Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (
misterbrief) wrote2013-01-11 03:14 pm
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1st Taunt | Voice/Action
[Action]
[His clothing had finally arrived, and Vegeta's streaking through the sky, a blue trail of energy in his wake. He finally reaches the shop in a huff, catching himself with a left foot and balancing with a right as he lands.]
[Inside, he's berating the poor person running the shop-]
You-! Are my belongings finally in stock in this pathetic little dump you call a store!?
[He soon after stomps out, clothing in hand, reaching the middle of the square. But he doesn't take off right away, still brooding over his arrival in Luceti.]
[In fact, throws his clothes down onto the ground in a rage and takes out the journal he'd woken up with a few days prior.]
[During his short voice entry, he searches his back and finds his wing, still yelling into the device, yanking on it with teeth gritted. He falls to his knees, face completely blue as the shining ocean itself and is desperately trying to hold back vomiting as a few feathers or so float down beside him.]
[He'll be there for a short while before he regains the strength to stand up and walk again, back to his apartment.]
[Voice]
Listen, I don't know exactly why I've found myself here, but I am tired of this ridiculous game. I demand I be returned back to West City before I decide that I'm going to get some therapy from blasting someone. And these ludicrous wings-! They can't be removed, huh? Well we'll see about that!
[A groan and the ruffle of feathers- followed by a cry out as he's reaching back and yanking on the wing on his left side. Over the audio there's a thud and the sound of a throat holding back what one could probably assume was his lunch.]
Argh! You can't...be serious...!
[His clothing had finally arrived, and Vegeta's streaking through the sky, a blue trail of energy in his wake. He finally reaches the shop in a huff, catching himself with a left foot and balancing with a right as he lands.]
[Inside, he's berating the poor person running the shop-]
You-! Are my belongings finally in stock in this pathetic little dump you call a store!?
[He soon after stomps out, clothing in hand, reaching the middle of the square. But he doesn't take off right away, still brooding over his arrival in Luceti.]
[In fact, throws his clothes down onto the ground in a rage and takes out the journal he'd woken up with a few days prior.]
[During his short voice entry, he searches his back and finds his wing, still yelling into the device, yanking on it with teeth gritted. He falls to his knees, face completely blue as the shining ocean itself and is desperately trying to hold back vomiting as a few feathers or so float down beside him.]
[He'll be there for a short while before he regains the strength to stand up and walk again, back to his apartment.]
[Voice]
Listen, I don't know exactly why I've found myself here, but I am tired of this ridiculous game. I demand I be returned back to West City before I decide that I'm going to get some therapy from blasting someone. And these ludicrous wings-! They can't be removed, huh? Well we'll see about that!
[A groan and the ruffle of feathers- followed by a cry out as he's reaching back and yanking on the wing on his left side. Over the audio there's a thud and the sound of a throat holding back what one could probably assume was his lunch.]
Argh! You can't...be serious...!
[action]
[Loki has an excellent idea. He is going to draw things out for you. And after five minutes you will receive this:]
I hope this clears things up for you.
[action]
This is completely wrong, you don't even have Earth's sun accounted for and none of those planets even exist. I'm not even from this galaxy and I know that. If you'd left your tiny world of Asgard then maybe your people wouldn't make such horrible mistakes in their charts of the galaxy. [Oh right. Different dimensions.] I can't believe this is what your world looks like, it looks like your gods suddenly decided to acquire a green thumb and go completely vegan.
[Then he notices Planet Vegeta on the drawing.] What's this?! Planet Vegeta is not a piece of broccoli! It was a normal planet like any other one that has life on it! What's wrong with you?!
[action]
So narrow minded. So your galaxy should be the only right galaxy? The land of Luceti has collected different beings from alternate dimensions and universes. This might get problematic for you, you see?
And that is how my world looks like, Extremely Grumpy Middle Aged Man.
[He crosses his arms.]
You are right, maybe it should have been a carrot. You wish me to correct this?
[action]
[He's just going to rest his head back in his hands, completely exasperated with the boy. Trapped in a tiny enclosure with the universe's most irritating teenager. Time to change the subject.]
Listen, Extremely Irritating Hormonal Child, what exactly is it you do around here for entertainment other than annoy all those you meet?
[action]
[He shakes his head slowly.]
My hobbies? Well, I take care of Frakki. And I walk my dog Thori. I also make excellent shaken milk.
[action]
What has two legs but can't stand up straight?
[action]
[Loki looks at you with interest now, Vegeta. With even more interest than normally!]
[action]
Your nightstand.
[Which he leans over and breaks two of the four legs with a quick snap, sending it crashing down to the floor.
Ah, that made the migraine hurt a little less.]
1/2 [action]
Er...
2/2 [action]
...that is not funny at all.
[After that he points at his face, showing the other a rather unimpressed expression.]
Gander upon my face of great disappointment.
[action]
[action]
[He extends his hand for a second time.]
Thus we shall become great friends.
[action] 1/2
[action] 2/2
Friends? Hah.]
Yeah sure, whatever. [Said pretty curt.]
[Vegeta's logic: no matter what happens he's sure he won't be rid of Loki, Luceti isn't that big and they had the journals to keep in touch. Problem is Vegeta doesn't realize what he's just gotten himself into.]
[action]
[He grins broadly, because really, threats like this kind of don't do anything for him. It is mere bully-talk. Yet, he is quite sure Vegeta the Saiyan does not belong to the Extremely Stupid Ones of this village. Only when he is enraged and gets his kicks out of destroying furniture. That is rather stupid and Loki might feel inclined to tell him that one day.]
Handshake, yes? Friendship always begins with proper handshakes. And please do not crush my hand, otherwise I am inclined to unleash an uncanny amount of mischief onto your person. And sorcery. And other very mystical divine godlike powers you cannot comprehend.
[action] BAD IDEA VEGETA ABORT ABORT XD
Just, you know, for reinforcement that he's still quite irritated by the young god.]
There, are you happy? Sorcery huh? I don't think you could deceive your way into the school talent show, let alone pull something on me-! But I invite you to try.
[action] *U* YOU HAVE SOLD YOUR SOUL TO THE DEVIL
I am exploding with pure joy, Vegeta the Saiyan.
[Loki gives a small smile at Vegeta's last answer.]
Of course not, you are not a fool. You will not fall for my tricks.
[Yet, you have said everything Loki wished to know and did everything Loki wanted you to do, Vegeta.]
[action] YEEEEP
[He stands up from the bed, heading out, and as he leaves the doorway he'll have to dodge over the door he'd ripped off prior.]