The Infection Begins...

[misterbrief]

Who: Bebi Vegeta and everyone who wanted to be involved with the Bebi Plot
What: Tuffle Infection Plot!
When: May 6th- May 12th
Where: Everywhere in Luceti
Summary: Bebi has infected some of the residents, who have infected other residents, who have infected...you get the idea.
Rating: R at the worst, if it's higher take it to somewhere else.

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It wasn't until the day of the sixth that Vegeta finally had been able to get out of bed after a few days of a high fever, and his agenda today included making visits around town, to see a few people he knew. A monumental day for him, or rather, the parasite controlling him.

To everyone else, the week started as normal. But as the days go on, more and more fall to infection. People go missing, for a day at most, but they come back. And they too, are sick, but not for long. Some make their way to go work on something important, but no one knows what. But there is something amiss, and only the residents can save themselves from coming under control of this parasite.

((Replies from Bebi Vegeta will come from reborntuffle!))

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[aerialassault]

[After the last few days of not seeing or hearing anything from Vegeta, his unannounced presence in the Battle Dome's observation areas was a surprise for the Klausian. For once, Cliff was there to actually train-- the village had been too quiet in recent weeks, and he figured that it was high time to actually work on the little project he had going with Vegeta.]

Yo, [he said with a little wave upon exiting the chamber, obviously worn down by using skills he doesn't commonly practice.] What are you doing out here, old man? Can't keep up with us younger guys?

[He was teasing, but it was all in good fun...and so he could ignore the nagging feeling that something was off. Surely it had just been a minor field trip that had kept Vegeta away and nothing more.]

[misterbrief]

[Who is that. Quite the tall one, and must know the Saiyan...as he talks to Cliff he'll be getting more info on Cliff from Vegeta's memories.]

[He chuckles lightly, looking back at the Klausian.] I wouldn't have a problem showing you otherwise, foolish one.

[aerialassault]

['Foolish one'? That was an odd turn of phrase to come out of the Saiyan, in Cliff's experience. Oddly stilted and vaguely archaic...but, it wasn't too far out there if Vegeta was just in a bad mood.

Cliff grinned, brushing it off.]

What, is that a challenge?

[He chuckled, his own eagerness for a possible spar and curiosity about the man's intention winning out over his plan for a quick break.]

[misterbrief]

It may entertain me for a while. Why not. [Excellent. An opportunity to enslave another.]

This shouldn't last longer than three minutes.

[aerialassault]

Let's up the ante here-- I'll go it for five.

[This was a challenge now. There was no way he could back down.]

[misterbrief]

Hahaha! I don't think so. [It seems Vegeta has analyzed this man's fighting techniques before- he's not worried.]

Come, let's just see what you've got. [He goes over to the panel, quickly setting up an area to fight in, and walks arrogantly inside, expecting Cliff to follow.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff did follow, after a brief moment of hesitation. The mood felt oddly tense-- but, he's been itching to properly stretch his muscles, and there are few people in town he can do that with.]

We'll see. I ain't as fast or as strong as you, but I'm still pretty good.

Wanna lay out any ground rules before we get rolling?

[misterbrief]

You know what they say, there are no rules in love and war. So I'd say no.

[The setting he's picked is very unlike what Vegeta would normally choose- a very large circular pod sat in the middle, and he opens the door on it and climbs inside.]

I figured I'd show you where I train back on Earth. Someone else with some knowledge of technology around here might appreciate it.

[aerialassault]

Oh, really?

[Cliff eyed the strange pod with an arched brow, curious about what could be hidden inside it's walls.

He followed his friend inside, no questions asked.]

What sorta thing is this?

[misterbrief]

It's a gravity chamber. See this? [He walks over to a panel, quite large with a giant display screen.] Had the Malnosso been intelligent enough, this could have gone up to four hundred and fifty times Earth's gravity. But of course, they're not, so we don't get to use that feature.

[But the real reason was because inside here, no one peeking in on the simulation from the observation deck could see their fight, and Cliff's demise.]

[aerialassault]

[Four hundred and fifty? Cliff whistled, long and low, in a show of how impressed he was.]

That's crazy, man. Earthlings back home can barely handle a few times their natural level without lots of build up or risking getting sick. My world's at three times their level, and you don't see many tourists from off world.

...How the hell do you even manage with this thing?

[misterbrief]

Hah, I trained in here before I became a... super saiyan. [It's like poison for Bebi to even call himself that, but whatever he had to do, he'd do.]

The training was rough, and nearly tore my body apart, but it did the job. Now. Why don't we begin?

[aerialassault]

[He had a hunch that something wasn't right here-- the way Vegeta spat out his racial identity sent up a warning flare...but, there was a rare opportunity here.]

Alright, [Cliff said, smacking his fist into an open hand.] Let's see how nasty this bad boy is.

[misterbrief]

[Nodding, he gets ready and sets back into a fighting stance. Bebi doesn't plan on doing much to Cliff, just like what he did with Fayt. In fact, he doesn't wait for Cliff to be ready either, he takes off in a blitz- and punches right at Cliff's jaw.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff barely had a chance to notice the blow before it impacted his jaw with a white-hot burst of pain and sent him careening backwards. Staggering from the shock of the blow, it took an effort of will to remain standing.]

What-- what the hell?!

[misterbrief]

What? You just got hit. I thought you were ready.

[He stops. And then stands there, smirking.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff scowled, drawing himself up to his full height, and spat on the ground nearby. Now, he was mad.]

And I thought you were gonna show me how your toy works. It's pretty lame if all you do is smash people around inside it!

[misterbrief]

I already told you. It doesn't work properly here. I was referring to the fight, ahahahaha.

[His smile grows more wicked. He had no intention in showing Cliff at all how the gravity machine worked.]

[aerialassault]

Well, if it's a fight you're really lookin' for-- here goes!

[Dead serious now, Cliff launched off into a full charge, intent on returning the favor of having a fist smashed into his face.]

[misterbrief]

[Bebi's ready for him, and sidesteps the charge, moving just so to try to use the man's own momentum to try to trip Cliff, his foot sweeping under the Klausian.]

[aerialassault]

[Gravity took over-- dazed from the initial punch, Cliff barely managed to catch himself before he collided with the hard flooring. Bracing his hands on the floor, Cliff blindly lashed out with a sharp kick in retaliation.]

[misterbrief]

Heheheheh..... [He laughs quietly, letting the kick connect and hit him. He backs up a few steps, but he's still looking at Cliff with an evil grin.]

You really can't do much more than that, can you? This is going to be easier than I thought...

[aerialassault]

[Cliff pulled his way onto his feet, blue eyes narrowed and blazing with rage.]

Don't get so cocky, jackass!

[Pulling his ki into his fists, he made a leap and hurled the burning, uncontrolled energy at the man. Whatever was going on in this place, it sure wasn't pretty anymore. Cliff was done with games.]

i hope i got the attack cliff just used right, i'm not sure lemme know if i'm wrong

[misterbrief]

[He stands there, looking up at the burning attack coming down at him, and doesn't move. The attack lands, the energy bursting around him, engulfing its target in a blaze. There's a flash of light and the sound of it rocks the room, leaving nothing but a dust cloud in its wake...]

((OoC: Also, lemme know what the hell that attack just did to him because I DUNNO CLIFF'S ATTACKS THAT WELL YET ;; ))

Cliff is just sorta...winging things atm. Vegeta's kicks hurt!!

[aerialassault]

[Cliff grit his teeth, pulling himself into a guarded fighting stance and kept his focus solely on Vegeta.]

What's your game, man? [he growled, spitting out the words as if they were acid. C'mon, give him a reason to make sparks fly.]