Mogtaki

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Shu didn’t want Takeshi or anyone anywhere near him, becoming pretty aggressive as a result of his loss and humiliation. Everybody was disappointed in him, all staring and upset over the results, even if the announcer had got them cheering somewhat. It cut him pretty deep, he didn’t know what to do about it other than last out and even attack his own brother. Furiously he hissed and made it clear to Takeshi that he wanted him to keep away, shaking a little with each breath. The sounds of the crowd widdled away behind a white noise ringing in his ears, the thoughts of everything negative completely clouding his judgement and humanity. He wasn’t even really focusing on Takeshi all that well, especially when he was a little wobbly in the knees both from his rage and the lack of focus he was suffering from with his head not being too good. He didn’t have any real awareness of anything, not until Aito started talking to him too.

Shu understood what Aito’s arms being up meant, he was definitely picking up on that but he remained pretty cautious, baring his teeth at him all the same. He was slowly moving back as well, just a few centimetres at a time as his foot slid backwards on the floor. He was both angry and scared, feeling a little crowded even if he only had one person to focus on. While he could understand Aito he was barely seeing through the reasoning behind it, like he had been betrayed by both of them. He wasn’t weak, he never was weak and yet they treated him that way all because of a bump to the head. He felt confused, his sharp gaze looking in Sasha’s and Ricken’s direction briefly. Aito didn’t know what he was talking about, it was his fault for getting hit on the head.

When Sasha stepped in and immediately dropped her head down he was startled slightly, making a step back quickly and pulling his arms in. He went from angry to frightened really fast, his knees almost crossing as he bent forward in submission. He didn’t understand why it was her fault, she was only doing what she was supposed to do in a fight on stage. Now he had made her sad, this was awful. Everybody was masking their feelings and he didn’t understand why when it was his injury and not theirs. The crowd was disappointed in him, there was probably some talking about him while the announcer continued to prattle on, but there was no way of seeing if it was a reality or all in his head. Frowning, he rubbed his hands together before taking hold of his tail, looking away from everyone before seeing Sasha’s hand held out for him to take. Looking to her hand he soon looked to her, frowning heavily before letting out a little sigh, lowering his head as he reached out for her hand. “…Okay…okay, we get fruit, I guess…”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

“Yeah! Shu do his best!” he spoke quickly, nodding a little, “If Takeshi win it kay, just want to have fun!” He was quite excited now, this should be a good end to the day. He hoped the people weren’t going to be disappointed in him and now with being able to take part in the finals he was going to have a great time again. Aito didn’t seem to be protesting, it must’ve been okay to fight. It was going to be exciting, especially when they hadn’t really fought before since the tournament all that time ago. Maybe it would go the same way, maybe he would end up winning or Takeshi by knocking him off the ring. He didn’t know what was going to happen, but he certainly hoped the crowd would enjoy it even if it did end up being playful. He just wanted to make people feel proud of him and happy for him, he couldn’t stand the thought of disappointing so many people. Hearing the announcer man speak up on the loud speaker his heart jumped, his eyes quickly going to Takeshi who went ahead before bouncing off the bench, making his way over to Takeshi.

Not giving much of a care about what the announcer was saying he bounced on the spot, feeling all sorts of excited. Everybody was going to be happy to see how strong he had gotten and how brave he was to minor bumps. With the announcer talking a whole lot Takeshi seemed to be a little impatient and headed up to the ring already, watching as he moved and headed on up to the stage, feeling a little confused but decided to follow him anyway. He thought he had to be called up, so he hung around in the corner a bit out of the way until it was time to get close. It was time to show that he was truly a capable fighter and not some weakling, he was capable of standing on his own two feet. Getting ready to fight he raised his fists, waiting for the announcement to start before bouncing forward; however, instead of coming at him Takeshi appeared to be moving back instead.

