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Yan Cass
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Aug 28 2015, 06:37 PM
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Damaskian RP Guide
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A Death To Remember
Difficulty: Easy
Description:
A contract has been put out on Kami's Apprentice; the next Guardian of Kami's Lookout it seems. You will be paid a great deal of money to take them out, but be cautioned. They're Kami's apprentice for a reason...
Reward: +300 zeni, +2 DP, +20 all stats, +2 rp Credits
Bonus: -2 Alignment
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Kami’s Lookout is an annoying place to travel to, especially for someone that can’t fly. Well, I can fly just not well, or in the direction I always want to go in. Trying to fly to Kami’s Lookout well, I did try. I shot myself up and into the half orb! Crashing into the hard surface and then falling back down to the ground. It left me with a massive headache. I wandered a bit away after, calculating how large the lookout was and this time shot myself right past it. I waved my arms a bit like a fricken chicken and tried to maneuver myself over to land on the base but once more, failed epically, and after meeting eyes with this coal black man watering some plants, I fell back toward the ground. This time I quite hurt my back. I tried to get up with a plane too but I can’t drive one of those either and the computer sucked up all the gas before I could get high enough. It is an annoying place to travel to.
How then did I get up? Well, infinite determination pays off and after many more sore limbs I eventually made a jump that allowed me to crash into the barrier that surrounded the hyperbolic time chamber. I didn’t know that’s what it was at the time, but that one probably stung the most. Containing all that time and space and all.
So, I laid on the marble floor for a while and then closed my eyes. It had been a long day of attempts and I hadn’t slept for a number of days--hours before then. A nap felt right then.
When I awoke, it was not just the coal man but another short man who read immediately to me as a celestial. He had a pink orange tint to his skin and familiar pointy ears pierced with bulb earrings. His clothes were stiff and colorful and he reminded me of the little god. The little god, that’s the guy I met on Kanassa I told you about. Right, the one I punched out of the blue while he was meditating on the beach--Don’t judge. He had a good time of it. Anyway! This little god’s energy was much easier to read though: A kai. A very low level kai and a snotty looking one too.
“Should we throw him off?”
Definitely a snotty one.
“Many warriors come here to train Lisel. He must be one of them,” the coal man said, scratching his head underneath his huge turban. This was Mr. Popo, and he was surprised to get a fine warrior of this nature at the lookout. See, my power level was not suppressed so he could tell the I was a strong enough fighter but why then did I not have something as basic as flying down? It is a question I ask myself daily. It seemed quite strange indeed! But then he was used to the many eccentric warriors that came to them over the years. This must just be another one of them. That was the logical answer anyway.
So I looked at the strange deity who was proving more interesting than the kai already. Popo is a celestial but the servant type. His existence is actually another reason I do not like gods. They have levels of almost slavery. It’s ridiculous.
“I still say we throw him off,” the kai Lisel said and without waiting for Mr. Popo to further object, he grabbed hold of my ankle and began dragging me back through the lookout. I crossed my arms over my chest and made a small face at this development, not acting yet, and let as I was calling him then, the coal man attempt to stop the stubborn kai. I was still half asleep and was somewhat hoping this was all a bit of a nightmare. You told the “Kami” of Earth was just a Namekian. I could deal with a Namekian. You said nothing about nasty kais or servant celestials.
As we reached the edge and Lisel got ready to toss me off, I planted my hands into the hard marble and spun my other leg hard into the Kai’s head. Mr. Popo let out a sharp exclamation but did not step in to interfere even as I shot a large blast of ki out to knock the kai off the lookout instead.
There was a loud “Uwah!” and I waited for retribution but it did not come immediately. Could the kai not fly either? I looked to Mr. Popo who had scrambled to the edge and looked over worriedly. This all had to be a joke surely? I lifted himself into a crouched position and continued waiting, feeling the celestials energy rising drastically not too far away. Guess he could fly. Or something. I still don’t know what he was doing exactly but then suddenly there was a massive blast coming my way. Totally huge. Like bigger then Roshi’s house. He didn’t even care that it was going to hit Mr. Popo too! But lucky for me it was because Popo just opened his mouth furiously and sucked up the whole blast. Before he could shout or anything though wee Lisel had mad his way above the look out and this time with more precise aim dropped a huge number of blasts down on me from the sky.
