Mine! Body and Soul! (OPEN)

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Pain in her heart and revenge on her mind The once Saiyan girl named Chisa feelings bleed through the pours of her new host body. The Purple plum colored Majin had just landed on the outskirt of the Saru City. Its main goal was to destroy any and everyone that stood in it way. The walking pace of the Majin was slow and steady as it closed the distance between itself and the front gates of the city.

Its small purple hands rested on its female shaped hips as it strolled in as though it was a movie star on the red carpet. The Majin had seemed all to calm during it approach. A first glaze one would most likely think she was nothing more that a alien from a distant planet that had happen to stubble across this humbling city.

Once she enter the City without as much as a loose stare she stood their looking upward in the sky waited. She just waited for something anything that would push her over the edge forcing her to start to release the Kai from inside her body and engaging in battle. Yet if someone would pop up and show her some kindness maybe the once kindred soul of Chisai would again see the light of day.

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Hey look! It's a bird, its a plane, its a... Saiyan with a drinking problem and his new Majin friend, is what someone might of said if anyone in the city actually knew Sohko or Kazama. Instead they only said it in Sohko's liquor powered imagination as the two travelers came in for a landing. Kazama, as always, flew in steady and completely under control, while his tailed friend landed in a less conventional manner. After a few missed attempts to land, effectively skipping like a stone across the pavement, Sohko came to an awkward landing, just catching himself before falling.

"Beautiful landing! The judges are giving it an 11/10. Absolutely deserving of a celebratory drink, wouldn't you say Harold?"

With what would amount to a nod from Harold, Sohko's named tail, the sayain pulls his trusty flask from his jacket pocket and takes quite a generous sip. As he drops his gaze and goes to wipe his mouth and beard with his forearm he freezes at the sight of a plum colored creature bearing a striking resemblance to his companion. The "Majin," as Kazama had classified himself as, stared curiously at him. Sohko immediately turns to his new friend.

"Hot damn Big Red, you didn't tell me there were MORE of you!"

Turning back to the purple Majin, Sohko notices... Let's say female characteristics. Whether because of his experience with Kazama or his elevated blood alcohol level, or possibly even a combination of the two, Sohko found her oddly appealing.

"Helloooooo Majin! What brings a fair creature like you to the city?"

He said with a smile that could melt a heart... Or, more realistically, make a bartender cut him off.

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"Hot damn Big Red, you didn't tell me there were MORE of you!"

Kazama turned quickly as he comprehended the comment that his drunken friend had made. After all of the drinking and the traveling to the capital city of Vegeta had to have gotten to his friend. Because as far as Kazama knew he was the only Majin that there was. But sure enough as he watched his friend walk over towards was a purple creature that look something like a female. Kazama though was awestruck, he was actually looking at what could only be another majin.

"I'll be damned...I am not alone..." Kazama muttered under his breath.

While he was happy on some level about seeing another majin there was something about this purple creature that caused him to stand on edge. There was something beneath the surface that was being shown.

Kazama though followed his friend's lead and began to walk over to the purple majin. Though keeping several steps in between himself and Sohko.

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As The two approached the fantast interwoven minded purple Majin she turned around acknowledging their presence. Her face was emotionless as she looked in the detection of the two. For a second she stood their with out a word to speak. The Majin mind and that of Chi had now began to merge as some slowly.

In the full mind of Chisai She had turned around with a huge smile on her face and her right hand out to great the two man. A small laugh would have followed. She would have then picked up on the over powering smell of liquor at the same time a macabre like smile was delivered to her by the drunken male. Her friendly honey yellow colored eye would then have spotted the other make who seemed to be avoiding her. Placing one hand behind her head and rubbing it slowly she would have opened her mouth and said " I'm pretty sure I don't bite, but I did miss lunch today!" she would then laugh out loud as she showed of her big beautiful pearly white smile.

Yet in Robata's full mind the Majin had turned around with a careless frown propped on it's face. Its hand rested motionless by its sides, its hands were slightly curled due to the Majin being completely relaxed. The smell of liquor would have made her frown turn into a snarl. She would have then tilted her head back and looking evilly at the man who had now giving her a eerie smile. Pulling her fist back she would have forcefully punched him. After the attack she would have picked up on the other who had kept his distance. She would then blow air out of her pour like holes softly turning around a walking away. Giving them both the ultimate violet cold shoulder.

