Mogtaki

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral was awfully stressed out while going through all of this, feeling as if he couldn’t find himself anymore as everything was just beginning to build up from here. There was too much to listen to regarding his health that had gone wrong and for how long these problems had been happening startled him greatly. He didn’t want to show it but he was not wanting to be here anymore and just plain wanted to leave and give up on this because it all sounded too complicated for him. All he knew was his body was breaking down and he was probably going to go mad and become a monster for good as he lost his mind and control over his powers. It was a surprise that he hadn’t manifested extra arms by now, but that was probably the last step of madness he would go under. It was painful and scary to have to go through all this, but he was determined not to show it when he could only struggle to keep himself together and not end up devolving any further.

This might had been fairly routine for Aito but when he was the patient he couldn’t help but feel nervous and fidgety, his worry that he might not get treated in time being the main cause. All this talking might had been good for Aito but it was doing nothing for him, especially with the seat not being very comfy for him to try and relax. He was trying but it really wasn’t working very well and all he was feeling was pain and discomfort, making him feel rather angry. It was hard to keep it together for this session and all he could think about was going somewhere else or finding some medicine.

All this talk about his genes wasn’t helping him at all and all he wished was to move onto something else, at least something that might help him. There was all sorts of possibilities they could explore and if Aito knew what was wrong then why wasn’t he already trying to fix it for him instead of talking to him pointlessly. He was damaged and had been for a long time, he understood that, but having to talk about it made him feel anxious and simply wanting to get away. He didn’t know how much of his mind could be restored or how he might react to it when everything suddenly came back to him, how much of him would disappear and how much might return. Aito being so calm about it didn’t help him at all.

“Easy to treat…and I have to suffer through it. I don’t see how calling it easy to treat helps…” he mumbled, feeling uncomfortable having to listen to all of this. He didn’t know what he was going to do to him or how he might accomplish it, knowing it was going to probably be painful and tiring but hopefully not as much as it already pained him to remain in this condition. Slowly rubbing his head to try and ease the pain and tiredness he looked back to Aito upon the questioning of his feelings towards the medical room, feeling embarrassed that he would have to talk about it when he already hated talking about his feelings. “I just…can’t handle being there. The smell of it just reminds me of those damn labs. Incase you missed it, I can’t control my memories and what might pop into my head at the time! I don’t like being reminded of the worst of times…”

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

Why yessss.

Just Caboose forgot to tag it as open, but it says you can apply.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl didn’t really know what he was supposed to do if this was going to be the thing with Takeshi all the time, but all he could do for himself was not let them other than Shu touch him. He didn’t want to make them uncomfortable but he did spend a lot of time by himself for reasons like this. Sure it made him feel a little lonely but it wasn’t as if they didn’t talk to him every other time he was out having food or trying to train. He was pretty happy with that kind of life because he was used to it and wasn’t hurting anybody’s feelings. If they were all going to play then he could sit out and watch them without any problem, plus he just wanted the company right now. He had been feeling lonely again since leaving his planet but that was because he had quite a connection with his planet, but maybe once he got onto another planet he’ll start to feel better. Shu having fur when he apparently shouldn’t did make him wonder what he was like without it, even though he’d probably be like Takeshi.

Looking to Takeshi with a frown he shook his head, not sure if Takeshi knew what he was saying. “Uhh, y-you don’t need to…” He didn’t know what Takeshi was wanting to prove but he really didn’t need to do anything if he didn’t want to, not wanting to make him anymore uncomfortable than he might already be. Feeling slightly uncomfortable he didn’t know what to do when Takeshi suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, his emotions quite plainly obvious the moment he touched him. Raising his arms up he stared at him when he moved away, taking a step back as he stared at him for a moment, watching his actions before he let out a sigh, looking away. “You didn’t need to put yourself through that, I’m fine”, he spoke, thinking Takeshi had completely forgotten what his kind can do regarding emotional responses, “You’ve got, umm…my dust on you…”

Kiton was rather excited for food and the way he moved didn’t do a very good job at hiding it with how terrible he was at keeping balanced while rushing to the table. He knew he would have to be slow with it but he also knew he was going to have a hard time keeping calm with all that food given to him like this. Despite it not being terribly much it was a lot more than he had gotten that was actually quality food. Maybe it was a good idea to go along with them, even if the reasons seemed a tiny bit selfish of him to use them for protection and food. They were the ones offering him safety and he might as well take it, what with the free food and the possibility of fighting in the future. He was a natural fighter like the Saiyans and being all beat up like this wasn’t where he wanted to be.

