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]
Quiet you little runt! I won't be made a fool of!
[Which, if not just to make a point, he reaches back yet again and grabs a hold of the other wing, wrestling with it until he manages to rip yet a few more feathers off.]
[And that turns out to be a very bad idea.]
[Because the Prince does a great job of making a fool of himself, sitting there in complete nausea, looking like something had just punched him in the stomach so hard that he almost stops breathing for a moment.]
[Action]
I'm not trying to fool you, I'm trying to help you! You're gonna die if you keep it up!
[Action]
Wheels start turning, clicking and clanking in his mind.
Probably should stop.]
...You-! [Boy, was that strained.] Let...go of me! [Teeth are gritted and a shock wave of pain ripples through his body.] It's going to take a lot more than that to kill me...!
[Which then results in a complete failed attempt at standing up, strength sapped completely as he flops back down on the ground, pride very hurt.]
[Action]
Calm down. No matter what it's like at home... while you're here, the wings're keeping you alive. You gotta live with them.
AANG. YOU ARE A CUTIE.
[Needless to say, he's speechless for a second, incapable of finding the words he wanted to respond. A sort of sullen silence.]
[Which results in a hand slamming into the ground, a turn and he's looking right at Aang.]
I won't be calm as long as I'm here. I might be outfitted with these deformities, but rest assured I'll make them pay for this.
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But it's hard to even get to them, especially with their barrier! And violence is definitely not the answer.
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[So he tries to get up again, to no avail. Vegeta's just too weak to stand, as it seems. He groans as he falls back down, once again. His own fault though.]
Whatever magic they have set up here, it's quite strong. Tell me, do they have wizards here as well? [He's got to know. He is not dealing with another Babidi.]
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There's all kinds of people here! People who know magic, and I know bending! I don't know about the Malnosso, though. They seem more... science-y. But with science so smart it's like magic! Or maybe it is magic?
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And bending... That's something that maybe just my world has. It's really cool! A bender can control one of the four elements. But I can use all four because I'm the Avatar!
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[Sorry Aang, he's just pretty fed up with the whole can't move because damaging wings makes you ill thing.]
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And I'll gladly show you some bending! I can start with an airbending trick that's really good. It took me a while to master.
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Well, let's see it then. I haven't got all day. [Well, he does have all day, but you know. Grumpy.]
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Now watch carefully...
[With a sly grin, Aang reaches into his robes to grab something, held between his hands. And he opens them to reveal...]
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[And then he does some Waterbending movements, lifting some of nearby melting snow above his head and whirling it around.]
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pathetic.]
Here, let me show you real power. [In which he makes his attempt to pick himself up off the ground, shaking as he struggled to do so, breath heavy.]
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[Aaand he goes over to try and help him again.]
You can show me your power later! Why don't you rest first?
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Well I've got to get home in order to do that, don't I? [So unhappy. He's going to have to lean on Aang just to walk.]
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