Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jun 18, 2019 5:16:23 GMT
A particularly disgruntled hybrid had been bothered by someone recently. This someone, specifically, had been hitching a ride upon his back for days now, even throughout a mountainous trek. The hybrid Celmaru Waterfield has also been in a state of perpetual embarrassment for the current duration. It purely problematic. Nestling against his nape, however, the spirit-given-form named Phae Waterfield once again assured the hybrid's discomfort. Not a care in the world affected her, it seemed. Celmaru sighed to himself. Shivers threatened to contort his form once again. It was if he was allergic.
An unfortunately familiar sensation was felt beside his nape. Another peck of a -- er, never mind that. The hybrid visibly cringed, lurching over as he leaned against a nearby boulder. Augh! A minute giggle was audible just beyond his right ear. A pair of thin limbs, loosely wrapped in seaweed, adjusted their position around Celmaru's neck. Was he ever to escape? The pessimism claimed towards "nae", as Phae had been developing rapidly. "Developing", in the spirit's case, was that of tangible strength. Phae had been becoming more powerful over the last few days; not a finger to be lifted from her, either. And on top of all that; another issue.
The hybrid's wallet was missing. Fortunately, the hybrid could wager a guess as to who dared:
And we're back at it again Silver ! Time for more shenanigans.
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Last Edit: Jun 27, 2019 20:57:30 GMT by Celmaru Waterfield: I'll remember to put down my thread PL eventually.
As Silver was standing in the middle of the street, looking around for a certain person... He had always learned that his events were a little too lax as he stepped in a car as he was being driven around with a large amount of money in his pocket as he would pay the driver once again, his smile showing a bit of a dark tone as he pulled a elongated barrel from the back of this military truck, aiming the barrel as he would then aim carefully...
"So, You are certain that... Everybody below a thousand will get hurt and eliminated but those above can easily just feel it like a slap?" The boy would ask to the front where the driver was revving the engine.
Aiming the barrel towards the Hybrid, it was then that a massive blast of sound exited the barrel as a small piece of paper was accelerated to slam inbetween an alley and into the neck of the Saiyan as the little guy would wave his arm towards him with a smile.
"Everybody! Get on the truck and start driving! Our goal is to survive till the plains in the east!" He would proclaim as he had two other men load another paper round into the rifle as he would aim for Celmaru his torso this time.
He wasn't intent on harming him but as the vehicle started soaring away, with the sound being an obvious giveaway, he hoped that the man would follow him... If not, He would just shoot him in the ass or groin for extra effect.
Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jun 28, 2019 21:16:53 GMT
Several, additional hefts upward later, the hybrid had finally reached a somewhat horizontal ledge. Leveraging himself onto the platform, Celmaru suddenly heard an extremely audible canon shot. Was that a canon shot? What would -- AUGH! A lashing pain scratched the surface of the hybrid's nape; narrowly flying past Phae. A thin, arrow-esque slip of paper fell beside the hybrid's palm, allowing the victim of childish pseudo-flogging to witness what struck him. Son of a bitch! Guiding his left knee onto the overhang, Celmaru leaned his frame to glance towards the dastard that flung paper at him!
A truck began to be loaded with numerous potential perpetrators. One of which appeared to bear a barrel, a pointy hat, and a canny demeanor of some description. Silver. The little bastard and his truck began to scurry away. Oscillating around at his behind, seemingly brandishing Phae in the process, Celmaru swiftly shot off towards the nearest road once he properly stood. The hybrid's brows were furrowed, teeth grit to an immense degree. That little wily "child" was bound to return his property!
All the meanwhile, however, the spirit's grasp had been a struggle to maintain. Phae timidly cursed her lackluster binding. This body was far too feeble and flimsy. All in due time, the spirit supposed. Nevertheless, the abruptly rippling winds -- via Celmaru's spontaneous flight -- struck the spirit's frame and wielded the seaweed tendrils to a haphazard extent. It was if they were an uncontrollable hydra! Miscellaneous other streams of seaweed threatened to become loose, as well. Oh, what a bother.
Celmaru, in the meantime, attempted to approach the speeding truck. The aggression emanating from the hybrid was palpable, overall. Evidently, it was almost as if the hybrid cared less over how Silver pilfered his wallet and papers; but how the little munchkin swiped anything off his person at all! Was it more of a personally criminal offense -- to Celmaru -- that they stole, rather than what they stole?
As Silver noticed that the man had taken to the air and was morphing into some kind of green demonic being, a man next to silver in the truck simply started crying as he tried to escape, only to have a burly man grab him and slap him fiercely. "MEN DO NOT CRY SHERLEY." He spoke, proudly, before the crying man simply said.
