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| Bel Zephyra | May 15 2015, 09:08 PM Post #31 |
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Queen of Terror
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The owner of the salon screamed when she was attacked from behind because she did not see it coming. Her customers did not stick around to see what would happen. They rushed out of the salon like a pack of gazelle escaping from a hungry lion. While they escaped, Madam Lane grabbed at the mad man's arms in the attempt to ease the tension off of her hair. She had no way to defend herself. Her face was pressed into the glass a moment later. The worst part of it was not her face that hit the mirror. No, it was the sight she saw in the mirror. The man, who she thought to be a might straight out of a dream, was nothing more than a loon who had to be placed in a mental facility. "Release me at once!" She demanded with anger, but was met with a question she was forced to answer because of the aggression behind it. "As I said before, whoever this woman is that you speak of and who you went through all this trouble for was not worthy to be by attended to by Madam Lane. Now are you going to keep asking me questions or will you release me you filthy ingrate! You were foolish to believe that you could scare me into believing something different you thug." She pushed against the mirror to fight off the maniac because Madam Lane did not get pushed around by anyone especially in her salon. There were sirens that sounded outside from the police officers that were called to the scene. "Ugh, Paul violence is not the answer to everything you know. I hope Gatz did not decide to hurt that hussie for what she did. I understand his need to give that hussie a piece of his mind, but hurting her is not the answer. I told him not too, and I fully expect him to respect my wish. I'm positive Cheri would agree with me." Paul Phoenix and Cheri greeted one another. The Ox Princess was in the kitchen. She grabbed a couple of glasses and poured pineapple juice in all three of them. Once she did, she clasped the thin champagne-like cups and handed them to the two who appeared to be getting along fine. As for husband, wherever he was, she was better off not knowing at the moment. She was eager to get started. "I hope you like pineapple juice Cheri. I am ready when you are to begin. I want to make sure I am ready before my husband gets home. I want to look extra special for him when he returns." She smiled at Cheri. The raven haired mother blushed while she commented. It was rare that the she showed a softer side of her personality to those other than her family , but for some reason, she found it easy to be herself around her new hair stylist. WC: 517 TWC: 5,664 |
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| Gatz | May 15 2015, 09:34 PM Post #32 |
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"Ya dun say? Had no idea there were beautiful races out there, but seeing you around here means it gotta be true. I dun know if I like the dudes being beautiful too. It ain't my thing y'know? Dudes gotta be tough and chicks are da beautiful ones. Then us dudes protect them chicks from the punks that dun know a thing about respectin' the fairer sex. That is how I was raised." Hearing about her race of people and even the dudes being beautiful, got him thinking what else was out in the universe. He fought some stinking aliens years ago, but they were green and bug eyed. He heard Cheri talk about how she was hired to help Chi get fixed up. His sis' didn't need that shit, but he went along with it. "Aw shit I bet your gonna make Chi look more fine than she is. Can't wait to see the boss man's jaw drop when he comes walking through that door." He looked at the juice shaking his head in disapproval. "Thanks Chi, but ya know me. I need a man's drink. Dis ain't gonna cut it." Putting it on the island table of the kitchen, he walked to the fridge and pulled out a beer. He ripped the cap off with his bare hands. Then he took out another bottle to offer it to Cheri knowing his sis didn't drink and Gatz didn't want her drinking. "Want one?" He took out another beer just in case Cheri changed her mind. There were sirens sounding outside the salon as cops were starting to approach the door. The apex predator smirked dementedly because the police officers had no fucking clue who they were trying to apprehend. He could destroy them all without breaking a sweat and still he pressed the bitch's face against the mirror not giving a fuck about the police. She kept on talking trash about his girl wasn't good enough even calling him a thug along with it like it was going to offend him. "I could see how you were eyeing me before knowing damn well you were in the presence of the ultimate beast. It didn't bother you none that I was a thug when I walked in here. What bothers you is that it ain't you I'm breaking faces for. You want to know why? You're trash. The girl I got can't be fucking replaced. She's one that's it and you turned her away like she was a nobody. Who the fucks are you ? " He pulled her away from the wall. She was struggling to break free. His vice grip wasn't letting her go and he further tugged her hair so hard a couple of strands fell out. "I'mma tell you what you are. Jealous bitch. You saw my girl walk in here and hated her for existing, but she didn't do anything to you. She is fucking innocent. A good girl who don't go around hurting people and bitches like you keep trying to fuck with what's mine. The hell were you thinking? Fuck it. You're too stupid and useless. Worse than a damn rat I'm going to have fun exterminating. Nobody will miss you when you're gone." He grasped his shotgun and aimed at her skull while keeping her hair in his clutches. He pulled her head back. It snapped back until she could see his face even while she was on the ground.Tugging her hair, he ripped the weave right off and tossed it aside. She fell to the ground. The cops rushed in with their guns and pointed it at him while the woman crawled away to escape. They came in like they were going to do something to the android terror. "Freeze! Drop your weapon and put your hands up in the air pal!" The chief deputy police officer had his gun pointed right at the maniac trying to hurt Madam Lane. WC: 725 TWC: 6,045 |
