Post by Metal Sickle on May 4, 2019 4:01:01 GMT
"Sickle wants to adorn his bone throne with your torso!"
| As Sickle stood along the plains of Namek, taking in all of the sights around him, his eyes darting from side to side as he attempted his best attempt at finding the dragon balls, his hands would shake visibly as they dug through the small indention in his Bio-suit, a pocket like cave in the bio-mass that possessed his Dragon Radar, fine tuned specifically to the general signatures given off by the Dragon Balls of Namek. It was a fine piece of machinery he had managed to score just before making his way to the alien planet. It's surface smooth, and the only noticeable indentions revealing two knobs on the top. One knob, when Sickle twisted it, turned the device on and caused a massive grid to appear on the device, multiple arrows in every direction pointing towards what the device believed to be a dragon ball off in the distance out of range from the smallest range for the small machine. To fix this issue, Sickle would twist the other at the top, causing the grid to get smaller as it expanded the distance of the scanning, revealing where the dots were and their distances away. Sickle would smile at this revelation, staring outward off into the distance of the beautiful Namekian landscape, it's rolling hills and gigantic blue trees stretching for miles and miles. How the hell he was going to find a small golden ball among this landscape was beyond him. It would stick out like a sore thumb, but if that was the case, then everyone would be able to find them easily, and thus the radar would be useless. There had to be a trick here, he assumed, and thus his body would flex, legs recoiling before launching him hundreds of feet into the air, beginning to stop and fly, his Ki pumping through the body of the massive Changeling, and with a whip of his tail cracking like lightning, he was off in a direction where a blip was, slowly trailing him towards one of his to be prizes, the golden balls being his ultimate goal. As he sped through the valleys and plains, his eyes eyeing the ground like a hawk looking for delicious prey, his eyes would stop at the visage of Namekians down on the ground, two adults and a young child dealing in green colored vegetables below. This oddity confused the Frost Demon, stopping in his tracks and staring from afar at this traveling salesmen. Everything on this planet was blue, the water was blue-green, the animals blue, the grass blue, the freaking trees a nice shade of teal, everything shined of blue... except this one plant they were trading. Not to mention, they were trading far away from any known trading hubs or villages, just out in the middle of nowhere without carts to pack supplies or hoipoi capsule containers. Just... green vegetables. Sickle would fly down to the Namekians, startling the green men. One drew a laser pistol at the Changeling, not uttering a word as he fired a small knock-out blast at the Frost Demon. Sickle would deflect the beam with his head, swatting it away as he walked forward and grabbed the Namekian with the gun by the neck, squeezing until he heard the gasp that revealed the green-skinned alien to be unconscious, before turning to the boy and salesmen, both shivering terrified while they held their product. Sickle would look over the vegetable before noticing that it was a species of Earth Cabbage, the leafy green that the filthy humans threw onto everything they could get their grubby little mits on. Upon further inspection after stealing the cabbage from the little boy and what Sickle assumed to be his father, it has a small cut int he side to reveal the presence of a blue plant hidden away inside, presumably some sort of dangerous narcotic on this planet. The Changeling's smirk faded, having assumed this to be a misunderstanding and simply villages trading crops they had acquired from human trades. It proved to be his worst chance, that he was preventing a potential crime on the planet from occurring. His head would shake and he would throw the cabbage in the air, landing square on his horn and being pierced by the gigantic appendage, before he would thrust his arm out to grab the shirt collar of the older Namekian, tearing him from the ground and into the air, before holding an open palm by his face, Ki beginning to form around it as he prepared an attack. "SPEAK. What is this plant inside of the disgusting Earth foliage." Sickle would demand, threatening to murder the person if he did not comply. If Namekians defecated, he would have shit himself silly at this moment, freaking out tremendously. It wouldn't end up being the adult who fessed up, but rather, the child Namekian nearby. As the child walked up to speak, Sickle's open palm would squeeze shut, causing the blast in his hand to explode in his fist, gas and smoke exiting the gaps of his fingers before punching the adult Namekian unconscious, and throwing him aside. Sickle would crouch, attempting to be near eye level with the little green man, though even crouched he stood a good seven feet taller than the young alien. "It's a drug called Hydrangea, sir." He would speak sheepishly, obviously scared that he was caught. "It is normal on Earth, but has a different reactions to our kind. It causes our bodies to have reactions that you humans would equate to eating delicious foods. It's a rare commodity here and we cannot openly trade in it or fear outrage." He would finish, leaving Sickle on his own to respond. The Changeling would reach a finger out, tapping the Namekian boy on the head lightly with his finger tip, before smiling. "Thank you for confessing, young one. You are much more mature than these here. I would request you prevent yourself from destroying your future with these dangerous trades. Find something else to be useful in. You're clearly worth more than this." Sickle would say, leaving the Namekian boy there in disbelief, flying off back in the direction of the Namekian Dragon Ball he was originally wanting to find. He hope that maybe it would be an even numbered ball, as he loved even numbers, and he believed it would be lucky. Considering the luck of today, stopping an unlawful deal, saving a young boy's future, and looking for mystical wishing orbs, Sickle was glad to be on the good side of history at this moment. [END OF THREAD] [LOOKING FOR DBALLS] [CHANGELING BONUS] [LIGHT WEIGHTS] |
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