Thinking about it as he sat there waiting for his food he looked quickly to the plate before to the food as Vegeta dished it out, staring at it longingly before looking up to Vegeta. “Huh? Sons? Uhhh normal humans…I’m not too sure what ‘normal’ is to that species. I don’t know about the other one, though…but guess you mean they’ve not always been a monster”. Once Vegeta finally finished with the food he reached out for the cutlery and started on his food, pausing for a moment and sighing happily. It was so relieving to finally get some food in him and it was delicious too, something he could definitely get used to. Deciding it was okay to finally relax he took his bottle of pills, opening it up and taking one of the vitamins inside. “I gotta say, I do like this. I’ve never had anything like this before and I’m not a good cook at all…”

Viral didn’t like how Aito was constantly contradicting him and practically making fun of his worries, finding it to be something Vegeta would do too. He had worries that was perfectly reasonable and there he was making them out to be pretty pointless to wory about anyway. He was part feline and had soft paws despite his large form so who was to say he wouldn’t hear him. He was certainly not comfortable and didn’t know how he was supposed to do to feel alright with himself when all of his concerns were just being made fun of. Groaning as he leaned towards the edge of the couch he shifted his attention away from Aito, already looking fed up with this session and just wanted to move onto doing something that was probably less embarrassing. “Great. Always good to know. It’s not like I can remember what I do most of the time, nevermind everything else…”

Viral didn’t know what was the point in this session but he was already getting fidgety, his attention not appearing to be on Aito so much as the inability to get comfortable. Slowly moving onto his side some more he sighed as he rested his head against his arm, looking back when Aito started talking about himself. He felt the whole Super Saiyan point was bragging now with the aim to make him feel even worse about even thinking he might be able to lay a finger on him. Listening nonetheless, he stared at him plainly when he tried to drop a hint on who he might had fought against who was of equal match, not really understanding what he was getting at. If it was someone he met then it had to have been someone from the outside but he couldn’t think who it might had been. “I don’t know. I don’t know who you met however many years ago…” he muttered as he looked away. As Aito continued to speak he only gave him a glance when he made his point clearer, but to Viral he didn’t find it to be believable at all. It sounded like empty encouragement to him. “Whatever. It’s hard to tell if you’re lying, but I nearly died to a bug and that’s hardly ‘that level’. I don’t know how much was stolen from me when I was in confinement, but it must had happened after I killed you. I only thought I was strong. I was careless…big-headed”.

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

Link all up and having fun with that.

And RIP Caelan's CS.

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

Name: Link

Gender: Male

Apperance: (Ignore the little Makar, unless they actually exist…)

Link is a little guy for his age, just over 5 foot in height and very light. As pictured, is skin is slightly tanned.



Age: 16

Race: Hylian/Gerudo

Skills:

• Link is a pretty efficient all-round little warrior, his skills in swordplay are unmatched. He’s very precise with a keen eye, despite being rather clumsy too.
• He has an unnaturally high level of physical strength, despite his size and stature. While it is a gift, it is also a curse; he has very little control over it, his strength often getting him into trouble and repelling other people away from him. As such, he appears doomed to loneliness unless he can learn to control himself.
• A quick problem solver and intelligent; however, his intelligence is limited to being a quick learner and quick to understand. He doesn’t have much common sense and is easily stressed.
• Growing up with a blacksmith means he can repair, sharpen and create weaponry and armour himself.

Magic Abilites: Shadow: His power in the dark arts appears unlimited, yet very limited at the same time. While he holds an incredible amount of magical power in the shadow, he doesn’t know how to use it or control it. Despite his incredibly high level of shadow power, his heart is pure and his intentions are good.

Weapons: Meister: A weapon he constructed himself after a weapon reoccurring in his dreams. It’s very durable, but very heavy. He uses the weight to try and help control his strength. He named it what he thought it was.

Inventory: Due to just being a little troubled kid, he doesn’t have much to start other than a few potions.