“Wha? N-No! Y-You said!” By the time Shu had rushed over it was too late as Takeshi had already thrown himself off stage much to the confusion of others and himself. Backing off rather quickly he felt the silence of the audience bore through his body immediately, gasping as he looked towards them and around. He couldn’t see them, but their silence and whispered words tore into him like he was the one at fault, like all this was because he had a slight bump on the head. It was his fault that he didn’t dodge that kick, he ruined this match for everyone with Takeshi seeing him as too weak to even try. It was a disaster, he had ruined everything, he wasn’t even giving the announcer any attention either as he tried to recover the crowd. Continuing his staring out he didn’t take any notice of Takeshi, his blank stare continuing before he suddenly snapped back into reality and threw a kick at Takeshi before backing off in a bounce, hissing at him angrily with his hands raised as if he might try to scratch him if he came close again.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Shu didn’t want to have to quit, nor did he think it was fair for him to be the one to quit when he had tried hard to be on top of things all day. He had tried to keep his worries out of his life for the entire day, but this was just making him feel straight up terrible when everyone else was counting on him. “It just little pain! It not-…it not problem…” If he was still capable of standing then he was still able to fight, one little injury wasn’t going to stop him even if he wasn’t going to win. He didn’t know how this was supposed to encourage him to be a stronger individual either, seeing how everyone around him continued to fight on even with the difficulties they suffered from along the way. It made him feel weak, even if it was for his own health that he should avoid taking too much damage. He knew a lot of people looked down on him for being vulnerable, but he didn’t want to be seen as vulnerable at all. Maybe he had been trying to keep himself all bottled up all day, but that was only to show he was capable of dealing with his problems himself and carrying on like all the rest of them. He did want to be strong, he just didn’t know how.

Looking to Takeshi slowly when he spoke again he let out a hiccup, staring at him for a moment as he told that he shouldn’t need to worry anymore. “We…really fight? Really? Really??” he spoke, bouncing on his seat a little, “Ooooohhh! No care if win or not! Just fighting good! Fight good and do good! Not do bad, that bad! Just no hit the head and I no hit your head!” He thought that was a fair compromise since it was only his head that was a little bit funny, otherwise he felt pretty okay. He didn’t feel sick or felt like he was going to collapse so that was probably good, he was fine with what he had just now. He would get treatment right after and the food he wanted too, he was still feeling quite hungry but that had to wait as the finals weren’t too far away. Giving his head a quick rub he nodded a little, smiling, “Would just be a bad if people are here and then there no final, yes? I know Shu would be sad!”

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@shylarahHe doesn't know what a hug is or what people affection is in general is the thing lol Nahhh it's fine you're not making it tough, just it's hard to not make a one note reply back when your character is trapped I guess lol

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Poor Cecil barely gets a paragraph cause you grabbed him dang

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Cecil knew there wasn’t much for him to ask for, there never was something other than maintenance. It shouldn’t had been something to ask for anyway, it should’ve been standard to give him a recharge when all he did was travel around. Not knowing exactly why he had been made in such a way his train of thought had been quickly interrupted by Amuné bouncing on him for some reason. He didn’t understand what this was supposed to be for, all it might end up doing is make him stiff because he hadn’t cooled yet. Not particularly understanding what she was supposed to be doing or what he was supposed to feel from it he moved his arm to try and push her away. “I don’t get hurt…I’m a Machina. I just get damaged”, he spoke lowly, giving his head a shake, “I’m nothing like a person, I just look and sound like one. I don’t get why you don’t understand that…and I don’t understand what you’re doing or why you’re touching me when you were told not to”.

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Kensen was getting a little annoyed at the accusation that he was the one who lost, even though Gage meant it figuratively. He felt like he was representing a collective and he didn’t like that, especially when he was supposed to be an individual. “How do I lose to someone who was barely a person at that time? Nevermind me, I’m younger than you keep making me out to be”, he spoke quickly, seeing no relevance in saying he was the one who lost to her, “Sometimes I wonder if you just enjoy getting me involved in something that was beyond my control just to try and make fun of me for it”. It was certainly irritating and he didn’t try to do anything that would otherwise get him involved, he was just being a bit of a jerk for the sake of it. He was well aware Gage didn’t like him but attacking his past was going a little too far, he wouldn’t even do something like that.

