-YESTERDAY-

Didgeridoo finally managed to get the antenna working for the television he'd found in the dump the other day. It'd been a massive project that plagued him for days, because the static that sounded from the untuned television drove him mad but also gave him a sense of purpose. He needed to figure out how to conquer the static before the static conquered him.

Anywho, eventually he went into town and got an antenna for free from some hardware store owner. Apparently most TVs didn't need them anymore? It didn't really make much sense to Digeridoo, but considering it got rid of the static and allowed him to watch some form of entertainment, the Namekian chose not to question it. Humans were weird like that.

On the subject of weird humans, Didgeri surfed aimlessly through his six channels. Three of them were news broadcasts reporting various information that he couldn't care less about, one had some kind of talk show where the host and guests were brutally murdered by some kind of green alien blob monster girl thing, another had an infomercial describing a toilet bowl night light, and the last one had cartoons- WAIT!

He shot out of his chair and scrambled to his TV to manually push the channel down button. How could he skip over something so important? Didgeridoo scooted a few feet back from his TV and pulled his knees up to his chest as he watched the toilet bowl night light infomercial in awe. How convenient! A light to help him find his toilet bowl in the middle of the night! Who wouldn't want something like that?

As the infomercial went on, a number appeared on screen to order the light. He ran around his hut in search of a pen and paper to write down the number, but by the time he got back to the TV, something else had already replaced his infomercial. Somehow those dastardly news broadcasts had leaked onto the infomercial channel to report on a breaking story.

Apparently, the talk show station he'd flipped past had just been used to promote some kind of game to save South City from imminent destruction. Game shows these days were crazy! The perpetrator, the alien named Kazi, challenged Earth's 'champions' to join the tournament to fight for the safety of the planet. He was an arm wrestling champion. Tomorrow, to the South of North City. Or was it the North of South City? Why are the city names so confusing? Didgeri wasn't sure. In his moment of confusion, she said some other stuff about the rules or whatever, but the Namekian had already made up his mind. These games couldn't have been that serious - certainly not serious enough to interrupt the Bowl Brite. He was going to show up to these so-called games and give Kazi a piece of his mind. Heck, he might even make her buy him one of the nightlights. She was just on TV, so surely she had the phone number he'd missed out on. Plus, he fit the criteria of a 'champion', considering he'd won an arm wrestling tournament at a convention a few months back.

The idea of her threatening the Earth didn't really hold any weight in his eyes. This was television, after all, in the modern day, no less. Special effects were amazing! What mattered more to him was the missed opportunity of a neat collectible. Somebody was going to pay.





After checking South of North City (and realizing he had misheard), Didgeridoo eventually managed to find the location of the Kamakazi Games. He landed on the grass surrounding the arena and lightly treaded forward. Aside from the person in the center Kage...? Kame...? Ka... the green alien who'd created the challenge. Aside from her, there was nobody around yet.

Didgeri examined the marble arena in fascination. He rubbed his chin as he stared down at the flooring, thinking about how cool it would be to have a piece for his collection. The Namekian wanted to grab a slab right then and there, but he decided to approach the Majin first. He knew Earthlings were all about first impressions, and even though she wasn't an Earthling, they were on Earth.

Slowly, but carelessly, Didgeridoo walked across the arena towards Kazi. His footsteps echoed across the empty field, making his needlessly long approach feel even longer. As he got closer, he couldn't help but notice a tingling at the back of his neck. Didgeridoo, not very keen on fighting, often ignored his ability to sense ki. Kazi's immense power, though, was impossible to totally ignore. His body subconsciously did its best to warn him of the potential threat in front of him, but fear was not something Didgeridoo acted on. Besides, he had a mission.

Finally, when he was a reasonable distance away, he stopped and pulled out a sheet of paper with a script he'd scribbled the night before. It could have passed for a kindergartener's homework based on the hand writing. He cleared his throat and began his spiel, which was monotone and choppy because of his poor reading skills, "Hello. I am Didgeridoo. I was watching a broadcast detailing the value of a product known as 'Bowl Brite,' which I planned on purchasing for my own john, but the broadcast was interrupted by the advertisement for your game today. It made me very mad, but I have since calmed down. If you could provide me with a Bowl Brite of my own, or a method in which to purchase the product, I would very much appreciate that. I will even participate in your games if necessary. This means a great deal to me, so I am hoping you will consider my plea. Thank you. Sincerely - Didgeridoo,"

He folded up the paper and slipped it back into his pocket, giving a big smile to Kazi as he did. He looked around at the rest of the area, totally barren and lifeless, then noted off-the-cuff, "Not a big turnout, huh? If nobody else shows up, that means I win, right?" He could already picture the cheap nightlight sitting at the top of his toilet lid, illuminating the toilet bowl in the middle of a dark, stormy night.

