Post by Piyano on Jan 13, 2017 20:22:04 GMT -5
Satan City was a famous place on the blue planet of Earth. Renamed long ago after a legendary human hero named Mr. Satan the large city was now known for its many tournaments of strength and skill, its fine shopping and restaurants, as well as the many other tourist attractions in the area. Today Piyano found himself in the night life of the grand city to deliver a crate of silver metal kegs to a local bar in the area. The six hundred pound crate of metal barrels wasn't even a challenge for Piyano to lift and carry over his head so the Namekian had made his delivery in record time this day. After collecting from the the bar owner a nice stack of zeni Piyano knew that he would easily have enough currency from this payment to last him the month. Tucking his financial gains away into his clothes the Namekian said his farewells to the barkeep, a gruff old Zoanthrope giraff-man named Sputz, and headed off into the night life of Satan City.
Piyano had been to Satan City several times beforehand, but never had the Namek been within the city limits during the late night hours. Much like every city of substance on Earth Satan City was a whole different environment when the sun went down. Some cities grew dangerous in the dark as criminals came out to inhabit the night, others simply fell into a realm of silence as all the people slumbered. Satan City however seemed even more alive than it did during the day, throngs of humans, zoanthropes, and many other species roamed the streets in thick crowds. Alcohol filled the air and everyone danced, partied, and sang songs. Piyano knew not if a festival was taking place this night or if the city was simply like this during the night? The Namekian choose to explore the wild scene however as he had only seen such a happy gathering of humans in mass a single time before, and that had been at the coronation of the planets new queen.
So Piyano walked among the humans for hours, the Namekian was offered drinks by the many happy and inebriated humans running around. This was the first night Piyano had ever tried human alcohol, the liquid burned his insides all the way down his throat and made the green alien cough from the strong effects of the drink. Several nearby men and women laughed at his inexperience, but all was in good nature fun and soon Piyano found himself laughing along with the crowds. On another street Piyano found large groups of humans in the motions of dance, no coordination seemed to control the many dancers as they all moved to a rhythm in their own manner of choosing. Music filled the street as speakers hanging on the outside of shops all released a steady beat. On the fringes of the crowd at first Piyano felt a hand grab his wrist and pull him into the crowd. At first the Namekian looked around in shock and worry, but no attack came. Simply people dancing happily round him as he stood their like a stiff board. Looking around Piyano learned he was not the only person to be pulled into the dance as several others looked just as confused as he. A cheer erupted from every dancer in the group, whether they could see Piyano and the other non-dancers or not. The crowd cheering in one voice for them to let themselves go and join in the flow of the music.
Watching the movements of those around him Piyano started to learn their motions, and soon even his feet were tapping to the beat of the song. The Namekian took the crowds advise and fell into the music, feet and hips moving in dance. It mattered not whether Piyano displayed skill in his movements, the Namekian simply had fun beside the gathering of dancers. For a full hour the Namekian danced with these strangers, and Piyano in a strange way felt at home. Most of the time Earth was very different than Namek, yet every once and a while Piyano felt himself surprised by the humans. Sometimes the race proved themselves to be not so different from Namekians. Smiling and breathing heavy from the dancing Piyano finally worked his way through the crowd to the next street, eagerly awaiting to see what else the night life of Satan City had to offer.
More drinking was happening at this new scene, but Piyano found himself more interested in a section of the street that had been cordoned off by thick yellow tape. The area drew quite a following, and many cheers sounded from those observing the mystery event. Curious Piyano strolled over to the scene, his height allowing him to look over the crowd with ease. A long range had been set up with three thick bulleyes arranged along one end. A man with a microphone stood to a side announcing events and two humans stood holding long knives. "And can we get a third competitor! Come one, come all, come anyone who seeks a challenge and a chance to win some zeni!" the announcer shouted over his microphone, his voice booming loudly for everyone on the street to hear. With such a offer on display Piyano simply couldn't help himself as he politely pushed through the crowd. "I'll be your third." the Namekian offered, hoping to have as much fun with this contest as he had with the dancing. Stepping into the range Piyano was handed a set of knives similar to the other contestants. Piyano looked at the weapons strangely, the Namekian had never had training with bladed weapons before. A KI using people, Namek had evolved beyond the use of weapons long ago. Only staves were still in use, and they mostly served as a means of focusing magic.
