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Viral was certainly wondering why she was so hasty to baby him all the time like this, his head not exactly feeling horribly sore and definitely not sore enough to have him needing bandages. He didn’t like being treated like a kid or some sickly creature, he was strong enough to not end up collapsed on the floor because of a few wounds. He just wanted to take his medicine and leave the thought behind at this point, knowing it would probably mellow out his mind and allow him to think without his thoughts resorting to complete depression. It may had been annoying for them but for him it was pretty painful. He barely remembered what a clear thought was like and it was even more disturbing that he became zombie-like and responsive to everything when his mind was cleared of those thoughts. Yumi was probably getting depressed just from speaking to him all this time, making him wonder whether he should encourage some alone time for her. He didn’t care about his own health at this point and she should care for hers more when she was going to survive better than he might. “If I was to take medicine when I felt I needed it I would probably lose track of time over anything…” he sighed, rubbing his head, “I don’t know why there’s such a need to worry about me. I am not going to start worrying about myself any time soon, especially over a little bit of blood. If you are ever going to force me into a room like that over a little bit of blood again, at least give me a chance to resist your crazy plans and we can both risk embarrassment. What if someone was out there?? Imagine if your ‘boyfriend’ was out there…”

Shu was certainly enthusiastic over the situation. T’charrl thought he was just being polite about the situation, but it seemed he wasn’t going to ever know when the kid was excited about everything anyway. He did want to be excited over getting to play, but he definitely felt too stressed out to feel happy about that stuff. If he could change soon then that would be great, but there was very little excitement in regards to that task. He didn’t know what it involved and was only guessing it had something to do with his energy, but what direction it had to go in he didn’t know. Staring at Shu he sighed, his eyes going up to Takeshi soon after. “You can keep trying, but we’ll see what happens”, he nodded, looking away again, “It is there somewhere if I did it before…” Feeling a little more hopeful with his friend’s reassurances he looked back to Takeshi as he encouraged a break, but the plans for that break were rather unclear, “Huh? Something else?” he questioned him, slowly standing up, “A…game? You should show me, but uhh…let’s not train. I think that’s what caused me to change again. I didn’t mean to take that energy, really! Maybe that’s my problem: I can’t control my energy as much as I want to be able to”.
Viral was probably the last person to be trusted with something like medicine, especially with his impatience. He didn’t want to overdose and end up dead early, after all. He knew he could be reckless when he wasn’t thinking straight and that was a prime example of a problem when he could just think about it and he was suddenly suicidal. It would be dishonourable to go out like that, but he was definitely aware that he wasn’t in the right state of mind a lot of the time. He hated himself for that, his lack of control really being obnoxious during this time in his life whether it be close to the end of it or the beginning of a new one. He wasn’t feeling terribly clear as to why Yumi was taking his paw like this, but he wasn’t going to yank it away just because he was feeling moody and sore. “I can’t say leaving me with the medicine is me being in charge of my life when it’s the very thing that sends my life out of control”, he mumbled, giving his head a rub, “Whether you can stop my attacks again is something yet to be seen. Who says you can do it again? The collapsing is a whole different thing since the times it’s happened I’ve generally lost a lot of blood. Who says you won’t be frightened over that and panic? You certainly seemed to panic because my head was bleeding…”

T’charrl didn’t know what to think of the rebels, especially when he was receiving mixed views from both sides. They didn’t appear to like him all that much with one being strangely fascinated by him, but then again she was probably noticing the fact that he was an alien from a planet that had never seen space travel before. It was a valid excuse, but the others seemed pretty mixed to him. “I know I shouldn’t care, but still…I did try to be good for my people”. He did try to please, it was in his nature as a Prince to please the others and get people to like him even if that was a response so that he could live longer without enemies. Giving Takeshi a little nervous smile on the comment about food he did think he was being serious for a moment, but thankfully he did have some sense in him.

