[02] [Open] ♚ All Aboard the Pain Train

[bigbingoattack]

Who: bigbingoattack, capforthat, and YOU. Open to fighters or spectators!
When: Backdated to 1/22 (6/17)
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Immediately following this network post where Vegeta called out to fellow fighters.
Rating/Warning: Fighting, likely to contain violence, blood, and foul language
Important Note: Do not feel obligated to reply! I am more than happy to handwave any fights between characters. But if you do want to proceed, feel free to get in touch with me so we can talk things out. I am not completely familiar with all of the characters in the game and their various abilities, so I'd love to hear from you before we jump into things. You can contact me through any of these ways.

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Option A. ROUND 1--FIGHT

[Vegeta was waiting.

The Saiyan was hovering above the gardens, about ten feet or so off of the ground, arms crossed over his muscled chest and his expression as stone-faced as ever. The anticipation for battle was beginning to tingle up his spine, but the man remained quiet and calm.

It wouldn't be too much longer.]

Option B. No fighting in the bleachers

[...or benches, more accurately. Bulma was seated on a bench with her hands cupped around a hot drink. Her eyes followed the fighting with keen interest, excitement even, and apparently without concern. She was confident that today's matches would be, if not fair (how could they be when a Saiyan was involved?), at least honorable.

Abruptly, she leaped to her feet and cupped a hand around her mouth to shout,] WOOHOO! GO GET'EM HONEY! KICK HIS FACE IN!!

Option C. Wildcard.

[Go nuts! If you'd like to start threads between other characters or try to brawl with some of the other fighters showing up, go for it!]

Comments

[singinghuntress]

[Any other time, Bulma might have been right. Something was lost in translation but, not this time. Rip was talking about the bloodlust she's tried so hard to bottle up as of late, though, she wasn't always.. successful. When she wasn't, Rip was as much of a predator as any other creature that fed off of humans.

Or, she was until recently.]

I can tell, zhat part is obvious just by zeeing him fight.

[She glances at Bulma, sizing her up for a moment and then just smiles slightly.]

You know him vell zhen?

[capforthat]

He's a difficult man to know, but I suppose you could say that. [Bulma crosses her arms loosely, one hip cocked as she grins.] He's my husband.

[singinghuntress]

[Husband? Something about that answer amused Rip to no end. It seems like she had a habit of meeting married couples around here.]

How lucky for you. It must be nice hafing your spouse near by.

[capforthat]

[And that answer amuses Bulma. She isn't quiet about it, either, letting out a cackle.]

HA! Yeah, I suppose it is. He isn't really the affectionate type, but he's dependable. [And she's fine with that, really.] What about you? Is there a Mister Rip out there?

[singinghuntress]

No.

[Her amusement faded for a few moments as she focused on adjusting her umbrella.]

I am no zhe settling down type. I haf lovers, or I did before coming here.

[capforthat]

[Oh... did she strike a nerve?]

No one special catching your eye here, huh?

[singinghuntress]

[A little bit. Even now she's still missing her lovers.]

Here? Not yet anyvay. It takes a special type of person to be able to keep up vith me in zhe bedroom.

[capforthat]

O-oh. That's a... unique problem to have. [Is she blushing? Maybe a little. This is definitely not way she expected this conversation to go.]

I'm sure you'll find someone.

[There's someone out there for everyone, right? Or... multiple someones. She clears her throat and makes an attempt at changing the subject.] So, you used to be a sniper?

[singinghuntress]

[Really~? Where did she expect it to go other than here? Rip can't seem to hide her amusement at Bulma's reaction and does let that subject drop for her sake.]

Yes, vith zhe German Military...roughly fifty years ago give or take a few decades. I vas the best one in my unit and know my way around most firearms.

[capforthat]

[Not to the bedroom, that's for sure! She likes to think she isn't a prude, but...

Rip's evident amusement just makes her huff indignantly. Oh, now she's funny, is she!]

