The lovely abode of Gyoza since losing his standing as a martial artist. Situated in a relatively safe area of Mt. Paozu, there's little need for concern of wild dinosaurs attacking. There is a waterfall a few miles from here, that which is responsible for the nearby shallow creek. The hermit doesn't entertain many guests, if any; although, bringing the right "incentives" is good way to gain entry. Otherwise, don't be surprised to have a door slammed in your face!
Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 4:15 pm
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ After a long day of hunting and ignoring housework, the former champion of the martial arts scene had retired for the night. And what better way to wind down than on his worn out sofa and a bottle of whiskey? That used to put him right out, but over the years he'd built up a tolerance to the stuff. It just meant he'd watch a little TV while he drank his poison, laughing at the dumb shows he'd find on late at night. Eventually he'd be out before long and then wake up to do it all over again. Yep. Gyoza was living the good, lonely life of a hermit and today was no different. However this time as he stirred awake in the afternoon, he'd hear the World Tournament on his set, much to his annoyance. "Bah! Who cares?!" he grumble in his half drunk stupor. What was the point of fighting? None of it mattered anymore, it wasn't how it used to be. It was just a show; all fake and full of dirty fighters with no honor. He reached for the remote, only to find it had disappeared on him at some point in the night. Instead of looking for it, it was much easier to roll over and ignore it. And he did...up until something caught his attention. As he lay on the couch, sobering up, he heard the two fighters properly introducing themselves. Mildly curious, he peered over his shoulder with his one good eye, catching a glimpse of the combatants on stage. What he saw got him to turn over...and then eventually sit up. Unlike the other fights he was trying to ignore, this one was different. He could visibly see that both fighters were genuinely enjoying their match with each other. It would come to a close when Ziber, the blue man, had fallen out of the ring. "Huh? He fell out? Hmm..." From what he saw, it looked there were some martial artist still worth their salt after all. Gyoza was curious to see how this would play out and decided to see if the little victor would go on to win the tournament.
☀【.MOOD.】 [Curious] ☀【.THOUGHTS.】 ["The blue guy took that hit pretty hard. Still though..."] ☀【.COMPANY.】 [Nobody] ☀【.OOC.】 [-] ☀【.STATS.】
█Race: Tuffle █Intelligence: 11 █Outfit:Magenta Bow █Inventory: Laser Gun, Food, and a lil' extra...
XXXAs she was driving to Gyoza's home, Burberry had just gotten the radio update on the battle, and it looked like Daiko was in the lead! Happy, Burberry decided to throw a little event for her dear friend tonight, accompanied with food, music and the finest alcohol from the finest breweries in Green Star City. She quickly called her maids to tidy up the house for the small get-together, as well as to go grocery shopping for ingredients that Burberry would be to cook her world-famous dishes with. When her maid, Brenda, asked why Burberry was so adamant Daiko would win, the young woman simply replied with, "It's scientifically impossible for him to lose." She had a lot of work to do before the tournament ended, and Burberry wanted to make sure she got to visit Gyoza today. If he so desired, he could come to the event Burberry would be holding. She had intentions of inviting Daiko's entire Dojo, as well as other competitors from the tournament who won't be too bitter about their losses. If Daiko refused to go to this event, Burberry would have to drug him and bring him there. Of course not, oh, science humor...
Burberry pulled up besides Gyoza's home, praying that her car would not topple off the mountain like last time; though, it was a funny story to tell at the insurance company. She took out the fish and rainbow fruit cake from the passenger seat, as well as a small bottle of chardonnay. She knew very well that Gyoza probably wouldn't want any guests unless they had alcohol. The young woman approached the man's shack, sighing at how low-maintenance it was. Was Gyoza really satisfied with this lifestyle? Softly, the woman knocked the door, the knocking was loud enough, but not to the point of startling anyone- hopefully. "Mr. Gyoza, it's me, Burberry... May I come in?" The woman held her bottle of white wine a little higher, "I brought incentives~"
O.O.C...
