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Hell yeah he is. Now all that will be left with him are short jokes.
Well I made a post too, albeit a bit of a short one for now. Introductions are certainly going swimmingly, it seems.
This was exciting. Everything was exciting. The Shima Daimyo could only make things even more exciting as a speech was given about his deepest gratitude and as everything could only be hyped up even more, knowing they were going to be the clan’s biggest hope to get the relics returned just made everything feel amazing. If there was a way to describe Gin right now it would be anxious, finding the excitement to be oddly overwhelming as time went on. If there wasn’t food during the ceremony there probably would’ve been little to stop him from feeling nerve-stricken over what he had to do despite his deepest desire to find what was stolen from them. To hear the Shima Daimyo to give them such high praises and hearing not a peep about what he and some of his team were made everything so much better, finally given peace from terrible looks and words the first time in his life.

To be the shortest half-Oni of the group was going to be tough on Gin. He had a lot of competition even if there was nothing to win other than the respect of his peers. He must hold a lot of trust if he was given this chance regarding his appearance, but he shouldn’t have to care about that right now. Feeling proud with shaky knees he eased up after Lord Shima granted them time to get ready. Giving a quick bow before his attention turned to the rest of the group. This was going to be quite the tough journey even with his strength and durability, his trust that these people would allow him to protect them resting on the hope that they didn’t underestimate him.

Adjusting his cloak gently he brushed his shoulders down, letting out a sigh before turning towards the one named Jiang Baji. He was quick to familiarise himself with the group, giving them his praise and confidence he could protect them in return. Smiling hopefully up at him, he searched his words for their true meaning, his smile slowly fading before he let out a grunt as his hair was ruffled. What a great first impression that was: it sounded like the guy didn’t know what he offered on the table at all. He’ll show him height didn’t matter, show him he was more than just determined to do what everyone else was hoping to do too.

Snorting as he adjusted his messy hair into something a little less messy, Gin was back on his way to victory. He didn’t have anything to ask the Daimyo, he knew what he had to do and was well prepared for it; however, the only thing he didn’t know was whether this group really was compatible with each other. He would soon see for himself. He will show everyone what he is made of, in the end. Everyone will be singing his praises once he returns and everyone will see half-Oni were not dumb brutes inferior to both Oni and Human, especially when there was so many of his kind in the group.
T’charrl didn’t know how he was going to manage all the way through space and to their final battle if he had to keep his condition hidden, but he also didn’t want to have everyone knowing about it and fearing him like Takeshi feared him. While Takeshi’s fear was a little silly, he felt Yumi’s hesitation and fear over seeing him like a massive monster. They probably felt insecure knowing he could feel emotions like the rest of his people could, but to absorb them as energy probably freaked them out too. Whether they knew he had that kind of ability or not didn’t concern him, at least not as much as whether it made them feel terrible knowing they were practically having their emotions being spied upon. It was just how his kind were and he couldn’t help it, but he did hope they weren’t the same and were picking up on his emotions too. “I’ve never had friends before…so it’s weird for me. I don’t know how to act or how they act”, he spoke lowly, keeping his emotions in check. He hoped he didn’t have any more of that gunk on him now since he was pretty sure everyone was getting ready to go. Turning his head to her he frowned when she spoke about the emotions, finding his assumptions to be correct on that part. Slowly standing up he felt a little heavy from the water, gently shaking himself. “…I don’t want to make people upset. I just…feel like the odd one out sometimes. I wish I had experience from when I was little with friends, but, uhh, I’m sure you know why I don’t have that. I just don’t know if people want me to find control and then drop me back home when I find it”.

Shu gave a little smile, lowering his head. “He’s still smarter than we are. I don’t think I could come up with plans for Space if I was in charge…or know how to use the ship”, he spoke before nodding, looking back to Takeshi, “I don’t even know how to count!” He knew they didn’t really have a leader but it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try and think of someone as somebody who could lead it would probably be Vegeta over the others. It wasn’t an insult to the others, just Vegeta seemed better at keeping control than the others did. Looking outside quickly he frowned a little, sighing. “I don’t know. I like helping friends over fighting evil”, he spoke before looking back, giving his head a tilt, “I guess there’s Father, but he’s not done much to us lately, huh? Mister Viral needs to get strong again somehow too. His big machine is strong, but he can’t do that all the time…”

