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1 Star ball || Piccolo [in person]

[ Piccolo grunted as he sat up from his place on the ground. Wait...He shouldn't be sleeping! He was supposed to be finishing off that little brat Goku! Could this be another trick by Kami?! Piccolo frantically looked at his surroundings. He didn't seem to be in any sort of bottle...or rice cooker for that matter. It was just a pretty regular looking room, it did seem deserted and in rather poor upkeep. Like that mattered to Piccolo. In a mindless fit of rage he sent a blast at an old bedside table completely annihilating it]

DAMMIT KAMI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME! YOU'RE ONLY PROLONGING THE INEVITABLE! I WILL KILL THAT BOY AND TAKE MY PLACE AS RULER OF THE WORLD!

[Something didn't quite feel right, he could usually at least sense Kami regardless of being sealed away or transported or whatever trick he had done. Either way it did make him feel quite a bit better to get that off his chest, but no where near better enough. He then proceeded to storm out of the room pulling the door clean off it's hinges and then trowing it into a wall leaving a rather large crater and then blasting that into oblivion as well. He will probably continue his tantrum until someone or something distracts him]

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[Kuja grimaces and casts Protect, Shell and Veil on himself. This will get decidedly ugly in a few moments. Seeking escape he looks for a window. When he can't find one he ducks into a room and sits under a table. Wasn't that what you were supposed to do? Or was it a doorframe? Either way, he would hold on tight and hope for the best.

He watches as the building collapses, the explosion catching him within it's blast as well. He winces casting a curaga, before he even considers emerging. Dusting himself off he glares at the green man...thing.]

You pathetic fool. You believe that did you any good? You're on your last legs, give up and I won't have to make you regret ever talking to me in such a manner.

[oh yeah that last move really nailed it to him. He was on his feet but swaying like he could collapse at any moment. However he still manages to cackle like the insane moron he is]

N-never. Piccolo never bows to ANYONE got that? I'm...not... done yet...

[for the record he pretty much is]

[Kuja steps over to the other and folds his arms. He sighs and shakes his head. It's pathetic, but he's no different to him. Maybe their reasons are different but even so.]

Give me an apology and I won't ask you to bow.

[Piccolo scoffs.]

I'd rather DIE!

[Kuja raises his hand and begins forming a Holy Spell.]

Then I'll be more than happy to grant your wish you fool.

[Piccolo holds out his arm, yeah he's going to try and block it with one arm]

Hit me with everything you've got boy. You can't kill me.

[Kuja throws the holy spell towards him, not with intent to kill, but enough to knock him out. He knows how bad some of the people are around here, vultures to the corpse.]

Want to bet on that?

[Piccolo holds off the spell for a few moments before it completely butchered his arm, reducing it to nothing but a stub oozing purple blood. Piccolo lets out a yowl in pain and holds his bloody arm nub.]

heh... heh... did you... really think that... was going to... finish me?

[Kuja just smirks and crouches in front of him, cupping his face. His sharp nails deliberately digging in slightly.]

Of course not. I'm not even trying....purple is such an elegant colour..

Let me hear your screams, it'll please me so much~

[He's just going to dig those nails in, nice and deep.]

[Piccolo snarls shakes his head free and bite to offending hand, the nails left clear bloody marks on his face. And of course he coughs up some blood from one of the previous attacks,looks like his insides aren't in as good of condition as he would've prefered.]

G..go die.

[Kuja's eyes widen. His jovial smile turns to something twisted. He drags his nails down his face and just hisses in response.]

Never.

[He then makes a wild slash at his face, traces of a thundaga spell built up in his hand as he does so.]

[Piccolo lets out another yelp in pain followed by some groans. He finally falls on his knees, but refuses to go down completely.]

You...won't defeat me... I'm not done yet...

[Piccolo speaks as though he's half asleep he's obviously bordering on unconscious. Now if Kuja listens closely he could probably here some cracking noises as Piccolos bones reset themselves and some rather disturbing squishy noises as his organs repaired. His torso is also contorting and twisting to accommodate the new body parts]

[Kuja just watches him. Regen abilities? Interesting. But those groans, they were exquisite. Deciding to throw a spanner in the works he places his hand on his torso and applies pressure.]

