him. The Saiyan let out a low roar as the charge got larger, and larger, until he sent it flying at the Mesa in a terrific explosion.

It was blasted to pieces in a white flash of hot light. The sound perhaps rivaled Daze’s, but visually had to have been brighter, if not just because of the lighter color. Roots’ destruction also seemed to be a lot less...messy. As the smoke cleared, his Mesa was pretty well gone, shattered out of existence by the raw power of the Saiyan's blast.

The first thing Daze and Azuki would have heard after the explosion was Roots’ laughter as he floated back towards them, his shirt and his pack already back where they were.

“My queen, show us how it’s done,” He was pretty satisfied with his own results, but was still eager to see Azuki’s work, although he’d do his best to never show it.


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Daze's showboating was one of her favorite things about the man. She loved watching him charge up the attack, and the fantastic display that followed when he leveled one of the Mesa's as if they were nothing, just a bit of paper in his way to tear through. She clapped excitedly when he destroyed it... though she was still pretty sure she could do better than a puny human and his flashy light show! Next up was Roots with his flashy show and sarcastic words. She was pretty sure Ki-blasts were cheating, but...

"Man, is that all you losers got?!" She taunted, shouting up at the laughing Saiyan. The girl moved right next to one of the taller Mesas, sizing it up and tightening her sash as she prepared to do her worst. It was something she'd been working on, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to unveil it... until then. "You guys honestly think that I'm going to let you name something as important to me as my squad? No way; not a chance." She placed her palm flat against the mesa, as if trying to soothe it in its eleventh hour, mere seconds before its destruction. Finally she inhaled and stepped away, getting into a stance as if she was posed to strike with every limb.

Then she stepped forward, and what followed was a blinding, lightning quick combo that would absolutely demolish the rock, turning it to literal powder as she smashed it out of existance. The mesa quickly lost height and they would lose sight of Azuki, who was literally carving and pounding through the dust with nothing but her feet and bare hands. A shout could be heard over the sound of smashing rocks;

"SO-RAI-REN-GEK-E!"

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Of course, it wasn't spelled that way. But who cared? The finisher came in the form of the head of the Mesa -- one giant, flat hammer-headed part of the rock -- flying out of the smoke and debris towards another mesa. It crashed through, leveling that pillar. It would have been enough to stop there, but the super-charged kick had launched the rock through that one, the next one, and the one after that.

The girl landed on the ground, having risen up to shred even more of rock, leaving nothing but devastation in her wake. She moved a hand through her hair, flipping it past her shoulder.

"I win, right?!"

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Daze nodded with a 'not bad' look on his face during Roots' effective, but not quite as showy, attack. It wasn't Daze's style. He liked fancy 'names' and flashy lights. Shit, He was still Blue from his attack and tattoos glowing. That's when Azuki's turn came. She went hard on the Mesa, purely kicks and punches. It was honestly impressive and slightly scary. Shit. She can do that to those rocks with her hands and I let her grab my dick... Daze thought with a slightly worried expression on his face. That's when the dust settled.

"DAAAAAAYUUUUM Girl!!!!" Daze shouted, placing his hands around his mouth to act as a megaphone to holler random morally supportive noises.

"I win, right?!" Daze threw his hands in the air, just above shoulder length with a good shrug of his shoulders then gave her a good chuckle.

"It was definitely more impressive than Roots throwin' a tennis ball at the damned thing. We get it man, you're a dog, chill," Daze punched Roots in the arm jesting him about the color and shape of the blast. He didn't think that the two of them might not know what a tennis ball is.

"So, My Queen," Daze paused, "What name do you have in store?" Daze queried. He was slightly relieved that he didn't win. He had no clue what to name the team. It would have likely been something like, 'Kick Yo' Ass Squad' or 'Me Mates'
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Roots definitely noticed the look on Daze’s face as Azuki destroyed the rock. It was almost as impressive as the destruction itself, which while not nearly as flashy as Roots’ or Daze’s, was obviously much more destructive in all it’s entirety. But the one thing Roots really remembered was the sound, not of the rock being smashed but the intensity of Azuki’s voice.

"SO-RAI-REN-GEK-E!"