There was definitely the problem of changing back that was still at hand, though, which was definitely making him realise how little control he had over himself. He would make his friends so happy if he could just do it but even trying to use his energy didn’t seem to be working. Sighing as he placed his claws together as he tried to get back to finding himself again, feeling pretty tense. “I’ve not been in a lot of control, actually…I mean, I change a lot when I really shouldn’t and can’t change back into what I was before. I may be able to sit here and use my power, but I’ve always had this power so it’s nothing new”. He didn’t really know why he was scared, but it was definitely something that made him unable to change. Frowning, T’charrl lowered his head a little, trying to think before gasping as Takeshi touched his back, thinking he would had been freaked out when touching him. Feeling confused he looked up at him, tilting his head a little before looking to Shu. He didn’t have to guess his answer, he knew Shu would agree to anything positive.

Shu was fairly happy and excitable, knowing he was going to have a fun time with his friend as soon as he got moving with them on the planet’s surface. Nodding quickly he soon bounced towards T’charrl, smiling happily, “Yu huh! No worry, everything okay, yes? Even if thing go wrong, there’s no worry, right? Even if no change back for all time, you will get better at it, right?” he nodded, looking to Takeshi, “And Takeshi will help too, right? It’s not something to try and get through quickly, huh?”
Viral was well aware of what was happening to him and how it was affecting his mood, but some things like how he was being seen and treated made him slightly irritated. He wanted it to be treated like it was nothing, that he was going to be cured rather than focus on the possibility that he really was going to fade away, otherwise maybe he wouldn’t think about it so much. He knew what was happening to him and this was just the start of it all, it had been happening for a while too and he recognised when he had malfunctions in the past now. He knew it was getting worse quickly because he was stuck between forms like this and unable to shift into one without the others remaining. In the end he didn’t want to be reminded that he was dying and generally didn’t want to have to try and express himself emotionally when he really wasn’t feeling anything beyond what they already suspected. “Holding back isn’t weakness. I don’t want to have to feel weak by expressing myself so often”, he spoke quickly, finding it to be quite the opposite of what he wanted to do with himself, “You know I am in pain and know I have been driven insane because of the Saiyans! I don’t have anything else to express beyond what you already know. If anything goes wrong, you’ll see. Okay?” The only time he’d be expressing himself was if he was truly dying, but otherwise she was going to have to do without him expressing anything. He didn’t know if she had been told something he hadn’t if this was the case, wondering if she was trying to hint that he was clearly getting worse and should start expressing himself before it was too late. Feeling confused he looked away, trying to think through the possible blackouts he might be having without his knowledge right up until Yumi decided to take his paw, his eyes going to it immediately as she petted it. “What? Not heard of that one before…you’re really determined to get me to talk, aren’t you?” he questioned her before sighing, looking away, “If you’re desperate to hear what’s on my mind, I’m concerned with when my next attack might be and whether I’ll collapse again or try to kill someone. I still wonder how you can trust me with medicine nevermind these things!”

T’charrl didn’t know much about the war still, feeling like a foreigner in it all and even wondering how his people might get involved. If they were recruited to fight they probably wouldn’t have much heart in the fight when most of them didn’t know what a Saiyan looked like. It was only one place that had seen a Saiyan before this group came along so it was more stories than anything. They all had their reasons to go after the Saiyans and try to take their King down and he owed them a favour, not to mention he wanted to fight with all this strength and power he harnessed now. “The rebels didn’t really like me when I saw them”, he sighed, scratching his cheek, “They thought I sounded funny…” They definitely didn’t know what to think of him when they spoke to him and he didn’t know either, finding them to be very much an army in themselves. “I don’t know what those words mean, but I’ll probably know what ones you can eat because of books and seeing them for food. If it looks interesting, it’s probably umm…endangered species”.

