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The curious Momo followed the flying person for quite a ways. He himself kept his distance, not wanting to be spotted. Unfortunately it never really occurred to the Majin that certain strong people could sense Ki. As a matter of fact, Momo had no knowledge of sensing Ki. Came with the territory for someone who never had the need to seriously train, unfortunately. All of sudden Momo froze in his tracks in the air. The strong guy... he was going into a city! That was enough to make Momo start to reconsider his decision to follow. Cities were never a good thing in his experience. People always yelled and ran away or tried to attack Momo for reasons he couldn't really grasp. It had something to do with his looks, and more than once he heard people scream at him that he was a scary monster that should just go away. But go away where? It wasn't like the Majin actually had a home to return to, and everywhere he tried to live just ran him off eventually.

"Now Momo not know what to do." he said to himself aloud, still floating high above the city where he was still out of sight of the people below, "Momo want to meet strong guy, but cities not like Momo. Always yell and scream, and what if they make strong guy attack Momo?" at this point he felt a cold breeze in the high altitude and wrapped his arms around his body to warm up, "What Momo even want with strong guy? Not want fight, not even know if strong guy would like Momo or just yell at Momo like everyone else in city." this whole thing was starting to get frustrating. That was reflected in the jets of steam that occasionally shot out of Momo's arms, back, and head through tiny holes that made it give off a high-pitched whistle reminiscent of a boiling tea pot.

"Grr..." Momo gritted his teeth and scowled, "...why cities so mean? Cities hate Momo, so maybe Momo hate city!" the emotional rise also had the side effect of slowly raising his Ki. As it rose a bright pink aura started to burn around Momo's body, the steam venting out of the holes on his body getting louder and hotter as well.
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I figured as much, though she would never believe it...


How would she not believe it? Scouter would clearly show it and they have no reason to doubt the numbers...
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Oh raditz won't need Saibamen. He's much stronger than canon Raditz


Really? I don't know, all of us dogpiling on Raditz seems... meh. At least with Saibamen we'd all get our own battles and chances to be awesome. Oh well, you're the boss, I suppose.
I mean let's not kid ourselves, it's very likely going to be a clusterf*ck no matter what we do. As soon as a large enough group arrives, Raditz will only need to plant a few Saibamen and then utter chaos will probably ensue from that. The trick will be how we navigate the inevitable chaos.
Once upon a time...
A story was told, followed by others.
Each was like a thread that wove together into a single world.
At times, a tale would be retold, each time slightly different from the last.
But how many times can a tale be retold...
...before it becomes twisted?


Please forgive the vagueness, but I wanted to try an intro that sounded more... foreboding. The overall idea isn't a complicated one, in fact it probably isn't a particularly unique idea. Twisted Tales will be an RP that begins in the fictional city of Ravenport. Ravenport is a bustling port town in a dark fantasy world, where Fairy Tales are very much real... and very very dangerous. In this setting, just about about every classic Fairy Tale (most notably the Grimm tales) has either happened or is about to happen. But with a twist. The tales this time... are horror stories. Tales of grotesque monsters masquerading as people in their attempts to lure humans to their doom. Tales of sinister fairies and big bad wolves that dwell in the ominously named Blackwood Forest, just waiting for any foolhardy traveler to brave the woods at night. Monsters that dwell in the dark depths of the Midnight Sea, accursed pirates that sail the waters looking to terrorize any who brave the ocean blue. Or perhaps most dangerous of all, the dreaded Moonshadow Island, said to house creatures so powerful and dangerous that none who venture there are ever heard from again.

If you wish to face your fears and participate, you'll be taking the role of a citizen of Ravenport. Who that citizen is is completely up to you. Are they a re-imagined character from a classic tale? Or perhaps an entirely original character of your own creation? Whoever they are, they recently took a job at the infamous Wolf's Den Agency. The agency is a mixed bag when it comes to work, though its slogan is that they will solve your problems when no one else can. Most have taken this to mean that they will investigate and solve any problem or mystery, no matter how treacherous it may become. Owned by two men, partners named Rolfe and Basil, they recently felt like the cases have piled up a little too high for the two of them to handle by themselves, and so they hired a handful of willing recruits in an attempt to pick up the slack.

Just as an aside, this RP will not necessarily be combat-focused or even adventure-focused. In fact, if anything, I intend to take a more... methodical approach to telling this story. You'll find it to be more centered around clues and investigations. Early on it might even feel slightly episodic as you solve Cases-of-the-Week before stumbling into a greater mystery.