Youko Kenshi
Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2018 3:35 pm
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ As the tournament took a momentary break, Gyoza decided to do the same; finally getting out of the groove in his couch. His old bones creaking, he'd make his way to the bathroom, the normal response for someone who drank quite a lot. Afterwards, the ol' man made a jaunt toward the fridge, glancing over his shoulder to see the tournament was back on. There stood the small boy again, this time his opponent being a larger green man. This guy was just as impressive looking as the boy's last opponent; this was definitely going to be a tough match. He quickly snatched open the fridge, glancing over the contents until his eye came to rest on the last remaining can of Hetap. Just as he was reaching for it, a knock came at the door, almost immediately putting him in a sour mood. With not a moment to wonder who it was, that sweet angelic voice that was all too familiar would cause Gyoza to sigh. She was back...again. And while at first he considering pretending to be out...what was that? Incentives? The one eyed man grumbled, looking again at his stock of alcohol: one can of Hetap. He shook his head, shutting the fridge door, stealing another look at the tv before making his way to the front to greet the bluenette. When he opened it, Burberry would receive the welcoming sight of Gyoza in a white messy tank top and...nothing but his pinstripe boxers. "Bru?! Now what do I keep tellin you about comin round here?" he asked with a raised brow.
█Race: Tuffle █Intelligence: 11 █Outfit:Magenta Bow █Inventory: Laser Gun, Food, and a lil' extra...
XXXBurberry gave a very compassionate smile towards the older man as she gently shook the contents of her bag, and a small bottle of chardonnay. "I'm sorry for strolling in suddenly, Mr. Gyoza, b-" Burberry sniffed the air for a moment, and quickly grimaced at the strong smell of alcohol. "You were drinking, weren't you?" The woman asked, lowering her bottle. "If I had known, I wouldn't have brought the chardonnay~" the woman whined, hugging the bottle close to her chest. "I suppose I won't mother you today, it is a day of celebration," she noted, sighing quietly. "But, please do celebrate responsibly... I got you something..." The woman's dainty smile appeared on her face once again, this time, with a bag of hot food and fluffy cake in front of it. "It's fried snapper with potatoes and tomatoes, and a rainbow fruit cake... Are you watching the tournament?" The woman looked behind Mr. Gyoza's large frame, to see his shabby home. Maybe one day, Mr. Gyoza will opt out of his current home and live with her perhaps; Burberry was just worried that something could happen to him one of these days. "Can I watch with you, Mr. Gyoza~?" She asked, gently clasping her hands together while swaying from side to side, rather happily.
O.O.C...
Youko Kenshi
Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2018 7:28 pm
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ Not even a minute and she was already trying to scold him for drinking. HER! The last thing he needed was the nagging and being told what he should and shouldn't do. Gyoza tuned her out mostly, especially when he saw the bottle of alcohol in her hands. 'Only one?' he thought, recalling she said incentives, as in more than one. Regardless, he reached out to grab it only for Burberry to pull it back and hold it to her chest. More grumbling cleared the old man's throat, as he had to stand here and listen to something about a celebration. "What celebration? ...Look, can't this wai- Oooh~!" His hands took hold of the plate of food the woman had brought, examining every marvelous inch of it. She may have got on his nerves sometimes, but damn could the girl cook! And it was fish! FISH! He almost forgot about the tournament until Bur brought it up; Gyoza looking back again to see the two now engaging in combat. "Aww, dammit!" he swore, looking at the scientist and back at the screen. "...Alright, just come in! And be quiet!" Leaving the door frame, he'd set the plate on the table and get back to watching the fight.
█Race: Tuffle █Intelligence: 11 █Outfit:Magenta Bow █Inventory: Laser Gun, Food, and a lil' extra...