“People change…or most people. I don’t know about you but most people do change”, he shook his head, waving his hand, “You just hate the thought of me having some stability, is all”. Taliya wasn’t some heartless monster, people just preferred to see her like that because of how she spoke and how her mannerisms were. They’d soon see what she was really like if they tried to get to know her better, but then again they barely wanted to get to know him and he was generally seen as a bit of a quiet thug like they saw her except as the loud type. Who cared really, anyway. If they were going to see him as that then he would just have to carry on with it. “If they drop dead they aren’t my problem anymore. You watch, I’ll give them something fun to do so they don’t have to die in a depression”.

Having Nymira moaning was pretty amusing to him, even if she wasn’t having any kind of fun. She wouldn’t had gotten so hurt if she had just trained in magic properly, but of course she had spent most of her time strutting around like a little diva with no worries in the world. It was just proof that her clan were doomed the moment she would take over, there was no reason for them to follow someone like her. He may had abandoned his clan, but she was going to fail them all at this rate. Letting out a groan in response he continued to carry on, ignoring the people passing him as well. Even though he was known to exist he still got a lot of people looking at him and just because he was behind a pair of goggles he didn’t fail to notice. Among those having a look at him was Lionel, his arms folding as he stopped, waiting for Lionel to approach them.

Just the usual crap, it seemed. Just typical that he’d bring a friend along, probably to show them off. He wasn’t taking any of it, he was just going to mind his own business. Probably some extra healer or something, so who really cared. He didn’t exactly have the best experience when it came to getting healed, but it wasn’t as if he was going to project hate onto the person, just the magic itself. “I don’t care what you tell her. Bunch of their stupid rats kept getting in the way so we got rid of them instead. They wouldn’t had stood a chance against even one of those things…” he grunted, shaking his head, “Not like you actually know what combat is like to understand, anyway…”

Who really cared, that was the question. He certainly didn’t care at all about that kind of stuff and just wanted to get back so he could rest. Despite his ability to use his magic without much of a second thought he still got pretty tired from flying around a whole lot along with using so many different types of magic. They didn’t get exhausted from using magic much anymore, but doing so much all at one time meant he deserved a nap. Adjusting his goggles a little he looked to Ethan when he was approached, staring at him for a moment when he tried to think on who Cecil was. “…Your…Machina?” he questioned him, humming slightly before looking off in the direction of the building, “…Sure. If we must go see it then whatever. So long as neither of you collapse in the workshop, that is…”

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Shu frowned, disliking where this was going. “Umm…no?” he spoke, raising his shoulders, “Bump all the time! Just did much of the things today…” It wasn’t as if he was bleeding profusely from the head or showing signs that he couldn’t move anymore, he was feeling just fine apart from the sore head and the wobbling going on. He didn’t see why he should drop out of it if he was just feeling a little off and no more. He was really worried that he had screwed up now, maybe he wasn’t good enough to be out in battle if all it took was one kick to send him into the danger zone. It wasn’t fair, he didn’t know what he was supposed to do or say to support his point that he was a perfectly capable fighter. It made him depressed that was for sure, all these problems looming over him and them all trying to fix them but getting nowhere. He figured he would be fine with this, even if it was completely overplayed and faked people would still enjoy watching it and who knew how long they had been waiting to see this.

“No want a little match any time! No need that!” he spoke quickly before frowning, slowly shaking his head, “Just because you think it stupid…but it not stupid! Only been to this and last tournament! You no know what it like…” He didn’t want to disappoint so many people because he couldn’t go through with his final match, it wasn’t as if they didn’t have a replacement either. He was the one who got through and if he couldn’t go up to the stage to fight then everybody was going to be disappointed in him. They would probably all talk about how he ruined the tournament because there wasn’t going to be a final. It made him feel awful, he just wanted to entertain people with this. “You no know what it like to only be part of people word for small time, then no part of it. It is not always something Shu was able to do that is not fighting for living…”

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Shu was feeling a little bit uncomfortable with all this shouting Ricken was doing, especially when he was supposed to be having fun. He didn’t like feeling guilty for nothing that was his fault, he did wish he would stop with it as he continued to egg on Takeshi. He wondered if Aito was affected by it, but then again he wasn’t that much Saiyan in him and was more Human. It was probably like making fun of his foot or something which was hardly a big deal or even relevant to who he was as a person. This was definitely pretty uncomfortable to watch, he couldn’t help but wonder how the crowd was feeling too. It was certainly easier to see the people in the crowd, there wasn’t a bright light shining on them so the darkness certainly helped his focus. There was a lot of silence in some areas, but that silence was because they were either interested in the fight or were hoping they weren’t going to get hit by something Ricken threw around. Probably a good reason why Ki was not to be used in this place, it would hit a whole lot of people.