"But... But my name is kara... Kara, M. L..." Which the burly men simply nodded as he then pointed at himself "I am called sherley, yes..." As he loaded another small cluster of paper rounds onto the rifle that silver had been using that was mounted to the vehicle as he looked at the distance, fright appearing on his face as they turned on the turbo, the vehicle starting to speed up more!
"Sherley, Kara, Stop messing around, we have to keep firing the shots at him, he should not be able to hear us!" He spoke before then unloading six more small paper shots towards the man that was in the air, morphing into some kind of green demonic... Asshole? Silver was never very good at swearing as he then had a few shots cross through the air. Each aimed towards his weaker flesh, spots that would cause maximum amounts of pain but not cause permanent damage in the least. It wasn't untill the seventh and up rounds were loaded that he then started shooting in directions that he could avoid in to slow him down in some way before the burly man spoke "WE GOT THE THOT NET!"
Silver looked at him in confusion before looking at the green covered demon that was soaring towards them in the sky! "There is no way the thot net will work! Only women cause it to home in with the missiles!" before the man simply loaded the pellet on the cannon as it was fired off by silver his quick pulling finger as he looked in panic. Praying to a god that was high above as he hoped that there was some kind of woman near Celmaru as the net was launched forwards...
Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jul 8, 2019 4:36:42 GMT
The hybrid gave chase akin to a slightly-miffed torpedo. There was still an ample distance between the truck and Celmaru, albeit that was bound to change. Unfortunately, it would shift to become greater than before. A turbo boost was activated, propelling the vehicle ever further away. With a thunderous boost to his own Ki, however, the hybrid kept pace with ease. Silver wasn't getting away anytime soon; not while Celmaru kept sight of him.
Numerous other paper shots approached the hybrid. Ki blasts met them. Minuscule puffs of smoke only momentarily disrupted his vision. Of course. Nevertheless, alongside another burst of energy, Celmaru attempted to inch ever nearer. The launch of the "Thot Net", however, threw a figurative net over these plans. While the hybrid paid it no mind, the spirit's reaction was far more evident. That was no net; nor a space station. It tugged itself over towards any female subject within its immediate vicinity with the vigor of... a net. How horrifying.
Regardless, the hybrid reached behind him to grasp Phae's right arm! It was only a matter of milliseconds before the spirit was tossed straight into the net! A barely-audible gasp could, perhaps, be heard, albeit the net's clutches would ultimately be temporary. Maybe. As Phae fell within the netting, Celmaru "aerially" kept is tossing arm outstretched to procure the spirit once again. No use letting her skid. The chase persists.
As the chase persists, Silver would notice that everything would start to become more and more obvious as he then nodded towards the driver who gave a thumbs up, every single person rushing towards the front as time was becoming a bit dangerous. Everything becoming more and more tense untill the big event happened.
Silver stepping forwards on the front of the car as it was flipped upwards to block the sight of the hybrid, energy exploding outwards as a single massive shockwave became heard off. The vehicle exploding into a massive harmless cloud of smoke that would force him to stop or fly without sight forwards before he would be at a beautifull housing with a few benches and tables set up.
Long tables with beautifull food and a large banner hanging infront of the main shrine section of the house that simply said "Welcome to your new house, Celmaru!" as silver proudly stood there, Celmaru his wallet and stuff on the table nearby.
What had the little fucker done? He had prepared an entire house and party for the man, with his thot of a wife as he knew that this would work best for such an energetic saiyan and bunch of... Demon weed, as he knew that if he ever got kids, he would need the space in the future. Especially if skateboarding skeletons would live in those basements that it had, maybe even Bio creatures dressed like trees or skimpy beauties.
Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jul 10, 2019 5:24:29 GMT
Well, utilizing the truck was definitely a... tactic. Apparently Silver and his ragtag bunch of idiots ran out of ideas; haphazardly flipping the truck front-side within a moment! The hybrid had little time to properly react, leaving him to procure an impromptu stomp on the brakes. With a likely cartoonish screech, the hybrid's legs reaching back near a connected torso, flight ceased. Well, forward momentum did, at least. The little dastard better know how to scuttle swiftly; Celmaru was still right on Silver's trail!
Minuscule moments were spent ensuring that not a scratch befell the hybrid as he sidled aside in the air. What a waste of time. Another burst. Ki erupted from within once again. Catch up. Keep pace. Repay the midget pretend-wizard in kind. It was by then that the hybrid had found himself upon an oddly groomed clearing. Trees had also sprung up from nowhere. How far had he gone? What distance had cleared to reach flora this thick? Nevertheless, Silver and his lackeys seemed to have been waiting; banners and party aesthetics about them.
