Hmmmm I think it's time to move on. Can't be waiting for people this long or the RP is going to go at one step a week.
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Viral was not going to have anybody harassing Yumi while he was able to stop it. The soldiers trying to shoot at him were pointless targets when Yumi was in trouble. It was a bad thing Viral had no regards of whether they were an Elite or normal soldier, otherwise he may as well had knocked the head right off a normal soldier with his kick. Falling to the floor again he glared at the temporarily downed man, his eyes going to the other soldiers who backed away from him fearfully before his attention moved back to the man. Flexing his claws as the man got up and turned towards him he delivered a strong glare, staring at the switch from anger to panic in his eyes. Grinning lightly upon seeing his expression change so quickly he gasped when the man decided to bail, glaring at him as he flew away before his eyes quickly went to Yumi. Grunting when she lifted him into the air he looked back down to the ground, letting out a groan before looking to Yumi. “Can you not think of this like a revenge tactic and think of it as finding the base?? We’re still going to have those soldiers after us and that cannon, by the way! Why didn’t you just leave me down there to deal with them??”
“Ah! But you would win! You always wanna win!” Shu squeaked, finding it hard to believe he might win at a game like this against Takeshi, “Size mean everything! It hard to hit the head when they really tall…” He felt he was at a disadvantage with this game but he was going to have to play it, it seemed. Already wondering how he might end up winning this game he raised his fists only for one of them to be grabbed as Takeshi took off again, wondering what was going on as he was now being carried away like luggage. “That game didn’t last long! What happening now?” He was pretty confused and a little worried that he might be missing out on something important, but upon looking ahead he noticed they seemed to be following some soldier. Well that was certainly different but it must’ve been what they needed to do, even if they were now at the mercy of the soldiers they left behind and the remaining cannon that might be used against them. “What we gonna do about all them?”
“Ah! But you would win! You always wanna win!” Shu squeaked, finding it hard to believe he might win at a game like this against Takeshi, “Size mean everything! It hard to hit the head when they really tall…” He felt he was at a disadvantage with this game but he was going to have to play it, it seemed. Already wondering how he might end up winning this game he raised his fists only for one of them to be grabbed as Takeshi took off again, wondering what was going on as he was now being carried away like luggage. “That game didn’t last long! What happening now?” He was pretty confused and a little worried that he might be missing out on something important, but upon looking ahead he noticed they seemed to be following some soldier. Well that was certainly different but it must’ve been what they needed to do, even if they were now at the mercy of the soldiers they left behind and the remaining cannon that might be used against them. “What we gonna do about all them?”
Viral was trying not to waste time but the amount of blasters he was having to dodge now was starting to get ridiculous as he tried to move to the next cannon. They knew how to deal with him even if they were afraid of him. While there was no long ranged attacks he could perform that wouldn’t end with them being vaporised he could still move and try to get the last cannon out and meet up with Yumi so they could fight together. Having to back off several times he had to quickly start moving, keeping down low and out of the way, throwing punches to whoever was in his way as he pushed his way through. It wasn’t long before he spotted Yumi as well so at least she was heading in the right direction. Trying his best to dodge the blasters he stopped suddenly when he noticed the large man Yumi was trying to take down, staring at her try to knock him down but otherwise failing. Trying to move quickly now he bounced up out of the way of oncoming attackers, springing on their head before throwing a forceful kick for the Elite’s head.
Shu was sure he was going to please Takeshi like this, he was trying hard and definitely hoped he would end up possibly receiving praise for being a strong fighter after everything was done. “Yeah! I do real good, right?? Bang in the face!” he giggled as he threw a Ki attack. If Takeshi was happy then he was going to be happy, he just hoped he wasn’t going to end up having to rest after all of this blasting. Once the platform’s equipment was gradually being destroyed he stared down at the soldiers, watching them starting to scatter some more as Takeshi blasted part of the ground he kept a hold of him before squeaking at the prompt to get off his back. Looking to the ground now that they had landed he moved off once Takeshi let him go, patting down his trousers before turning around quickly. “Ah! Why not take me to more games, anyway?? It’s mean when I’m not tall like these guys!”
Shu was sure he was going to please Takeshi like this, he was trying hard and definitely hoped he would end up possibly receiving praise for being a strong fighter after everything was done. “Yeah! I do real good, right?? Bang in the face!” he giggled as he threw a Ki attack. If Takeshi was happy then he was going to be happy, he just hoped he wasn’t going to end up having to rest after all of this blasting. Once the platform’s equipment was gradually being destroyed he stared down at the soldiers, watching them starting to scatter some more as Takeshi blasted part of the ground he kept a hold of him before squeaking at the prompt to get off his back. Looking to the ground now that they had landed he moved off once Takeshi let him go, patting down his trousers before turning around quickly. “Ah! Why not take me to more games, anyway?? It’s mean when I’m not tall like these guys!”
Shu was having to keep himself from firing off attacks that would just be considered pointless just in case he was wrong and would end up weakening himself, but so long as Takeshi was happy then he was going to be feeling happy in return. Having the men being taken down and out of their path he felt pretty happy, looking to Takeshi for approval before looking back to what was ahead of him. He hoped that was going to be the hardest part of the task, just so he might be able to feel a little less of the stress of showing his brother he was capable of fighting well. Looking down at the scene below he gasped when the cannon was coming close to being fired at them panicking at the thought that they might get blasted out of the sky; however, Takeshi soon alleviated his worries by firing down at the cannon and blowing it out of commission. Sighing lightly he looked around for Viral and Yumi, seeing them attempting to get to the rest of the cannons with hopefully very little problems.
Viral was nearing a fairly big part of the battle where he knew they would start getting out the weapons suited for him now that they had been alerted to his presence, especially when they probably had loads of them to spare inside. Turning to the soldiers once he had taken out the canon he watched as a few backed off hastily, but even with their nervousness towards him he wasn’t going to take that as a time to try and be smug about their fear. He had to get moving before they decided to do something about him. Quickly ducking down he suddenly made a dash around the mass, hanging down low as he pushed his way through the soldiers, getting down low enough to trip them up along the way. Having to make sudden stops to avoid Ki blasts and blasters being fired at him he dashed to the side, watching where he was heading before managing to get at a good angle for driving his claws into the side of the cannon. The cannon was hit completely off and swung around a bit before collapsing, but there was no time to celebrate the hit as he immediately had to duck as a shot was fired at him. He was going to have to be careful, if they were firing at him then those blasters were probably built to counter him.
Viral was nearing a fairly big part of the battle where he knew they would start getting out the weapons suited for him now that they had been alerted to his presence, especially when they probably had loads of them to spare inside. Turning to the soldiers once he had taken out the canon he watched as a few backed off hastily, but even with their nervousness towards him he wasn’t going to take that as a time to try and be smug about their fear. He had to get moving before they decided to do something about him. Quickly ducking down he suddenly made a dash around the mass, hanging down low as he pushed his way through the soldiers, getting down low enough to trip them up along the way. Having to make sudden stops to avoid Ki blasts and blasters being fired at him he dashed to the side, watching where he was heading before managing to get at a good angle for driving his claws into the side of the cannon. The cannon was hit completely off and swung around a bit before collapsing, but there was no time to celebrate the hit as he immediately had to duck as a shot was fired at him. He was going to have to be careful, if they were firing at him then those blasters were probably built to counter him.
@shylarahCrying doesn't have to involve tears D:
@shylarahPoor guy's having an existential crisis and doesn't know what to believe D: He doesn't even know how to cry about it or tell them what he saw.
Shu was hoping Takeshi was pleased with him, he was certainly trying hard to help out and was happy to try his best so long as he was doing it correct. He was certainly not trying to have fun with hurting others, but with the way things were going he was still going to try and enjoy what time he had with his brother. “No going to run out! Lots of energy!” He didn’t see himself running out anytime soon, especially when he felt completely find while doing so. The only reason he would get tired is if he stopped breathing as he fired at these guys. As the larger group started coming their way he quickly charged up more Ki and threw it straight at the group, feeling quite pleased with himself when he hit them out of the sky. “I did it! See how good that was? I get them out of way, we go forward! It good!”
Viral was finally in his element and could act how he wanted to act and move where he needed, so long as he didn’t step over the line and end up killing someone. Throwing his fists at the closest soldier they barely stood a chance, flying off against their peers in a violent crash. Even as they fired their Ki at him he slid across the platform to dodge it, darting inbetween their lines as they tried to keep up with him. They didn’t know how to handle him at all, they could barely track Viral through normal means and looked panicked whenever he got near them. While it was a place where Beastmen were made, it was his reputation that scared them the most. Snatching a blaster right out of the hands of one of the men he kicked them away, only to spin around and throw the blaster at the head of an attacker who was very close to successfully hitting him. He didn’t have time to play around with these guys, he had to get rid of those cannons. With one great leap he practically flew straight over them, projecting his feet forward to where he landed right at the cannoneer, throwing his leg around and smacking both the soldier and the end of the cannon. The cannon twisted around from the force before simply snapping off its station, the panic from the surrounding soldiers being pretty evident as they remembered why Viral had a reputation within the Saiyan army.
Viral was finally in his element and could act how he wanted to act and move where he needed, so long as he didn’t step over the line and end up killing someone. Throwing his fists at the closest soldier they barely stood a chance, flying off against their peers in a violent crash. Even as they fired their Ki at him he slid across the platform to dodge it, darting inbetween their lines as they tried to keep up with him. They didn’t know how to handle him at all, they could barely track Viral through normal means and looked panicked whenever he got near them. While it was a place where Beastmen were made, it was his reputation that scared them the most. Snatching a blaster right out of the hands of one of the men he kicked them away, only to spin around and throw the blaster at the head of an attacker who was very close to successfully hitting him. He didn’t have time to play around with these guys, he had to get rid of those cannons. With one great leap he practically flew straight over them, projecting his feet forward to where he landed right at the cannoneer, throwing his leg around and smacking both the soldier and the end of the cannon. The cannon twisted around from the force before simply snapping off its station, the panic from the surrounding soldiers being pretty evident as they remembered why Viral had a reputation within the Saiyan army.