He had plenty of time to try and find himself, he had been with them for a while now so he didn’t really have an excuse anymore. He needed to find his normal self and that wasn’t going to happen if he was feeling this panicky. It was hard to get over the fact he had managed before, but he was unconscious if he understood correctly. He certainly wondered if he was changing back while he was sleeping, but he didn’t know why such a thing would happen. His friends were trying and they were always there for him, but it didn’t feel like it was enough. “Uhhh, slappy? No, she would hit me hard a lot”, he spoke, not really understanding him, “She might hit you too”. Clenching his claws together he was definitely feeling the pressure, especially as he was constantly stared at as they waited for that moment. They were giving him support, but he didn’t want to disappoint them when they could had been doing something completely different. Looking to his claws he soon tried to loosen them, giving them a quick shake before looking back to Takeshi. “I don’t want to scare anybody…yeah. All of the fun things…uhh, I don’t know many fun things. Play with you guys will be fun if you know what to do. I just-…I don’t know, it’s like a pressure in my chest. I’m scared, maybe…but I don’t know why. If what you said is true, I’m going to be happy when I get to change back, but if I can’t control myself properly in my normal form too then Mother will be angry. I don’t even have control when I’m fighting, so it’s kind of worrying incase I change in front of everyone”.
Viral wanted to do everything for himself, sure, but that wasn’t something he was going to be able to do when Yumi was babying over him like this. He needed some way to find calm and even though Yumi was trying he was feeling pretty stressed as everything seemed to upset her. He didn’t mean to upset her but every so often he’d end up causing her grief because of something he said or something he did. It was hard trying to get passed all that and he definitely wasn’t making it easy on himself, especially with the way he continued to hurt himself and get all angry over tiny things. “I shouldn’t need taking care of…” he mumbled, still feeling pretty annoyed with everything, “They don’t have healing like me so they should get more help than me…”It was just a few marks, no big deal to him. He didn’t want Yumi worrying over things that were so tiny and could be washed away with just some water. Holding his paw to his head he stepped out of the room with a grumble, looking around immediately to see if anybody was around. Thankfully there was nobody, but Yumi was still pressing him with questions in an attempt to get him to open up. “Hmph…if you expect me to say something to make me sound weak then you’ve got another thing coming! I just can’t stand the position I’m in and everyone’s trying to make me feel weak because I am like this! I’m sick, I get it, but I don’t need pity…I just want to be free!”

T’charrl would like to have fun with his friends but there were other matters to attend to and whether he was going to be able to play with them he had no solid idea. He wanted to have fun, but he definitely didn’t have the same kind of lifestyle these two had. “I know you’ll probably have to go back out to that war if you can soon, so can’t be there too long, right?” he smiled a little but looked away again, “It is still going to be nice going home again, though…” T’charrl didn’t think Takeshi knew much about the poison the top predators of his planet tended to have, especially when he probably didn’t know his own species had poison too. One bite from a predator could have him stunned long enough for it to eat him before they could do anything about it. He already felt the poison his kind had when he was stabbed so he should at least be moderately aware of what it was like. “Uhh, I don’t know if I want to think about eating things just now, especially when I don’t know if you can even eat them. I haven’t heard of such creatures from your planet…”

Hearing Shu express his enthusiasm was pretty nice, but his concerns were certainly a lot more realistic than him being able to get out and explore with them. He really needed to try and get back to normal but he had no idea how he was supposed to do such a thing, especially when he couldn’t figure out what he was missing. Maybe it was something simple, but he was completely struggling with it. Frowning he gave his head a quick scratch, looking up to Takeshi again before he sighed. “I don’t know what it is, that’s the problem I’m having”, he spoke, shaking his head a little, “Maybe I’m not thinking right. I’m a little scared now if I can’t find it…” He felt pretty confused, he didn’t know if he could get back to normal either if this was the case. He could just be able to think about it and that was it. Looking back to Takeshi he tilted his head a little, “Art? That is the word for it? Oh…uhh, but I remember everything you’ve said I look like from memories so I’m not sure what you will be, uhh, drawing? Ohhh, what do I do? Mother will kill me…”
Viral didn’t want Yumi helping him with something like this, especially when she was supposed to be keeping her clothes on and making sure he was feeling comfortable. Right now he definitely wasn’t feeling comfortable, his eyes averted in the extreme awkwardness this kind of scene was making him feel. Even if it was Vegeta doing this it would make him feel awkward, but Yumi doing it was definitely a lot worse. “Why am I special for this to happen…” he grumbled, keeping his head low. He didn’t care that he was wounded, he wounded himself by accident after all, but the fact that he had healing abilities should had been enough for her to ignore them. Grunting as she dabbed his head he shifted it slightly, not really focusing much on anything else other than the discomfort before she wrapped his head up pretty tight. He didn’t see any need for that, but if she wanted to then there was no stopping her. Looking up to her he frowned, letting out a grumble as he looked away. “So you expect me to act weak every so often? I’m not sure how I am supposed to do such a thing”, he mumbled, feeling a little confused, “I just act as I always act…acting as I have always been this way. I don’t understand how you expect me to act. I’m not going to cry or anything like that. It’s just…nothing…”