Viral was getting confused, forgetting quite a lot of himself over a simple question. He needed to focus up and not forget who he was, especially when it wasn’t long ago when Vegeta mentioned him by name. Not wanting to talk to the Namekian any longer he backed off, groaning lowly as he looked to Vegeta. It was a bad idea to mention the Dragonballs straight out like that, especially when they were for him and the way he looked made his appear almost like a monster. Nobody would want to help a monster and the Namekians certainly looked dismissive over the idea of helping him. If it came down to it then they’d probably have to force them to hand them the Dragonballs somehow because he really didn’t have the patience or time. Staring at the Namekian he narrowed his gaze at the mention of the monster, his eyes going to Vegeta quickly before back to the Namekian as a deal was soon struck. Good thing that wasn’t too hard, now he had to figure out how to travel. Looking down at himself he groaned, his eyes going to Vegeta as he concocted a plan. This was going to be difficult, especially when it meant he would need to be carried. Looking to the Namekian he grunted, shaking his head, “I am not afraid! The bug is lighter than I am, however…so are you sure you can carry me?”
T’charrl gave Yumi a nervous nod, letting out a groan as he rubbed at his arms under the water. He didn’t like changing, it always made him nervous and rather stressed out; then again, it was an unnatural process in his body and anything like that would make him feel terrible mentally. It was no wonder people went mad with this power, but he was determined not to. “Mostly not a problem…mostly…” If this was going to be a regular thing then he would rather he wasn’t spotted by others when it happened, seeing how it was embarrassing enough and pretty stressful to boot. Slowly wiping his arms down absentmindedly he sighed, staring down at the water before he sat up and looked around to Yumi. He didn’t think she would want to help him with this mess when it smelled so bad but thankfully she was being kind and helping him with his troubles. It wasn’t too hard when his fur was thick and glossy, but he couldn’t wash everywhere on him when his body was large and his arms thick. Keeping his head low he slowly nodded, giving his snout a rub. “You…really think so?” he asked up, giving a little smile before sighing, “I just feel…out of place, I guess. I know I came into the group late a-and my problems were just placed on everyone. I’m not used to having friends…I don’t know how everyone would find time for me neither…”

Shu hoped everything was okay, not wanting to leave a bad impression on them or anything. He was scared that people would see him and think of him as stupid because of how he looked and spoke, but he wasn’t. Everyone else was busy and when it was left to him to see to other people it made him nervous. Confrontation was always going to be scary for him when everyone else was bigger than him and probably knew how to speak better than him too. Smiling at Takeshi he giggled a little, raising his shoulders and nodding his head. “I know…I’m trying not to! I don’t mean to be afraid…or whatever”, he spoke, giving his tail a squeeze, “I’m not used to having people ask me questions like that. We don't have a leader…”

Viral didn’t particularly want to talk to the Namekians or anyone for that matter when he looked like a monster, even if the others might tell him he wasn’t one. He wasn’t worried about what they thought but how they reacted and how it might affect his own mentality. He definitely didn’t feel too great just standing there and was wanting to find something that would help ease his pains. He was embarrassed by how he looked but he couldn’t hate it, considering was supposed to keep his mentality strong so he didn’t lose himself completely. Not really paying much attention to the Namekian he kept his eyes off the conversation, his ears only pricking up when he felt eyes on him. Looking up he stared at the Namekian, taking a brief step back. “I am-…I-…” he stuttered before sighing, looking away briefly in confusion as he rubbed his head, “It’s Viral! It’s Viral…I’m Viral! I’m with them! I didn’t take the monster here! Just because I look like one…”
Half-Oni proved popular


Haha, well the other ones I had no inspiration for regarding. Would've gone for Tengu but had the Half-Oni idea giving me stronger ideas.
T’charrl couldn’t help but feel stressed out and didn’t really want to press it all on Yumi and make her feel the stress he was going through, but after all that and being seen like that by even more people he was scared and completely stressed out. He wanted to keep it to himself but all this talk about him was a bit much for him to stay cool about. Letting out a groan he turned a little, splashing his arms and throwing water onto his back in nervous flicks to wash the gunk away. Groaning lightly he lowered his head as she spoke, his fur lifting momentarily before he sighed, looking down at the water. “I-I’m trying not to…I’m trying not to…”Sure, he helped slay a monster but everyone was seeing him for what he truly was which was a large mutant monster. Flicking the water lightly for a moment he glanced at Yumi as she sat down with him, mainly wondering why she was willing to sit in the water he was trying to wash himself in. Feeling nervous he frowned at her question, lowering his head as he continued to try and clean himself up despite what she was wanting to talk to him about. “I-I was trying to hide it for so long. I tried a-and…it scares me, is all. Nobody is around to help me with it…but I don’t want people to have to make time for me either. Remember when I talked about my problem…? I-I still can’t control it and I don’t know how to! I should had changed back before anyone saw me…then you should never see how horrible it really is…”

Shu felt pretty nervous about talking to these guys beyond getting everything they wanted to hear from him correct. He didn’t know who their leader was but he knew Vegeta was the one that did the most talking and planning so maybe he was the one who was in charge. Staring up at the men he nodded slowly, giving them a nervous smile. “I-It’s okay. I’m happy to help…” Watching as their leader went off to Vegeta he went back to staring up at the other Namekians, curious about them and what they might do. He hadn’t seen this many people like Dende before, but they didn’t appear hostile so that was a good thing. Looking over to Takeshi he gave a smile. “Did I do good…?”

