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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[It actually offends Bulla's sense of fashion.]
I wouldn't want you wearing that out in public even as a Halloween costume. Ew! Put it away before I vomit!
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I couldn't let a gem like this escape my grasp. I'll be taking it with me.
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[Because ewww. Who would ever wear that?]
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Silently, he makes his way over, placing the pants on the counter, telling the storekeep what he needs done, and without a word is heading towards the door, jacket still draped over his arm.
WILL SHE LET HIM WALK OUT WITH IT?]
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[Look out, because here comes an irritated hairflip.]
Look, Dad, there is no way I'm letting anyone I care about be seen wearing that atrocity unless there's like...a Malnosso sponsored tacky outfit day where the grand prize is giving you and five people of your choice their full powers back or something that would actually be worth being seen in that hideous thing.
[That is the only excuse ever to wear it.]
I wouldn't wear that thing even in exchange for a fully equipped shopping mall!
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And here I never thought you would utter those words. An entire shopping mall isn't worth that jacket.
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Well, I'd like an entire shopping mall, but it would need people willing to work at it for free and would need more people here in general and I really wouldn't wish this place on anyone I'd trust to interact with the general public anyway.
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[Ominous non-explanation intended]
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[She doesn't completely trust that ominous non-explanation... Not when he's in a bratty mood.]
Please don't say a Battle Dome simulation.
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[What could it beeeeee]
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[Which is a little disturbing for her. She's celebrated not one, but two birthdays here in Luceti...]
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[He is clearly leaving details out of what he's getting at.]
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[Dad, stahp.]
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Dunno.
Why would he say something like that.]
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Daaaaaaaaaad.
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[Maybe because...he has an idea.]
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[She knows he's going to keep bugging her about this, but also that he probably won't tell her right away.]
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[He'll hint at it forever but he'll never tell her never]
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Okay... Is it bigger or smaller than our Luceti house?
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Smaller. But we'll see how much smaller.
[Maybe if he tells her a few details and lets it hang it'll bother her for forever, wouldn't that be great, he loves that idea.]
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[She's going to try to logically reason this out as much as she can.]
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I'll have you know that it doesn't even have anything to do with training, if that's what you're getting at.
[IT'S A MIRACLE.]
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[She is kind of surprised to hear that it has nothing to do with training, though.]
So, what is it, anyway? I give up.
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You're just going to have to wait. These sorts of things don't grow on trees, you know.
[It's a surprise.]
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[Come on, Vegeta, she got her lack of patience from you.]
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