Though both minds had their own separate ways of handling the encounter with the two new people that stood before both minds that dwelled in the plum colored body of a Majin a whole different outcome had played out. A stale face of bewilderness fell upon the face of the Majin as it focused on at the two males that stood in front of the Purple plum being. The smell of liquor floated it all the way to the Majin area it tilted its head back and holding out it's left arm. The palm was face out almost to say back up you smell bad. Taking it upon itself it took a step back now noticing the second man that was standing in the trail of the first guy. Balling the hand that was outward into a fist the purple humanoid said to the other Majin out loud plan and simple. I missed lunch Is he your next bite? it said in a soft sweet effeminate voice.

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Blinking with a curious passion, Sohko tried to understand the lither purple creature before him. The fact that she ignored him was nothing to new to the saiyan, being a drunk who didn't truly care about his appearance he was used to the rejection of women. Although, most of these women were saiyans and he usually got a little farther in the conversation before being spurned. Generally this spurning was paramount to a hard slap to the face, due in part to Sohko's crude and open nature when ingesting spirits, but he was glad the same had not occurred with this new female Majin. Lightly rubbing his swelled up eye he reflected on how Kazama had done the same during their lopsided fight. He did not wish to test the woman's backhand if it as as powerful as his friend's. Still, he was confused by what she had said, and decided to take a step back to confer with Kazama.

"Does she think I'm your snack or something? Because I'm not really cool with being a Lunchables... You know what, it's obvious she wants to talk to you, so just do me one favor will you?"

Kazama nods slowly with a guarded curiosity to what Sohko will ask as a favor.

"Let me know if she tastes like Grape bubblegum?"

He says as he shoots her a quick look accompanied with a smile. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he notices his true love; a female saiyan with a voluptuous tail that made his mouth water a lot a bit. Quickly Sohko skirted over a few yards away from the Majin pair to initiate a conversation, an idea Harold shook with excitement over.

"Well hello there, can I ask you a small question? Do your feet hurt? I only ask because you're tail and you have been running through my mind ALL damn day."

Yet he keeps one eye and an open ear on the pair, in the small chance that he was needed.

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About a minute later Sohko, his cheek reddened from his experience with the female saiyan, returns with someone new in tow. An android, although he looks identical to an average saiyan, except without a tail. With a exuberant smile, the pure blood saiyan approaches his Majin friend.

"Sorry bubaroo! Don't mean to interrupt but I have somebody I'd like you to meet! Dum dum dum duuuum!"

He announces as he turns to his side allowing Kazama a look at his new friend.

"This is Drexx, he's a freaking android! I tell you, I'm meeting all types of people these last couple days!"

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Drexx raises his hand in greeting, carefully eyeing the "bubblegum" creatures. He scans both the creatures and is surprised by how powerful they are.

Greetings "Magical Bubblegum people" I am Drexx, and yes, I am a "freaking android"

He looks from the plum colored one to the deep red one and back. They were interesting creatures, certainly not made out of bubble-gum but indeed the creatures were made out of something stretchy.

It's nice to meet both of you.

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This day was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. He had first arrived in Saru City with a drunk to find a ship in order to get off of the planet. Almost immediately after arriving Sohko spotted a deep plum creature which turned out to be another Majin, the first that Kazama had ever seen outside of himself, a creature which was puzzling him like nothing else. The feeling he was getting from her was that of conflict, he could tell that she was not entirely sure what to do. But even stranger was that he could sense a discrepancy in her power levels. Kazama was not sure how to explain it but he could just barely sense what he thought were two very different power levels. So when Sohko left the two of them alone while he went off to chase after a girl it was an awkward moment that Kazama had hoped to experience. Instead of talking the two of them just stared at each other as from what Kazama guessed they were sizing each other up.

Then only a few minutes later Sohko returns with a red cheek and a man that was following in toe. At first the thing that stuck out in the mind was that he could not accurately sense how much the power this man had. It made him uneasy being surrounded by creatures that were from in his experience were out to kill him. The man seemed friendly enough and was apparently an android.

But the comment was really what got to Kazama. He would be able to handle himself perfectly fine but Sohko had been calling him Big Red and various other gum references the entire time they had known each other. And now he had other people calling him a piece of gum as well.

Greetings "Magical Bubblegum people" I am Drexx, and yes, I am a "freaking android."

Kazama slowly walked over to the only man that he seemed to trust even a little bit and walked him away from the group for a moment. Far enough where he thought they would not be able to hear them.

"Two things. One I don't trust these two. There is just something about them that is not sitting right with me. The man is an android and that never means anything good where I come from. While she is just confusing me completely. The second thing is did you really tell him that we were magical bubblegum people you fucking drunk?" Kazama whispered in a harsh tone.

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Sohko wasn't a fan of his tone but he could understand, even with an elevated blood alcohol level, Kazama's frustration. After all, even though he had a tail, he did not like being called a monkey. However, he believed he did no wrong, given the circumstances.

"Whoa there buckaroo with all the hostility, and the foul language too! By kai, there is a lady present! Or at least a being with characteristics similar to that of a lady!"

Sohko gestured towards the purple creature a short distance away to solidify his point.

"Your killing my buzz bub. You know what you are made of? No? I'm a saiyan made of up blood, skin, muscle, bones with a side of sexy. What comprises you I ask?"

He pauses momentarily as if waiting for an answer that would never come for it did not exist.

"What's bubblegum like? Its surprisingly stretchy, impossibly durable and is ridiculously strong. You ever try to scrape that stuff off your boot? Its a freaking pain!"

These are points no one could argue, although you certainly won't see it on any Juicy Fruit billboards.

"You are a magical being and therefore not made up of known materials. You stretch, and you are durable and strong as hell! I compare you to bubblegum for lack of a better or more fitting descriptor, jeez. Not to mention is 'Big Red' is only a friendly nickname, not an insult."

Realizing that the speech coming from his mouth is becoming more intelligent by the second, Sohko laments that his powerful saiyan metabolism has indeed caused him to sober up.

"Ah rats. Look, as for trusting Drexx, I looked him in his mechanical eyes, past all the bells and whistles that he's comprised of and saw something that no other robot I've ever met had; a soul."

Knowing this would not convince his friend, who given his past is understandably untrusting, Sohko devises a plan free from the taint of alcohol, yet still insane.

"Hit me."

Sokho took a step back and held out his hands. Kazama tilted his head slightly to accompany a look of passive confusion.

"Look, obviously you are pissed at me and you've made it apparent that you don't trust Drexx. I can't speak on the Majin girl's behalf but I can speak on his. So lets kill two pterodactyls with one ki blast shall we? Work out your frustration and in turn watch Drexx's reaction to a relative stranger put in harm's way."

Sohko smiles deviously and then speaks loud enough to be heard by both spectators.

"C'mom, what do you say Big Red?"

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OK posting order is as follows

-Chisha Gosai
-Sohko
-Scorch
-Kazama

The area had stated to become way too crowded, way to fast the uneasiness that came with crowds over flowed in the plum colored Majin's body. This was an emotion that Chisha and Robata both shared. Chisha always hate big crowds growing up, seeing as her race the Sayians tried to turn everything in to a; Who can do this better that me contest every change the got. Every time she found herself in the middle of one she would either be placed in the spot light as the weakest one or she would just walk out feeling adequate about herself.

Robota's feeling whose were neutral only as an end result to the Saiyan girl that went by the name of Chisha was due to the way she was created and trained she had never had any really interaction with anyone other that her "brother" who was only seen from time to time. The only skill Robota was good as was fight an killing big groups, not speaking with them.

The Purple toned Majin started to walk away but its feet stopped like they were suddenly glued to the floor. She had come here to fight why would she walk way from a clear chance to start one. Trapped in her mind she couldn't decide if she should wait for a better chance to fight or if this was the perfect time. The mind of Chi~sha and the mind of Robota fought for a chance to take the drivers seat of the plum colored Majin. Little did either know the longer they fought the more there mind would meld into one normally processing brain.

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(EDITED: Please follow the posting order above. ;D )

While awaiting on Kazama's reaction to his idea, Sohko sees out of the corner of his eye the purple Majin turning and starting to walk away.

"No, wait, Madame!"

Then she stops, however Sohko doubts that it is a result of what he said. Something about her gives him a feeling of deep inner conflict. Inner conflict was something he understood to its fullest, even though he could tell her conflict was different than his own. His intuition is no doubt a result of his quickening sobriety. Seeing he stop and feeling her inner pain by a manner he can't understand, he looks at her face and it pulls on a heavily hidden memory causing something to rush over him.

"Gramma! Gramma, can we go to the forest? I want to see the aminals!"

His eyes move by a power not his own, he is but a prisoner within his own body. His gaze drops to that of an adorable little alien girl who's familiarity tugs at his brain, routing through the years of alcohol abuse, as if trying to find its anchor within his mind, an accompanying memory.

"Gramma! Gramma!"

He wonders why this darling little girl is calling him "Gramma" when he notices his hands. Hands that are not his own and are not under his control, just as the rest of his body is not. The hands are heavily wrinkled, stained by advanced age with liver spots.

"Of course dear, it is such a beautiful day for a trip through the forest."

The voice and the hands spark something within Sohko's separate, yet somehow connected, mind. A voice he's drank to forget, one he hears in the back of his mind. The voice of the angel on his shoulder that had been absent from his life up until that fateful day, and those hands... The hand that burned his skin with a dreadful curse that has forced him to become a better man. He relives a memory of the old mystic who fell upon his precious, and lost, blade in order to handicap him with her conscience.

Sohko blinks and the sights and sounds are gone and he is once more looking at the magical plum colored being. Blinking a few more times, he makes sure the memory will not again take hold of him. Without a moment's hesitation he lifts the flask to his lips and drowns the memories. Pushing them back, far back within the cavities of his mind and locking them in a drunken prison. He turns back to Kazama.

"DO IT!"

(Scorch, you're up.)

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Drexx stood there watching as Kazama pulled Sohko away. It was quite clear that his presence had made Kazama uneasy from the moment he landed. The deep red bubble-gum creature kept eyeing him with a sense of unease. It looked as if all parties involved, were in fact uneasy, except Drexx and Sohko.

Perhaps I am just causing problems. Drexx said to no one in particular.

The thought hardened Drexx's resolve. He decided he was better off alone. Drexx turned to leave but something stopped him. He looked over towards Sohko and was hit with a wave of emotions. Emotions he hadn't felt since his time with Benjin. This was his first friend. The first person to openly accept him for what he was, and someone who clearly needed protecting, not from outside forces necessarily but more so from himself. Drexx resigned himself to stay and protect Sohko, no matter the cost.

Sohko and Kazama seemed to be in a heated discussion. Drexx wondered if he should step in and say something, though the looks he kept getting from Kazama led him to believe that he would not be welcome. Drexx wondered, not for the first time, why people hated Androids the way they did. Did something calamitous happen in the past that made people feel the way they did?

The plum colored bubble-gum creature began to walk away, seeming to have had enough of the conversation and the group. At that moment something very interesting happened to Drexx's scanners. They went off the chart as he was looking at Sohko. It was as if everything in his scanners were telling him to both protect this Saiyan, and flee from him at the same time. It was clear Sohko at that moment was in need of more protecting that Drexx could offer. All at once it was gone and Drexx noticed Sohko take in another glup of his poison. Sohko appeared to shake away whatever it was that just happened. He then turned back to Kazama and yelled "DO IT"

What Kazama was supposed to be doing Drexx had no idea, but he got that feeling that whatever it was, it wouldn't be good for the already tense situation.

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Kazama watched as Sohko glanced up at the purple majin and then back at himself. Kazama knew he had to have been drunk because just moments earlier he had told the majin to hit him. Kazama had simply disregarded it as he heard the Android shift where he stood. He had heard something as well but was not sure what it was. Kazama looked over his shoulder to see the purple majin who still was putting him off. There was just something that did not sit right with him.

His vision quickly switched to the android who was still an anomaly to Kazama. He was not able to tell how powerful he was but it was really something else. Back at the moons the Mezos would use androids as a supplemental way to keep the slaves in line when they did not want to use his power. So to have something that was clearly created to destroy to stand in front of him and seem to give off the aura that he was benign did not equate to him. Most of all his eyes were the things that made him uneasy. They were cold, not in the way of evil, lifeless would be a better way to describe them.

That was when he heard Sohko next to him yell in his face.

"DO IT!"

Kazama closed his eyes as the large saiyan yelled in his face. Kazama wiped the spit off of his face with his forearm that had managed to escape Sohko's mouth. Kazama could feel his blood to boil as he turned to stand in a forty-five degree stance away from Sohko in order to see the two other people.

"I am only going to say this once. I want answers from both of you," Kazama said as he talked to Drexx and the purple majin. His attention first focussed on the android, "I want to know why a creature that was designed to destroy and keep slaves down has the audacity to present himself as peaceful."