Trying to remain pretty positive looking he rubbed his hands together and tried to watch the blurry masses jumping around and blur together sometimes as Takeshi and Ricken got close together in a wrestle. It wasn’t making him feel sick, but it was certainly hard to watch and making him feel rather tired. He wanted to look elsewhere but if he did he would look either disinterested or distressed which would make their opinions of him even worse. Watching as the blurry couple started to move off in a different direction he squeaked a little when it looked like one of them had received a ring out, squinting his eyes to try and see who it was. Gasping when the announcer said it was Takeshi he looked to Aito and Sasha quickly, watching as she decided to get up to go see to her brother. Frowning a little, he looked to the sharpening blur that was Takeshi who decided to head on over to the bench, simply watching him as he decided to sit beside him. Frowning a little, he pressed his fingers together as he tried to think up something to say, eventually looking to Takeshi when he decided to take the lead in the discussion. Feeling a little worried that he thought he was fragile he raised his shoulders, trying to hide his slump. “Oooh! Still want to fight! Still good! Just dizzy and a little blur, but all good! No feel sick or really tired, just a little sore”, he spoke quickly, rubbing his head, “It not a big problem, I mean…feel okay to fight, should be able to fight, yes? It only chance!”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Shu looked to Sasha as she came along to sit with him, or rather she sat and he remained lying on his side with his legs down. When Aito decided to join him too he frowned a little and slowly sat up again, preferring not to show that he was pretty dizzy. The plus side about being dizzy would be whoever ended up as his opponent might not be able to hit him because he would be wobbling everywhere, but then again he didn’t know if that would affect him too. Maybe he just needed a little bit of time to recover, then he’ll be alright. He didn’t know what a concussion was, but he wouldn’t let it stop him from having a good time. Not finding it very easy to watch the fight due to all the blurring going on he could hear them blabber no problem. Squeaking when Sasha laughed and gave his back a patting he looked up at Sasha. “Ooh? Good boy Shu? I good! Much good! Shu is happy too…”

Sayomi was hardly impressed by Ricken’s attitude, even if he was showing he was capable of fighting seriously and showing off his strength. Now was not the time for such behaviour, she would have to have a word with him later about displays in public. If every outing that involved fighting was going to be like this then she was going to have to tell him to cool it or to not go out to one of these again. When Korian voiced his concern over the Princes on the other hand she frowned, eventually turning her attention back to the fight going on. “Then howabout after the tournament you go talk to the pair and tell them they need to be getting into serious training? You’re the leader, it’s your job to make sure they’re getting stronger”. While she was in charge of making sure everything was in order, the Princes training was more of a personal thing for Korian since he had wanted them as part of the rebels. Looking to Korian as he decided to go grab something she gave a quick nod before looking back to the match. “Alright. Don’t be too long now”.

Shu didn’t really know what he was supposed to say about the fight, especially when most of his concentration was on the noises all around him rather than trying to focus on one specific image. He could only kind of see the moves that were being dealt, it sounded pretty violent compared to how everyone else fought their matches. He was a little worried that they were overdoing it, it sounded like Ricken was really mad too. He didn’t like how mad and negative he was sounding, all he wanted to do was let them both have their fun today and there was Ricken all getting hot and bothered about fighting Takeshi. Gasping a little when he realised Ki was being used he looked around for it before holding his head as the noise of it exploding up above hurt his head. It wasn’t so much the noise but the external force of it causing the headache but the shockwave. The crowd seemed to be in awe over how passionate the pair were, even if it was against the rules. Frowning a little, he heard Ricken only curse at Saiyans in general, making him feel a little hurt. He didn’t mean to be born a Saiyan, he didn’t deserve to be hated on so much.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Wha I don't understand I mean, I mostly wing it with all the other plans being secretive until they're revealed. If you're having trouble coming up with a post you're allowed to skip like I did a few times o: