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| All Your Own Stunts! [Medium Quest]; Mr. Satan, Yamato, Krillin | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 24 2017, 06:34 AM (259 Views) | |
| Shallot | Jul 24 2017, 06:34 AM Post #1 |
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"Come on, big guy! You gotta work with me on this one!" Hercule sighed out, slapping the script on the table. "I don't 'gotta' do anything, old man. I'm not running with this. Why the hell do I need to come out in some kinda devil suit? I thought this was a movie about dealing with past sins, not literally becoming a demon or somethin'." The director muttered something under his breath about just doing what he's paid to do, but quickly returned to a joyful demeanor. "Alright, I'll bite. What do you think this script needs to work?" Mr. Satan stroked at his mustache for a moment, looking up at the sky. He wanted this movie to not end up as some straight to DVD mess, so he needed something to spice things up. Finally, he came up with something. "How about some fresh faces? Sure, we already have some of the most established actors in Satan City, but what about some new blood to mix things up? I'm sure if we hired a couple new actors, we may be able to spice up this movie!" The director sighed out, not happy that he was going to have to put even more people on his payroll. But one didn't simply say no to the Champion of the World. Like it or not, he didn't exactly have a movie without the Champ in it. He gave in to the demand. "Alright, alright, Tan Dynamite. We'll do it your way. I'll put out some auditions tomorrow, and we'll see where it goes." The director turned around to his set, putting his hands up. "Wrap it up, people! We'll be getting some new people to fill in for our stunt doubles tomorrow!" The crew began to clean up the set as Hercule headed out, preparing for tomorrow. [align=right]16 HOURS LATER...[/align] You couldn't really go anywhere in Satan City without hearing about it at this point. There was a large stand near the center of the city with a white banner that said 'AUDITIONS FOR NEW FILM' upon it. Anyone who might approach it would hear the director chanting out to the crowd. "Are you looking to start your acting career strong? Come take up a role in the new hit 'Channeling Satan', featuring our one and only Champion of the World, Mr. Satan! If you want to get in like sin with the Champ himself, this is your chance. Come show us what you've got! We're looking for someone who can do stunts, so make sure you're nimble!" A mouthful, sure, but it got it out there. He'd repeat himself every ten minutes until he got some proper volunteers, but while many were excited to see what might happen, no one stepped up to try and take their part. Confidence wasn't widespread. Mr. Satan himself walked out to stand beside the director, the crowd cheering on for him as he smiled. It was nice to have the applause back. [align=right]526[/align] |
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| Pryde | Jul 24 2017, 12:07 PM Post #2 |
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[dohtml]<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Acme|Courgette|Lemonada|Lobster|Marck+Script|Niconne|Playball|Tangerine" rel="stylesheet">[/dohtml] Kame house, the setting of most the memories for Krillin and the gang. Today was no different than most. The Bald Monk rested on the couch in front of the television. His hand propping him sleek and shiny head up from the cushion while the rest of his body remained on its side facing the tv. His free right hand was resting on his belly scratching at it slightly as he let out a loud yawn. ”Today is so…. Boring.” The Monk said letting out a yawn in between the break of the sentence. The soft roar of the tv could still be heard in the background as he continued to stretch and yawn. At the moment the short man was in between jobs, currently laid off from the last job as a driving instructor due to company cut backs. The second job he was still in the application process, it was a slow process he had already done some testing but he had not heard back from the company about an interview. ’Aw man, I want to have my own place so bad!” Although Krillin was in his mid twenties having his own home seemed so far out of reach, money just was not there for him. His eyes closed as he rolled over to his back, his baggy tee bunching up under his back as he just let out a loud groan. Roshi was gone doing some “research” for a book or movie or something. He was not very specific whenever he talked about it. But everyone knew the only thing that old perv wanted to research was the back of the woman’s body, or front depending on their own features. ”Are you nimble, are you able to do your own stunts, are you wanting to become an action hero superstar?!” A voice cut into the air as Krillin kicked himself into the air and sat down on the couch listening intently. ”This is the last call to come down and try out for the position in my latest movie with the one and only Mr.Satan! Come on down to….” ”This is my chance! Actors get paid the big bucks!!!” Krillin could not contain his excitement as he rushed into his room and threw on the best looking, but at the same time stylish, clothing he could find that was clean. [align=right]Three hours before auditions close[/align] "Are you looking to start your acting career strong? Come take up a role in the new hit 'Channeling Satan', featuring our one and only Champion of the World, Mr. Satan! If you want to get in like sin with the Champ himself, this is your chance. Come show us what you've got! We're looking for someone who can do stunts, so make