“I fed you earlier, you little bastard,” Zerori groaned, getting a face-full of a grumpy tabby’s tail as she grimaced from being awoken. It was the middle of the afternoon and she was already coerced into doing training in the evening with Master Shen. When Twilight had insisted, his raspy meow sounding more like an impatient growl, Zerori would just throw her head backwards onto the pillow with a ‘POFF’ before throwing her blankets off, “FINE!” She stomped her way across the floor to the pantry where she kept his food (otherwise, he’d break into it and that was a WHOLE other mess she didn’t want to deal with) and quickly scooped out a half-cup for his highness before filing his bowl. With a grateful meow, followed by ‘myummyummyum’ as he tended to speak while eating, Zerori would just roll her eyes with a smile.

She loved this little bastard.

Now damn near fully awake, Zerori decided to watch a bit of TV to help it lull her back to sleep; infomercials typically did the trick but so early in the evening… maybe she could get to sleep with the sound of one of those talk shows… Once she was settled on her couch, flipping the TV on, Zerori would lay her head back with eyes closed in preparation for the white noise of the narrator. It would have worked too, only twenty minutes in, before the sudden sound of destruction and screaming from the TV had her jolt awake suddenly - materializing a gun in hand. Heart racing, Zerori would only realize the noise was coming from the screen in front of her when no apparent murderer was present, “What.. the fuck-?!” Zerori hissed, leaning forward to get a good look at the oddly green girl that had apparently taken the spotlight of the show. Literally.

The stakes were… disturbingly enough, the fate of everyone on the planet - starting with South City. Zerori grimaced, watching the girl lay waste to the ceiling and realizing that while she couldn’t get a good bead on her power at the moment it stood to reason that if she were challenging everyone - she likely had some amount of power to back it up.

WIth a scoff, Zerori let herself fall back against the couch, “Well, fuck. Now what I wanted to wake up to,” Twilight, finished with his food, hopped up onto her lap and began to snuggle in for sleep. Zeroro stared at him for a long time, her face unreadable as she languidly brought her hand up to scratch at the top of his head.

“... You know I’d die for you, yeah?” Zerori mumbled, hearing the sound of his purrs grow louder. With a soft smile, Zerori would pet him for a little while longer before materializing her helmet and preparing to make a quick call to Athren. A necessary one. She left a text message to Zero and Ryme, making it clear she might not be available for missions due to a rather urgent matter.

—-
One day later.

Soaring over the woodlands and plains that made up most of the South’s countryside, Zerori was making her way toward where Kazi had mentioned the tournament’s location. She really wasn’t into playing these fucking games, but if she really intended to destroy everything, well… she just wasn’t going to stand by for it. She’d made preparations for the girl’s at the Bakery to take care of Twilight and for Korn to keep her Gravitron warm and ready for her in case she needed it. As well, she’d made sure to keep her armor at home. It wouldn’t help her today and her long-term plans needed to be kept secure - no matter what happened here.

As she approached the white-marbled arena, pires at all four corners presenting an intimidating stage, Zerori would notice some unfamiliar figures. Their powers were… differing. One hardly feeling like a quarter of her own and the other nearly double her power. Still, with only two having shown up, Zerori felt a cold chill rush down her spine. I might have to just bite the bullet on this one, won’t I? Zerori thought with a smirk just before landing near the other two. She was dressed casually, not even her weights present, with black pants, red boots, white T-shirt sans any graphic on it as a biker jacket that looked oddly pristine. The shades she wore on her face obscured her eyes but it was easy to tell that she was looking in the direction of their Host.