I haven't decided whether to put this in Casual or Advanced, hence why it doesn't possess either of those tags. Lastly, speaking of tags, the 18+ tag is warning that this RP can and probably will get rather dark and gritty at times, with a rising body count as the dangers increase and characters facing the very real threat of dying a gruesome death. It is tagged as being Horror genre, after all.

So who out there is brave enough to see these Twisted Tales through to the end?
@Eviledd1984 Has Colda never heard of the Saiyans? Odd, considering he certainly know of Frieza.
@CaptainSully That's assuming he doesn't freak the hell out at the gooey pink monster following him. <_<
@CaptainSully@Weird Tales

Posted... and put myself in a position to interact with either Raditz OR Sam. Not really sure who I'd rather that be. Any suggestions?
The planet was beautiful, at least it used to be. It's once heavenly green and luscious environment was practically crying out in agony as parts of it were engulfed by flame or blasted into rubble by stray Ki blasts. A truly epic battle raged in the skies above, five figures all attacking a lone sixth in the hopes of overcoming its monstrous power. But it was to no avail. One by one the Supreme Kais fell, their impressive power no match for the monster they fought against. Momo felt an unquenchable desire to fight and kill, no matter who it was that stood in his way. After he knocked down the fifth Supreme Kai, only one remained in front of him.

"On my honor as a Supreme Kai, I will destroy you, Monster!" he shouted, mustering up as much Ki as he could before hurling it at his enemy in the form of a mighty sphere of explosive divine energy.

Momo instinctively put his arms up in a defensive position. And although the blast enveloped him, when the dust cleared he remained standing strong and virtually unharmed. A wicked grin widened itself across Momo as he let out a howl of childish laughter. But something was off, his voice was... wrong. He didn't sound like himself. Nevertheless he slowly approached the defeated Supreme Kai, his laughter never ceasing even as a piece of his own body tore off from him and stretched, slowly enveloping around the Kai in cartoonish and yet also grotesque manner. The Supreme Kai's screams started loud but were quickly muffled into silence by the enveloping goo that then flew back into Momo's own body.



On the shores of a lake, a figure jerked himself awake. A primitive fishing rod sat propped up with some rocks, its line cast out into the water and pulling on it with a strong tug. Momo jumped from his sitting position and grabbed the pole, his blanket falling to the ground and revealing his pink, gooey body in the sunlight. He yanked the pole, his own natural strength more than a match for the giant fish caught on the line. The fish itself catapulted upward before landing in the arms of the hungry Majin. Momo jammed the stick through the fish's body without mercy, killing it and then propping the catch over an unlit campfire. It didn't stay unlit for long, with a swift motion Momo threw a tiny blast of Ki into the pit that lit it ablaze. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the fish to cook.

"Mmm..." Momo rubbed his forehead thoughtfully, "...strange dream Momo have. Momo not feel like... Momo." he plumped back down onto the ground, the nearby blanket suddenly changing to a pink color as it collided into Momo's body only to pop back out wrap itself around the Majin's body, covering his head so that his trio of pink tendrils were no longer visible, "Why Momo hurt those guys? Momo not want kill, but in dream Momo kill those guys... Momo not get it." he shook it off, deciding it wasn't worth pondering over. Dreams were just dreams, nothing to think too hard about.

Minutes later, Momo was scarfing down delicious roasted fish. Food in cities usually tasted better, but Momo learned long ago that cities were places he just wouldn't ever be welcome in. He simply looked too scary, and humans for some reason hated scary things. He had to get used to catching a fish or two for dinner and sleeping out in the wilderness every night. He never stayed in any area for long at a time, as the Majin found himself getting bored of seeing the same scenery for too long. When the fish was nearly eaten, Momo's head tilted up quickly in curiosity. He couldn't tell what it was, but he caught sight of... something... flying overhead. It wasn't a bird, too fast, and birds didn't usually have Ki auras about them.

"Oh... it must be strong guy!" Momo said, standing up and morphing his blanket into a full body coat and hood that covered most of his pink skin up, "Not many strong guys in world, maybe Momo follow?" he hesitated a moment, remembering that interacting with people almost always ended badly for him. But he shrugged it off and launched off into the air after whoever it was who had flown by. Sometimes the Majin's childlike curiosity got the better of him. Scratch that, it almost always got the better of him.
Added a few things to Momo's CS. Nothing important, really, just way too many goddamn theme songs. 5 in total. xD
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