sure you're nimble!" The man’s voice was so tired and worn out, as if he was looking for hours and had not found a single candidate for the job position yet. This was perfect! There the Monk stood in front of all to see now, his body covered in the elegant yet practical clothing of the modern day. Most around him were in karate gui’s and other forms of martial arts attire. A blue and white snapback with a tanish bill covered his head, a long sleeved tee with a hood along his body a slightly lighter shade of blue from the hat. Blue jeans with tanish shoes to tie off the bottom, very hip. He approached the director and the panel of judges that were there on the set. ”My name is Krillin, it is nice to meet you all, huhu!” He said as he rubbed the back of his head and giggled. ”Wow, I’m so nervous!” The directors face began to twist into anger as Krillin backed away slowly in shock. ”Well I better get on with it then, this is my only shot!” The bald monk instantly hovered into the air, his legs a couple feet from the ground as he threw out a series of punches and kicks. His hand glowing bright yellow as he lined them with ki. Humans did not know much about ki or how to manipulate it but Krillin was no average person. As he landed on the ground he did a series of flips and looked back at the panel whose faces were all twisted in shock. Maybe he showed a little too much?! ”Kuririn” The director said quickly after he stood from his seat. ”I mean you’re not wrong about the name, but I prefer Krillin it flows off the tongue better.” The Monk said with a laugh. ”That doesn’t matter, you’re hired, go backstage and meet the champ!” The director instantly pointed to the back of the stage as he looked over at a piece of paper and smiled. ”Only one spot remaining! Who will take it?!” [align=right]864 / 864 / 1390[/align] |
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| Yamato | Jul 25 2017, 05:01 PM Post #3 |
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The day had been ordinary, his usual routine had just been finished and he found himself relaxing on a nearby bench. A small breath of air was released from his nose, both of his hands clutching onto his bass guitar that laid in his lap. The male's digits caressed the strings idly, his head tipping back as he gazed toward the sky and hummed to himself quietly. He figured that he could call his band mates soon and they could rehearse, since they did have a concert coming up soon. Before he could even reach for his phone, a voice cut in, early startling him and causing his guitar to drop to the ground. He swiftly caught it and swung the instrument onto his bag, the strap hugging around his right shoulder. "--but it's for a good cause..." The man watched the woman walk away in a huff, her small dog tucked just beneath her chin. He cursed to himself and folded his arms over his chest. "I'm going to get fired if I don't find anybody." His eyes soon landed upon Yamato, causing for his crimson eyes to widen as he found his new mark. "Sir! Might I interest you in a once in a lifetime opportunity!?" The demon slowly stood to his feet, raising his brow as this man didn't even realize that he was actually speaking to somebody already famous. Then again, most people didn't seem to notice... He shrugged at this and moved his hands into his pants pockets. Yamato wasn't entirely sure how he was talked into coming along, but he followed the man towards a large attraction in the far distance. An audience was crowding the scene, excited to see just who the champ was choosing for his new movie. If anything, Yamato figured that if he wasn't picked as an actor, it was just to make this manager happy that he had even nabbed someone from the street at all. With a huff of air, the demon launched himself up onto the stage, landing on his feet before standing erect once more. His crimson gaze shifted towards two familiar faces, which had caused his eyebrow to raise. Mr. Satan was almost a given, but he didn't exactly know it was his movie. The next was the bald monk that he had met the other day. He exclaimed that his name was 'Krillin', to which he decided to keep in the back of his head for the time being. ”Only one spot remaining! Who will take it?!” The person with a microphone then moved towards him, causing the male to twitch slightly at how closely he got in order to get his answer. "Ah, another tryout! What's your name young man?" The carrot-top parted his lips to speak, his eyes adverting towards the crowd of people below; his phobia slowly kicking in. "Yamato." He noticed how speaking his last name wasn't exactly necessary, which was for the best, considering not many knew of it anyways for a good reason. "Oooh, he seems to be the silent type! Which is great, we need a mixture of personalities involved! Ya..." He realized that he couldn't repeat the boy's name, so pretended that was some sort of nickname invented for him. "Go join the others backstage!" An almost mechanic nod was given in response as he turned on his heels and followed the duo backstage, the curtain falling shut behind him. [align=center]576 / 576 / 1,966[/align] |
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| Shallot | Jul 27 2017, 01:32 AM Post #4 |
