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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 18, 2009 17:46:58 GMT -5
With this mantra resonating throughout his mind, Cajabe finally calms down, and even smirks. He looks back up at the sky, and now... he simply waits some more.
He knows that no matter what... he's ready for this. He's always ready for anything.
He's Cajabe.
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Somehow that just doesn't seem as epic as it should be... if only Cajabe could be taken 100% seriously.
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Post by Shiro on May 18, 2009 17:58:52 GMT -5
Shiro jumped from the cloud as it passed over the tournament grounds. He landed with a thud on all fours near the edge of the tiled part of the arena and stood to look around. "Huh, I guess not everyone's here yet." He yawned and walked back over to the grass and lie down near the wall for a nap. He deserved it after moving a stone that large.
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Post by unholylssj on May 18, 2009 22:04:17 GMT -5
The nimbus floated above the island, a few hours having passed since Couiric fought Nai. A yawn escaped the Saiyan's mouth as he slowly sat up, glancing around to try and figure out just where the hell he was. Only to notice that the Nimbus was now above him...and he was in mid-air...
"I really think you're plotting to kill me..." He told the cloud before plummeting towards the ground, eyes widening as he realized what would happen if he hit it without anything to slow him down. /Shit./
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Post by unholylssj on May 18, 2009 22:06:44 GMT -5
"WAIT! NIMBUS!" He shouted, the cloud floating down underneath him so he plummet to his death. "I need something before I can head to the tournament." He told the cloud. The fluffy yellow mesh of cottong candy could pretty much guess where his owner wanted to go, immediately taking off at full speed in the direction of Hercule City.
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Post by unholylssj on May 18, 2009 22:35:49 GMT -5
The cloud dropped Couric off a little bit closer to the ground than he before, the Saiyan leaping off, hands drawn back as he free fell towards the arena.
/ This is it...All the training I've undergone will show in this arena.../ His lips curled up into a smirk as he drew ever close to the ground. /THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO WAY THAT I C-/ He was cut off, landing a thick branch in a tree near the arena, having just barely manage to let loose enough ki from his hands to keep the impact from killing him. But it did knock the wind out of him...and then he fell to the ground, eyes swirling.
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Post by unholylssj on May 18, 2009 22:39:58 GMT -5
Stepping into the area where the other contestants waited after having finally regained the ability to breathe, Couric took a quick look around. He could see one person asleep near a wall, noting that he had probably entered the tournament since he didn't look like any of the monks who ran the damn thing.
/I wonder who the hell is here besides me....Probably that spiky haired midget...Maybe Julia or Gozu signed up./ He followed the other guy's example, leaning back against the wall and staring up towards the sky, deciding to just wait instead of sleeping til it began.
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Post by Edge on May 18, 2009 23:44:35 GMT -5
Tereya swam onto the shore of Papaya Island, and rushed into the Arena, seeing a crowd gather around.
"Wow...glad I made it" he remarked, as he sat down by the edge of the stadium, waiting for the tournement to start, confident that his new abilities would be enough to help him win.
He slowly began to fall asleep, tired as all hell, and then he nodded off.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 0:41:52 GMT -5
Cajabe, who had fallen asleep at some point, awoke to see Couric was in the arena.
"So the kid's not a coward... but he looks spaced out at the moment...
I'll go pester him later..."
Cajabe left temporarily to grab something to eat.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 7:38:13 GMT -5
The poor monks working at the tournament would have to satisfy the apetite of a saiyan with whatever food they could put together... and you know what saiyan apetites can be like sometimes.
Cajabe ate a large portion of what was meant to be for all the fighters here... all to himself.
Looks like they'll have some restocking to do.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 7:40:28 GMT -5
Returning to the arena. Cajabe burps, feeling well filled with his meal.
Now it looks like he has nothing more to do but wait again.
Damn, this is so boring... he wants the tournament to start already.
But I guess there's one fool who's totally forgotten about the event... but no worries, he'll probably disqualified in a few hours.
OOC: Edited my post before the one above, BTW.
Now back to workorz. See y'all when I get home.
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Post by Edge on May 19, 2009 10:52:35 GMT -5
Tereya wakes up, looks around and sees that everyone is sleeping.
"I'll be right back..." he thinks to himself, as he leaves the arena, jumps in the ocean, and swims towards hercule city.
thinking that he really needed to learn a new technique or something.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 11:43:42 GMT -5
Couric blinked, glancing around. He had seemingly fallen asleep while waiting for the tournament to begin, chuckling a little as he leaned back against the wall behind him. He had noticed something after battling Nai, something seemingly insignificant but that definitely caught his attention nonetheless.