T’charrl was not entirely sure what was out there apart from the tales from hunters and from books. His kind weren’t very good at being explorative when there was so many dangers out there, mainly from their own people. He wanted to have fun with his friends, but it was difficult when he didn’t know how. “Umm, well…maybe Mother will want me to do things with her first…” he spoke, giving his chin a little tap, “I was raised a Prince so she’ll probably want me to do something with her”. He wasn’t trying to avoid playing with them, he just didn’t think it was possible when he might have a lot to do himself. He had responsibilities and often they were scary, but they were what he needed to learn and if he didn’t learn them then he wasn’t going to get anywhere in his life. He needed to learn how to change back and that was holding him down for now. Looking up at Takeshi again he smiled, finding it strange that his first instinct was to try and eat them. “Uhh, just to say something about them and that they could be…uhh, like my people. Stop from moving. Uhh, you know, you know? We can bite or lick and we can stop the moving of others”.

Shu was pretty happy licking his hands after that fruit, finding it to be pretty delicious when it was ever so slightly cooked by Ki. He was having a good time, but it seemed T’charrl was confused to what treatment he might get when he goes back home. There was a lot stopping him from desiring playtime with them and a lot of it seemed pretty strange, simple assumption that things were going to go wrong. Tilting his head a little he looked to Takeshi when he asked him a question instead, bouncing a little, “I want to explore with Friend! Friend should come…he should! It be nice!” he squeaked, smiling happily, “Friend needs to change back too before he sees his mother, though! She will be mad if no, right? How do we do?”
Viral wasn’t going to be able to see any good until there was some result, but whether that would happen anytime soon wasn’t something he was aware of. It could take weeks and if his condition got worse during that time then he might need to get Vegeta to renew his research and change it all completely just to keep up. It was tough trying to last through it all and he already didn’t know how he was supposed to manage the rest of the journey, even if he had been afflicted by this condition for a while now. It was still maddening how painful it was and how much it changed his attitude. Finding his head still bleeding made him feel pretty annoyed, knowing it was a combination between stress and lack of nutrition that kept the wound open and his blood thin. “Hmph, as if punching would stop you from using Ki…” he mumbled, trying to wipe the blood away before Yumi suddenly snatched his paw. Stumbling as he was suddenly taken away from the corridor he gasped when he nearly fell over his feet, not exactly happy with where he was taken. “What are we doing??” he growled, looking away in embarrassment and awkwardness, “What if someone sees you damnit!” This was really awkward and Yumi wasn’t making it any better, his first thought going to why she didn’t just leave it until they got to the kitchen; he was wanting his medicine, not for her to strip for no real reason. Growling lowly he lowered down a little, feeling pretty awkward about all this, “I really don’t care if I’m bleeding, you know…I’ve never cared…”

