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...
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.]
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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[ At first, it seems kind of cool. And then....
He clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing outright. A snort might escape. Maybe. But... come on. This was it? He was hairier and redder.
Indeed, like a monkey. Guess the tail made sense now. ]
Um.... wow. That's... yeah, wow.
[ Remember, Kirk, he can hurt you. You like your face the way it is, right? Word choice is important right now. ]
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What, is there something wrong, huh??
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[ You look ridiculous? No, no, don't say that, you really will be dead if you say that. ]
No, no of course. Just not quite what I had imagined is all.
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It's quite the...primal transformation. Suiting of our race. In fact, in this form, I'm as thirsty as ever for battle.
[He could totally go for killing something right about now. He really could.]
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Lord help everyone if you ever get together with Klingons...
And believe it or not, I do learn a thing or two, so if you want a fight you won't find it from me. I am happy to take your word for it.
[ Sure he had super-human genes in him now, but nothing like Vegeta, and Kirk was happy to admit that and keep his face looking the way it is. ]
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Would it kill you to use nicer analogies? Spare just a tiny bit of my ego.
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[Maybe he could beat Spock up.]
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Which one? I have more than one you know. Normal people do.
And I think I at least rate being a dog instead of just a gnat.
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[ He gives him a bland look, not that he think it'll have much effect. ]
At least a dog has teeth.
[ And can bite. Whatever, it soothed his ego a bit, all right? ]
So - because you have the tail, you can do all this now?
[ Let's get back to biology, because it might spare him more of Vegeta's hot air in his face. ]
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[Yeah sure they can take his powers away, but he'll find a way around it, if it means he has to kill everything and everyone around him.]
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For once, you and me agree on something.
[ Sooner or later they'd mess up, and they had some real power hitters in here, and he didn't imagine those guys would let the Malnosso get off without some blood being spilled. ]
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[The Malnosso, as a whole, could go to hell in his book. Maybe there were a few that were alright, but how would they ever really know.]