'There's hell to pay...'
Character Names: Zarbon (Beautiful_Brute) and Kuja (featherdrequiem)
When: Backdated to before Zarbon's collaring and immediately following this post.
Location: The Lake
Summary: Kuja and Zarbon do battle! Who will win? Kuja
Ratings: There will be violence, but I assume nothing SUPER graphic? PG? PG-13?
Warnings: Violence and all that goes with it.
Zarbon landed beside the lake with a flourish and flipped his braid over his shoulder in typical fashion. He hadn't been intending to fight anyone today, not with the matter of the Dragon Balls resolved, but it seemed some people just didn't know how to mind their own business. It was becoming increasingly apparent that the Namekian Dende had an entourage of annoying allies, all of whom were quick to leap to his side. Really, it was quite frustrating how often Zarbon ran into these insects while trying to conduct a conversation with the Guardian. Was he incapable of handling matters on his own?
No matter, Zarbon surmised. He'd yet to meet anyone in this place who could begin to rival his power. If they wanted to continue their incessant chirping on the Namekian's behalf, then let them. He would teach them all a thing or two should they go out of their way to anger him, as this "Kuja" had. Honestly, it was as if the man hadn't heard about his ferocity in battle. If he was foolish enough to insult Zarbon's beauty, then he would reap what he sowed.
When: Backdated to before Zarbon's collaring and immediately following this post.
Location: The Lake
Summary: Kuja and Zarbon do battle! Who will win? Kuja
Ratings: There will be violence, but I assume nothing SUPER graphic? PG? PG-13?
Warnings: Violence and all that goes with it.
Zarbon landed beside the lake with a flourish and flipped his braid over his shoulder in typical fashion. He hadn't been intending to fight anyone today, not with the matter of the Dragon Balls resolved, but it seemed some people just didn't know how to mind their own business. It was becoming increasingly apparent that the Namekian Dende had an entourage of annoying allies, all of whom were quick to leap to his side. Really, it was quite frustrating how often Zarbon ran into these insects while trying to conduct a conversation with the Guardian. Was he incapable of handling matters on his own?
No matter, Zarbon surmised. He'd yet to meet anyone in this place who could begin to rival his power. If they wanted to continue their incessant chirping on the Namekian's behalf, then let them. He would teach them all a thing or two should they go out of their way to anger him, as this "Kuja" had. Honestly, it was as if the man hadn't heard about his ferocity in battle. If he was foolish enough to insult Zarbon's beauty, then he would reap what he sowed.