There was something about it that gave the Beast-Saiyan goosebumps, sitting on the hood of the car. He knew she had won, but the way she had yelled those words left an effect on Roots. He felt his right hand grip tightly on the car beneath him. He only stopped when he felt the material bend and the sound. He pulled himself off of the car, still slightly mesmerized, and he began to chuckle, so, so softly, and it got louder, and louder. As soon as he saw Azuki close enough, he couldn’t help it. She was stronger than she had been just a few days ago on the Islands. She had made him a deal and he was going to hold her to it. His laugh was getting louder and louder every second.

"I win, right?!" The Saiyan flew at Azuki at top speed, aiming a densely charged punch of ki to land square in the girl’s gut. The look on his face was devilish, his mouth enveloped in a deep smile that revealed his human teeth honestly did look a lot like a set of fangs. He was heartily laughing uncontrollably at this point, but all he heard were those syllables.

"SO-RAI-REN-GEK-E!"


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Azuki laughed at Daze's joke at Roots' expense, turning her eyes towards the mutated Saiyan who seemed to have thought it was funny too, since he was laughing so loudly -- and that was when she saw something coming right towards her. His fucking fist. It seemed she'd have to think of a name for them after battling Roots. The girl reacted quickly, nearly avoiding Roots strike. But he was coming too fast with that borderline super sonic flight trick of his. The air left the saiyan, but not the need to fight. She craned her head back, grabbing his wrist and holding it where it was, plunged into her muscled core.

Then she slammed her head forward, hoping to headbutt Roots as hard as she could. Not once, not twice -- but three times in rapid succession, before spinning around in a circle and tossing him away like a ragdoll by his trapped arm. Then and only then did she catch her breath to avoid passing out, wiping at her mouth with her bracer.

"You that mad about losing?" She questioned, unsure of why Roots was going nuts.
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Over the drop of a hat, Roots charged Azuki with an assault filled with blood lust. Daze was flabbergasted since he thought he was his mate, she was his mate so they must be each other's mate, right? Maybe they hated each other? Damn. I need to stop thi---Daze's thougths were interrupted as he dropped to one knee. His body color rapidly turned to normal and his blue aura faded.

"Fuckin' for real!?" Daze shouted at himself. "You choose NOW to turn off? The fuckin' fuck powers!!" Daze shouted at his forearms with the blue orbs in them. In truth Daze had absolutely no control over when his powers cut off. He just knew how to tap into specific powers and they'd run wild a free.

"You that mad about losing?" Daze's head jolted up, looking at the two tailed warriors. He could only hope that Roots was being a sore loser and felt like taking his hurt pride out. He knew better, but he hoped.

"Careful Azuki!! Don't hurt him too bad!" Daze shouted in support of his... lady friend, queen, mate, person.
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His mark had landed, and he felt it. A million billion tiny little needles stinging into Azuki’s body. He was muttering something to himself, over and over again, and was brought back to reality for an instant as Azuki’s head collided with his. It hurt enough to put him in a good enough zone to dodge the second, and then when the third came he was actually swinging his head almost as hard as Azuki’s was.

Still, the trade left the Saiyan more dazed than she, and a moment later he had been thrown. He flipped through the air, catching himself with flight a few feet above the ground and recollected himself. He began laughing again, softly, but the roaring had stopped.

"You that mad about losing?" Roots shook his head, once, twice, again, getting faster each time.

“Whatever that move was...I wanna see it,” He stretched his arms, and then grinned.

“Sorry about the sucker punch, I hate to admit it, my queen, but I was actually pretty fuckin’ impressed. I lost myself there,” His grin, while always feces-consuming, was genuine.

"I mean, unless...you're scared?" He was taking the easy way out.
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"He'll be fine!" She shouted in answer to Daze. Man, Roots had a hard head. He should have been bleeding after that, but he wasn't; maybe his head was as hard as hers now. "You already seen it!" She shouted back, unsure of what he meant until he clarified himself -- and had the audacity to accuse her that she was scared? Of him? Why the hell would she be scared of him? The Saiyan smiled at the male, slipping into her fighting stance.

"Come on over here. You want to feel it? Stand still for me. I'll knock your fucking block off just like that mountain." And the mountain after that. And the one after that. And the one after that. "I'll hit you so hard your kids will feel it." Azuki lived in a universe where this was possible, to her. And if it wasn't possible, she'd simply make it possible by hitting him hard enough. She was going to do the impossible on the daily, if she had any say in the matter. The girl made a come here motion, as if daring him to approach. "I mean, unless...you're scared?"
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