Your requiem is quite the symphony..

[Getting up he takes a step back]

But if I take it now then I won't be able to hear it later. Decisions, decisions.

[It's at this point he casts just a cure on him, healing him only a little.]

You're quite entertaining, do you think I should indulge myself?

[Piccolo's eyes widen as his head rolls backward, he begins coughing up more blood as his organs begin to regenerate incorrectly.]

I'll kill you... I swear it... it might not be today... but I'll...kill you...

[With the healing cast his organs begin to regenerate a bit quicker as well, and without the hand in the way they begin doing so correctly]

[Kuja just laughs and chooses to sit down next to him, just watching him with a morbid fascination. He might not be much to look at, but the colour contrasts are quite spectaular.]

Of course you will, you did so well in this act. I'm afraid curtains fall. Maybe in the next one you will have a chance to shine. I doubt this however.

[Piccolo begins to slump forward a bit, the taxing energy cost of his regeneration finally getting to him. He's not unconscious yet, but he's getting there. He begins muttering unintelligibly, if listen to closely Kuja would notice that he's going from uttering death threats to speaking in a strange foreign language]

[Kuja just smirks and examines him closer. Whatever he is they don't have beings like him on Gaia. Definitely a different world.]

We shall see if you're worthy of a main role.

[Getting up he glances back over his shoulder to him and chuckles. He'll prove to be an interesting one.]

[And FINALLY Piccolo goes down with a thud. He was going to be in a world of pain for a quite a while after this. Regenerating ability or not

[Kuja sits there for a moment, what harm could it do? Surely he'd have learned by now. He casts a curaga on the other and just watches him for a minute.]

[ Piccolo stirs for a moment, then his eyes snap open as he scrambles to hi feet. And he was healed. Completely healed. And hey he has a good chunk of his energy back a well. That was a BAD MOVE RIGHT THERE. He instantly begins to cackle and focuses his energy on regenerating his arm. Alright now here goes the complicated process of regenerating an arm, Piccolo-style. First it requires a hunkered down stance, don't want that new arm throwing you off balance. Next there needs to be a great deal of sweat and veiny things popping up everywhere, nothing helps to fix a bleeding arm stub like getting the blood pumping faster. And now the most important part: an excessive amount of yelling, because we all know that yelling makes you stronger.]

[And there! out pops the new arm covered in some green goo-looking stuff, beautiful! Now lets have some more crazy laughter as he gets ready to fight again]

You've just signed your deathwish human!

[Kuja rolls his eyes. Not this again.]

You really haven't learned from your last lacklustre performance in the last act have you?

[Walking past him, he's completely uninterested anymore.]

Your face is boring me.

[Piccolo laughs again, only not as maniacal as usual, he needed to concentrate for this one. And lets do that SIGNATURE DBZ yelling for a while. You'll notice that he is now glowing and is getting larger... and larger... and larger... and AMG THERE'S A GIANT NAMEKIAN BEHIND YOU BRO! MIGHT WANT TO DODGE THAT FOOT!

[Kuja hears the crashing and jumps into the air levitating. Raising a hand he throws a Seraphic Star at him, another holy spell that gathers energy along it's path and explodes upon contact of it's target. Content that has Piccolo's attention he pushes his hair from his face, looking fairly annoyed.]

Is that anyway to thank the person who just healed you? Your manners are sorely lacking.

[Piccolo swatted the weird little star thingy, it stung but it didn't hurt quite as much as it would at his regular size.He turned to face Kuja and snarled]
I NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR PITY HUMAN!

[he fires a blast from his mouth to further the 'I DON'T LIKE YOU' point]

Edited 2010-09-16 01:19 (UTC)

1 Star ball || Piccolo [in person]

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AHAHAHHA! NO HE DIDN'T! [1/2]

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Oh you~

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now that i'm done spamming you inbox with edits....

XD s'fiiiine

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