As the young male downloaded the game customized his avatar he'd grin wide as he realized the tail on the Felis looked like that of a monkey tail to a degree. Finding out he could hide the ears with his hair style he squealed on the inside; he had a plan. Having made his character a short while after the CNN Report he'd appear in that new wave of players the Rebels so to speak. As such the male would have finished up scanning through the skills. Being a huge nerd and fan of an old Manga and Television Series Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z and even Super but not so much GT but that was beyond the point the young male had done his best to make himself look like a Super Saiyan. Well at least one at the base stage. So reading his abilities and their effects he'd muster together a few to play this role well. Taking up Battle Shout for his powering up, Rogue to instant transmission and dance about the battle field fast he'd gather Combat body for his final skill opening up the realm of becoming an expert hand to hand combat person. HIs goal later might be to take a magical skill for ki blasts or whatever. But for now, he was going to fuck shit up; or at least this was the plan.

Having arrived in the game virtually naked he'd spent a great deal of time monkeying around, relating more to Tarzan than a true Son member. Although he'd feel closer to his alleged alliance, the Vegeta family. The fact his last name was Vega was pretty funny so he'd name himself prince; implying he was the new. Prince Veg(et)a. This joke only working for those who understood him outside of game he'd have to explain it and stroke his own ego, something he fancied. Although all of the horseplay and fucking around was fun, he found it was now time to get involved and perhaps be more serious. Thus he'd begin exploring the Brisshal forest. His hands shadow boxing the air some before his eye spotted another out the corner of it, "Yo, who are you short stuff?" he'd say despite being barely over five foot himself. His cat like tail swaying as his arms folded across his chest, "Are you following me...Prince Vega, lord of all Saiyans and conquer of this planet...I'll take pity on you and make you my henchman if you so desire. Just pledge loyalty and bow." he'd grin teasing as he rubbed a finger under his nose.

The smug grin passed as he waved off the other,"Look doll I don't have time for fan girls, unless your going to be my Bulma I'm gonna bounce." he'd say as he turned on his foot pivoting only to see a boar appear, "Ahhh....something tells me the pig isn't Pumba." he'd arch a brow as it began to charge at them, "Well erm...Mr. Pig?" he'd say confused hoping his joke might work and calm the beast; but as it appeared. It would only charge in; him utilizing his Rogue skill to somewhat fade step out the way as he slid looking down, "FUCK YEAH! That's what I'm talking about...let's roast this pig, What do you say girl?" he'd say grinning wide preparing to fight, "Wait, what's your name?" he'd ask curiously before charging into the pig throwing a quick jab at its side then flipping up and over it riding atop it as he struck hard upon its back. His acrobatics and speed accompanied with the fists of fury were a nice combination; his skill set synergizing fantastically he'd Be thrown from the beast in it's bucking only to skid across the ground "That's it.....KAIO-KEN!" he'd shout aloud as he ran forth screaming the boar's stats lowered causing it's defense to falter some giving the two a chance to attack; unless it was just him.

Running along the path as the boar rammed into his side he' wrapped his tail around the beasts legs causing them to tussle about rolling along the path. His eyes widening as he felt some pain slowly getting up, "This shit better provide a Zenaki boost should I fail..." Taking a deep breath he'd grunt and stare, his body a bit bloody from the attacks and the repercussions. He was not exactly the most tactful child but he was quick on his feet. This point, however, showing him he was going to need to train certain skills over the other. So he'd prepared to reconsider his actions and be a bit more cautious. His game mode was cranked up for maximum pain. he wanted to see how much he could take and already was regretting it. "Fuck this pain isn't a joke. But No pain no gain huh..." he'd ask the other before shifting his attention to the boar he mustered to piss off once more.

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@Tania Montique

 

Tania had spent the day acquiring parts and tools. Looking down at her neatly assembled set filled her with a childish awe. Giggles bubbled up every time she considered the possibilities of what she could achieve in this world with a bit of magical power and some patience. A bright and childish grin on her face as she began to go over the parts once more, cleaning, washing, sizing, it was a meticulous process, something that your normal gamer wouldn't be able to stand without losing their minds. These repetitive tasks however were vaguely hypnotic for the small girl who giggled softly to herself every time a gear, sprocket or spring had been properly maintained or shaped. They were merely parts now, but she had to keep collecting if she would assemble the death traps she had schemed up in her head. Her dream of a 'Saw' like utopia of rehabilitating the boring people of this world with spectacular trap-scapes, was growing closer with every new thing she fashioned or acquired.

