thelastsaiyanprince:

electricjokester:

thelastsaiyanprince:

Vegeta didn’t respond, at least not verbally. He wasn’t sure what the dude was up to, but he wasn’t going to allow him too much room for an opening. As soon as he spoke up, Vegeta, hands still on the tree, moved his head out from behind it and tried finding him in the dark. Alas, it was pitch black.

With a grunt, he released a couple eye beams nearby, using the ignited blast to locate his enemy. Then he fired more as soon as he caught sight of him.

He hated it when people didn’t respond to his taunts. He didn’t like not getting  his way, and it made him huff, mixing it with a low snarl. Something was building up around the boy’s head though, and he took a couple of steps back and to the side, a beam narrowly missing him, but clipping his scarf.

Godamnit, he liked that scarf!

He kept a careful eye on the tree as he rounded it, placing his hand against a street light and stealing whatever wattage was trying to come back on. He had to finish this, those dumb humans cared about their internet and TV and someone would be called out soon. 

Vegeta just kept firing at him, but he had to move his head from one side of the tree to the other to keep aiming properly.

Staying still allowed him to notice that he was bleeding from the mouth. His impact with the concrete earlier had knocked one of his teeth out. And he was having a rather difficult time moving. It was going to be difficult to get out of this one.

And as soon as he heard vehicles on the way, he ducked behind and alley, outright dropping the fight to jog off.

He’d just kill the dumb brat, later.

sillyseaserpent:

electricjokester:

Y’mind if I skinny dip?

Skinny dip? Is that a human word? Tell me what it means!

It means I wanna swim naked. Capeeche?

thelastsaiyanprince:

Vegeta didn’t respond, at least not verbally. He wasn’t sure what the dude was up to, but he wasn’t going to allow him too much room for an opening. As soon as he spoke up, Vegeta, hands still on the tree, moved his head out from behind it and tried finding him in the dark. Alas, it was pitch black.

With a grunt, he released a couple eye beams nearby, using the ignited blast to locate his enemy. Then he fired more as soon as he caught sight of him.

He hated it when people didn’t respond to his taunts. He didn’t like not getting  his way, and it made him huff, mixing it with a low snarl. Something was building up around the boy’s head though, and he took a couple of steps back and to the side, a beam narrowly missing him, but clipping his scarf.

Godamnit, he liked that scarf!

He kept a careful eye on the tree as he rounded it, placing his hand against a street light and stealing whatever wattage was trying to come back on. He had to finish this, those dumb humans cared about their internet and TV and someone would be called out soon. 

sillyseaserpent:

leanmeanragemachine

electricjokester

thelastsaiyanprince

hannawolfcross

born-a-bloodsucker

Oh my gosh—Oh my gosh!! Hi!!!

I don’t see many people—This is so exciting!!!

Do any of you want to come swimming?!

Y’mind if I skinny dip?

thelastsaiyanprince:

electricjokester:

thelastsaiyanprince:

Vegeta had fought blind before. It was a surprise that someone on this planet had such an ability, so that, combined with the bolt, caught him off guard and the blast gave him a burning shock, a loud scream erupting as he took to the air to escape it.

As soon as he did, he rushed backward, gaining some distance and altitude. He figured if he stayed up high, he wouldn’t be found as easily — at least, not in the dark. In the meantime, he’d devise some plan of attack that didn’t involve levelling the city, making sure to keep himself quiet this time.

Now he opened his eyes, the little  boy’s veins lighting up to make a nice, visible figure in the sky. Can’t hide from me, you little shit. His hand forming a rather stereotypical gun (albeit with two fingers), he raised his arm in the sky and shot another one off, this one with a loud crack, akin to thunder.

He had a hard time moving out of the way of this one, and even with his blinding speed, he still wasn’t fast enough, only managing to delay the shock instead of avoiding it. Of course, he was a sitting duck so high up in the air.

He cried out in pain again, this time the shock lasting much longer and hurting much more, due to being in the air. With held breath, the Saiyan flew back down to the ground to allow the electricity to escape his body, slamming himself into the concrete. He had to think of something to disable these attacks or at least slow them down. He wouldn’t be able to get a hit in if he didn’t.

Clumsily, he got up and ran behind the nearest tree, grabbing onto it and slamming his tail to the ground again as a means to block more electricity. He couldn’t attack from there, though — he was beginning to feel his muscles giving out on him and the sprint over was difficult enough as it was.

His bright eyes never left the child, crouching and watching him with determination, now. All he likely had to do was shoot him once more, and he’d be a crisp.

