Onnio groaned in the dirt, still fanning his smoking mouth, now with a glove. He couldn't move, he'd eaten so much, so he was summoning his pod. His upgraded little beauty came equipped with a fully-mobile grappling arm. It was meant for occasions exactly like this -- when you've been defeated in battle, and couldn't move much as a result.
Pod landing gently near him, Onnio smiled at the pink Majin's back as Faustus left. "I guess he's not a hallucination after all," Onnio said to no one in particular, before looking up at Pitt. "You really are the champion," He smiled. "Even if you're not officially. But just you wait til next year! I'm going to train and surprise you, you'll see."
The silver door to his pod opened with a whoosh, and a mechanical arm slunk out around Onnio's tortured middle. He burped loudly before looking up at Zerori and Zrirachi. "I dunno what two demons are doing here on a fine planet like this one, but if you ever need a mercenary for hire..." He punched in his comm system for both the demons and for Pitt. "Let me know. I can fight as well as I can eat! Better, even."
With a wave as he the mechanical arm was struggling to contend with his new weight, Onnio was hauled like a fish into the pod. The pod creaked as it wobbled off the ground, then ponderously floated away, towards the shipwreck where Onnio rested on the other side of town.
EXIT!
I loved this. :D Congrats to Pitt, the Bun-Eating Champion! They couldn't take the belt away from you, Pitt!
Pitt wasn't sure how to feel at first. It seemed that the whole group was disqualified or just out of the running. The Saiyan got to keep his precious belt, but with no winner selected it felt a bit bittersweet. "Well it ain't a win, but it ain't a loss either." Pitt didn't have much time to ponder the thought of his titles validity. The red Saiyan piped up about the food being terrible so maybe they were better off, much to the distaste of the proprietor. She obviously wasn't from around the lower class regions. Maybe not even on Plant. She followed up with asking if they could get up to something else, other than fighting because she was a loose cannon by her own estimation.
"Much as I'd love to get rid of some of this extra weight, I'll take a rain check this time. But if you really wanna learn to fight, find me somewhere in the wastes. Me and the Shredder Corps would be happy to train an able Saiyan. Or uh, anyone really." Pitt quickly rephrased his offer being unsure how much Saiyan blood ran through the girls veins. Then Pitt noticed Fautsus the Tuffle turned Majin. He seemed disappointed he had lost and slunk away. Pitt usually would give chase to the Tuffle but with all the buns in his gullet he wasn't sure if he'd do much to the purple shorty. He shrugged letting him go, Pitt figured the Majin was probably much too sluggish to do any damage.
Pitt waved goodbye to his fellow soldier, he was sure he'd be a great help in the war to come. "Take it easy Onnio, and stay outta trouble. Unless I'm there then we'll definitely get into something." He heaved his crappy belt over his shoulder once more. He wasn't sure it'd last until next year but he looked forward to it. He walked off and held a hand above his head as a goodbye to all.
Champion again...Kinda. Great stuff I love cooky stuff like this feels like filler! Exit
Post by Zerori and Zriracha on Apr 11, 2021 23:24:28 GMT -5
Well, shit… this was disappointing, Zerori deflated visibly as not only did the Majin dude slink off after being defeated (and amusingly painting the crowd nearby, but to her mother’s disgust) but Onnio and Pitt didn’t even want to stick around to get up to any trouble. At least…
She saw the look Pitt and Onnio gave each other, frowning deeply as it felt like they were friends of some sort. It was clear that they were either brothers in arms or something, or they had a closer relationship? Zerori really couldn’t tell since she really wasn’t into that kind of thing but it was pretty clear as everyone left that-
They don’t really want to hang out with me, Zerori huffed silently, turning around as her mother was using her Magic Materialization to turn all of the disgusting bile into a much more appealing horde of rats - where they are ran off to go turn back into the body fluids and food it was before. Just not in the street. Zriracha watched Zerori walk away with her shoulders slumped and her face a mask of barely hidden agitation.
“And where do you think-?” Zriracha began, but didn’t have the chance to finish before Zerori spun around, eyes glistening.
“FOR A WALK!” And walk she did not, opening a portal beneath her to jump in and disappear to Beelzebub knew where.
Zriracha just looked on with an expression of tired disappointment before she brought a hand up to run it through her hair and scratch the base of her horns. “What am I going to do with you, Child?” It was clear that Zerori was under so some of stress, but... was it on it's way to a Tantrum? With a shake of her head, Zriracha sniffed out the taste of Zerori's power with the intent to search for her and get down to the bottom of this.
Maybe she just needed a pick me up?
EXIT! This was awesome! I’ll go ahead and throw it up! WC: 332 TWC:2031
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