T’charrl smiled a little, giving a nod before he looked down again, sighing heavily. It was a little pathetic that he never managed to make any real friends despite being a Prince and well known, the hope that somebody might had liked him had always been pretty low. Takeshi had an excuse, he was out on his own for a long time by the sounds of it but T’charrl was always around people. Maybe if he knew that talking to spirits wasn’t normal when he was young he might had been able to avoid scaring all his peers away. There was a lot in his past that he could do without remembering, the silence he experienced often being pretty hard to take as well when he did want to talk to people as well. Eating the rest of his pineapple he sighed, looking to his claws. “Remember I live underground and going to the surface often meant trouble for my clan”, he spoke, looking back to Takeshi, “You have to watch out for places of high energy if you want to travel, though. A lot of that energy can blast you out of the sky if you’re not careful. There’s also predators out in the further reaches and the plains. It isn’t all forest; that much I know”. He didn’t know what Takeshi might find to be fun, especially when he wasn’t one for travelling to other places and trying to meet other tribes. “Find a place? I hope we don’t get lost if we do go somewhere far…I mean, I may be good at tracking, but that’s in the forest and going above the trees was dangerous for me in the past”.
Viral didn’t want Yumi to be concerned with his own matters, seeing how it was his problems. He didn’t need to drag Yumi down with him, he would be better by himself and allowed to keep his thoughts to himself instead of running his mouth like this. Who knew if he’d turn around and hit her instead of ranting like this. Growling lowly in frustration he kept his eyes off her, angrily staring away at the wall while keeping his paws close. “I know you are! Everyone else is trying too! I just can’t take it right now…” he growled, not meaning to come off as aggressive. He hated how much ‘hope’ they were giving him when it meant as much as a prayer might right now, but it was hard telling her that. “I need breathing room away from all this…I don’t need to think I can do this just because someone believes it might happen…” It was hard to think through all this anger, his inability to keep himself under control really taking its toll on his health. He felt completely stressed and unfortunately Yumi’s attempt to cheer him up wasn’t working. Staring at her he kept quiet, his gaze lowering a little before he looked away again, grumbling as he wiped his forehead as a little trickle of blood decided to make its way down. “You don’t need to handicap yourself just because you have fuzzy ears and claws…just blast them if you wanted to!”

T’charrl hadn’t had this fruit cut by Ki before, looking to Shu when he took his and seemed pretty fascinated by it. The fruit must had tasted differently if he was reacting like that, maybe it was full of energy so that much was pretty interesting to him. Looking up to Takeshi he smiled a little, accepting the piece of fruit. “They didn’t even try to pretend with me at first. They just told me straight away and that was it: they tell me I’m weird but should be friends with me because they were told to. I was only little when they all knew I was different, so it became easy to tell when they were just lying completely. I think it was their parents who wanted it more than they did”. It was hard to tell, especially when they were children and the adults were often absent. Nibbling at the pineapple he was soon finding out why Shu thought it was strange. The Ki did leave a strange cooked skin on it, making it taste sweeter than it probably was. “Well, he might if you’re stronger but trying to show off that you are. Enemy is different from friend, right? You get friend, enemy and you said rival, right?” It was just amusing how flustered Takeshi was over it all, seeing him fumble around trying to make things better for himself by dropping the subject. Eating at the pineapple he looked between Shu and Takeshi, silently watching as Takeshi tried to make plans before he was instead addressed, staring up at him curiously before ending up a little confused himself. “Huh? You want to play with me?” he asked quickly, looking between the pair, “Are you sure? I-I mean, I only went to the surface to fight, not play. Everywhere else is underground and I didn’t really play either. I don’t know how much use I’ll be to you trying to find a place to play”.
Viral didn’t mean to do the stuff he did or say anything that could had been upsetting for Yumi to hear, but he found it incredibly hard to focus and see passed all that to make some sense. He was completely stressed out just from talking and getting angry with everything and himself, making Yumi upset that he was saying all these things. To make matters worse he was just hurting himself in his frustration, piercing his scalp as he attempted to ease his growing headache. He didn’t realise he was doing it and the pain was a lot less than what was going on in his skull so it wasn’t his fault. He was pretty confused at first but was gradually accepting the fact that he just had to deal with it and move on, his only care for now being how he looked and not causing Yumi any stress. Continuing on his way towards the mess hall he kept his paws in front of him, staring at them before gasping a little when Yumi suddenly wrapped her arm around his waist, his eyes going to her quickly before away again. He didn’t know what he was doing but she was still trying to give him some form of comfort. He was already yelling, it’s why he got so frustrated and all it did manage to do was make Yumi upset. “You ask me these questions, but you grow frustrated when I do such things. Are you sure you are saying that just to provide false hope? I don’t need you getting upset and angry…”