But he apparently wasn’t entirely stupid, the little boy seemed to be grounding himself.

No matter, electricity burned, and he could simply set the tree on fire. It’d been a while, he was  used to firing bolts instead of commanding them from the sky, and he needed time to form the necessary clouds.

Instead, he thought he’d turn to taunt. 

“What’s the matter! Done already, running away!?”

keepcalmandsingyourswansong:

electricjokester:

keepcalmandsingyourswansong:

electricjokester:

keepcalmandsingyourswansong:

electricjokester:

Ooh, pretty lady came back~

Hello, dear…Have I met you before?

Dang, you really don’t remember me? Name’s Cissoon, I almost had a date with you.

Ah? Oh goodness, I am terribly sorry!! I have been rather busy lately.

Cissoon? Well it is lovely to meet you again.

-he pulled a lock of his hair behind his ear, giving her his best charming smirk.- Mm, what do  you say we set that back up?

[/ Odette smiled warmly, clearly not quite catching his exact drift. ] If I am able it would be lovely to go out somewhere.

Good, good, how’s the weekend sound?

thelastsaiyanprince:

electricjokester:

thelastsaiyanprince:

Vegeta had no idea what this guy had up his sleeve, but he stood prepared, but impatient. Well? Are you going to attack me? Or should I make the first move? He demanded, his tone commanding, which sounded rather strange coming from a child as small and young-looking as he was. His tail flicked about by his leg, smacking itself against the ground.

He had two choices; open his eyes to see where the kid was based on his nervous system and reveal himself, or keep them closed and track his voice.

Honestly the second one already made itself clear, the kid wouldn’t fucking shutup.

Then came the bolt- and electricity was fast, shooting out, at, well, lightspeed.

Vegeta had fought blind before. It was a surprise that someone on this planet had such an ability, so that, combined with the bolt, caught him off guard and the blast gave him a burning shock, a loud scream erupting as he took to the air to escape it.

As soon as he did, he rushed backward, gaining some distance and altitude. He figured if he stayed up high, he wouldn’t be found as easily — at least, not in the dark. In the meantime, he’d devise some plan of attack that didn’t involve levelling the city, making sure to keep himself quiet this time.

Now he opened his eyes, the little  boy’s veins lighting up to make a nice, visible figure in the sky. Can’t hide from me, you little shit. His hand forming a rather stereotypical gun (albeit with two fingers), he raised his arm in the sky and shot another one off, this one with a loud crack, akin to thunder.

dinosaursaresocool:

electricjokester:

dinosaursaresocool:

electricjokester:

Another kid.

God you can’t even walk  you’re gonna ruin my reputation by helping you

Don’t you have a mermom somewhere?

There are lots of kids in the world. At least you’re not at Chuck E. Cheese.

I don’t have a mom.

You don’t have a oouuuurrrgghhh… 

-the biggest problem here was he looked like a Hanna. Hell he probably was one, and if his Master heard he’d ignored one of those, he was in for it. So with another melodramatic groan and a flip of his *~*brilliant*~* red hair, he stalked over to pick the merthing up.-

Wh—! [he squeaks as he’s picked up] What’re you doing?

Where the heck do you live? Esu’d kill me if I left the likes of you on the street. 

thelastsaiyanprince:

Vegeta had no idea what this guy had up his sleeve, but he stood prepared, but impatient. Well? Are you going to attack me? Or should I make the first move? He demanded, his tone commanding, which sounded rather strange coming from a child as small and young-looking as he was. His tail flicked about by his leg, smacking itself against the ground.

He had two choices; open his eyes to see where the kid was based on his nervous system and reveal himself, or keep them closed and track his voice.

Honestly the second one already made itself clear, the kid wouldn’t fucking shutup.

Then came the bolt- and electricity was fast, shooting out, at, well, lightspeed.

dinosaursaresocool:

electricjokester:

dinosaursaresocool:

electricjokester:

Godamnit, another one- shouldn’t you be in the ocean or something?

Another one?

Mrrr, I wish.

Another kid.

God you can’t even walk  you’re gonna ruin my reputation by helping you

Don’t you have a mermom somewhere?

There are lots of kids in the world. At least you’re not at Chuck E. Cheese.

I don’t have a mom.

You don’t have a oouuuurrrgghhh… 

-the biggest problem here was he looked like a Hanna. Hell he probably was one, and if his Master heard he’d ignored one of those, he was in for it. So with another melodramatic groan and a flip of his *~*brilliant*~* red hair, he stalked over to pick the merthing up.-