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Mr. Satan watched over the crowd with little interest. While the masses definitely made for a decent distraction, there were few that actually warranted his attention. Most people on the rung of society these city goers were on held a sort of blanketed type of affection-- one he spread throughout crowds but couldn't seem to actually consider real. Of course, in that sense, he was an actor. He was still human. But these two people that his director brought over to him, they were interesting. In fact, they were the two that he had met during the invasion of the undead! If anything, he knew they were capable in a fight. They would make perfect debuts in this movie! As the two of them made it backstage where he resided, he crossed his arms, smiling at them. The director already relayed the information to him through his earpiece, so he had an idea of who they were and what they were here for. He walked forward, towering over one and just barely standing underneath the other. "Well, I never thought we'd meet again, but fate's pretty funny that way. Pleasured, young Yamato and Turillin!" He let out a confident laugh to no one in particular before he looked around, whispering to them. "Let's, uhh, keep that whole zombie incident a secret, yeah? The media hasn't gotten to it just yet and I'd rather they didn't know." With that out of the way, he instantly shifted back to his normal bravado, leading them to the movie set. People of all sorts of professions were walking around to prepare the scene for the actors. "Welcome to the set of 'Channeling Satan'! This is going to be my new blockbuster-- or it would be, if it weren't for that old geezer of a director. He'll take some getting used to, but I'm confident we can knock this out of the park if we work as a team!" It was oddly motivating coming from him. But before they could get on set, one of the workers ran up to Mr. Satan, panting out. "S-Sir.. we don't have any of the scripts!" His eyes widened, almost instantly being glossed over in panic. "What do you mean?! How do we just lose a bunch of scripts in a day?" The man shook his head, almost like he was trying to snap himself out of a bad dream. "We're thinking someone broke in and torched them, because the trash can was filled to the brim with ashes!" Mr. Satan gave it a little thought, then snapped his fingers. "Then I guess we'll have to improvise. Yamato, you'll be playing as an evil villain looking to nuke Satan City. Turillin, you'll be playing as Mr. Satan's apprentice who is trying to take down the dastardly villain! Give them a little fight scene and I'll come in and defeat the force of evil!" He knew this was a bit of a tall order, but there wasn't much else that they could do right now. It was up to them how the scene would really play out, but he hoped that they would get to it. The director was unaware of the scripts being burned, so when he walked in, he already had his vision of how the scene would go. He sat down in his chair and waited for everyone to get in position, only to scream out. "Action!" [align=right]597 / 1,123 / 2,563[/align] |
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| Pryde | Jul 27 2017, 09:32 PM Post #5 |
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[dohtml]<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Acme|Courgette|Lemonada|Lobster|Marck+Script|Niconne|Playball|Tangerine" rel="stylesheet">[/dohtml] "Well, I never thought we'd meet again, but fate's pretty funny that way. Pleasured, young Yamato and Turillin!" Mr. Satan said as the two new members of the movie came forward from the crowd. For the first time since he was wandering around backstage he noticed the wolf man standing just behind him. His face turned into a smile as he nodded to him before addressing the World’s Champion. ”Listen, it’s Krillin!” He said as he crossed his arms and pouted for a moment. ”It is not that hard of a name to remember, why is everyone getting it wrong today?!” His eyes were a little teary as he tried to mustard up the courage to fight the tears from falling down his round but smooth face. ”How are you doing, furry?” He quickly changed the topic as he address the one and only, Yamato trying to keep his mind off being short and no one knowing his actual name. Hercule then leaned in real close, his face nearly inches from Krillin as he began to speak in a low tone, almost more quiet than a whisper. His hand was placed on the opposite side of his face as if he was hiding what he was saying. His eyes looking around the room as to not be caught, this was suspicious. Then just as Krillin had thought was going on the champ spoke clearly. Asking for the two of them not talk about the day of the walking dead that had happened a couple days prior. Something about the media not getting ahold of the story and that they would blow it out of proportion, Krillin did not really listen as for he was still butt hurt about being addressed by the wrong name. Suddenly he popped up and made some strange gesture as if he was posing for cameras. His voice and style at which he held himself completely changed! His voice was loud and commanding, yet warm and inviting at the same time. It drew the Monk’s ears as he listened to the introduction about the set and what was going on for a brief moment. ”You’re an old timer too you know…” Krillin said under his breath as he put his hands on his hips and shook his larger head. "S-Sir.. we don't have any of the scripts!" This was turning out to be some kind of sit-com! How could they lose all the scripts and not have any back up? Krillin was not the only one thinking this as the Champ himself said the same thing, it was strange that the two actually agreed on something. "We're thinking someone broke in and torched them, because the trash can was filled to the brim with ashes!" Did this man actually have enemies?! Who would be low enough to even try to bomb this bomb of a movie?! Krillin gave it all a moment, sure he had a bunch of ideas for movies but this was not the time or place for it. When he made a movie it was not going to be with B-rate actors and no name