T’charrl wasn’t too sure about what Takeshi meant about new friends, seeing how he never did make friends very easily and returning to Kaesstra shouldn’t change anything. He liked how he was trying to reassure him that he had plenty of friends on the ship, but he didn’t know how much of that was only assumed or whether they were being polite. If Takeshi got freaked out over his looks then it was always going to be a concern that the others might too; although, when it came to Shu nothing seemed to phase him. Shu was an odd character seeing how different he was compared to the other Saiyans, but he hadn’t seen many Saiyans beyond what were on the ship so far. “I don’t think I would make any true friends back home just because I came back. I don’t want a friend who only sees me as a Prince, after all”. Truth was he didn’t want to make friends when he got home, he liked being able to be with his friends on the ship and was still needing to prove himself in battle and that he had complete control over his mind. He was getting better, even the last load of transformations he’d had he didn’t lose his mind and try to eat someone like before. He was working fairly hard to keep control and he hoped it was showing, especially considering he was sitting here with them all and nothing was happening to him. He was having fun for once, finding Takeshi’s fumbling to be pretty amusing. “But if you’re stronger than him won’t he see you more as an enemy over a rival if you’re mean to him right now? I don’t know if he would change how he feels so quickly when he’s better”. He hadn’t seen Viral better yet, from what he understood he wasn’t feeling very good ever since Kaesstra and that was quite a bit ago now.

Shu was getting all excitable after eating when Takeshi started to fumble with his words, finding all that energy building up and wanting to play again after remaining inactive for a while. Takeshi really didn’t know what he was talking about at this point but it was funny to hear him get all worked up over Viral. They probably wouldn’t be able to wind him up over anybody else, but of course that was just because the others didn’t mean the same as to what Viral meant to Takeshi. With that he was getting all curious over the pineapple, wanting it but unable to bring himself to go near it as it seemed quite stabby and would probably hurt him. “Ooh! Fly, fly, fly! Ki no big deal, everyone use Ki except Mister Viral”, he spoke, bouncing a little as he stared at the pineapple. Once Takeshi finally took it away from its spot he watched him curiously, tilting his head when it was cut open with Ki. It made him pretty excited seeing this, but probably because it smelled so sweet after he did that. “Ooh! Ooh! Gimme!” he squeaked, waiting for Takeshi to hand him and T’charrl some before immediately grabbing it, licking it happily. It tasted pretty sweet and kind of tangy, his tongue going all tingly because of it. “Ooh! Not picking on you. Nothing to pick on you! I don’t want what is on you unless it’s bugs because you don’t like bugs on you!”
Viral didn’t know whether it was encouragement she was trying to give him or something completely different, making him confused. Telling him he was strong but not as strong as the King was the same as being called mediocre. They all believed he could fight against the King but if he wasn’t fighting himself then he was going to be left behind as everyone fought with greater power. “If I could…just get passed him…and kill him before he can go Super Saiyan…” It was pointless, just like everything else. Nobody would let him go by himself and attack him outright like that. They all wanted a piece of the action and to defeat him if he ever went Super Saiyan to test him at his full strength, but he wanted to kill him as quickly as possible. Still holding his head he stared at Yumi, trying hard to see through all this anger and stress as he came close to losing his mind. She didn’t know what he was going through, he felt completely drawn away from all sense of well-being as he succumbed to the voices that could only mock him. Staring at her as she spoke he slowly turned away again, sighing lightly, “You’re…going to make me great…” Removing his paws from his head he stared at his claws, blood staining them. Turning away he simply stumbled his way forward again, still staring at his claws, “Going to lose it before then…just completely lose it. Need to wash my hands…”