XXXBurberry quietly cheered as she made her way inside. She politely removed her shoes and left them by the doorway, and set her purse next to the couch as she took a seat next to the old man. Burberry still had the chardonnay latched into her arms should in case Gyoza had any ideas of finishing the bottle in one take, she wanted to have some too! Burberry pulled out a wine glass from her purse, which had been wrapped up in paper towel to prevent it from breaking; she had one for Gyoza, but she wasn't too sure if she really wanted to give him any. Her brain was advanced enough to perform more than one action at the same time, all while having photographic memory of everything around her; so, talking to Mr. Gyoza (despite him telling her to be quiet), would be of no concern to her. "Mr. Gyoza, I could have gotten you tickets to see the fight you know," the woman mumbled as she poured a glass of chardonnay, taking a tiny sip from it.
O.O.C...
Youko Kenshi
Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2018 10:55 pm
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ While he was trying to watch the fight, Gyoza found it mildly distracting with Bur beside him. Simply because she was doing a lot of moving around, trying to keep the bottle while also retrieving a glass from her bag. Seriously, what did she need that for? Even if she didn't want to drink from the bottle (like yours truly) he still had cups. In any case, he kept watching the martial artist on screen, impressed with the smaller one's skill. But then, the woman beside him would speak up, despite him telling her not to. "Tickets? Bah! Why waste time and money on those? I just happened to see this kid..." he started to explain, folding his arms. "Kind of reminds me of how things used to be. Back when fighting had honor and meaning. It wasn't about winning, it was about clashing fist and learning about your opponent. True martial arts is in the combat itself..." And this kid held those old traditions; Gyoza could tell he genuinely enjoyed to fight! Now what would become of this young artist? He would watch to find that answer...
☀【.MOOD.】 [Amused] ☀【.THOUGHTS.】 ["...That boy cares the old traditions in his heart. But is that enough?"] ☀【.COMPANY.】 [Burberry] ☀【.OOC.】 [-] ☀【.STATS.】
█Race: Tuffle █Intelligence: 11 █Outfit:Magenta Bow █Inventory: Laser Gun, Food, and a lil' extra...
XXXBurberry took a few more sips of her wine glass, looking up at Gyoza as he spoke. "You miss fighting, right, Mr. Gyoza?" Burberry asked, looking on at the television. "You sure have taken a liking to Daiko, he's really good..." Burberry noted, slightly smiling at the memories of watching her dear friend train. His technique was something to be truly admired up close. "He's one of my best friends, one of the best fighters I know... Next to you, of course... You should meet him one day, Mr. Gyoza!" Burberry suggested.
O.O.C... Sorry for smoll post!
Youko Kenshi
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 4:27 am
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ It must have been what he said that lead Burberry to ask that question. How she hit the nail on head, yet she would receive no answer. Gyoza chose to ignore her instead and watch the fight or rather, he didn't want to talk about that. It's been such a long time since he renounced fighting after what happened to him. And it was because of his love of martial arts that he was now in this situation: living as a hermit in his master's former home. No, he was done with fighting, especially how it was now...or so he thought. As the woman said beside him, the boy was a good fighter; however, as he watched him fight this new opponent, he was getting a little frustrated. The old man grumbled, shifting in his seat to get more comfortable as Bur went on to say she knew the boy. One of her best friends, huh? He wondered if she had any other friends, considering she chose to spend her time with him. Referring to him as a good fighter, she could only be taking that from that time that they met. Disarming two muggers was no real problem, but it clearly left a lasting impression on her. "Heh. Yeah he's a good fighter...but he's being reckless. He knows nothing about his opponent and he's telegraphing his attacks... Look! The green guy just stretched and grabbed him! That's what I mean. If he wins this through brute force it'll be nothing short of a miracle" Gyoza huffed, shaking his head. Now look, he was getting all worked up from seeing the boy making careless mistakes. He reached over and took the bottle from the good scientist, taking it to the head. Now Daiko was using a new technique, one that made his aura visible, but what was it?
