A Second Impression (Shroom)

In the near distance, amongst a clearing of rocks, some sounds could be heard growing louder by the second. It was music of an alien nature, it had a good beat and it was pretty bouncy, one from Earth would call it pop music or Rap, Shroom would call it good. The rocks shook and slowly parted to reveal a cloud of pink and red smoke, once the smoke cleared an explosion of confetti rained down and now on the ground between the rocks amongst the mess was a quickly moving conveyor belt.

After a few dramatic moments a figure appeared on the conveyor belt, it was Shroom seated in his favorite chair from Ricu’s club. Behind him were both Lebu and Ricu, his trusted slav- associates. They all wore their signature suits, gold chains and black shades, even Shroom.

The belt stopped as Shroom’s chair approached the Namekian which caused Lebu and Ricu to both step off and stand beside their Lord. They grinned and entered dramatic muscular flexing poses which led to Shroom standing in his seat and smiling, he just had his teeth whitened.

“You rang?”
Shroom said with a gurgly voice, his feline pet Schnookums revealed himself as it crawled up Shrooms back and perched on his shoulder.

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Shroom: 300,000 (60,000 Transformed x5)
Lebu: 4,800
Ricu: 4,800

WC: 212

Lebu bent over and whispered into Shroom’s large crusty ear.

“My Lord… he speaks of peace… you met this Namekian some time ago if you do not recall…”

“Hmm.. surface Namek look same to Shroom…”

“He is quite powerful my Lord, a powerlevel.. That even surpasses your own… it rivals the Guru’s…”

“Hmm… this Namek strong Namek, could do with what Shroom had planned for Treses and Namorel… Hmmm think think…”

“My Lord, if we were to align with him, there could be potential for him to help us with your claim…”

“Ah yes!”
Shroom cleared his throat and floated over towards the Namekian.

“You speak of… friendship yea?! Shroom been fooled by many surface Namek, many surface alien… they speak lies, all lies, they twist wordies and make them move funny. Shroom don’t believe you.”
Shroom’s finger scratched the round of his chinny chin chin.

“How can Shroom know Shroom can trust you surface Namek? How Shroom know you take… peace and make weapon against Shroom with Guru? You know Guru?!”
Shroom’s eyes pulsated at just the mention of the leader of the planet.

Behind him Ricu was playing with his new hand held device, it looked like he was video chatting with a number of ladies from some other planet. Lebu snatched the phone and threw it a long distance behind them without much effort.

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WC: 227
TWC: 439

Shroom didn’t really understand the concept of Shroom doing something negatively to another person, he hadn’t really thought about his mind control as a way to hurt others or to ‘do’ anything, he just did them because it's what he did. Shroom’s look of confusion quickly transformed into anger as the Guru was mentioned further, but it changed into interest as soon as the Namekian mentioned what he could provide Shroom.

“Ah Shroom like gifts… but, what could you offer Shroom when Shroom has this?”
Shroom positioned his hand outwards and Ricu materialized a glass of lemonade to appear within Shroom’s grasp.

“Or… this?”
Shroom opened his other hand and received a Shroom action figure, also created by Ricu’s magic.

“Or this!”
The ground shook and rumbled, rocks displaced themselves as Shroom was elevated upwards twenty feet upon a giant stage.

The stage spanned at least the size of an Earth football stadium, but it more so resembled something from an Earth music concert. A microphone appeared in Shrooms hand and he began to sing off tune and poorly for about four minutes. He grabbed a water bottle that Lebu tossed up to hiim and wiped his brow before floating back down towards the Namekian.

“Well, Shroom has it all, even without Peace from your Guru… City do not impress Shroom, unless Shroom can have city, trap guru inside… pick away at his…”
Lebu cleared his throat to interrupt Shroom as he was getting carried away.

“What my Lord means is, we would love to hear more about this city and how Shroom can have ownership in… some aspect.”
Lebu was sweating, his words were his own but they weren’t at the same time.

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WC: 284
TWC: 723

Shroom stopped moving and his face grew more serious at the mention of trust again.