martial artist. It was going to be a real production, one with action, comedy, love, and most importantly, a good cast. He had thought about it for some time, the list of people he wanted there on the red carpet, the girls he would get, the money, it was all a good plan, but it was not time! "Then I guess we'll have to improvise. Yamato, you'll be playing as an evil villain looking to nuke Satan City. Turillin, you'll be playing as Mr. Satan's apprentice who is trying to take down the dastardly villain! Give them a little fight scene and I'll come in and defeat the force of evil!" With that Krillin knew something was wrong. One the set was not set up like this for the script. Two he had to play the back role to Hercule as a student. Finally the third, his name was not Turillin! The Monk let out a growl as he corrected the man once more but as he walked to his spot marked with an orange ‘x’ he kind of just let it slide off his back. His eyes closed as he began to shake his shoulders, his neck rolling back and forth, side to side. He just needed to get rid of the butterflies, it was showtime! As he slid into his marker the director took his seat and finally the magic words were ripped through the air with a booming voice. Action!” ”You monster, how dare you try and do this to Satan City!” His hand cut through the air as his left hand balled into a fist close to his face but not in front of it. Shaking vigorously he let his words flow right out. ”What kind of man would just do this to a city that was so full of life! Innocent people could die today!” Where was this coming from?! ”I’ve here to stop you though, for years I trained under Mr. Satan and I am ready to put an end to your tyranny.” His eyes leveled out as he gazed at the evil villain who was honestly evil in his eyes at that very moment! ”I will stop you, save the city, show my master I didn’t waste his time, and most of all…. Get revenge for my parents that you murdered!” Krillin was falling way too deep into character, but this may just be what they were looking for! [align=right]967 / 1813 / 3530[/align] |
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| Yamato | Jul 27 2017, 10:55 PM Post #6 |
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Yamato found himself in a room with both Krillin and Mr. Satan, where he figured the champion was about to explain to them what they'd be doing. ”How are you doing, furry?” He couldn't help but tense up a bit at the word, he still found himself unsure of how Krillin had figured out what he was. If he had seen him attacking the zombies with claws -- that's all he would have seen; long fingernails. So how did he come off as a 'furry' or 'wolf'? Yamato grunted softly in response and began biting on his index finger's nail; almost nervously. "Pleasured, young Yamato and Turillin!" Young...? He wasn't sure why but he felt a fuzzy feeling in his stomach from the word; he actually took that as a compliment considering his actual age. It was then that the conversation began to grow more serious however as Hercule leaned in close toward Krillin. He lifted an eyebrow as he stood in place due to being able to catch everything said from his increased hearing. So, despite it being on the news broadcasts, it was best to leave the incident quiet and away from prying ears? A light frown found his lips at the idea, knowing it was probably best to figure out what caused it, so another outbreak couldn't happen again in the future. However, he kept his feelings to himself and watched as Mr. Satan sprang back into action, taking on his old persona once again; like the conversation had never happened. Already forgotten, eh? Yamato casually brushed it aside now and took a step closer toward the other two, ready to start reading over the scripts so they could get this movie business underway. The door to the room knocked open with a small bump of the figure in the hallway. "S-Sir.. we don't have any of the scripts!" Confusion crossed the carrot-top's features as his crimson gaze shifted over toward Hercule. "Then I guess we'll have to improvise. Yamato, you'll be playing as an evil villain looking to nuke Satan City. Turillin, you'll be playing as Mr. Satan's apprentice who is trying to take down the dastardly villain! Give them a little fight scene and I'll come in and defeat the force of evil!" A sweatdrop slid down the back of his head at the mention of being the 'villian' and he couldn't help but realize how easily he fit into such a role. "Right..." He mused, unable to contain a small grin from curling the side of his lips. Everything began happening rather fast now as the director told them to get into place, making the mutt's eyes dart around in a minor panic. They didn't even really discuss anything! Where they supposed to improvise it ALL? Little was to be said as the magic words were spoken and the camera began rolling. "Action!" ”You monster, how dare you try and do this to Satan City!” Yamato couldn't help but the flinch at the word 'monster', but was able to keep his composure. Krillin began going on a sort of rant, one of which didn't seem like much of an act, it was almost as though it was something he had kept bottled up throughout the years. ”I will stop you, save the city, show my master I didn’t waste his time, and most of all…. Get revenge for my parents that you murdered!” It was a surprise to hear, but for some reason, Yamato had to question if he and his family had murdered and eaten Krillin's parents in the past. He figured that would be a wild assumption and went into his roll as instructed. A large grin soon spread over the demon's face, his sharp canines peering past his lips and shimmering in the