She spoke to the two of the fighters as she kept her eyes on Kazi, “You guys also came to uh… defend the planet, I guess?” Damn, this was an awkward feeling and not one she liked to be trapped in but what was she to do? She wasn’t going to let things go to shit for nothing. Even if what she was sending was literally nothing like she’d ever felt before, “Holy fuck, her power is kinda fuckin’ nuts.” She hissed, fists clenching at her sides as her tail frizzed up. She turned to the Namekian before holding up a hand with her index and middle finger held sideways as she greeted them, “Zerori.” Then to Quash, “Haven’t seen ya’ll before. ‘Champions of Earth’ I take it?”

Zero walked through the ship, he could hear the news channel his brother always watched broadcasting something different. It sounded like the people who were reporting the same boring same old same old were now in a panic, he flashed back to the night he took over West City, the ZZTV crew had made the same cries of terror when Zero had appeared. In the same fashion, this green creature made some statements and mentioned something about blowing up the Earth. Zero stepped up behind Ryme and sighed. His brother had been right, claiming Earth for themselves would indeed have been too much work to defend all the time. "Hm, this could work in our favor Brother. We should go, perhaps we can find more employees and perhaps even find a way to get this green woman on our side, at the least spare West City. if she thinks she can just come in and steal my move and threaten our Base of Operations while profits and rising she has another thing coming. I suppose we should go, what do you say dear brother?"

Zero waited for the answer from his brother. after getting his brother's response Zero walked off to ready himself to meet at the location the woman had noted. The next day Zero would pilot them from West City to South City, the ride taking a little longer than he expect, however, he figured if it was a tournament then they would have enough time for everything. He lowered the ship to about two hundred members away from the white titled ring he saw from above, as they flew over he could see a group of people gathering together.

It would not be known just yet that Zerori was down there, nor would it be known soon she could be under attack from the Majin in Green skin. Of course, he had no idea this was Liari in some getup but it did not matter he was not here to Save the Earth, nor was he here to fight for the enjoyment of others. He was here solely to ensure that his City would be spared if nothing else.

Zero would exit the ship checking his tailed blunt weapon and ensuring it was fashioned properly to his tail. He still wore his weights on his body though since he did not plan on having to fight. When his brother would be ready he would lead them in flight as they flew over towards the ring and the gathering of people there. He just hoped he could pry the woman's attention long enough to have a word. Not that he thought that she was stronger than him or presented a real threat, it would just be better for his reputation if he would solve this issue.

WC 468
PL 87,670
Weighted PL 26,301

Items: Super heavyweights

Blunt Weapon (Tail weapon)

Without so much as even acknowledgement to the perfect speech he'd just delivered, Didgeri couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated. He'd worked really hard on that. He waved a hand in front of the Majin's face to try to get her attention, but it didn't seem like she wanted anything to do with him. Must've had to get permission from the higher-ups in the studio. Made sense to him.

While he waited for an answer, a newcomer landed and immediately began asking questions. Didgeridoo turned to see none other than the Saiyan he'd tussled with for control over a rodent! Why was he here? What could he possibly have been the champion of? Apparently, the Saiyan felt similarly, because he immediately began spouting out more nonsense. Didgeri rolled his eyes and looked back to the Majin, "Ugh, I really don't wanna be here if he's around. That guy's the worst,"

Suddenly, he turned back to Quash and asked, "Fight? Woah, woah, woah, I'm not here to fight. I just wanna get my toilet light and leave,"

As the two argued, another person showed up to join the games. This time it was another Saiyan, but a woman instead of a man. She seemed a lot more collected and focused than Didgeri's acquaintance. Shortly after arriving, she introduced herself as Zerori. Still poking at his distaste for Quash, Didgeridoo explained, "I can't speak for everyone, but, I am a champion. Does the name Didgeridoo ring a bell?" It shouldn't.

Their bickering got cut short when Kazi sent a warning shot right at Quash. Didgeridoo tumbled a few feet back from the shockwave of the attack, which finally knocked some sense into the Namekian. He coughed up some dust, then groaned as he laid on the marble floor. Apparently, Kazi did not like their little chit-chat. She pointed over at the city off in the distance, then raised a hand toward the Namekian on the ground.

Seeing his back against the wall, and considering the display of real power Kazi had just shown, Didgeridoo put his hands up in surrender and agreed, "That's exactly what I've been trying to say this whole time. Let the games begin, right guys?"

The way Didgeri saw it, if he went along with this powerful creature wanted, eventually he could get his hands on what he wanted. And he might avoid dying. That would be nice, too. Hopefully the hodgepodge of contestants that had arrived would be enough to satisfy Kazi's desires, or at least enough to stop Didgeri from getting vaporized.