“Let Shroom teach you young Namek… you speak too much of trust… Trust just illusion cast upon the weak by those with power.. Yea? Shroom can tell you just a baby surface Namek, you not know enough. Shroom know alot ya?”
Shroom sipped at his lemonade without shifting his serious face.

“Trust, remove from words you speak Namek. Trust is for fools. Think bigger… think more… power… think more advantage… you take advantage of situation with Shroom, you use Shroom, Shroom sees this, Shroom think on this, Shroom knows this. But Shroom never trust you. Shroom no trust even Lebu Lebu and Shroom love Lebu Lebu, but Shroom will kill Lebu Lebu eventually and Lebu Lebu know this of Shroom.”
Shroom looked over his shoulder to see Lebu nodding in agreement.

“But… Shroom take your sport team, Lebu can lead. Shroom take your nightclubs in new city, Ricu will lead… Shroom has bigger plot, Shroom has bigger goals.”
Shroom crushed the action figure that he held in his hand, the lemonade floated beside him as he used his telekinesis to do so.

“So, can you trust Shroom? I hope so…”
Shroom giggled and sipped more lemonade as it floated beside him.

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WC: 216
TWC: 939

As they Namekian spoke Shroom grew more and more comfortable in his chair. A blanket had materialized upon his mental request to Ricu, his lemonade glass was completely empty and only the umbrella remained in the cup. Shroom’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier with every word spoken to him to the point that he simply could no longer remain awake. Schnookums the Yualian feline snuggled up against Shroom’s face and sat on it completely blocking any light; he too fell asleep with some nice purrs escaping his feline lips.

“My Lord… has retired from this conversation… but you may continue with myself.”
Lebu presented himself as he stepped forward, his hands tucked nicely in his pockets as Ricu tucked Shroom in.

“My Lord has no interest in interstellar activities. Earth… is one of his interests but for more of a recreational sense.”
Lebu unbuttoned his jacket and leaned against a rock.

“My Lord is quite passionate about his goals here on Namek, the surface most importantly… its somewhat of a reclamation project he has set his large heart on. When he sets his sights on something, he must have it without question, this will become Law here on Namek soon enough.”
Lebu removed his glasses, fogged them with his flaming breath and cleaned them against his chest.

“To my Lord, there will only be one king of Namek, one ruler, one Lord. The Mazoku… will serve Shroom one day, this is fact as well.”
Lebu’s eyes straightened and looked into the Namekian’s.

“You will serve my Lord one day, this is fact as well. The sooner you understand this, the better it will be for all Namekians, even those dirty Mazoku you serve.”
Lebu stated as Ricu joined his side.

“So, do we have a deal that you will complete your little city project with the understanding that it will become my Lord’s eventually? This we can help with.”
Lebu said as he pulled out a scroll from his jacket, a contract.

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WC: 332
TWC: 1271

The tension in the air was thick and heavy, even as the Namekian’s power level rose Shroom continued to snuggle deeper into his own comfort and snore. His blanket was made of the finest magic materials that Ricu could fashion, woven from the fibers of his very mind and thus from the fibers of Shroom’s mind. There was a pattern amongst the fabric, the images of Shroom riding the backs of surface Namekians, the Guru and his gang and the Mazoku, all like horses. Each image would have Shroom in different outfits, one a cowboy getup, dressing like an old fashioned Earthling, others were various displays of style from throughout the galaxy and realms that Ricu would have suggested from his travels.

A snot bubble grew from Shroom’s nostril, it became larger and then shrunk back down, then grew larger and so on. Ricu pet the feline on Shroom’s head, its comfort was of the most importance to Shroom and so Ricu had it hard wired to serve the cat just as he served his Lord and future savior of the world they stood on.

The Namekian lunged forward, directly at their master Lord Shroom, Lebu had no choice but to serve further. Lebu stepped in front of Shroom, as he would always do and charged his own ki to protect him and his lord, it of course would not be enough. The claw struck Lebu in his chest, blood was drawn and it spilled outwards to stain the ground.

Shroom’s eyes opened wide instantly and the group immediately vanished leaving behind the blankey showcasing Shroom riding the back of the very Namekian that attacked them.

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Exit

WC: 276
TWC: 1547