Celmaru's feet arrived with a prompt STOMP. It was akin to a superhero landing, sans the whimsy. However, quite frankly, the hybrid disposition rarely improved -- and despite the decor -- little was to change. Brows were furrowed immensely at the sight of Silver. The spirit was plopped aside, beside the nearest bench. Not a word escaped her. Meanwhile, the hybrid approached the middle-aged moron with a blatant ignorance to Silver's words. Just as he was about to attempt at clutching the pint-sized magician by the collar, another stranger appeared.
Thoroughly slapping the front door aside, clad in a gas mask and equally suspicious shades, the stranger trodded down the porch steps -- before sliding through the courtyard cobblestones into some pseudo-portal.
When Celmaru had grasped the man, everything changed within a mere second, there was no resistance, no struggle, nothing could be done with the mere instant that this had happened as everything became a thick, sickly purple as the noises that were heard reminded a person of crying.
A small child sitting in the middle of the purple energy that was swirling around, as thick as soup as it brushed against the skin... Holding her head in her palms, as every sniffle would cause her body to tremble and shake, large chains that were covered in black darkness that swirled upwards and a sickly looking flame that kept eternally burning that was bound to the small figure, but as the chains were traced, into the far distance...
It was at that point that the reason why colour was visible in this area, a large purple mass that shone like the sun with chains surrounding it entirely, every pulse that send energy into the vacinity beating the purple sphere like a heart as the chains rattled with each pulse. The multiple eyes that started to become visible from the purple sphere starting to smile, each of their fanged teeth becoming visible as they wanted to scratch out of the sphere. Claws that caused scratches to form on the inside of the sphere untill it all stopped...
The entire illusion having finished as silver grasped at Celmaru and spoke "I got you a house! A full house where you can have kids, where you can have fun, and you can play!" He would excitingly say, counting the things on his fingers, while nobody seemed to notice the purple like rift that had formed in the sky. Slowly dripping a thick looking liquid as a wolf like being started to slowly crawl out of it. Fanged teeth showing that it was not playing around in the least, it was planning to slaughter and consume everything known to man.
Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jul 12, 2019 18:57:14 GMT
Some may believe reality is only as fucked and terrible as they take it. Unfortunately, reality deemed it necessary to test the hybrid's sanity. Frankly, there was little correlation. Then again, what's correlation when there's nothing to correlate to. Either way, a sphere of violet something-or-others began to manifest from nowhere. Great. Celmaru had only grasped at Silver for the briefest moment before releasing him. This seemed to have a... greater presence.
Yet, it vanished.
How comforting. Sarcasm aside, however, the hybrid had some difficulty processing what he saw. What was that? Was it edible? World-ending? Malicious? Airborne? Nevertheless, it seemed that someone would do good to call for a priest. Returning his gaze towards Silver, Celmaru suddenly began to pay attention as the short-stack mentioned children. Oh dear lord. The hybrid's visage contorted; phasing into a harsh shade of scarlet. Crossed arms and a swift turn away followed without a word.
As the hybrid's attempts at composure predictably failed, the violet, hazy gash in reality would face opposition. The portal-esque thingamajig appeared beside it. The gas mask and equally suspicious shades also reappeared! The figure donned in these personal effects glared upon this rift in space... albeit, upside down. A frown followed. Dipping into their transport method once more, they slipped an armed arm beside a bench. Brandishing an old-timey combat knife, it sliced away at a net: the encompassing Thot Net™ that Phae was caught within!
Several haphazard cuts later, the armed arm (of disarming net devices) disappeared inside the portal. The figure returned to their analysis and general disapproval of the sort of mauve/eggplant-colored/lilac tear. Whatever it was. All the while, Celmaru wasn't much one to take notice; at least, not now.
As Celmaru was not much to take notice as the purple rift started to create a large amount of energy before everything suddenly became dark. Lights that were on had vanished and everything was in complete greyscale for miles, as there was not even a single sound as a single creature had dropped to the ground.
Panting contently, with a body that resembled a werewolf mixed with a naked molerat as the arms that would be only clawed were equipped with millions of sharp, metal scraps that stuck forwards as the beast took the first step, his glowing red eyes and outline making it clear that nothing would be stopped at this point. The creature was going to create some havoc as Silver would turn around, looking in confusion as he was not able to see it in the slightest...
To make matters even worse, it seemed that this creature even more mysterious as he was able to step through silver, the humans and if Phae were to walk towards the party to talk about children clothes with Silver? She would also phase through it. No, The only one who could interact with it and saw everything as a grey area around himself was Celmaru himself.
It was him alone, versus... Whatever this thing was...