She was so enthralled with her work, that the bravado of the other young man didn't register to her. Giggling to herself she happily continued her work without hesitation touching gears and sprockets together to make sure they lined up and turned properly without friction. "Hehehehehe-- Perfect~ It's so perfect! Who other then me could build something so nice though~" She mused happily as she continued tuning her equipment with a contented expression. It was purely hubris, one that matched if not dwarfed the enthusiastic youth trying to communicate with her. She was happily assembling her tools oblivious even to the invading boar that was striking the youth in fevered combat. She merely continued working through with the sounds of battle close at hand not minding the boy who was having a life threatening battle as she moved onto the last set of objects. A collection of sticks that she'd begun sorting through finding those that were sturdy while tossing those that wouldn't support only a small amount of weight.

As if looking for barely appropriate sticks, she precisely began snapping some of the twigs or discarding some that didn't break easily enough. It was only when the boy was starting to be beaten to death in his enthusiasm that Tania finally turned her head up to look at the boy and the boar. "Mm... Not what I would call the best for a good trial run though-- maybe I should find something else..." She considered knowing that her skills wouldn't flourish to the point of being weaponize. They were however still 'something' even if they didn't hurt or cause much trouble they would no doubt be trouble for a common wild animal or beast, perhaps even for a beginner they would be harsh. It was that thought that made her promptly nod her head while the youth was struggling with the boar. "Let's see, which one to build-- Tsk, I have so little at this rank, it's boring." She pouted, her cheeks puffing out adorably as she looked through her menu's options.

"Designating; Pitfall Trap. Build Status: Set-- Arming Status: Set-- Simple Configuration: Set~" She'd murmur checking the status of her building knowing that it wouldn't simply be immediate at her low level. Unfortunately it took a great deal of imagination, imagery and prep-work. It would take a while before the boar and perhaps even 'Prince' would notice the terrain beneath their feet changing out of the blue. What had once been sturdy ground and grass had been replaced by something more brittle, the boar would be the first to notice, it's weight causing the ground to collapse and the earth beneath it's hooves to cave in as it began a light fall. The distance wasn't much, not enough to cause damage for a person, like a light trip even, but it was likely disorientating. Unfortunately if Prince wasn't quick enough to react, he might also end up getting caught up in the Pit Fall. The distance of the fall was only 5-6 feet, a small ditch that wasn't enough to cause real harm to HP, but might confuse the hell out of people. "Mm... Unsatisfactory-- Maybe sharpened sticks at the bottom... But that won't be for a while." Tania pouted deeply finding the result to be boring and unsatisfying. She wanted blood but her skill simply didn't support it yet.

 

As the combat ensued the male would prepare to lay waste into the creature before him yet it appeared the other was lost in her own world, his face turning to look at her confused some now jumping back and away from the boar after landing a hit he'd soon feel the earth shift as he looked down and double stepped back into a flip before landing on his ankle a bit sour but still.Enough to escape the assault some his eyes shifting to her he'd blush. Only now just getting a clearer look at her he'd turn his head and tsk, "I had this ya know. I was only joking about needing help." he'd say walking past and throwing a rock at the trapped boar enjoying his moment of rest as he walked over to her, arms folded he'd tilt his head up and look down at her, "Not bad for a lowly human. I might find a use for you yet." he'd say with a toothy grin as his tail wiggled back and forth behind him. Eyes shifting his blush would continue as he closed one eye and opened the other staring at her in secret behind his nose; a Fang revealed as he rubbed at his cheek; his face turned. "Well, you are quite handy and such. Maybe you would make a nice Bulma...so what do you think about teaming up some time? It's not often a Prince such as myself would even fathom working with a human, but you've impressed me a bit more than the rest...that and your not horrible to look at." he'd say blushing more before tsking again, "But know this now girl...don't ever interfere with a warriors battle. Us Saiyans are proud. We'd rather die than win a fight because of another's aid. Especially an outsider."