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| Paragus | May 17 2015, 04:23 PM Post #33 |
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Novice
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Cheri was a bit bemused over Paul and Gatz's preference to resort to violence as the answer. Chi-Chi didn't seem to like violence as the only option, and seemed she would rather find a more peaceful solution to getting things done. She was obviously someone who preferred diplomacy over more violent solutions to problems, which Cheri could understand. Of course, every time she had to put her abilities to use for the PTO, she was used ONLY for violent solutions. After all, the Cold Family were tyrants, and their form of diplomacy was making a species choose between slavery, or genocide. "Honnêtement(Honestly), I zeenk eet dependz. There are zome personnes(people) out zere zat are very déraisonnable(unreasonable) and von't leezten to rien(anything) zat you might 'ave to zay. Een zeeer mindz, eet eez zeeer vay, you don't get anozzer choix(choice). Conzeedereeng zat zeez femme(woman) vouldn't even 'ear you out, vorzevul perzuazeeon might be needed. Eet really juzt dependz on ze le poste(situation) and ze personne(person) more zan anyzeeng" she said to Chi-Chi, frowning in thought as she gave her a serious answer when Chi-Chi had assumed that Cheri would agree with her. In reality, she had said that she somewhat agreed, and somewhat disagreed. Cheri was handed the pineapple juice by Chi-Chi, and the other mother had hoped that she liked it. Raising an eyebrow, as she hadn't tried much of Earth's food or drinks, had sniffed the drink experimentally for a moment, and quietly took an experimental sip of it. She wasn't expecting to be poisoned or anything, it was just that she was always a little cautious whenever she was trying something new. However, after she sipped it for a moment to test it out, her amber eyes lit up in appreciation, and she took a bigger sip of it in an excited manner. "Oui, I 'appen to like zeez very much, Madame(Mrs) Chee-Chee. Eet eez very délicieux(delightful). I zank you vor ze boisson(drink)" she said with a polite curtsey, thanking Chi-Chi with a smile on her face as she went back to enjoying her drink. It was quite enjoyable, as they did not have pineapples anywhere in PTO Space. They had fruits, most certainly, but they were not like that of Earth fruits. It was quite unusual, and to be honest, it was something she wished her species had, the many delightful treats that Earth happened to have for their own species. Paul Phoenix told her about his views on the fact that even the men of her species were beautiful. She found it very amusing how he thought men needed to look more tough to better protect the women they cared about. Considering how she was the strongest of her entire species, she could understand his view on the matter somewhat. Due to her unusual strength in comparison to the rest of her species, she was unable to find a significant other amongst her own species. It was really quite a sad thing in her mind, but she wouldn't focus on it that much, anyway. "Oui(Yes), I can underztand zat les avis(sentiment) zomevhat. Conzeedereeng zat I am ze mozt powervul member ov my espèce(species), I am unable to vind a man ov my own vrom zem. To vind a significatif(significant) ozzer, a man 'az to beat moi(me) een a battle, but zere eez no one who can do zat amongzt my espèce(species)" she said with a frown on her face. ______ WC: 569 TWC: 6,033 |
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| Bel Zephyra | May 17 2015, 08:20 PM Post #34 |
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Queen of Terror
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Madam Lane screamed when her weave was pulled out from her head. She was more concerned with her outward appearance than her well being. As the cops entered into the scene, she whaled around the floor and beckoned to be released from the mongrel's clutches. "I would never rest my eyes on such a heathen! I hate you! I hope that woman of yours suffers the wrath of hell for what you did to me!" She flailed her arms to reach for her weave as her baldness became apparent to the outside word. For a stylist, appearance was everything. She would not allow the rat to make a fool out of the ferocious cat. Upon the arrival of the police officers, she ordered demands at them to arrest the mad man. "I demand justice! Throw this THING into jail and throw away the key!" She wanted justice and her idea of justice was death on those who dared mess with Madam Lane! "You are welcome." The Ox Princess commented in regards to the drink. She walked away from the kitchen and past Paul after he complimented Cheri's skills. In this situation, she hoped Cheri was as good as Gatz and herself thought her to be. In a week, a special ball would be the occasion. The raven haired mother wanted to appear her best. It was not everyday she got to go to a ball. Cheri explained that there were times that violence was necessary. The Ox Princess knew this all too well. There were those who would not learn with reason alone. However, in Gatz's and Paul's case, they saw violence as the only correct solution to handle everyone. "You misunderstood me. I do believe that there are troublemakers and delinquents who can only learn by resorting to violence, but Paul and Gatz will resort to violence before they have tried the other solutions." She wanted to correct her new stylist on her viewpoints. The raven haired mother may have appeared to be innocent, but she could defend herself with aggressive negations if the occasion called for it. After she explained herself, she walked towards her master bedroom. "I am ready Cheri. I am sure you will find what you need in my room. Paul can you order something for us to eat? I want our guest to feel welcomed." She asked Paul who she was positive would like to eat too. ![]() WC: 430 TWC: 6,094 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 17 2015, 08:21 PM.
