Sha Gojyo (
erogappa) wrote in
thenearshore2016-07-25 10:45 am
You shut your mouth! How can you say--
Who: Gojyo and Speed of Sound Sonic
What: FIGHT
When: Afternoon of 8 April
Where: The field of pink glowing cherry blossoms
Warnings: Previous threads with these two have involved asexual erasure and accusations of pedophilia, so those might recur here. Will update as needed.
[ He's been practicing with the staff.
It's still a stupid weapon -- the staff itself is fine, even if the pine cone on the end will never be anything but ridiculous -- but at least he's beginning to get a feel for the way the power he's been granted works. It's not just a matter of point-and-shoot: he has to put his own will in there. It's not unlike the way he used to put his will into shakujyo; the whirling blade on its infinite chain had responded as much to his desire as his actions.
It's the same thing here. Staff in hand, he teleports to a spot about fifty feet above the cherry blossom grove, then down, carefully, to just above the ground. (He's still working on his aim when it comes to poofing around, okay?) Slow, he tells the staff, thinking of how it would look. Sonic, moving faster than the eye can see, but then slowed. Slowed to a speed Gojyo can respond to, slowed even further than that, slowed like he's moving through mud. Slow slow slow.
If it doesn't work, he can always run. At least here there's nobody around to put at risk. ]
What: FIGHT
When: Afternoon of 8 April
Where: The field of pink glowing cherry blossoms
Warnings: Previous threads with these two have involved asexual erasure and accusations of pedophilia, so those might recur here. Will update as needed.
[ He's been practicing with the staff.
It's still a stupid weapon -- the staff itself is fine, even if the pine cone on the end will never be anything but ridiculous -- but at least he's beginning to get a feel for the way the power he's been granted works. It's not just a matter of point-and-shoot: he has to put his own will in there. It's not unlike the way he used to put his will into shakujyo; the whirling blade on its infinite chain had responded as much to his desire as his actions.
It's the same thing here. Staff in hand, he teleports to a spot about fifty feet above the cherry blossom grove, then down, carefully, to just above the ground. (He's still working on his aim when it comes to poofing around, okay?) Slow, he tells the staff, thinking of how it would look. Sonic, moving faster than the eye can see, but then slowed. Slowed to a speed Gojyo can respond to, slowed even further than that, slowed like he's moving through mud. Slow slow slow.
If it doesn't work, he can always run. At least here there's nobody around to put at risk. ]

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[Once his feet settle on the ground, he cocks his hips to one side, looking over his shoulder at Gojyo with a confident smirk]
Are you really sure you want to do this with me? After the way I expressed more interest in a fight than sex?
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Sorry, I didn't get that. Say it again, only... [ And he looks right up at Sonic, concentrating everything he's got into the attack as he jabs the pine cone end of the staff in Sonic's direction. ] ...slower!
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[It doesn't actually hurt. He doesn't actually feel any different, as far as he can tell. Hm, no, that's not true. He feels kind of bored. That's a good word for it. He feels incredibly bored. He looks at his hands as if they hold the answer, turning them over slowly, then he looks up at Gojyo, his nose scrunched up in confusion.]
Was that supposed to do something?
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You tell me.
[ His pose and tone are still cocky, but inwardly he's nothing but unsure. Sonic isn't horny or furious, which is good, but he doesn't seem to be moving in slow motion either.
Cautiously, Gojyo takes a step forward, staff still held at the ready. ]
Seem to recall you had a lot you wanted to tell me. Want t'say it now to my face?
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[He looks at the staff.]
[He looks up at the sky and takes a deep breath, then shrugs]
Not really. I never really cared to begin with. You were the one who was making a big deal out of everything. I was kind of just hoping for a fun fight, but now that I'm here...
[He shrugs again and flops down at the back of the tree, folding his arms behind his head] That sounds boring. I'm not interested in boring fights. Too much work for no payout.
[A very small part of him is worried about the fact that he feels this way. It's a familiar feeling, so much like the ennui he was feeling before Saitama came into his life, and he thought he'd gotten past that. He didn't want to fall back into that depression again, but ugh, all he really wanted to do was sleep.]
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He takes another step closer, closing the distance between them until Sonic is just a few feet away. ]
Not even if I say that your dick's probably fallen off from neglect?
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[he pauses, then lifts his head, arching an eyebrow at Gojyo] Unless, of course, you're interested in having sex with me yourself.
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He can kick a man a hell of a lot in ten minutes. ]
You keep sayin' shit like that. I'm startin' to think that line about not bein' into people is a big fat lie. [ He reaches out one leg and kicks the bottom of Sonic's foot, just enough to get his attention. ] It's all right. You can admit that you want a piece of Sha Gojyo.
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[He snorts again, dropping his head back into place] As if. I just know that I'm an incredibly attractive individual with a body type that appeals to many people.
I mean look at me. [he stretches himself out, pulls his hair out of its topknot, and rolls out in front of the tree, lying on his side and propping himself up on one arm. His other hand slides over the curve of his hip, smirking sleepily up at Gojyo through his bangs] Deny it all you want, but you and I both know that I'm beautiful.
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Don't flatter yourself. [ He kicks Sonic's foot again, a little bit harder. ] C'mon, get your ass up. You were gonna fight me, come fight me.
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Nope, don't want to. [he yawns, rolling onto his stomach and folding his arms beneath his head] You're not worth my time.
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Oi.
[ He kneels down, right in Sonic's line of vision. ]
Next time you decide to say some shit about me? [ And he reaches out to flick Sonic in the forehead. ] Remember this.
[ It's not quite as satisfying as beating Sonic's beautiful ass into a whole new shape, but he can't kick a man while he's down. It just wouldn't be right. ]
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You started it when you called me a pedophile. Why do you even hate me so much? I didn't think being scolded about alcohol at a kid's party was that big of a deal.
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[ Only too aware that the clock is ticking down, Gojyo banishes his staff and pulls a cigarette out of his pocket. Half the cigarette should be about two minutes, then he needs to go, no matter what. Sonic's too fast otherwise. ]
You're just a nosy asshole who can't take responsibility for his own actions.
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[He might be sleepy, but he knows he'd take responsibility for anything he might have done. Nosy, he'll agree with, he considers it his job to be nosy, but he's not a coward. What could he have possibly done to make Gojyo think this way?]
...You disappeared while we were playing. Did I scare you?
[because that is the only other thing he can think of that Gojyo didn't start]
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[ Gojyo blows a lungful of smoke at Sonic's face. ]
I'm not scared of you, asshole. That was a party, there were kids around. I'm not fightin' you when there's kids around.
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I'm sorry. I wasn't intending to start a fight, I was just showing off.
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[ Cigarette's a third gone. One more minute. ]
For future reference? Bein' a rude asshole then showin' off your god tier powers is a good way to get people mad at you. Since, y'know, you seem to be havin' trouble with that idea.
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Or, you know, have been children, which is the primary case since coming here.
[a sigh] I'll try not to do it again.
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[ It would be stupid beyond words to stick around and risk the slow wearing off, but he's not leaving without one final word. ]
There's plenty of grown-ups here. Maybe try spendin' less time with a bunch of kids?
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I don't try to make friends with the teenagers, you know. They just sort of started accumulating, and I can't stand the thought of letting them down.
[he sighs, shaking his head] Just leave. I assume you got what you wanted.
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