T’charrl found the fruits of Earth to be pretty fascinating and definitely worth keeping around in more ways than just storing them for food. He knew what he could do with his powers and he knew what he could do with the seeds too, maybe even see if his planet would accept them. He was keeping near enough every seed he could get from these fruits and was quite happy to store them away. Hopefully his friends didn’t mind him doing this, seeing as how it could be classed as taking an alien species along to live on his planet. “No family then? Hmm, do these people think of me as their friend?” he questioned him, feeling confused over that, “I mean, I don’t know how they feel about me”. He wasn’t depressed by that thought, by all means it wasn’t his business if he was to end up knowing he had no friends on the ship. He was technically invited to come along and help while the rest had goals and personal agendas with the King they wanted to fight so maybe they got mad if they thought he saw it as a holiday away from home. He should stop thinking about that kind of stuff before he upset someone, namely Takeshi who seemed happy to have friends all together like this. Feeling slightly more knowledgeable over Takeshi’s choice of words he gave a little smile, seeing how flustered Takeshi was getting. “Soooo you don’t like him but do like him…and want him to be your rival so he would notice you more, maybe?” he asked up, tilting his head slowly, “You want him to like you so you can like him back, maybe? But you like him because he’s your friend, maybe like family? You think he’s really strong and ‘cool’, but don’t want to like him but then want him to notice you. You are a confusing creature”.

Shu didn’t understand any of it as he sat munching happily on a banana. Takeshi seemed so confused and T’charrl wasn’t understanding his confusion either. He liked Viral just as much as anyone did so it was definitely something to hear Takeshi try to express that kind of feeling, yet seemed to not quite understand why Takeshi said he didn’t like him either. As T’charrl expressed his confusion over it all he smiled happily, bouncing a little on the spot before squeaking, “Takeshi jealous of Mister Viral, maybe!” he giggled, reaching over to the fruit again before noticing the pineapple, suddenly becoming alerted by its presence, “Prickly pear! How do prickly…?” Reaching out to it he tried to poke it, ducking down quickly the moment it moved when he touched it, “No no no okay…”
Viral couldn’t take it anymore, his mind feeling ready to explode into violence if it wasn’t appeased soon. The only way to relieve his pain was to fight and to do that he would need to go right to the source to finally claim solace. He couldn’t take it, he needed to find a way out of it, away from all this pain. “Nobody like me has ever fought a Saiyan! He knows I can defeat him, otherwise he never would had tried to suppress me and my power! He wanted me to never figure that out…” He couldn’t help but think that, he was in a lot of pain just trying to get through that thought process. Everything he had been told up to that point with this intense anger had him going over all the things that was said to him throughout every moment that made him hate his captors. He couldn’t take it, it was all too much for him. All those things he was called during his ordeal were all coming back to him pretty loudly, all in a way Yumi would never be able to hear as it called through his head. Struggling to find peace he held his head, trying to control the angry voices and the pain that came with it; however, as if out of the stormy night Yumi reached out to him, her voice breaking through the intense negativity briefly. “…How? Like what? There is nothing else...being called a person is nothing…”

T’charrl didn’t know how a lot of these fruits functioned and kind of hoped that Takeshi would teach him how to eat these when they weren’t very clear. The fruits on his home planet were sometimes tricky but were essentially straight forward too, the possibility that one would come across a difficult fruit being pretty slim. There were plenty of trees on his planet, even with the rise in surface cities as trees essentially grew everywhere so plants weren’t too worried about their soft fruit being stolen and taken elsewhere by animals. Giving Takeshi the pomegranate he smiled at him, feeling pretty calm with all this small talk. “It must be nice to have family like that. If I had friends maybe I could had something like that when I was growing up, but uhh…I-I’m sure you can understand why I didn’t have any”. It was very rare that a Kaesstrian of high class had siblings while some other families had many, always making him wonder why none of those many children never wanted to be friends with him even if he sometimes looked like he was talking to himself. Watching Takeshi split the fruit he stared at its strange bobbily innards, taking one half from him, smiling as he looked to the bin, “Thank you. What strange fruit…” Giving it a little poke at first he soon just stuck his tongue in amongst the strange innards, somewhat enjoying this little break even with Takeshi getting all excited over his friend. Looking up at him he gave a little smile, nodding. “That sounds interesting. I wonder if I have a rival”, he spoke, looking down at his half, “I did wonder about those parts he has now, I mean…I don’t remember him having that. Hits like a truck…? Uhh, is that hard? I wonder how he battles. I see he has a sword, but I haven’t seen him fight yet. Do you want to learn how to use a sword because of him? Because you like him a lot like rivalry?”
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