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| Gatz | May 17 2015, 08:31 PM Post #35 |
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"Chi come on man! I try to talk dem down sometimes, but they dun listen. Its Gatz who likes to pound um'. I give um a chance and then do what I do best." Laughing at Chi's commentary about Gatz and him, she told the truth. They were into the breaking skulls business first and asking questions later. He saluted Chi after she asked him to order take out. She was going to the master bedroom to do her chick stuff. Watching her leave, he gazed at Cheri who was saying something about being the strongest in her race and not being able to find a man. "A chick like you will find a dude. No problem. It won't be too long. I ain't found a chick either all this time, but I gotta keep chuggin' along. I got myself a family here. I dun care if I ever get married. I fight too much to find myself a decent chick like Chi or Anj. Not many chicks around that can handle how I am. It aint too bad though. I'm happy. I got my family. Chi, Anju, and Gatz too. " Commenting on how he found a family, he was thinking Cheri could do the same one day. "PUT YOUR GUN DOWN OR WE WILL SHOOT!" There were five police officers standing at the entrance of the door with their guns pointed at the maniac. Keeping their guns steady, they heard the woman shouting at them to shoot. They were waiting for the guy to give in. Not knowing he was the man who owned the city, they were keeping their fingers on the triggers preparing to fire if necessary. Laughing like a crazed freak, the android terror shoved the barrel of his shotgun against the back of the bald bitch's neck. He was waiting for one of them to fire first. "You have no idea who you are fucking with." Hearing the bitch talk shit and even mentioning something about his girl, he used the base of his shotgun and whipped her across the skull causing blood to gush out of the back of her head. Seeing her laying there as blood was spilling on the floor from her, he grit his teeth after hearing her try to touch the untouchable. His foot stepped on her backside to insult her futher. She was dead either way for talking about his girl. He saw it as a threat and threatening his prized possession was guaranteed suicide. "Shut your face trash! You don't get to talk." She wasn't dead, but he was making sure she was dying while he took care of the police. Holding his arms at his sides, he decided to have some fun with the cops pretending to give up. He held his shotgun out too. "Come on mother fuckers. I'm standing right here. Shoot me or die." Warning them what would happen, he waited. The cops fidgeted when they saw the woman's skull get bashed in the head by the base of the gun. Having not seen such savagery, they were unprepared for what to do next. ![]() To get them attacking, the terror pumped his shotgun and pulled the trigger blasting one of the cops before he saw it coming. The power of the shotgun sent the police officer flying out of the salon and crashing through the front window. He aimed at the cop's shoulder making sure to wound him and not to kill him. He wanted to have some fun since his violent tendencies were yearning for action. The glass shattering caused the other cops to start firing. Holding his arms out, the bullets started hitting his frame. They were hitting his frame causing him to laugh madly at their sad attempts to take out the android terror. WC: 677 TWC: 6,772 Edited by Gatz, May 17 2015, 08:40 PM.
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| Android13Old | May 28 2015, 04:58 PM Post #36 |
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King of Destruction
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Bel Zephyra Power Level: 480,000 PL from Gear : 72,000 Training Points : 7.2 Zeni : 6,000 Earth DB not found! Ox King Power Level: 240,000 TP : 3.6 Gatz Power Level : 535,000 PL from Gear : 80,400 AEP : 33.5 Training Points : 8 Zeni: 6,700 No DB found; Paul Power Level: 267,500 TP : 4 Cheri Power Level: 217,500 Training Points: 8.7 Zeni: 6,000 No DB found! |
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