Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
Profile Link: http://dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/1747/jaxine-caulie-mulligan-zeke-necross
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jun 14, 2013 17:13:00 GMT -5
Zeke sat in his usual spot, drinking his usual brew and thinking the usual things. He thought of his father in the coma. He thought about his new Master. And he thought about the Princess. He still received no call for work from her, he would have to stick it out with the Crater Pit for a while. That wasn't so bad though, Kazu was a pretty decent guy. Energetic, cool headed... Zeke had recently realized he considered him his friend. His only real one so far.
Kazu walked into the bar, throwing the door open with a huge smile on his face. He threw his coat at the rack, missing it completely and list strutted on around to the bar. He turned to all the loud drunks in the room.
"Next round's on me, boys!" He shouted pulling a tray of mugs up while everyone cheered at him, and began filling them with a hose-like dispenser. Zeke had to let out a chuckle himself.
"Alright, Kaz. What happened that made you decide the roads are paved with rainbows?" He asked.
Kaz laughed. "That dumbass across town got busted! Oh what a beautiful day it is!"
Zeke was confused. "Define for me this Dumbass you speak of."
Kazu finished passing the booze around, sliding one to Zeke. "This guy, Onin, runs a shit-hole like this one, right?" He started, leaning over the bar while Zeke takes a drink. "The guy's running illegal fight rings out of his basement, scamming off the bets and shit. But he pissed some kid in the royal family, so I hear. Fucked up his bar and got his stupid-ass thrown in jail!"
Zeke just stared at him. "Don't we run fights in the basement too?"
Kazu slammed a piece of paper down out of nowhere, causing Zeke to flinch back. "Permit to operate non-lethal, payed combat in a controlled environment. That, and I have a gambling licence for those slot machines, it applies to gambling in general. Trust me, they've tried to shut me down before... But I'm Kazu Raspedos, bitch!"
Zeke smiled and shook his head. "You're nuts, yet clever. And I understand, with this Onin out of business, its more customers, more contestants, and more betting people for you."
Kazu nodded. "Yep. Just got these two permits and my liquor licence all renewed, and just got back from advertising. But we gotta close down half the bar next week. Renovations! The Zeni, man! I'm almost crapping the stuff after the Vice Lords were pushed out. More people are coming here now."
Zeke took another drink. "You're welcome. Now, sign me up for a fight tonight. I wana see if it'll make me more cash than these damn Debts."
Kazu chuckled. "Still need you on that job too, though." He said, walking over to tend to more customers.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
Profile Link: http://dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/1747/jaxine-caulie-mulligan-zeke-necross
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jun 16, 2013 19:43:45 GMT -5
It was later when Zeke had walked into the crowd in the basement, clad in jeans, boots and black fighters gloves. He stepped in while the ref in the ring called out Zeke's height and weight, introducing him. It was loud, but Zeke tried to ignore the cheers, the music, the fact that he was being bet on, and walked into the ring.
A cage door closed behind him. A fight to knockout, they said. No Ki, no magic, no flight. Pure brawling. The moments passed quick as Zeke sized up the large man in front of him. A Saiyan with a mohawk and many tattoos. The next thing he focused on was the man charging him. He'd completely zoned out when they asked if he was ready... he must have had far too much to drink.
The man slammed his shoulder into Zeke and rammed him into the cage. Zeke coughed and went wide eyed. He couldn't believe he'd just been hit by such a simple rush. The man proceeded to pin him there and deliver multiple blows to his gut. Zeke winced at the pain, then brought his elbow up. He slammed it down on the back of the mans neck hard, then rose it again, delivering another blow lower at his spine.
He felt the man's hold fade just enough for Zeke to curl his legs up and shove the man back across the ring. The man stumbled, Zeke capitalized on that. He dashed in, ignoring the pain in his ribs and slammed his fist firmly into the soft spot above the gut with a fully extended straight punch. The man grabbed hold of Zeke's arm, and tried to pull him. Zeke resisted, twisting his whole body to pull free, and used the momentum to bring his boot around for a kick to the mans head. He ducked it and jumped forward, trying to tackle Zeke.
Zeke planted his foot firmly back down, then moved sideways as the man tried to tackle him. Zeke moved forward and grabbed the man by the back of the neck to continue pushing him along into the cage. Zeke started delivering multiple blows to the left kidney, the cheers erupting. The man pushed off the cage, swung a backhand that Zeke caught. Zeke spun around, pulling the man as hard as he could into an Arm-Drag, throwing him down.