With his words finished and enough time passing his body would shift once more as the boar seemed to have escaped and was enraged; rushing forth at them he'd shout once more jumping in front of her as he grinned, "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" he'd say shouting as he powered up himself now, his fist cocking back as he seemed to be channeling his focus into the punch as he fired it off into the boar at point blank slamming its snout; the pain intense and enough to send the boar falling back and rolling on its belly. Grinning wide he'd shout, "IM A TURN YOU INTO BACON!" as he jumped the poor pig; it squealing on top of its lungs as he rolled around jabbing at its side before lifting it up,"HAM SLAM!" he'd say lifting it up and slamming it back in a suplex like wrestling move. His body rolling over the now stunned pig as he shouted, "1.....2....3! DING DING DING We have a winner." He'd say as he got up and imitated a crowd cheering. Having a blast yet being semi serious the boy would stomp his foot as he got up and the pig soon charged again,"Salty are we....oh now...he isn't gonna oh snap he is....The Spear!" he'd shout as he ran forth slid to the side of the pig hitting it up side at its ribs hoping to knock some wind out of it. Yet being a simple enemy and his health dropping between blows he was rather enjoying himself, a curious eye passed as he shadow step out of sight on the pig and appeared near the girl, "So...miss me?" he'd ask some laughing.

Standing beside her he'd note the pig's health low and his fairly decent. Despite the blood and bruising he wasn't that injured, "Wow this game is fun...so what class are you Miss Briefs?" he'd say giving her the nick name. A faint smile passing as he wasn't serious but merely wanted to joke around and have some fun,"Hey what do you say we make this interesting; first to kill this pig wins. If I win you join my party if you win I'll give you a proper thank you and place upon you a prince's favor." his words crafty but implying a kiss upon the cheek."Now having a reason to win he'd shift his weight and prepare for his next course of action. His shout from earlier still in effect as he waited to see what she'd do to contribute before himself joining the fray once more. He wasn't exactly smitten by her but he did find her cute and he did find her choice of combat unusual, almost as if she was Bulma and he was Vegeta. Was this fate or was this just another gear in the odd world that was coincidences. Either way, he intended to enjoy this gift as long as he could. His feet running as he waited for the perfect opportunity to strike; perhaps during an opening provided by the girl. He could synergize all on his own, but with her was it even possible? he'd have to test these methods before declaring a final verdict, either way for his first team up whether it was intentional or not it was holding out to be fun and promising.
@Tania Montique

 

Tania only tilted her head when she was being praised for her looks, cocking her head to one side in confusion as the boy talked to her, as if she didn't follow her adorably perplexed expression remained even as she swayed from side to side. Those dance classes taken halfheartedly at least taught her how to hold a rhythm as she stepped from side to side in a playful manner, her hair flowing behind her back like a river following her every sway fluidly. "References I don't understand, self centered and backhanded compliments; Zero style points-- Boring~" She teased contented as she swayed without much care for anything, Tania's personality had always been a little flippant and disinterested. The strange boy was certainly not her type, she gathered that almost immediately from the way he seemed to project his own ideals onto everything including himself. Almost immediately she graded him towards the bottom with a giggling tone and an impish grin. This boy seemed to try and set the pace on his own, but pace meant little to Tania who controlled the lives and deaths of people in reality; what did someone else's pace matter to her when it was so easily dismissed?

"Savage combat style, a lack of discipline, form without function; Zero skill points-- Boring~" She continued ranking the boy as he fought with punches, throws and wrestling moves. These things that only required brute force or the barest of practices to pull off. They didn't appeal to Tania's meticulous nature as someone with pedigree who was pushed to achieve and succeed a family name. Her swaying continued as she shook her small head making her hair shake at her back like a current. It was only when the boy pulled back to try and make some kind of coy deal with her that she tilted her head the other way, a musing expression as she mulled the boy's words over. A conclusion was easy to come to though, snickering she caught onto the childish trick easily enough. "I don't want either of those things though, isn't it just a win win for you and a lose lose for me?~" She asked blinking at the boy who was still so enthusiastic about his character and the game. Tania wasn't really certain he realized just how he was acting.

"Plus, my combat style isn't developed either, at this stage in the game the trauma I can cause isn't nearly enough to make a good impact-- I have to keep cleaning, keep practicing and studying. It's a complicated process; tinkering isn't for the weak of heart and mind~" She explained knowing that she wouldn't be of much help in a fight until she was capable of arming more deadly traps. When she was though, she would no doubt be a powerful player and fearsome foe. She had wild and exciting times imagining what it would be like when she came to that.

 

As each of the comments were made the pride of the young want to be Saiyan was dropped; each a grasp of his tail and crushing of it. Eyes widened some towards the end when she called out his options being in his favor, "Well you caught me. I just wanted an excuse to hang and well the latter is self-explanatory. But I can see now you're not into aliens....so I'll leave you be in that sense Human. Although to be fair I was only half kidding." he'd say some before taking off preparing to end the combat underway.