"OKAY! now that we have three competitors its time to begin! The rules are simple folks, each man must throw their knives into the Bullseye. Center hits are worth a hundred, the inner ring is worth seventy five, and the out ring is worth only fifty. Each thrower is only allowed a single miss before they are disqualified." the announcer said signalling the start of the game. Picking up one of his five knives Piyano watched curiously as the first human made a lazy throw, cocking his arm back and flinging his knife forward to strike the inner ring. The next man displayed his cocky attitude as he flicked his blond hair about and blew a kiss to a woman in the crowd. The man didn't even look at the bullseye as he threw his first knife directly into the center. Piyano was impressed by the display, if not by the man himself. Looking at the bullseye before him Piyano cocked back his arm and threw a knife hard. The slender blade struck his bullseye at the very edge of the inner ring, than continued to send the whole bullseye flying back into the brick wall of a shop with a thunderous crash.
The crowded cheered at the Namekian's amazing strength, even though his aim had been the poorest of the three competitors. "Ahhh... excuse me folks, it seems we need to reset the stage a bit haha~." the announcer said with shock clearly lighting up his features. A group of assistants left the crowd and moved to gather the bullseye Piyano had sent flying, during this the announcer edged up to the Namekian man. "Hey buddy, maybe use a little less power next time huh? We don't want to hurt nobody." the man said, his voice completely different sounding when he wasn't using his microphone. Soon enough everything was reset and the competition was back under way. The first thrower again struck the inner ring, a smirk on his face showing he was quite pleased with himself. The blond man however immediately killed that grin, as he sent his second blade soaring into the center again. Gently lifting a knife Piyano started to cock back his arm again, but stopped before he even got the blade over his antenna. "Throw soft..." the Namekian muttered to himself as he took a new position. holding the knife by its handle Piyano worked the object between his thumb and middle finger than sent the knife out with a flick of his wrist. The blade shot out like a bullet to land quivering point first just within the center of his target. More cheers rose from the crowd at Piyano's display, and both his competitors had worried looks crawl over their faces.
The next two throws went much the same, the first thrower only hitting the center once, the blond man however hit the center target every time. Piyano managed two more hits to the center as well. The first man didn't even try his fifth toss, instead the drunk human angrily stormed away knowing even if he hit the center he couldn't mathematically win. Piyano waited patiently to watch the blond man take his throw, the human had put every shot into the center with amazing accuracy and Piyano was curious to see what the golden haired man would do now. So it came as a surprise to the Namek when the man turned to him, bowed, and requested that Piyano take his final throw first. The Namekian had not been expecting this, but figured it couldn't hurt him to throw first. Readying his final blade Piyano got into his finger flicking position, only to find there was a new problem that awaited him. With three knives in the center of his bullseye the man had no place to land his shot. Looking to the blond mans target Piyano noticed for the first time that his opponent had thrown his knives in a pattern that allowed for four blades to line up in the circle. Looking back to his own target Piyano saw that there was nothing he could do to land in the center, his other throws had blocked his path. Sighing in defeat Piyano flicked his blade forward, hoping for the best.
The knife rocketed in and struck the very edge of the center-to-inner ring marking. It was the closest throw Piyano could manage and he accepted his seventy five points. Knowing he had lost Piyano turned to watch the blond human's throw anyway. The man seemed far to cocky for Piyano's liking, but he also displayed great skill and talent that the Namekian couldn't ignore. The blond actually took aim this time as he prepared to throw, and Piyano watched curiously. If their was a way for the human to hit the center than Piyano simply couldn't see it. Than with a fast toss the knife spun tip over hilt directly into the base of the very first blade the human had thrown. Knife stacked on top of knife the crowd cheered wildly at the incredible throw, even Piyano found himself clapping for his opponent after such a skillful maneuver. "OH WHAT A SHOW LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Once again Kuriu the Blond Marksmen takes the competition! Let us not forget however Piyano the Namekian! He put up a good show in his own right didn't he!" The announcer said as first palce and runner up prizes where given out to the two men.