Bio: Link was born an ordinary boy, only problem was he was adopted rather than born into a normal home. His mother was nothing but a prostitute who got unlucky, promptly abandoning the boy and her burden. No matter, he was able to have a normal upraising with the man who found him crying, alone and vulnerable. He stayed with a blacksmith as he grew up, one that made it his duty to keep Link happy, even if it meant lying to him about his true origins. He didn’t want to upset the boy or allow him to grow up to be a rebel; however, his own natural abilities were shown to be the true rebel.

He lived and grew up in Kakariko Village, training himself up to hopefully try and make something of himself. All due to those who teased him as he grew, all due to his unstable abilities, he was determined to find a way to get people to like him. He never had many people who would consider him to be a friend, his abilities proving to be more threatening to them than what it was worth being friends for. He grew quiet over the years, determined to control himself and prove to them that he was not a monster in the disguise of a boy.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl felt a little awkward right now, even if it wasn’t entirely Takeshi’s fault. He had been the one to have all this fur and it wasn’t as if he was the only one who didn’t like it, he didn’t have to make up so many false excuses. Giving his shoulder a rub he soon stopped as he was made aware that he still flaked when nervous and that was something he couldn’t change about himself. He really didn’t know if he could allow others to put up with him in there was that much of an aversion to being near him when touching him meant displeasure. “I-It’s not something I can help…” He couldn’t trim the hair on his body without it coming out prickly and rather sore, plus he needed his hair. It was a complicated sensory organ to him and something Takeshi probably couldn’t understand. “I-It’s not that different. It keeps my clean, allows me to feel changes in the air, it’s how I hear things too…” Frowning, he let out a sigh. He didn’t know why Takeshi had to make up so many excuses when he could just say he didn’t like touching him. “Not used to me yet? But I’ve been here a while and-…it doesn’t matter. I already know how people feel about getting near me, Yumi already told me so you don’t need to hide it…”

Shu didn’t know what was going on but his friend T’charrl was upset, he recognised that much. Takeshi making up excuses didn’t do too well for him and just made T’charrl a low more withdrawn. He knew why Takeshi didn’t like touching him but hearing T’charrl say he was told Yumi and the others didn’t like doing so either did make him feel a little sad. T’charrl was such a cuddly alien and very warm when you hugged him, it was just sad that nobody wanted to know that. Looking to Takeshi he frowned as well, giving his arms a rub. “I don’t know why I got furry when with Father took me, though…”

Kiton frowned at Vegeta’s reasoning, looking away. “Well…I could sabotage your ship…then you’d all be dead”, he spoke lowly, finding even thinking about it to be rather disgusting, “If I was evil I would probably do that. Blow up the engines, take the smaller vessel...” He was quite aware that they couldn’t breathe in Space and taking advantage of that was certainly what someone evil would do, but he really wasn’t that kind. Not all outlaws were evil, most were just out to survive and there was an awful of lot of that type of person. Looking to Vegeta he smiled a little at the friend suggestion but soon friend again when he was the one left to make the decision. It was partly their decision too, seeing as how they would be the ones to take him on and give him a home. “Yeah, I recognise that. Not like I can go anyway with no money, no ship, no home…or family, for that matter. Not even a criminal family”.

Once the food was being moved Kiton immediately perked up, staring at the food with great interest. He couldn’t wait to get into it, he had been denied food for so long so excitement levels were very high right now. He knew he would have to take his time but it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to savour every bit of it. Pushing away from the counter he winced when he nearly fell off his own leg, his tail nearly slapping things off it as he regained his footing. Looking to Vegeta he still felt confused as to what their true goal was other than bringing down the King, but he was still sure that they had a home planet as well. “Why get involved with the King? Was your home planet conquered?” Being told to go and get a table was probably going to be the hardest part, seeing how he struggled to walk right now. Walking with little balance he stumbled out of the kitchen and towards the tables, going straight for the nearest one and accidentally throwing himself on the seat. Finding out soon after that it was a bad idea he let out a groan of pain, slowly placing the bottle of pills on the table and resting forward. “I-I’m r-ready for fish!”