Wait! You're over fifty? Wow, you must have incredible genes! [And Bulma thinks she's aging well! Or... she gives Rip another look-over, lifting her eyebrows.] Are you an alien?

[lbr in her world it never hurts to ask.]

[singinghuntress]

[Absolutely hilarious.]

I'm in my eighties.

[She could even say she had one hell of a health plan~.]

No, I'm a vampire. I stopped aging in my late twenties, early thirties. Besides, I vouldn't know vat an alien looks like.

[capforthat]

[In her... eighties!?

Oh! That's easy. Bulma points at Vegeta, who definitely looks to be winning this fight.]

Like that. Like I said, Vegeta's a Saiyan. He's not from Earth. [... wait.] ... did you just say you're a vampire!?

[singinghuntress]

[Hold on, the short guy with the pointy hair was an alien. Rip turns her attention to the fight and looks a little surprised and perhaps more curious than before.]

Yes, I did. Vhy? Iz zhat a problem?

[capforthat]

N...ooo... [Give her a moment. Aliens are one thing, but vampires are just stories! Right?] I'm sorry if this is rude, but are you sure? It isn't just a... an iron deficiency or something?

Oh, I know! Your species calls themselves Vampires but it means something different!

[IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE]

[singinghuntress]

[Now it's Rip's turn to give her a strange look. Iron Deficiency? Different Species? What kind of world did this woman come fron where aliens were normal but the supernatural wasn't.]

No, I meant vat I said. Vampire, as in a supernatural creature zhat stalks zhe night und lives off of zhe blood of others.

Und I am very, very sure it iz not just some veird disease.

[capforthat]

[If she looks a little nervous that's because, well, she totally is. Reaching up to (hopefully) surreptitiously adjust her neckerchief to cover her throat more fully, she gives Rip a sidelong glance. In her defense, historically these kinds of reveals don't go well for her.]

I guess the umbrella isn't just to avoid tanning, then. You're not feeling peckish, are you? [It's a joke! See, look at her smile. Ahahaha... ha.]

[singinghuntress]

[Rip chuckles softly and gives her umbrella a slight twirl.]

You vould be correct~. Und no, I am not hungry. I haf my own was of keeping myzelf fed. Besides, your husband looks scary.

[capforthat]

[Oh, well then. Some of the tension leaves Bulma's shoulders. She tries not to look too relieved as she glances back at the fight. Rip makes a good point, she has to admit.]

If I had a zeni for every time I've heard that. [She perks up, curiosity beginning to overshadow caution.] What's it like, being a vampire? I bet it's nice not having to worry about getting wrinkles!

[singinghuntress]

[Well that was a quick recovery, though the questions were a surprise. No one ever bothered to ask..]

It's both a blessing und a curse. But, It iz one I chose so I really cannot complain.

[capforthat]

You chose to become a blood-sucking monster!?

[Wow, tactless. She doesn't seem to realize it, though, simply giving Rip an incredulous (and it has to be said, disturbed) glance.]

[singinghuntress]

Most people aren't zhat blunt.

[Offended? Hardly. Rip's a little amused.]

Vouldn't you? I vill stay young forever und never age. I am stronger, faster and much tougher zhan the average human.. I am built to survive.

Besides zhe immortality, I had my own reason. Becoming a vampire vas simply a means to an end.

[capforthat]

[Blunt might as well be her middle name, particularly when she's frazzled.]

I... w-well, I won't say looking this good forever isn't an attractive idea, but there's gotta be a better way to do it! [Like making a wish...?] Vampirism seems a little drastic, you know? Even with more than your looks on the line!

[singinghuntress]

[Rip just gives her a curious and strange look.]

I can't zhink of a better vay to become immortal or staying young forever. Not in my vorld anyvay. Besides, it's not as drastic az say... plastic surgery or being addicted to drugs. Zo I drink a little blood now und zhen. Zo vat?

I vas already in zhe army killing und later I vas a huntress. It vas simply easy to feed off the animals I killed, give avay zhe meat und keep zhe hides to tan into leather.