☀【.MOOD.】 [Frustrated] ☀【.THOUGHTS.】 ["...That boy cares the old traditions in his heart. But is that enough?"] ☀【.COMPANY.】 [Burberry] ☀【.OOC.】 [-] ☀【.STATS.】
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ Gyoza was unfamiliar with this new transformation of Daiko's, but he was in awe of its power. Although he could not see it in person, the effects that this form had on his surroundings was a testament its power. The rest of the match that followed this revelation was truly surprising and nothing he'd even seen before. But there was another aspect to this fight that he hadn't seen in long time either: spirit. These two fighters were full of it, giving their all to best their opponent. Even this old man was on the edge of his seat, watching as Daiko seemingly defeated the green fighter with a tiger blast of sorts. "I don't believe it... A mira- Hmm?!" Just as he spoke, it would be revealed that Scryew was still alive and kicking, despite one arm short. 'He's gonna fight in that state? Hmm...' But even with one arm, the strange man braved on and even turned the tables; securing victory over Daiko. The young man fought hard, even to the bitter end with his final attack. He laid motionless, defeated as the Namek stood over him. "...It's over. I have to admit, he fought well. But he's still got a lot to learn!" With that said, the man would finish off the rest of the bottle Burberry had brought.
｡｡｡[ENERGY SKILLS] ✧ Original Kamehameha ✧ Turtle Style Last Resort ｡｡｡[MARTIAL (PHYSICAL) SKILLS] ✧ Wolf Fang Crushing Fist ✧ Drunken Fist ｡｡｡[SPEED & MOVEMENT SKILLS] ✧ Afterimage ｡｡｡[ULTIMATE SKILLS] ✧ Neo Wolf Fang Crushing Fist ｡｡｡[OTHER SKILLS] ✧ Ki Sense
Haraaaa
Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2018 8:32 am
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 165 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ As the closing ceremony commenced, Gyoza rose from his seat and stretched a bit. He retreated to his room without so much as a word, the floorboards slightly creaking beneath his steps. It took about ten minutes for him to return, dressed in a more comfortable garb suited for the mountains. But really he just threw on some wrinkled jeans and a pair of black boots. "Alright Bru, you can stay as long as you want, I'm going huntin. I'll be back by supper, maybe" he told her, stroking his beard. Grabbing the dish of food Burberry had brought, he slipped out the front door and headed higher into the mountains.
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 250 |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✚ Not even two weeks after the tournament and here was where Gyoza found himself. Standing outside his home, hands on his hips and soaking in the sun's morning rays. It was hard to believe he was back to training and mentoring two pupils in martial arts. But here he was, enjoying some morning exercise while waiting for them to join him. The old man had to admit, he felt fantastic ever since he resumed training. Hardly any body aches and plenty of energy. Of course, it was completely necessary to match his two students who had stamina to spare. Both were awfully strong in their own right and steadily growing stronger. Just keeping up with them was training in itself. However, feeding them had completely wiped out his food stock. His stomach would let out a low grumble, demanding food to quell its anger. "Tch! Guess we'll have to find breakfast then" he huffed. Luckily, there was plenty of "food" on this mountain, it was only a matter of getting it. And fortunately, those students of his, in particular Daiko, was so gun ho when it came to training. This would be their first lesson for the day; you could even call it a morning workout. "Those two should be along soon..." the man muttered, waiting patiently.