Cecil didn’t know what was going around inside his head but this whole situation had made him confused and scared, his eyes staring into Ethan’s as he pleaded with him. He didn’t know what he was supposed to say other than to plead with Ethan to forgive him. Once he was finally let go he backed away from Ethan, falling onto his knee momentarily before getting back up, holding where he was grabbed as he looked to the others with a fearful gaze. What had he done to cause such emotion? He didn’t have any control when he did that, it all felt like some sort of state where his mind went offline but his body didn’t. He didn’t know how to explain that if he could, his mind struggling to come up with an excuse for his behaviour.
Just what was happening to him? He felt like he was barely functioning, his energy levels shifting erratically as he tried to understand what was happening to him. Those images he saw when he touched that equipment, he couldn’t understand them at all. What he saw couldn’t had been real, but it felt real and the pain that coursed through him. He felt so confused, he had made more enemies than just those men with his own friends expressing disappointment, anger and fear towards him. Was he who he thought he was? He couldn’t be, not after doing such a thing. He may not understand what it meant to kill someone, but the guilt Ethan had delivered to him was just too much for his mind to handle.
“I-I’m a…combat machina…right…?” he mumbled, his hand going to his head before being taken aback by the dent in his head. His body had been damaged, another hit and his framework may not had been able to protect his data core. As a brief moment of panic washed over him he twisted around before immediately backing up, startled by Amuné being off to the side. He couldn’t understand what was happening, he didn’t know what he was either at this rate. He thought he was a combat machina, but those images told him something else. Looking to his hands quickly he soon grabbed his head, squatting down. “I-I am…right?? No I-I-I can’t be…” he stuttered, looking to his hands again, “I’m not-I’m…I’m not alive…”
He was confused and disorientated, his head unable to get around what was happening to him or how his friends felt about him. He was just endangering everyone by being there if that was just going to happen to him. Was he simply malfunctioning or was something else happening to him? Feeling like he might end up exploding considering everything else that happened he was almost ready to throw himself overboard just to save them all the grief of having him around; however, the sound of shifting metal nearby alerted his senses to possible danger. Quickly getting to his feet he started twitching, his body slowly tipping to one side before he caught himself and held his head. He had been damaged other than just his shell, probably from the smack he had received. Hopefully his data recording hadn’t been damaged, but he didn’t know why he was caring about that at a time like this. Feeling like he was in a right panic and unable to understand what was happening he twitched lightly, staring blankly forward as he slowly moved into a crouch, feeling like he was going into a mental breakdown as he grew confused over who he is or was.
Just what was happening to him? He felt like he was barely functioning, his energy levels shifting erratically as he tried to understand what was happening to him. Those images he saw when he touched that equipment, he couldn’t understand them at all. What he saw couldn’t had been real, but it felt real and the pain that coursed through him. He felt so confused, he had made more enemies than just those men with his own friends expressing disappointment, anger and fear towards him. Was he who he thought he was? He couldn’t be, not after doing such a thing. He may not understand what it meant to kill someone, but the guilt Ethan had delivered to him was just too much for his mind to handle.
“I-I’m a…combat machina…right…?” he mumbled, his hand going to his head before being taken aback by the dent in his head. His body had been damaged, another hit and his framework may not had been able to protect his data core. As a brief moment of panic washed over him he twisted around before immediately backing up, startled by Amuné being off to the side. He couldn’t understand what was happening, he didn’t know what he was either at this rate. He thought he was a combat machina, but those images told him something else. Looking to his hands quickly he soon grabbed his head, squatting down. “I-I am…right?? No I-I-I can’t be…” he stuttered, looking to his hands again, “I’m not-I’m…I’m not alive…”
He was confused and disorientated, his head unable to get around what was happening to him or how his friends felt about him. He was just endangering everyone by being there if that was just going to happen to him. Was he simply malfunctioning or was something else happening to him? Feeling like he might end up exploding considering everything else that happened he was almost ready to throw himself overboard just to save them all the grief of having him around; however, the sound of shifting metal nearby alerted his senses to possible danger. Quickly getting to his feet he started twitching, his body slowly tipping to one side before he caught himself and held his head. He had been damaged other than just his shell, probably from the smack he had received. Hopefully his data recording hadn’t been damaged, but he didn’t know why he was caring about that at a time like this. Feeling like he was in a right panic and unable to understand what was happening he twitched lightly, staring blankly forward as he slowly moved into a crouch, feeling like he was going into a mental breakdown as he grew confused over who he is or was.
Okay great! I'll do so tomorrow cause I gotta sleep cause college and being not-American D:
Uhh Shy just asking are you posting or do you want me to post? I can wait or do a post, whatever you want really.
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