Aside from the obvious disdain the two men here had for each other, there wasn’t a lot of cohesion going on between anyone. So much so that even Kazi, the stranger amongst them all, was able to see that they didn’t really seem to understand the severity of it all. She was just able to hide her emotions better than others when it came to fear. Zerori cocked an eyebrow at Digeri before she gave a soft, ‘uhhh’ before responding with a strained smile, “I don’t, sorry but hey, maybe you’re just on a different network than what I watch,” She supplied amicably just before Kazi seemed to have just about enough of their impromptu group. Turning back to Kazi as Zerori felt a sudden influx of power, she’d hardly had a chance to react before a blast was speeding toward the strongest Saiyan in their group. Luckily, he was able to keep it from destroying the area (and himself) with a powerful retort of his own.

Zerori was able to throw her arms up in time as the shockwave of the colliding blasts shook the ground under her feet. Son of a BITCH! She panicked in her mind, heart racing as her head was assaulted on all sides by the powers that were colliding - and the tournament hadn’t even STARTED yet! When she lowered her arms, a few beads of sweat rolling down her face as she took in the damage, Zerori would be overwhelmed by a sudden disgust at just what the hell they were doing and why the fuck they were there.

While Didgeri seemed to want to get things on the road, either out of fear or something else, Quash and Zerori turned on Kazi with clear aggression in their eyes. Like Quash, Zerori’s eyes would also begin to change - a malevolent glow manifesting from crystalline blues into a fiery red. “What’s wrong with US?! What the FUCK is wrong with YOU?!” Zerori roared, her power gradually raising until it would about double what it was. While it would hardly be a match for Kazi, Zerori wasn’t going to sit around twiddling her thumbs until she was killed.

Briefly, she felt the tingle of a familiar power - even if it didn’t feel as strong, Zero? What’s he doing here? Zerori thought idly, though she kept her focus on the green Majin girl before her. She really wished Liari was around right about now! That kid was strong and knew how to throw and take a punch. An invasive thought dug its annoying self into her brain, wondering if Liari didn’t want anything to do with her after their last encounter. If she managed to survive this and miraculously manage to win/appease this insane woman… she’d have to properly apologize to Liari.

Zerori took a challenging step forward, grinning and gesturing with her hands for Kazi to bring it on, “You want us to take you seriously, then let’s fucking GO already!!”

Ryme had watched the story the day before, he had shrugged it off but his brother saw a business opportunity. He did bring a valid point that there would be strong fighters there, at the very least the women sponsoring the tournament. Ryme had planned on watching the event as if it was a reality tv show. Looking into his brother's gleaming eyes, he already knew he'd be participating instead. He knew that if he wanted to push the issue he could probably have Zero agree to not go. However, the brothers had yet to find a threat since being on the planet so he felt confident in their undertaking.

"Yeah let us go, maybe I'll spy a good magic user there."

Ryme would take his sweet time getting ready as his brother exited the ship, off to the tournament in a hurry. Putting on his rings and weighted clothing, he sighed one last time. It was game time, they had seen a couple of individuals as their ship passed by he wondered who would be fighting first or if there would even be a real tournament.

As he walked out of the ship towards his brother, he saw a monkey get blasted by the creature who gave the speech. He seemed angry and now looked as if he was about to transform. One of their employees, Zerori, seemed to be on the same track. Ryme would arrive near his brother as Kazi stated that she'd be taking challenges one at a time. Zerori would step up to the plate first, and Kazi would blather on about rules. As if there were rules that mattered once you discussed destroying a planet. She was either naive or this was her first time taking a planet hostage. Ryme would be delighted to find out which.

"Quite sad that our employees seem to make up the majority of the forces here. I do hope that monkey pulls his weight is he the USD representative or something?"

Ryme would speak quite loudly to his brother if anyone in the tournament was intent on listening they could easily make out his words. He'd start staring at all the entrees, seeing what he could make of them. The phantom twinge of wanting to move his hand up to his scouter, looking at their PnL he knew that it wouldn't be too much longer until he had the capital. It was one of the downsides to starting a Conglomerate most of the brother's money was tied up in assets now instead of liquidity.