As the male rushed forth he'd continue to listen to her as he bashed into the beast a few more times striking it and screaming. The barbaric like fighting style was somewhat effective. As he utilized the minor rogue skill and laughed, "Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee, ain't no one out there better than mee.." he'd say cockily as he came down hard one final time finishing off the boar in a final exchanged blow. His body tumbling back as he laid their laughing and hugging his side with his arm, "Ow...it hurts so gud."

He'd tease as he looked up at her on her back, "I change my mind...you are cute. I'm a make you part of my harem. You can be the one in denial. All great men need a strong woman in their life...so you'll be my tinker bae." he said smiling as he rolled over and rubbed at his sides, "Now I need a healing bae. because these lessons are a bit hands on and well. As you said still beginning but with time my punches will be among the best; folks will be calling me One Punch Kid. Just you watch. I'll become a legend." he said with a grin as he boasted towards her and got up slowly,

"Well aside from my awesomeness maybe you'd enjoy killing some time. Maybe show me some of those traps out human." he'd say as his cat ears popped out his hair wiggling as well as his tail before he noticed. His blush passing as he shifts them back beneath his hair and adjusted it some, "You saw nothing...I'm still the only monkey in game and Prince of all saiyans" he'd say making a face hoping she'd at least agree to keep the lack of race choice to minimal as if his claimed race of monkey was a thing.

"Anyways, I don't believe I ever got your name. The names Prince, well Prince Vega...first name Jay...yeah that's all you're getting an initial." he'd say smiling some as he shifted his gaze and now reaching into his inventory for a brief portion of sorts as a pick me up to heal vaguely. "Hmmmm that should do it. Thank you shop keeper bae...." he'd say as he looked at her, " @Tania Montique You look young what are you six...I'm fifteen, I know I'm forever young. Maybe you're too young to be a bae, you can just be my go to tinker..er?" he'd say confused as he seemed to be trying to formulate their relationship; as platonic as it was.

 

Tania only shook her head back bluntly, if nothing else, they both seemed to have the same problem of operating at only a single speed. At least, it seemed like this person shared that same problem. She kept watching with a bored gaze, her swaying continued as the boy fought, but the more cocky he seemed to grow Tania's opinion of him didn't flicker, as if she was certain he was pegged from moment one. "In the end they're both still insects that die with a slap." She pointed out when the boy seemed to be eager about stinging like a bee or moving like a butterfly. They were both still insects, easily smooshed or swept away, it suited his barbaric style she thought but at the same time, she couldn't give any points for brutal honesty.

Though when he talked about her being apart of a harem, Tania's head only hung to one side idly, as if confused. This poor boy wasn't aware of who she was, she knew that clearly but the thought made her snicker internally. "If you want help dying, I can arrange that, but I don't think it will be quick and painless if you go about it that way." She tried to offer, her tone sympathetic. "Papa's hunted down more powerful people for saying things that were much more reasonable; I can only hope you live in some distant country where tracking you down would be difficult-- If not, then I'm sorry in advance~" She offered with a bright smile. Certainly if either of her body guards had been present this would not escape the sight of her father. There would be a storm brewing in reality as a poor boy was hunted down for something like a joke-- it wouldn't be the first time, Tania was sure it wouldn't be the last either.

"Plus~ That sort of thing is boring~ Boys... Girls... It's all the same, sloppy, tragic, sad, pitiful-- They always break under pressure; Why would I want something like that so close to me? What would be better though-- hum hum~" Tania playfully mused. She didn't have much of an interest in romance or anything of the like, she'd long since been overexposed to doing terrible things to people. After that much exposure to the dark sides of people, Tania simply didn't see them as attractive any more; they were livestock or tools instead. Why would one date a tool? "Why would you think me a shop keeper though? So strange-- would everyone who doesn't punch or kick things to death be a shop keeper? Am I young because I'm small?" Tania who couldn't wrap her head around the prejudices wasn't following before bringing her hands together softly.

That gentle clap was soft and hushed but even so her smile brightened into a grin as she continued. "You don't really seem to understand how tinkering works~ It's not surprising, but it's not something that could be 'gone to' for support~" Tania explained knowing that her skill wasn't something like shop keeping, it was a field skill, one that mattered most when operating a territory or installations. Tania was setting herself up to be a menace after all, she'd need to be autonomous.