Viral didn’t have the energy to protest against sitting like this, especially when the only other option was the floor. He didn’t have any other way to not look stupid and if he had to be uncomfortable to look like a normal person then he would have to put up with it. Sprawling his legs out in front of him he let out a sigh, looking to Aito with a frown as he started talking. He didn’t like that test and it only managed to make him feel absolutely awful to the point of wondering what was the point on living anymore so acting as if it was a good thing just made him feel equally as awful as he did earlier. He just knew it would subconsciously have him trying to ambush Aito if he so much as blanked out. Aito probably didn’t care and was happy with his superiority right now, showing off he was stronger than a monster like him. “You were ready for me. Who is to say you will be ready for me next time?” he spoke lowly, looking away, “I’m not always in control of my mind, I’m sure you’ve realised. I don’t know if you’ll still be ready for me for me sneaking up on you because you look like something I can eat. It hurts me to know how weak I am as well and how out of practice I am! It hurts to take an order like that already, but to find out how strong I am…”

The War for Baji (open)

Gin was really not sure he could handle this, he hadn’t been in a crowd like this before and his guardian was always the one to go and get all they needed from the market. He got bullied too often to go by himself most of the time and while this place may be more accepting than his home town he still felt overwhelmed by it. Trying to keep up with Metou while watching where everything was he was happy enough when the town square wasn’t showing itself to be too busy, he could handle this, but he still couldn’t see who they were supposed to find. Something about a strange instrument and he would probably be quick to try and catch them for questioning.

Only giving Metou a quick glance he was soon caught off-guard when the merchants had caught sight of them and was immediately on their way to try and appeal to their tastes to get their goods sold. Pulling back with a gasp as they made their advancement on him he found it hard to focus on just what one was saying nevermind all of them at once, his eyes going to the strange objects before the snacks caught his eye. He was getting rather hungry, but he didn’t know how much more money he would be making along their journey if he was to spend it all on snacks here. Feeling inclined to turn them down he was just about to turn away when one of the merchants showed him a trio of dango in a series of bright colours.

Gin’s eyes lit up, the sweet dumplings being his favourite snack and here they were in a series of colours that appealed to his nature. ”Ah! Ah! Look at them…!” he spoke up suddenly, his hands going to his face in excitement for a brief moment; however, just as he lowered them as if to get some money out his hand was suddenly grabbed by Metou and he was pulled away, never to get the dango he saw so appealing.

Stumbling along with Metou he felt rather sad for a moment at his lost opportunity, looking to Metou sadly before he let out a sigh when she let him go. ”Oh, good…great. The woman…” While he did feel a little down he might get some another time, if he lived that long. Looking back at the town square he started to pace himself better, pulling his cloak around a little more as Metou gave him the lowdown on what might need to look for he felt a little disappointed. ”A woman with a big case…? That’s it then?” he frowned, staring at Metou as she gave further hints. It sounded like an awfully complicated method to try and find someone and if they accidentally bothered the wrong woman then they would be in trouble. Upon finally arriving at the inn he entered cautiously, his eyes instead going to the people who lined the inn, already feeling incredibly nervous when a few took interest in their entering. ”Uhh…most definitely a woman, right…”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl was a little concerned at this point when he was feeling the excuses were starting to pile up on Takeshi’s side, especially when he was getting to the point of accidentally touching him when he typically had an aversion to him. Yumi had told him plenty enough that people didn’t like touching him but it still hurt when it happened. Feeling a little confused by it he frowned at Takeshi, rubbing his shoulder when he tried to make an excuse for it. It wasn’t a very good excuse either, his claws giving his fur a rub as he stared at Takeshi. “Long…? But it doesn’t get any longer…” he frowned, looking down at himself before back to Takeshi. “Shu has a lot of hair and you’re fine with him, right? Why don’t you just say you don’t like touching me? I already know nobody but Shu likes touching my fur so you don’t need to hide it”.

Kiton felt he probably wasn’t going to do too well if the people here knew how much he followed stories of old compared to trying to follow his own path, but it was the only thing that was keeping him going throughout all his hardships. He wasn’t the only one to do such a thing, he was sure there was others out there who did the same when they travelled alone. It was tough being alone in space and hoping you might just pull through and survive solely based on logic, but if there was tales of people who went through even worse hardships then it gave you the belief that you could do the same and continue onwards into tomorrow because things could get worse if he didn’t have something to believe in.

