Post by Isikiy & Ozera on Oct 28, 2022 2:32:43 GMT -5
|| Isikiy’s PL: 8,000 || Isikiy is in his Encased Form ||
It walked. Yet, what was ‘it’? It did not know, nor seem to care. This featureless, faceless, androgynous bipedal entity with the most common and average build simply walked. Where did it come from? It was unknown, perhaps even to itself, but it arrived all the same.
It had arrived in Tarbel Village and simply stood motionless in the middle of the main road. For a good hour or so, that was all it had done. However, the inhabitants of Tarbel Village found its presence foreboding, giving off some sort of unease— a fear of the greatly unknown. While generally speaking more level headed and of measured mannerisms, the people of Tarbel were not strangers to putting up their dukes and squaring up if need be.
There was a decision made by a few antsy Saiyans, they launched themselves at the weird entity that had wandered into their town, trying their best to force it to leave; only for their efforts to be met with, surprisingly, equal and almost mirrored force. Blow for blow, blast for blast, whenever it was attacked, the entity fought back each time.
Isikiy, who had arrived on the scene a few minutes ago himself after hearing of such a spectacle while at a local seafood eatery. He had a brown paper bag full of prawn poppers that he was munching on as he watched. The truth of the situation was pretty obvious to him, it didn’t take him much effort to figure it out— this bizarre thing that people were so worried about was purely reactionary. “Hmm. I’ll give them a couple more minutes...” Isikiy mused outwardly, free for those nearby to hear. “I can settle this if you all can’t get it together, no pressure~!”