Actions: Zilch

WC: 426
TWC: 426
PL: 15,995 (53,319)
Items: Super Heavyweights
Ranged Weapon (Two Rings)

The sound of combat was soon to be followed by the cries around them, and then quickly back to combat once again in a matter of moments that made it seem as though none of it had happened in the first place were it not for the damage already caused. Khyrop was impressed by the situation to an extent, this Majin made rules and stipulations all to give them a chance, no, this was for herself he had begun to think as he stared at them. His eyes and ears are trained to work like machines of surveillance the bio-android had a skill in observing the things that happened around him, and although everything inside him was telling him that any misstep here would lead to death.

However, there was something about the entire scene before him that compelled him to stay perched where he was, his head swiveling where his eyes didn't, staring intently while observing them all as he waited to see what they were going to do. There were plenty of capable fighters here, and there were also those who were weaker than himself to the point where the Bio-Android started to become unsure what his course of action should be.

It was then that he saw everyone who was about to rush her become stopped for just a moment as she declared what would happen if they didn't listen to her again, he couldn't say he cared but he also didn't know what she would do to the rest of them in her rage. When Zerori belted out her own challenge and stepped up to the plate it caused him to raise an eyebrow, he felt curiosity override his mind once again as he couldn't help but wonder what the woman's plan was. From what he could tell this Majin would be able to blast them all straight to the otherworld with no issue, but it wasn't impossible to win here although single fights seemed to be a decision of pure suicide. If there was something more to it all he couldn't see it at the moment, however, there was always the chance she was a fool he had thought.

"Mm the Ika brothers are here though." He suddenly thought aloud as he turned to look at his employers and allies, although he soon found his head turning to the arena once again as Zero approached it. "Well this seems on par, but I have to say everything here is taking unexpected turns too quickly."

In his mind he couldn't quite understand what the Ikas' play here would be, he hadn't received any prior communication, and even now as they ended up in the same place it made him wonder what was going on. The information he had on them since leaving the planet and even their return had completely taken him by surprise. As he saw Zero intending to break the rules placed nearly immediately he felt his body tense up knowing that things were likely going to put him in the firing line of someone soon enough. No, he originally thought he would just wait for the perfect opportunity to assimilate one of these fighters, but now it seemed he may be forced into a more proactive role depending on how the Majin might react.

"I do hope they know what they're doing though." He said as his eyes would turn to Quash next, another thought forming in his mind as he began to formulate all of the possibilities in this situation. "Though that one is also angry, and with one breaking the rules whose to say that he will either."

With this in mind, Khyrop stood up from his spot and would start flapping his wings to put himself in the air, before soon enough keeping himself up with his Ki he would still flap his wings here and there as if to give the impression he was hovering from pure mechanical strength instead of using his ki to keep himself afloat. He didn't wanna give away too much about himself, he didn't know when he'd be fighting anyone here and with the raging Saiyan, the other one who answered the challenge, the Ikas, and the Majin herself it seemed as if the entire situation was already beyond hostile. He would simply wait in the air, watching to determine his next move.

WC: 729
TWC: 2,037

Bonuses: +65% pl gain (rookie bonus), +10% pl gain (pre-workout mix)

Khyrop's PL: 54,039

HP: 108,078 / 108,078

Ki: 108,078 / 108,078

Stamina: 108,078 / 108,078


Basic Action 1: Flew up into the air

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Gear:

Pre Workout Mix (Consumed)- Ten Servings of Pre-Workout! This bad boy of mix can be used anywhere! Though they it becomes useless after reaching 75,000 power level!
Effect: Adds 10% PL gain when training/fighting, if ingested beforehand. (Limit: 1 per person, per thread)

Accursed Maw (Beastfolk Weapon)- Sharp and oversized fangs meant for cleaving through flesh or piercing armor, this weapon creates a bleed effect when you use a physical basic with it, the bleed effect will drain 1% of the opponent’s health in your PL per turn, this stacks up to a maximum of 5%. This weapon ignores any clothing based damage reduction. This can also remove limbs in a DE thread if a physical technique dishing out over 10% using this weapon lands.


Senzu Bean- A magical bean that if eaten by someone who was suffered damage, they will heal 100% HP/KI/STA instantly. (Can use only 1 per fight, but not if you've used a Senzu Shot) One-time use consumable. Characters can only carry 1 (one) on their person, without a Senzu Bag.