Zeke was about to deliver a huge stomp, when a woman in the crowd screamed and suddenly the room was filled with a bright flash of light and a deafening pop that made Zeke's ears ring. He closed his eyes and covered his ears, falling to his knees. It took about a minuet, but he soon regained his senses enough to see what was going on. A group of men had come in and taken the betting pot; a safebox full of hundreds if not thousands of Zeni.
The men were just making their way out when people began to regain their senses and panic. Zeke cursed, standing up all disoriented, and stumbled over to the cage. It began to cover in black smokey ki, then his hands clawed through it like liquid. He pushed himself out of it with his Matter Transmutation and ran up the stairs. He bumped into someone at the top.
Kazu. "...ucking guys just broke the same damn window, man! Here's your coat and that stupid sword of yours, you gotta get the mon..."
Zeke took his things, walking off with Kazu yelling more instructions over the sound of people running around confused. Zeke pulled his coat on and fastened Nadochi to his hip, then blasted into the air with his black wings of Ki fully extended. He had the black void of space at his back, so he'd be hard to pick out from the ground right away. He rose up more until he seen the lights of a vehicle moving fast and irradically. It turned down a different road as police came from far ahead.
Them. That was them.
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The men were trying to drill the safebox open. it was just your basic metal box with a lock, about the size of a large shoebox. The speed, turns, and bumps were making it difficult, and they were bickering more than they were paying attention. That's when the Angel of Death slammed down in front of them. The driver yelped and slammed the breaks, stopping about a quarter block away.
They all froze. Could they turn or back up? Continue on casually, making him think he got the wrong van? No. the driver panicked, slamming the gas. He'd run this asshole over! Zeke had different plans. He stood still. But there was a black mass of smokey Ki in the road ahead. They didn't notice... poor fools. The second they drove over it, Zeke would Mutate the asphalt up into a spike, impaling the van clean through the roof. It would be suspended in the air above by about six feet and begin leaking fuel and other fluids that ran under the vehicle.
Two guys jumped from the back, one running for his life. The other had a hand blaster pointed at him. Zeke could hear another man inside the van still, freaking out. He was trying to fet into the front seat. The driver had the box, jumping out with another blaster and fired randomly at Zeke as he took to running towards an ally. Zeke jumped up over the blasts and landed on the roof of a building with the ally between. They looked around, not seeing him and took into it for safety.
Nice... dark... ally. Dumbasses.
They were running when the front guy heard a loud scraping of metal through flesh and bone along with a thump of someone landing. He spun with the blaster out to see his friend impaled in the back, Zeke kicking him face down off his Nodachi.
"I'd have to say... impalement is probably my most favored way of killing a man." He said. the man was shaking.
"St-Stay back! You.... what the hell are you!?" the man asked in a confused frenzy.
Zeke smiled, his ki wings extending as he slowly walked towards his target with a blood stained sword. "I... am what you may call... the terror in the night."
The man had no time to reply as Zeke swooped forward, cutting his scream short with a slash to the jugular. A second slice would put the man out of his misery so he wouldn't suffer further. Zeke took up the box and walked out of the ally. He looked at the van, and was surprised that it was dripping blood. The man panicking must have lost a leg or something from the spike. It was quiet now... he must have bled out.
Zeke shrugged, walking on into the blackness before him to deliver his cargo back to Kazu.
[[Fin, Zeni please.]]
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
Profile Link: http://dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/1747/jaxine-caulie-mulligan-zeke-necross
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jun 17, 2013 16:07:12 GMT -5
The last man had run as far as he could. The streets were empty. He stopped, keeling over and braising himself against his legs as he tried to catch his breath. He looked up... to a shadowy figure.
"Didn't think I'd forget about you, now... did you?"
"Wha-Wait please no-"
SHING! . . . Thump, Thud.
A blood soaked road. A gust of wind. Nobody to see a thing. The Angel of Death continues on.
[[Music fore closing and cause Metallica. Yes, Metallica is a reason in their own right. xD Zeni still.]]
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Post by graderr on Jun 17, 2013 18:42:32 GMT -5
826 Zeni Awarded
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