“If I modelled myself after what I could see then I probably would’ve killed you and stolen this ship. I grew up around criminals so it’d be a bad idea to look at them and think that’s the way life should be”. He couldn’t wait for his food and the smell and sound of it was making him rather weak in the legs. If he wasn’t so low on energy he’d be quite happy to use his tail to sit on. “Well…you don’t have to be a bounty hunter, just someone needing money. I-It’s not like I’m trying to encourage it, just…I guess I’m just sounding paranoid at this point…”

Kiton was just wrecking all of his chances to live normally with these people if he decided to do it, even if it was sounding pretty good to him. The others probably wouldn’t want to talk to him too much anyway so that’s probably going to be something he shouldn’t have to worry about. If they didn’t talk to him then he didn’t need to go looking for their approval at least, even if it would be nice to finally have others to talk to without having to resort to business talk or taunting. Staring at the food as everything was finally close to being done he looked to Vegeta, giving his reassurances that the place was clean but not giving him a very clear answer. “Uhhh….so you’re just wandering around and stole a ship from the guys the rebels are fighting?” he questioned him, feeling confused, “Do you have a goal? Nothing you’re looking for or doing?”

Viral couldn’t take it anymore but everybody had so much confidence in him despite what was happening to him and how much he had to carry on his shoulders. It was too much for him to carry and having that little session made him wonder what was the point on letting him live. Even with all this power he was useless and if he was this weak in this form then who knew how he would fare in his normal form. He was going to be extremely weak, he had been told that much, but to be rendered completely useless made him feel depressed. Aito had already said how little he cared to watch over him even if he didn’t say it that way. Keeping his eyes off him he remained drawn to the ground, looking rather fed up and depressed. “Sounds like…selfish longing to me”, he muttered, “If we never went for the Dragonballs, you wouldn’t have me. I’m surprised I’m still alive”.

Finally reaching the library he watched Yumi get the door but soon looked away again, lowering his gaze as he was lead in. He didn’t know how being here was going to make him feel comfortable but there was little he could protest about with these two around. Moving with Aito he stopped as well at the couch, staring at it before looking to Aito in annoyance. “No matter what I do, I can’t sit comfortably…” Moving around to the front of the couch he stared at it momentarily, letting out a groan as he tried to figure out the best way. Eventually deciding on one he leaned on it, slowly twisting himself around and sitting down on the couch in a slouch for his legs and his tail to the side. It was rather uncomfortable what with his spine ridges and dorsal fin having to be squashed on its side but it was the only way he could keep comfortable with his legs and the rest of his fins. Unable to do much about his arms he simply swung one around onto the armrest with the other lying across towards it.

The War for Baji (open)

It's funny when it's the two shortest that are the ones trying to find someone specific.

As a short person, it's hard enough looking for someone in a clothing store.

The War for Baji (open)

Gin didn’t know if he was going to be able to help much but at least he was taller than Metou if only by a little. He didn’t know if their stature would give them an advantage or have them running around in circles in complete confusion trying to find who they were looking for. Gin wasn’t very good with keeping focused for one but at least he was going to try and be useful, even if it was just keeping close to Metou and letting her find the musician they sought. ”I’m ready to look! This place isn’t that big…”

Hoping he wasn’t going to screw this up he kept close to Metou, making sure he wasn’t going to get distracted by the food close by or the shiny goods that people brought to this place. He had never had to do something like this before so it was pretty exciting, even if it was the most simplest of tasks compared to what everyone else had to do. Walking with her he looked around quickly, leaning towards her a little as if trying to take in what she was saying with more concentration than he might if he was just casually talking. ”Foreign instrument…like what? I can’t say I know what foreign instruments look like…or many instruments, in fact”.

On second thought, maybe he was going to be pretty useless and literally just a tagalong. He barely knew anything about the world away from the blacksmiths and trying to find someone with such difficulties made him wonder if he would ever find people if he lost them in a crowd. He didn’t even know what a Ki Witch was and now he would have to learn about foreign instruments as if they were as important as looking for a Ki Witch when it was important for their journey. Feeling a little nervous now he decided to slow down with his seeking ‘skills’ and try to take in the surrounding area, frowning when he couldn’t recognise the difference between an inn and a pub. ”What do we do if she’s not here at all…? It is possible, after all”.