Viral didn’t have to put up with Vegeta getting all mopey about his intelligence and lifestyle, especially when he had needed it throughout his life to keep him out of trouble and still existing. This was supposed to be a bump in the road and Viral himself tripped over that bump, but instead of him taking the blame for not watching himself it was Vegeta who was trying to place all the blame on himself. It annoyed him when it wasn’t explicitly his own fault when it was obvious he shouldn’t had jumped into battle like that in his condition. Grumbling when Vegeta decided to cool it down some more he looked away for a moment before noticing the Namekian approaching them, growling lowly as he backed off a little. He didn’t like the fact that they were here and one had come right up to them, his first reaction being to back off immediately. Raising a paw up to hide his face he soon looked down at it, seeing it to be more grotesque to show off than to use it for sheltering. He would’ve turned his back to them but it was soon apparent that he was disgusting from any angle, making him feel pretty ashamed quickly.
Viral didn’t want to be angry at Vegeta but he had every right to be, his only hope that he was going to be able to hold off the illness resting with him. They didn’t know how long it would take for them to get all the Dragonballs and for Vegeta’s father to create the true cure, but until then he was going to end up holding on and use the medicine he currently had to keep himself going. Vegeta couldn’t understand that or understand how he was feeling about any of this, only caring for himself and how he felt about his own work. If Vegeta thought he failed then there was no point on trying to keep living in this condition. Vegeta cared for his own success, that’s it. Growling lowly as he looked away his ears lowered, sighing before turning back to Vegeta. “You often make it difficult for me to believe in myself with that attitude of yours…” he spoke lowly, giving him a sharp look, “Like following a weak Captain. Do you know what it’s like knowing your only known purpose just wants to give up on everything? If you dropped Capsule Corp a few years ago, you know I wouldn’t be here now…”

T’charrl was rather dizzy and sickly feeling, especially when he didn’t have a clue to what was around him. For all he knew there was grassy plains everywhere, but apparently he was in the water now and able to get himself washed. He did hope this stuff wasn’t toxic to the planet, but then again it would hopefully disappear in time before anything happened. Definitely feeling rather weary after carrying all that with him he slowly crawled further into the water, wriggling a little as if to secure himself in the water and make sure he didn’t float away before submerging his head. He really needed to get his antennae free of any gunk and there was definitely a lot of gunk on him. Shaking his head underwater at first he soon lifted it up quickly, shaking it again before letting out a sigh. “But…everyone has so much to worry about! I didn’t want to be another problem…I didn’t….a-and everyone’s so busy t-that I-I-…what I am is a problem to people!” It was hard to hide something like that when everyone else had so many problems that his could easily be hidden if he tried hard enough. They didn’t have time for his problem and he had spent so long trying to hide it that it was becoming overwhelming.

Shu didn’t know how to handle these guys, already feeling pretty nervous that they were going to get really angry at him because he was a kid and not very good at talking to strangers. He wasn’t someone who could go into a big discussion and negotiate the possibility of using their sacred Dragonballs because they killed something bad. Frowning up at them he hid his hands behind his back, giving a little nod before squeaking at their question, his eyes going to Kiton quickly. Kiton looked more like he was trying to hide from their view, or very much trying to as he could barely raise his arms to cover his head. Frowning he slowly looked back, raising his shoulders up. “Uhh…i-in charge…? No! Uhh, I don’t know who is in charge…” he frowned, looking passed them before pointing to Vegeta, “H-He tells us where to go a lot…so uhh, I guess he’s in charge…”
Well we can talk about it now right? For instance I am pretty such that Yuu would know her fellow enforcers like Jiang for just plain working together or maybe something more.

She may have met Gin before, maybe to take a weapon or two to him for fixing? Of course not her own since it is a piece of junk XD


It's highly probable that she met Gin in business, but would they ever talk considering what they are? Even if there is a, uhh...height difference D:
Haha thanks Wei x)

Alright sweet, it'll be nice to see what becomes of this and the final starting group.
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