Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
misterbrief) wrote2014-08-25 07:38 pm
misterbrief) wrote2014-08-25 07:38 pm
11th Taunt | Action
Arriving back in Luceti, he returns home, genuinely happy for a change. Because all the hard work has finally paid off. A brown, long monkey tail pokes out of a hole he's created in the seat of his pants, a reward he's been seeking since he found out it was possible. He felt stronger with it. Now he could reach his maximum potential, a level of power he hasn't had access to since he arrived here. He keeps his tail unwrapped, not feeling any danger of having it grabbed or cut off.
But, the tail comes with its own problems. Problems he hasn't had to worry about in thirty years...
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A:
[In the morning, he's headed right for the Clothing Shop, getting new pants for the moment with holes in it for his tail. On the way, he seems to be walking normally, tail bobbing behind him, but he's still a little wobbly. So much that out of the blue, he loses his balance...and crashes, right into you. Or maybe he didn't crash into you, maybe you were just walking by when he started to faceplant and his tail instinctively just wrapped around your arm and took you with him on accident. Or maybe he's hanging onto you by his tail because you are heavy enough not to get dragged down.]
B:
[All that shopping has made him sort of hungry, so he heads to Seventh Heaven to get a bite to eat, mowing down food like a vacuum. But it won't go without something happening on the way there. That book you were reading, the coffee you were drinking, or whatever it is you've got, there's a tail wrapping around it trying to thieve it right out of your hands. He doesn't know his tail is doing that, but it's doing its own bit of exploring and wrapping around things. The Malnosso couldn't let him go home without a little bit of mischief, after all.]
C:
[After all is said and done, he's going right to the Battle Dome to test things out. Inside, those who frequent the Dome would find that the man with the golden hair isn't there today- instead there's a man covered in red fur, wild brown hair, and looking quite simian instead of human. He's going through his drills, for speed and strength, taking advantages of the shifts placed on the walls to test out the power of his ki blasts, rocking the room inside. He's coming out every hour to reset the simulation, keeping the form up. He's taller, by a grand total of two more inches, setting him at a towering 5'7''.
Though there is a point in time where he's reverted back to his base form, and he's...latched his tail in what looks like a clamp. And he's leaning forward, using his body weight to pull on it almost as if he's trying to stretch his tail. Either way, it looks painful, especially when he screams in pain, gritting his teeth. What is he doing? Who knows.]
But, the tail comes with its own problems. Problems he hasn't had to worry about in thirty years...
Action
A:
[In the morning, he's headed right for the Clothing Shop, getting new pants for the moment with holes in it for his tail. On the way, he seems to be walking normally, tail bobbing behind him, but he's still a little wobbly. So much that out of the blue, he loses his balance...and crashes, right into you. Or maybe he didn't crash into you, maybe you were just walking by when he started to faceplant and his tail instinctively just wrapped around your arm and took you with him on accident. Or maybe he's hanging onto you by his tail because you are heavy enough not to get dragged down.]
B:
[All that shopping has made him sort of hungry, so he heads to Seventh Heaven to get a bite to eat, mowing down food like a vacuum. But it won't go without something happening on the way there. That book you were reading, the coffee you were drinking, or whatever it is you've got, there's a tail wrapping around it trying to thieve it right out of your hands. He doesn't know his tail is doing that, but it's doing its own bit of exploring and wrapping around things. The Malnosso couldn't let him go home without a little bit of mischief, after all.]
C:
[After all is said and done, he's going right to the Battle Dome to test things out. Inside, those who frequent the Dome would find that the man with the golden hair isn't there today- instead there's a man covered in red fur, wild brown hair, and looking quite simian instead of human. He's going through his drills, for speed and strength, taking advantages of the shifts placed on the walls to test out the power of his ki blasts, rocking the room inside. He's coming out every hour to reset the simulation, keeping the form up. He's taller, by a grand total of two more inches, setting him at a towering 5'7''.
Though there is a point in time where he's reverted back to his base form, and he's...latched his tail in what looks like a clamp. And he's leaning forward, using his body weight to pull on it almost as if he's trying to stretch his tail. Either way, it looks painful, especially when he screams in pain, gritting his teeth. What is he doing? Who knows.]
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Instead, he's going to have to count on the powerful shifts on the building to keep it from collapsing in on their heads, as he powers himself up to get a feel for what his max power level could be in this form. As he does so, a golden aura resembling a fire grows around him, licking around his body.
If the Battle Dome can shake, it does- because Vegeta is literally creating an earthquake inside. The tiles threaten to crack beneath his feet, but don't because of the shifts- but items loose inside are falling over with ease, and his voice echos throughout the building with the strain of the effort. He becomes the epicenter of a powerful wind that would send most fighters crashing into the wall, but luckily enough they are close to a lot of walls so there isn't much distance to fly.]
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...And immediately regrets it when the building starts shaking. By the time he realizes that this is serious, he doesn't have time to slip into a good stance (it probably wouldn't help anyway). He's tossed against the wall and falls to the floor, the wind keeping him pinned down in a crouch even when he can wrestle his hands out to prop himself up.]
What the hell are you doin'?!
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I haven't done anything. Unless you count simply raising my power level as something. I didn't even get to finish.
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Power level? How the hell'd you do that?
[He won't admit it just yet, but he's afraid of what would have happened if Vegeta did finish.]
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[Damn, he wishes he could knock someone over so easily. With two close friends gone, he has to wonder what he needs that power for, but... Well, more strength never hurt anyone, did it?
He has the nagging doubt that he could ever get there. Flying's become easier with all his practice, but it still exhausts him.]
And what's that got to do with your new look?
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[He's so proud of that.]
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...I get it--so you're playin' dress-up. Like kids do for Halloween.
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This is hardly the sort! A Halloween costume would not be able to eliminate the cosmos. How dare you compare this to some child's plaything.
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Why shouldn't I when that's exactly what it looks like?
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He deserves it]Keep running that mouth of yours and I'll blast you.
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All I hear from that is that you can't think of a good way to argue with me.
[Says the guy who uses force in place of verbal argument all the time.]
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You've got one last chance.
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For what? To find you a better costume?
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Don't you have a sense a' humor, grandpa?
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He lets the blast fly at Firo. It's low powered, because he's not looking to kill him, but it's got concussive force behind it. If it hits it'll just slam Firo very, very hard against the wall.]
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He decides he won't give Vegeta the satisfaction of letting him see Firo try to rub away at the unpleasant stinging on his face. Thanks to the elixir, the pain from the blow and the wall are already fading when he stands himself back upright. ]
You need to learn to control that temper a' yours.
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[He is aiming another one now. It looks bigger.]
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So what if I don't? And what about you? What the hell's your problem?
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Shut up.
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Why the fuck should I shut up for you?
[Sorry, Vegeta. He's in an even worse mood than usual and he's not being smart about who he takes it out on.]
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I'm not a brat.
[He says as he pouts brattily.
After getting hit twice, though, he seems to have cooled down a bit. His surprise has something to do with it too.]
You mean I wasn't already on your bad side?
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Consider yourself lucky. Unless you'd like to change that.
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[Action] Firo you are PRECIOUS
[Action] He's just an idiot trying to get by! :<
[Action] he's perfect what are you talking about
[Action] You are far too kind. XD
[Action] I wish we could say the same of Vegeta
[Action] He's special in his own, distinct way...
[Action] Understatement lol
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