His eyes shifted back to the purple majin, "And I want to know what your name is, why you are here, who created you and why the hell I sense two different power levels in you!" Kazama stated with a bit of frustration.

"If you have a problem with answering then consider it an invitation to be treated as an enemy. I am not playing right now."

Kazama glance back at Sohko who had a growing look of concern on his face as Kazama began to lose his temper.

"Oh yeah...Sohko..."

Suddenly Kazama's hand snapped backwards and hit Sohko in the crotch. The saiyan at first did not seem aware of what just happened before his hands snapped down and he fell back into a fetal position.

"I don't appreciate being spit on..." Kazama said as he turned his head back to the others. "Now answer." The majin stated as his face hardened.

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For what seemed to be hours the purple Majins mind was riddled with question after question. Why would the speak to me in such a manner, why do the can speak to me this way. Should I chat with them like a normal person. How should I kill them! Thoughts after thought inflated her head as she slowly turned around and walked up to Kazama who had not started speaking yet.


In the mind of Chisha, she wanted to conversation with all of them to find out what was going on here. why did this many people gather at once to a place like this. She wanted to solve the problem that mad everyone so tense and high strong. If Chisha had full control she would have stopped in from to Kazama smiled and placed out her hand as a greeting hand shake. her left hand would be rested on her hip palm outward and her fingers curled. she would have been leaning a bit forward as she gave him a cute teenage pop stare gaze before wink at him. This was by no means a flirting attempt for her just her normal everyday greeting.

Now If Robota had full possession of the body She would have stopped just in front of Kazama just as Chisha would have but instead of placing out a hand to shake she would have place out a hand full of Kai ready to blast him away from her. A evil smile would show up on her face as her left hand gathered more Kai to release yet another attack of the male.

However due to conflict of mind and interest what had really happened was The purple Majin walked up to Kazama stopping right in front of him. Her head tilted ever so slightly to the side as she greeted him with a model like smile. It was short lived however as reached out her hand it was not a open palm but a tightly woven fist the rushed not to Kazama abdomen but to Drexx. As she felt contact she forced a bit of Kai energy into his chest add a little more power to the attack. As the attack hit she would then lean forward just a bit with an energy ball resting in her palm that faced outward next to her side. With a slow turn to look back at Kazama she held the model like smile just before winking at him cutely. Unsure if this would make her out to be the bad guy are not one side of her was almost pleading for forgiveness and to forget what they had seen and the other side was begging for everyone to remember what just happened.

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Sohko saw strange colors and lights, so he tried to blink them away, all whilst cupping his boys. When the initial shock of pain wore off, almost as quickly as it came, anger seeped into its place. Rolling over onto his hands and knees, Sohko was unaware that his hands began clenching around the concrete beneath him, fingers digging through the hard material as they did. Anger spilled into hatred and his hatred betrayed him to his darkness within.

His pupils inexplicably begin to shrink and turn from brown to black and his normal white aura turned to black as it rose from his body at first like a slow flame at first but then quicker until it was a wildfire which tore from his skin. The deaths of thousands replayed through his mind like a genocidal compilation as the screams of his past victims rang in his ears like a sweet but bitter symphony. His teeth clenched so hard that speaking was impossible. Every muscle tightened creating a slight tremble about his body.

“No…”

Then an image came to him, of the mystic, her daughters, sons and grandchildren, standing before a eschewing light. The elderly woman looked at him with her piercing eyes. Her gaze held back the darkness and eventually the light overcame him once more, pushing the darkness deep back within her mind.

Taking deep, heavy breaths he slowly regains control, when out of the corner of his eye he sees a purple fist stretch and slam into the chest of his friend Drexx. Then he saw a ki explosion emit from the plum colored limb. Drexx flies back quickly regaining his balance and doing a back handspring before landing safely on his feet. Sohko sees the android look from Majin to Majin, as if trying to choose a target; the one who attacked his friend, or the one who attacked him?

His eyes begin to glow, as they did when he shot the flask from Sohko’s hand, but Sohko leaps forward, standing between Drexx and either target. One hand is held up, palm out, telling him to halt. The other, of course, is still cupping the boys.

“No Drexx, we are friends, fighting will lead nowhere.”

Sohko then drops to a knee, the pain from his recent assault surging back through his lower extremities.