So what did I do? Man, I was hungry at this point and still tired and sore but I busted through the blasts, taking one or two and went straight at the boy. We entered into a huge melee of punches and kicks and he even tried to bite me--Don’t give me that look he did! Or are you surprised I haven’t said anything yet? I kept my cool Edge! I did! I was so bloody worn down. No, I didn’t take anything before hand...well...anyway! I was in zombie mode okay. My lips were sealed. Someone had just tried to throw me off the thing I had tried for hours to get up on and I was plain irritated to. I had nothing to say! Maybe a few witty banters but, I don’t remember now.
So we were punching and kicking and hair pulling and Popo was looking up at us--Yeah, I don’t know why I can fly in the heat of battle okay. If I don’t think about it it all works out and yet as soon as I remember--Wait, we’ll get to that. We’re in the air, swinging fists, Popo below, and he’s just straight out crying because this Lisel guy has ordered him now not to interfere, pissed the coal man ate his fire. Popo could have probably stopped us with his pinkies. I mean, he’s got some skill, and I wasn’t even trying yet against this punk we were just rolling about. But then I got in, real up close and personal and just let off a load of blasts, as many as I could muster, right into this guy’s abdomen. He crashed down so hard into the lookout I thought he was gonna knock it from the sky.
And now, I’m floating, and the actions paused and I realize I’m floating and I immediately stop floating. You see how that goes? I mean I probably could have kept afloat but it’d be like sitting in the middle of a lake with no paddles so I just let myself drop. Popo had slipped off now, probably to get Kami and it was just me and the little kai. He lunged at me again this time with a ki sword a blazing and I blocked and stuff but he started into this whole spiel.
“How dare you come up here and try and ruin everything I’ve put into motion!” and “What kind of abomination demon filth are you” and like “I will take this planet by force if I have to!”
And me, I’m just like whoa there buddy, you started this I just countered! But I didn’t interrupt him cause I thought it must be going some place serious. You know, never interrupt a big bad guy when they start into a spiel. They’ll spill their whole master plan if you just let them. And he did. Something about training to be Kami’s apprentice so he could take over as god and take advantage of all the hidden gems Earth had and overthrow the Saiyan Empire and bring new world order and all sorts of really stupid world to universal domination shit? I mean he was a kai? Don’t they have better ways of doing these things? I know they tend to just watch over things powerlessly but you’d think they’d be wiser for it!
Guess not.
I finally say, screw it, enough is enough. I’ve been playing with this boy and rumbling and not really trying that hard so I just pull out all the stops, rush in and slit his fucking throat. I mean, I’m allowed to do that now that he’s told me all his grand evil schemes right? Killing evildoers is allowed!
The problem with that is...Kami and Popo well, they missed the whole speech. All of it. All they got was busting open the doors to see me slit this poor boy’s throat. His apprentice! A kai! A holy man! I was covered in his blood! I wasn’t neat about it either. Like I can be neat sometimes but this time I was just like, fool, you interrupted my nap! So I just hit and let it spray. All over. That probably didn’t look good for me either. It was like a serial killer murder scene. Even though, it was only like, the one guy.
There was a pause. Yan leaned back further in the chair, back on only two legs, his feet up on the table seeming to take in the weight of his story or perhaps the lack of weight. He was in the little flat of his friend, well to Yan they were a friend, Sei Edgen, and the humanoid was silently listening or ignoring him from their desk, tinkering with some technology. They adjusted their glasses and their hands paused in their work and Yan took it as a cue to finish.
”And so, that is why I am never allowed back on Kami’s lookout,” he says cheerily even though it was supposed to be a sad tale. He didn’t care much about going there again after all. There was nothing for him there! So what if they thought he was a horrible manic murderer! What did he care!
”You just don’t want to attempt to fly there again,” Edge says simply and Yan almost falls from the chair. That was also a fair point.
WC: 1820
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