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vegeтa ([personal profile] bigbingoattack) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-06-20 06:26 pm

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

Who: [personal profile] bigbingoattack, [personal profile] 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.


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!]
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[personal profile] takeedabanana 2015-07-11 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Saiyans. that was definitely not a race he had heard before - he files that one away for the time being.]

Thanks for the vote of confidence. [Takeda manages a bit of a smirk, stretching a little.] It's not like I've reached my limits yet. I'm still young.

[And he's still learning in a lot of aspects, especially where his telepathic ability was concerned thanks to Kenshi. Though here ... he hadn't been working with it as much as he probably should. His fault for getting complacent, he supposed.]