[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

[bigbingoattack]

[The Saiyan rolls his eyes at Bulma's entrance, completely unsurprised that the woman couldn't help but nose her way into the conversation. What a pest!]

Don't even bother. You're aware that I don't make friends.

[darkduelist]

<sub>[Definitely not friends. Yuto didn't even know Vegeta's name up until now.

The boy wonders for a moment if he should stay silent or actually introduce himself. Well, he might as well...]</sub>

...I'm Yuto.

[capforthat]

[Oh, she's aware. Judging by the sly smirk she throws Vegeta, it was exactly the reaction she expected to get from her teasing comment.]

Nice to meet you, Yuto. I'm Bulma Briefs. Did you enjoy the show?

[bigbingoattack]

[Bulma was definitely the more sociable of the pair. She tended to thrive in all of the environments that's Vegeta shied away from.]

My wife. [She's already been hit on far too much today.]

[darkduelist]

_{[Yuto nods when Bulma introduces herself.]}

...It's nice to meet you as well. [But... he can't say he enjoyed this "show". Unsure of what to say, he's silent for a short moment.]

Your husband is certainly very strong.

_{[Vegeta, Yuto is fourteen. Besides, he wouldn't hit on anyone]}

[capforthat]

[Oh, someone's still sore about that charming chef from earlier.

... not as sore as Sanji is going to be later, though. She makes a mental note to send him a fruit basket or something.]

Is he? Gee, I hadn't noticed. [Sorry, she saw an opening and she took it. She nudges Vegeta's elbow and quirks an eyebrow.] Been holding out on me, hun?

[bigbingoattack]

[You'd think after ten plus years together Vegeta would be immune to Bulma's ways, but the man still visibly reacts as she moves nudges him, his body quickly pulling away, mouth twisting into a embarrassingly comical frown.]

Shut up! You have no sense of propriety at all. [His head turns away from her, purposely looking anywhere but at either of them when he speaks next.]

Even if none of the idiots in this place can compete with my superior strength, at least not all of them are complete wastes of space. [the only kind of compliment vegeta will ever offer anyone]

[darkduelist]

<sub>[Yuto is just watching in silence as the two speak... er, or rather as Bulma teases her husband. Then, there's that last sentence from Vegeta. Was that supposed to be a compliment?

Yuto looks at Bulma now.]</sub>

He's always like this?

[capforthat]

[Bulma's carefree smile slips away as she lifts a declamatory finger.]

If you really want to know, you should ask Vegeta. It's rude to talk about someone like they're not there, you know!

[bigbingoattack]

Yes, [Vegeta ignores Bulma's comment completely, a gloved fist (that is now spattered with blood) propping itself up against his hip.] I am.

I'm through with the weaklings here though. There is no one else to fight. [...] I'm hungry.

[darkduelist]

_{[At Bulma's words Yuto looks taken aback, before his expression turns apologetic.]}

I... I'm sorry.

<sub>[He lived in a warzone. What are good manners.

He is not going to say anything else than this.]</sub>

[capforthat]

[Bulma rolls her eyes at Vegeta--typical Saiyan--before giving Yuto a much softer look.]

Oh, don't worry about it. No damage done. Obviously.

[And since no one wants to deal with a hungry Saiyan...]

Sorry, but we really ought to get going. It was nice meeting you!

[bigbingoattack]

[Vegeta grunts at the boy, but quickly turns to follow Bulma away without another word. It's likely not the last time they'll meet.]