He could feel the presence of people in the area, despite not being near them. /It's causing me a bit of a headache, but I'm sure I'll get over it soon enough.../
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 11:47:45 GMT -5
/Maybe that last punch did something.../ Couric began, staring up towards the sky, tail shifting around to his side. He paused as he remembered that the final punch Nai had thrown had pretty much ended the match, knocking him just as his beam knocked the Namekian out. Immediately, the young Saiyan chuckled.
/Well...besides knock me right the hell out./
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 11:53:14 GMT -5
Getting to his feet, Couric looked around the arena, noticing that not many people had arrived yet. He blinked, a brow raised in confusion. Shouldn't there be more people to come watch the matches if this was to determine who the strongest person in the world is?
/Maybe most people just like sitting at home and watching it on a television or something.../ He shrugged.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:06:19 GMT -5
Then he paused as he realized something, a sweatdrop rolling down the back of his head. /That or they just haven't decided to come to the arena yet.../ He pressed a palm against his face, chuckling a bit.
/Sheesh...I must be a bit stupid to not think of something like that./ He yawned and waited for the tournament to begin.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:12:34 GMT -5
Cajabe, having returned from his meal, spots Couric isn't so spacey this time, and approaches him with an arrogant smirk on his face...
"So, you showed up after all, eh, brat?"
He laughs, staring down whom he does not realize will actually be his first opponent.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:17:52 GMT -5
Noticing a presence approaching him from the side, he turned his head ever so slightly to see Cajabe walking towards him.
/This guy, huh? So he really was entered in the tournament and not just running off with that as an excuse.../ Couric realized, turning completely to face Cajabe. He blinked, expression completely blank as he decided to do a bit of acting.
"Eh? Do I know you?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:19:30 GMT -5
Cajabe's expression goes blank...
"...what... kind of question... IS THAT?!
Of course you know me, I'm the saiyan you met on Vegeta, and who also declared he would crush you in this very tournament!"
His expression regains its arrogant smirk.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:22:46 GMT -5
/Just the reaction I expected./ Couric resisted the urge to laugh a bit, faking confusion as a brow raised.
"I met you on Vegeta? And you declared you'd crush me?" Couric asked, pretending to try and get the facts straight. "Sorry, but I think I'd remember that if someone said that to me...Or maybe it just didn't stick for some reason." He shrugged.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:26:14 GMT -5
Cajabe growls, and then points in Couric's face...
"I'll show you not to screw around with me! I promise you'll regret angering me like this!"
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:28:30 GMT -5
"I'm sure I'd believe that..." Couric replied, folding his arms behind his head, a bit of bored expression on his face. He decided to quit with the games and just plain tease poor Cajabe out of sheer boredom and to possibly make their fight a bit more entertaining.
"If you weren't such a big joke that I couldn't take seriously."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:31:44 GMT -5
...
"If only our match could begin... RIGHT NOW! I'd make you understand, kid."
He's absolutely fuming with anger. It's madness what's happening to this poor angry saiyan.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:34:16 GMT -5
"If our match began right now, people would already be laughing at you." Couric replied rather simply, a childish grin on his face. "I'd think you'd wanna postpone our match as long as possible just so you could avoid the embarrassment, but...I guess you enjoy being made fun of."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:41:30 GMT -5
Cajabe growls and grits his teeth for a while... but then lets out a long breath, and speaks relatively calmly...
"Listen... let's forget all this worthless chatter... no matter what happens, we shall fight, and the strongest shall be decided as the victor."
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:45:26 GMT -5
Unfortunately, by the time Cajabe stopped gritting his teeth, Couric had turned away, continuing to look around the arena. He had remembered his fight with Nai the day previous and realized that he really needed to work on a certain something. In other words, he was completely ignoring the other Saiyan at this point.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 12:50:14 GMT -5
"WHAT... THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
Cajabe tries to grab Couric's shoulder and yank him back around...
"LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK, STUPID KID!!!"
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 12:52:57 GMT -5
Couric turned to face Cajabe, a sweatdrop rolling down the back of his head. He sighed, rolling his eyes and turned away once more.
"Be quiet. I'm trying to think, not listen to you blabber on about letting the strongest win after you blabbered about beating me in a fight." He said quite simply, moving to walk off once more.
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Post by Shiro on May 19, 2009 12:53:39 GMT -5
All the yelling eventually woke Shiro up. He sits up and looks around, confused. "Has the tournament started already?" he asked, yawning.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 19, 2009 13:05:10 GMT -5
"Grr..."
Cajabe folds his arms, and watches Couric walk off...
"Imbecile..."
He paces away to the edge of the arena, where he was waiting before... and gets himself psychologically prepared.
OOC: Going off Cajabe until he's sent out of the arena by the announcer.
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Post by unholylssj on May 19, 2009 13:12:22 GMT -5
Couric headed off towards the area where the fighters would wait until their matches were called. He really wondered just who he'd have to fight in the first round, kinda hoping that it was someone who could actually fight and not just run around, screaming about strength and being the strongest and what not.
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