light. "Innocent people are already dead, brat." He found himself spitting out, venom clearly in his words as he shoved his hands into his own pockets and loomed over the other's small stature. "And you can sure go ahead and try to stop me, if you think it'll be easy, guess again!" He wasn't entirely sure why, but he heard himself snarling at the end of his sentence, it was like his body was screaming with need of a fight and the beast within was starting to grow hungry. The demon bent his knees slightly in a battle stance, his arms held at his sides as his fingers curled inward, imitating the claws that they could change into. "Aww, do you miss your mommy and daddy? Ahaha... I'll let you join them!" Before there was much of a reaction given, Yamato lunged straight for the bald monk, swinging his arm in his direction, his make-shift claws aiming for his middle. Of course, he held himself back from actually harming anybody during a movie, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying himself. Yamato had continued his onslaught until he had Krillin's butt collide with the ground from needing to dodge him each time. Once the monk was on the ground, a low chuckle vibrated in the demon's chest, a dark shadow forming over his features as he reached his hand out, ready to choke the life from his being. This was the perfect opportunity for Mr. Satan to make the scene and save the day from the 'evil tirant' that's terrorizing the city and harming his pupil. Long digits began closing around Krillin's throat, his crimson gaze glaring into black orbs. Deep within, the demon inside the man began growling and clawing on against Yamato's insides; begging to be released to feed upon the tiny shrimp that lay beneath his towering frame. He was only grateful that Hercule was there and ready to finish him off and the movie, so he wouldn't do anything stupid. His lips slowly parted open, his tongue beginning to dance along the top of his teeth as he began speaking in a low tone. "Tell me... do you fear death?" Sharp nails began caressing along the man's neck, caressing along a vein that ran down his throat and began beating against his touch. The pumping blood almost made his breathing go rigid as his hunting instincts screamed at him to feast upon the human in front of him. Thankfully, the person in him kept him in check and made it seem like he was just really fucking good at acting. [align=center]1,074 / 1,650 / 4,604[/align] |
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| Shallot | Jul 28 2017, 03:47 AM Post #7 |
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As the director made his declaration for the scene to start, Mr. Satan took his position on the other side of the set. He had a chair back there, so he sat down comfortably as he got a clear view of the scene that played out before him. The two new actors took their places as the filming began, Hercule looking on with mild interest. he wasn't sure what to expect out of these two. Sure, they had fighting ability, but could they put in the kind of thrills and skills that were needed on the big screen? Well, that was about to be seen. Turillin-- no, Krillin was the one who started them off, declaring amazing and demonic things that the villain was said to have done. Slayed his parents even?! That wasn't in any sort of script or prompt, yet Mr. Satan was duly impressed. But that was just the opening.. how would Yamato follow it up? Much to the Champ's surprise, he followed it up very well, instantly confirming all of his claims as if he had actually done the deeds. The tones of their voices, the emotions behind their voices, their subtle body movements.. everything was leading up to a clash that even had Hercule on the edge of his seat, wondering what would happen next! But then Yamato pounced on him, revealing an amazing combo that didn't seem to relent until Krillin fell to the ground. Instantly, his throat was grasped, and hethey both of them struggled for superiority. It was like the villain was about to win, but that was his cue. it was his time to shine! Mr. Satan rose from his seat, jumping out of the shadows of the set. "Not today, evil-doer!" He sprang forward, letting his fist fly forward, only moving to barely graze Yamato's cheek. He had no idea how powerful the man was, and this was show business. There was no need to actually punch him. Hoping that Yamato would fall backward, Mr. Satan stomped his foot on the ground for a ploy at intimidation. "You dare show your face around here, you dastardly demon?! You obviously don't know who you're dealing with, so allow me to remind you.. I am the Champion of the World, the Savior of All.. My name is Mr. Satan, the Symbol of Justice!" He pumped his fist into the air, only to point downward at Yamato with a triumphant smile. "And this is where you meet the end of your dark path, villain!" The director instantly waved his hands. "Scene! You three knocked it out of the park!" The men and women who worked on set began to clap, admiring the trio for their acting. Hercule nodded at them, smiling. He didn't know these two very well, but he wouldn't forget them after what they did here. "Young Yamato, young Krillin. Will you both do me the honor of meeting me at my estate later tonight? I owe you both a reward for what you've done for me today." He smiled as he handed two cards to them, ones that he'd normally give out to press for contact. Upon it, his number and address were typed out neatly. "Until we meet again!" With that, Hercule left the set for the day, moving to complete the rest of the day before his meeting. [align=right]569 / 1,692 / 5,173[/align] |
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