Post by LORD SHROOM on Mar 27, 2023 20:45:21 GMT -5
Shroom stepped out of the limousine and planted his dirty little shoes on the paved cobblestones. He looked up to watch Ryuseki fly off and away just out of view, Shroom’s eye twitched. He kicked at the ground and stubbed his toe against a stone which raised his temper even further. He spat and stomped and kicked and stomped.
“Trust! Shrooom cannot trust! Shroom find good help! Take… must take!!!”
Shroom mumbled as the temper tantrum continued.
Some yards away the dust cleared from where the building once stood, Rikers rummaged through the rubble looking for Lebu and Ricu. Stones were tossed aside as if they were weightless and the manbeast continued his excavation. Shroom walked in the direction of the manbeast, his eyes focused and his fingers fidgeting.
Rikers discovered the red basketball jersey that still had Lebu inside of it, he pulled at it and held the giant above him in the air. Lebu’s kicks dragged against the floors as Rikers struggled to get him completely off the ground. A rumble had started beside the two of them as Rikers stared hungrily into the demon’s face. The rumble turned into a loud BOOM as an explosion of dark energy shot up from the ground and made a line directly to the sky.
Rikers dropped Lebu and moved his shoulder aside to dodge the beam, then another erupted from his other side and he dodged it again. Rikers had started a dance that quickened with each new explosion that seemingly was targeting him from beneath the earth, it was Shroom. The beams of dark energy continued until it directed the manbeast towards a corner that still stood.
Shroom’s mind had already begun to take over, Rikers was far beyond at a loss for words. The Heran was to begin with, not the sharpest blade on the shelf, so with a bit of prodding the older namekian secured a new home with ease. The manbeast clawed at its head with each utterance that ran through his head, Shroom’s voice was taking over his mind.
Rikers fell to his knees, his mind defeated, his ki and power reduced to nearly anything readable. Shroom had reduced the once leader of this band of thieves, into an extension of his will, Shroom’s revenge had only begun. Lebu dusted his jersey off and reached down beneath the rubble to pull out an unconscious Ricu. He threw the blonde over his shoulder and lifted Shroom up onto the other, Rikers followed behind, a confused mess.
[Exit]
WC: 420
TWC: 6029
TWC: 6029