Soon after the event the crowd started to file away and Piyano found himself staring hard into the bullseye's of himself and his blond opponent, simply amazed to see how the weaker mans skill had triumphed over Piyano's strength. In the end the Namekian could only grin as he tucked his second place winnings away with the rest of his zeni. Today had been a good learning event for Piyano, sometimes strength alone wasn't enough to win out in the end. Choosing to view his loss as a chance to grow better the Namekian turned away from the targets and continued to walk the night life filled streets of Satan City, searching for other fun wonders to fill the time.
End.
Word Count: 2019
PL: 51,590
Medium Weighted Clothes: 25,795
Zeni please!
Piyano had been to Satan City several times beforehand, but never had the Namek been within the city limits during the late night hours. Much like every city of substance on Earth Satan City was a whole different environment when the sun went down. Some cities grew dangerous in the dark as criminals came out to inhabit the night, others simply fell into a realm of silence as all the people slumbered. Satan City however seemed even more alive than it did during the day, throngs of humans, zoanthropes, and many other species roamed the streets in thick crowds. Alcohol filled the air and everyone danced, partied, and sang songs. Piyano knew not if a festival was taking place this night or if the city was simply like this during the night? The Namekian choose to explore the wild scene however as he had only seen such a happy gathering of humans in mass a single time before, and that had been at the coronation of the planets new queen.
So Piyano walked among the humans for hours, the Namekian was offered drinks by the many happy and inebriated humans running around. This was the first night Piyano had ever tried human alcohol, the liquid burned his insides all the way down his throat and made the green alien cough from the strong effects of the drink. Several nearby men and women laughed at his inexperience, but all was in good nature fun and soon Piyano found himself laughing along with the crowds. On another street Piyano found large groups of humans in the motions of dance, no coordination seemed to control the many dancers as they all moved to a rhythm in their own manner of choosing. Music filled the street as speakers hanging on the outside of shops all released a steady beat. On the fringes of the crowd at first Piyano felt a hand grab his wrist and pull him into the crowd. At first the Namekian looked around in shock and worry, but no attack came. Simply people dancing happily round him as he stood their like a stiff board. Looking around Piyano learned he was not the only person to be pulled into the dance as several others looked just as confused as he. A cheer erupted from every dancer in the group, whether they could see Piyano and the other non-dancers or not. The crowd cheering in one voice for them to let themselves go and join in the flow of the music.
Watching the movements of those around him Piyano started to learn their motions, and soon even his feet were tapping to the beat of the song. The Namekian took the crowds advise and fell into the music, feet and hips moving in dance. It mattered not whether Piyano displayed skill in his movements, the Namekian simply had fun beside the gathering of dancers. For a full hour the Namekian danced with these strangers, and Piyano in a strange way felt at home. Most of the time Earth was very different than Namek, yet every once and a while Piyano felt himself surprised by the humans. Sometimes the race proved themselves to be not so different from Namekians. Smiling and breathing heavy from the dancing Piyano finally worked his way through the crowd to the next street, eagerly awaiting to see what else the night life of Satan City had to offer.
More drinking was happening at this new scene, but Piyano found himself more interested in a section of the street that had been cordoned off by thick yellow tape. The area drew quite a following, and many cheers sounded from those observing the mystery event. Curious Piyano strolled over to the scene, his height allowing him to look over the crowd with ease. A long range had been set up with three thick bulleyes arranged along one end. A man with a microphone stood to a side announcing events and two humans stood holding long knives. "And can we get a third competitor! Come one, come all, come anyone who seeks a challenge and a chance to win some zeni!" the announcer shouted over his microphone, his voice booming loudly for everyone on the street to hear. With such a offer on display Piyano simply couldn't help himself as he politely pushed through the crowd. "I'll be your third." the Namekian offered, hoping to have as much fun with this contest as he had with the dancing. Stepping into the range Piyano was handed a set of knives similar to the other contestants. Piyano looked at the weapons strangely, the Namekian had never had training with bladed weapons before. A KI using people, Namek had evolved beyond the use of weapons long ago. Only staves were still in use, and they mostly served as a means of focusing magic.