☀【.MOOD.】 [Relaxed] ☀【.THOUGHTS.】 ["This should suffice as a good lesson."] ☀【.COMPANY.】 [Daiko and Ziber] ☀【.OOC.】 [-] ☀【.STATS.】
｡｡｡[ENERGY SKILLS] ✧ Original Kamehameha ✧ Turtle Style Last Resort ｡｡｡[MARTIAL (PHYSICAL) SKILLS] ✧ Wolf Fang Crushing Fist ✧ Drunken Fist ｡｡｡[SPEED & MOVEMENT SKILLS] ✧ Afterimage ｡｡｡[ULTIMATE SKILLS] ✧ Neo Wolf Fang Crushing Fist ｡｡｡[OTHER SKILLS] ✧ Ki Sense
killer-wolf-kun
DJSH9011
Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 6:42 pm
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The young man's leg twitched as his mouth snored a bit. The training wasn't easy, and the boy's sleep showed it, though as he did slumber his muscles would relax. His mouth let out deep snores before a hand would scratch at the top of his head. The young man would turn over in his sleep on the blanket laid out for him as he felt his body fiddle around and his Ahoge rise and fall slowly as if it were on the verge of sleep itself. Though before long the young man would roll into the wall with a loud thud. Daiko's eyes squeezed shut as he grabbed the front of his forehead and held it. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow." He'd mutter before sitting up and hitting his head on another table. "OW!" He'd exclaim as he shook his head a bit. The young man's eyes now half open as he stared up. "I-I should've traded spots." He'd mutter to himself with regret as the blue under under shirt would rest on his frame. He would slowly move from under the counter as he rubbed his head. The young man would yawn and stretch feeling his stomach rumble and his ahoge shake on his head. "I'm famished." He'd finally say at normal volume walking in his Bottle Corp. Boxers. The young man would walk to the coat rack in the corner of the room and blink at the Dogi before him. Daiko's face slowly lit up as he remembered his training and how successful it was. He would grab the uniform and slowly dress himself.
His dark eyes staring to each part of his body as he continued to get dressed. He'd hear the clump of his weighted boot hitting the ground before he pulled his weighted wristband onto his arm. The boy would grin largely before looking to his shell in the corner and nodding. His body would walk to it and kneel before throwing it onto his back. The young man ready for more training as he, as quickly as he could, jogged out of the room and out of the door, skidding to a stop next to the old man himself. "Mornin'!" He'd greet as he stretched as much as he could before stumbling back a bit. "W-woah!" He'd stand up straight, looking to Gyoza and blinked up at him. "What's today's warm up?"
Ziber had oddly gotten into the flow of being a student at the turtle school as the somewhat rival to his new friend. He was even able to move into the Kame Cabin, an upgrade from where tent he was living at. The frost demon did however had to move his ship and hid it again in order to have it in case of an emergency. Ziber then was given his gear for his training, an orange gi with the turtle symbol on it, and weighted gear that also included his weighted shell. He was given a second chance for a different life and his woke up on his bed, there were still thoughts that he was still asleep. The frost demon had been awoken by the sound of a loud thud made his eyes open. Ziber groaned as he moved out of his bed and over to one of the dressers on the other side of the room.
Ziber opened one of the drawers and pulled out a ice scraper to help him molt some of his bio armor. He had to do this every other day to fit into the clothes that Gyoza had given to him as the bio armor would try and push them outward. The frost demon's bio armor that was chipped off would degrade over time, leaving the gem parts around, Ziber would then take these "gems" and bury them near wear his former base to hid them from not just the others here, but anyone who had a longing for shiny things. After the deed was done, he then put on his weighted gear, all but the shell, and the turtle school gi, ready for another fun day of training and getting stronger. The frost demon made his way out the door and into the hallway towards the living room. As he went past, he could see that the table in the middle of the room had been moved, as if someone had been under there.
With a sigh, Ziber moved out of the front of the door as he saw the others were already up. He then walked up to stand next to Daiko and if he wasn't sensing around him, he appear that he sneak up on the saiyan as without the bio armor around his legs, his movements were more quiet. The frost demon listened as his rival greeted Gyoza and showed the wide amount of energy he had. Ziber could only smile seeing this as he greeted the both as well, revealing that he was behind the saiyan. "Yes, I'm also interested in what kind of training we will be doing today. Also, good morning to you both." After he gave his greeting to the two, the frost demon began to stretch his body to be ready for whatever his teacher would come up with. Along with that, the bio armor around his head moved to cover his mouth, forming a visor different from the tournament, being more minimal then before.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 560/560--><--BP: 165-><--Stamina: 700/700--> Location: In front of Kame Cabin Mood: Happy, A bit sleepy, Hungry, Excited Thinking: "Another energetic day here at the turtle school." With: Gyoza, Daiko
