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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[He puts his hands behind his head and shakes it thoughtfully.]
It really is dumb. I mean, they could just fight back, take the fight to the enemy. That's what we've always done when we can.
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With all that technology they've got, I bet they don't even know where the enemy is. Pathetic.
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They're a bunch of babbling fools, how hard can it be to find something too crazed to even communicate with. [It's more frustration than anything, he knows they're a lot smarter than they seem.]
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Well, there's gotta be some reason. Or why wouldn't they just drop us on them.
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I don't know. They should let us out of here so we can be far more proactive than we are at the moment.
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Whatever. That's their problem then. See if I care.
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Talk to Bulla, I'll ask Eighteen and have her talk to Seventeen. That guy weirds me out though.
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