"OKAY! now that we have three competitors its time to begin! The rules are simple folks, each man must throw their knives into the Bullseye. Center hits are worth a hundred, the inner ring is worth seventy five, and the out ring is worth only fifty. Each thrower is only allowed a single miss before they are disqualified." the announcer said signalling the start of the game. Picking up one of his five knives Piyano watched curiously as the first human made a lazy throw, cocking his arm back and flinging his knife forward to strike the inner ring. The next man displayed his cocky attitude as he flicked his blond hair about and blew a kiss to a woman in the crowd. The man didn't even look at the bullseye as he threw his first knife directly into the center. Piyano was impressed by the display, if not by the man himself. Looking at the bullseye before him Piyano cocked back his arm and threw a knife hard. The slender blade struck his bullseye at the very edge of the inner ring, than continued to send the whole bullseye flying back into the brick wall of a shop with a thunderous crash.
The crowded cheered at the Namekian's amazing strength, even though his aim had been the poorest of the three competitors. "Ahhh... excuse me folks, it seems we need to reset the stage a bit haha~." the announcer said with shock clearly lighting up his features. A group of assistants left the crowd and moved to gather the bullseye Piyano had sent flying, during this the announcer edged up to the Namekian man. "Hey buddy, maybe use a little less power next time huh? We don't want to hurt nobody." the man said, his voice completely different sounding when he wasn't using his microphone. Soon enough everything was reset and the competition was back under way. The first thrower again struck the inner ring, a smirk on his face showing he was quite pleased with himself. The blond man however immediately killed that grin, as he sent his second blade soaring into the center again. Gently lifting a knife Piyano started to cock back his arm again, but stopped before he even got the blade over his antenna. "Throw soft..." the Namekian muttered to himself as he took a new position. holding the knife by its handle Piyano worked the object between his thumb and middle finger than sent the knife out with a flick of his wrist. The blade shot out like a bullet to land quivering point first just within the center of his target. More cheers rose from the crowd at Piyano's display, and both his competitors had worried looks crawl over their faces.
The next two throws went much the same, the first thrower only hitting the center once, the blond man however hit the center target every time. Piyano managed two more hits to the center as well. The first man didn't even try his fifth toss, instead the drunk human angrily stormed away knowing even if he hit the center he couldn't mathematically win. Piyano waited patiently to watch the blond man take his throw, the human had put every shot into the center with amazing accuracy and Piyano was curious to see what the golden haired man would do now. So it came as a surprise to the Namek when the man turned to him, bowed, and requested that Piyano take his final throw first. The Namekian had not been expecting this, but figured it couldn't hurt him to throw first. Readying his final blade Piyano got into his finger flicking position, only to find there was a new problem that awaited him. With three knives in the center of his bullseye the man had no place to land his shot. Looking to the blond mans target Piyano noticed for the first time that his opponent had thrown his knives in a pattern that allowed for four blades to line up in the circle. Looking back to his own target Piyano saw that there was nothing he could do to land in the center, his other throws had blocked his path. Sighing in defeat Piyano flicked his blade forward, hoping for the best.
The knife rocketed in and struck the very edge of the center-to-inner ring marking. It was the closest throw Piyano could manage and he accepted his seventy five points. Knowing he had lost Piyano turned to watch the blond human's throw anyway. The man seemed far to cocky for Piyano's liking, but he also displayed great skill and talent that the Namekian couldn't ignore. The blond actually took aim this time as he prepared to throw, and Piyano watched curiously. If their was a way for the human to hit the center than Piyano simply couldn't see it. Than with a fast toss the knife spun tip over hilt directly into the base of the very first blade the human had thrown. Knife stacked on top of knife the crowd cheered wildly at the incredible throw, even Piyano found himself clapping for his opponent after such a skillful maneuver. "OH WHAT A SHOW LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Once again Kuriu the Blond Marksmen takes the competition! Let us not forget however Piyano the Namekian! He put up a good show in his own right didn't he!" The announcer said as first palce and runner up prizes where given out to the two men.
Soon after the event the crowd started to file away and Piyano found himself staring hard into the bullseye's of himself and his blond opponent, simply amazed to see how the weaker mans skill had triumphed over Piyano's strength. In the end the Namekian could only grin as he tucked his second place winnings away with the rest of his zeni. Today had been a good learning event for Piyano, sometimes strength alone wasn't enough to win out in the end. Choosing to view his loss as a chance to grow better the Namekian turned away from the targets and continued to walk the night life filled streets of Satan City, searching for other fun wonders to fill the time.
End.
Word Count: 2019
PL: 51,590
Medium Weighted Clothes: 25,795
Zeni please!
