Post by Om-Yogu on Oct 23, 2023 23:24:45 GMT -5
Thread PL: 65,000
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Running for president sucked! Whenever he was about to go for some scheme or shoplift some snacks or something, people would point him out! They'd go, "Hey, is that a presidential candidate doing petty crimes?" Then Yogu would have to launch into an explanation of how it was all a big misunderstanding. But there were only so many misunderstandings that could happen in a week before people got suspicious. Even more annoying, he couldn't ride around on the Hunka Junk! A couple of days ago, everyone would leave him alone cause he was smelly and gross; now, it seemed like no one could stop! And the stupid questions... They never ended!
Yogu had no clue what a tariff or a veto was! Or taxes! "Ugh, of all the stupid crap I coulda pulled..." Yeah, the president thing was a mondo screwup. Too late now, though!
He would've at least thought it would change how people responded to him. Some kind of respect. But no, he was always going to be a dirty little vagrant. Case in point, Yogu wanted to spend some time warming up in a bar on this chill autumnal night. It took about five minutes for him to get thrown out on his ass and back into the cold. The bartender had said, "Have a good night, Mister President." on his way out.
The boy sat on the edge of a high-rise surrounded on all sides by more high-rises, watching the people go about their comfortable lives with their 'jobs' and 'hobbies' while kickin' his feet around, "Another cold night with just me myself and I... Kais, I need to get some friends." He takes a long sip from his bottle. Okay, so he stole a beer from the bar. Tossing him out was still an overreaction!
Yogu hated to admit it, but he was feeling particularly bummed out tonight. He sighs and lets out a frankly pathetic sniffle, craning his head to look at the night sky. A star shoots across his vision. Neat! Free wish! What that wish was used on, however, was for Yogu to know only. Besides, that wasn't even the interesting part.
There was a big freakin' moon smack dab in the middle of the starry sky! "Thefeckisthat?" Yogu asks aloud, squinting and grimacing at what he saw. Whatever it was, it wasn't normal. A deep-red light radiated off of it and down onto the Earth. It almost looked like-
"AUGH! KAIIIS! WH-WHAT...?! GAHHHH!"
Our poor, pathetic loser is rocked with a migraine that feels like white-hot nails were just hammered through his eyes! His hands grab at his temples, and he falls backward convulsing on the roof. He rolls onto his back and stares up at the blood moon. The screaming won't stop. "KAIS! WHY?! K-Kickin' me when I'm down... AGH!" Something was clawing at him from the inside. Deep in his chest, some wild animal was ripping its' way through its cage. It was a struggle to breathe now. And he began to choke as that ripping-tearing thing moved up into his throat.
"S-SOMEBODY HELP M- BLGH!"
Yogu was gone.
{Spoiler}
In his place stood a thing not of Earth. A ten-foot tall, red-eyed, blue-skinned, big bad Monster from outer space. An old Konats fairy tale. "Aheh heh... Fucking... FINALLY! Twenty years! Twenty years stuck in that hellhole called a person! Now look at you..." He kicks at the Yoguskin pelt. "Could make a damn suit out of ya..." The beast looks up at the blood moon in the sky. This was not a part of the grand plan. Whatever that thing in the sky was, it sped his timeline along a good decade. "Hrm... Annihilating this dustball just ain't feasible yet... Not with the freaks they got kickin' 'round here. And Konats is pretty far... Oh, what the hell am I talkin' about?! This is stupid! I should be havin' some damn FUN!" The Monster stomps his foot, and the high-rise splits right down the middle! He plummets with the building, bailing at the last second with a graceful landing in the middle of the street as it becomes filled with dust and debris.
A car coming straight at the Monster is stopped with a foot planted on the hood. A quick ki blast sets the whole thing ablaze, along with the driver. The beast kicks it away back from whence it came! The unfortunate souls on the street fleeing and running are shot down by crimson red ki blasts the old demon fired with precision, "One, two, three... Ah, why bother counting? WE ALL KNOW I'M GONNA LOSE TRACK ANYWAY! YOGU FOR PRESIDENT! YOGU FOR PRESIDENT! BWAHAHAHA!" The Thing marches down the street like he's leading a parade, firing a ki blast at anything he sees move in the dust and smoke.
What a mess.
Yogu becomes MONSTER! x5 transformation go wacky!!! Multiplied by 1.25 cuz EVIL. PL is 406,250! Somebody stop this mad man!
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0%
Total WC: 889