Do Ya Hear The Jaws’ Theme? [O]

Mon Dec 26, 2016 9:47 pm

Karakura Forest, Shark’s Lair
December 26, 2416
Windy, 67F; 1213

Grounded. Those had been the words her mother had screamed upon learning of Zero’s exploits in Iceland. Something along the lines of her decision to participate in a war being beyond stupid and ridiculously reckless that the only way to ensure she didn’t do something like that again was to restrict where she could go. Thus, poor Zero was confined to the city, unable to participate in the Vanguard’s other escapades. On top of that, she was unable to visit her friends and so, it had been months since she had laid eyes on Goliath and Mr. Shark.

However, during Christmas her parents had decided that her punishment had gone on long enough and with a promise to be careful - she was going to take special care to ensure they didn’t find out - her punishment was lifted. Of course, the first thing the red-eyed teen did was visit the forest of Karakura the very next day. Her visit was partly out of the need to check up on the shark and partly because she wouldn’t know where to start looking for Goliath. So, after packing some essential snacks - she remembered the Shark only had meat - she took off.

It’s around noon when she arrives before the only home located within the forest. She takes a moment to adjust her scarf before approaching the door. And, like any normal person, Zero knocks three times before standing back and shouting:

“Mr. Shark.”

Sat Dec 31, 2016 2:56 pm

Artist:maudlin of the Well - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A

Tired.

That was the feeling which resonated throughout the bones, muscles and embodiment that was The Nuclear Giant known as Radioactive. The year had been a tiring one, so why not retread to the woods in order to find some solace of rest? Even if he was a savage at heart, that didn't mean that he did not require his own downtime. Therefore, he found himself lost in a dream with many warm and familiar memories. Envisioning lost family, lost friends and the warmth of a whole unit. It seemed these visions grew further and further immense as he retreated to his nostalgic home. It always reminded him of better times; despite how bleak and empty most of the future seems.

With one final imprint of Chinchuro (wife), Ella (Daughter) and Razor (son); the dream concluded and he was awoken by the sounds of a familiar voice screaming outside his house door. Now, as he looked out the dirtied and broken window of his rotted bedroom, Radioactive really didn't feel the urge to attack this guest for disturbing his slumber. Sure, he was initially agitated when he first woke up and his face curled up into a scowl, but it soon gave wave to a neutral expression when the spiritual energy emitting from this person turned out to be Toki.

There was a definite soft spot for her since she was a part of the Vanguard and he had sought to find a family within them. So parts of himself had otherwise valued her like an adopted daughter to fill the abyss in his own heart left by the family he had lost. It was good to have something to invest himself into and it helped to give a bit of purpose to this gruff bastard's existence for the time being. So, he'd pull his seven foot eleven ass out of bed, put on his iron black jeans and make his way downstairs to great this girl -- with a light tapping of the head.

Oh yes. Zero would have the door opened for her, but she'd get a tap to the head as Radioactive rose a questionable eyebrow at Zero. She still woke him out of his slumber and there was a slight price to pay for that! Though, once that was out of the way, he'd tilt his head to the side and give her a reply back:

"Welcome back, Ms.Runt."

There would then be a gruff chuckle heard from his shark-toothed mouth before he motioned for her to come inside and follow.

"Well, are you just gonna stand there taking up space? You've come this far, may as well come on in and bring me up to speed on why you've been a ghost."

Sat Dec 31, 2016 7:23 pm

ACCIDENTLY EDIT. LOOKING FOR THE POST IN CACHE. IGNORE. WE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

Wed Feb 01, 2017 2:49 pm

Artist:maudlin of the Well - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A

"You deserved to be bonk'd on the head as you are always up to something."

This tone wasn't uttered with malicious, but instead, it was met with an infliction of amusement behind the way his voice was projected. Mr.Golden Locks over there was seen cracking a shark toothed grin because of the fact he KNEW her and KNEW she must have done some kind of action to warrant it. However, he'd let it slide, flick his finger on her nose and follow those words up with this statement:

"Sniffles won't get you anywhere either. I've seen the reports about you; a little tap won't hurt you."

And there were oh-so-many reports on his daughter-from-another mother. Ones which rumored her taking out an entire forest of Iceland floor during that asinine mission. So she was no defenseless little maiden. Though, that was of little concern to him, truly. He just made sure she didn't get in trouble for partnering up with that Goliath Doll. Radioactive was aware from the surveillance at the time about her running off with the thing, but assumed it was either done to spy or it was harmless; as nothing came of it and he'd trust her not to get on his bad side. Granted, it was still something on his mind.

For now, our nuclear warrior needed to sit his tush down and he promptly threw his rock solid behind on a large black couch in the middle of living room. With each step he took, a creak in the wooden floor could be heard before a large "groan" uttered from the dusty couch when he dropped his mass body on it. If it weren't for the fact he could alter the heaviness or lightness of his mass with his spiritual energy, this whole piece of furniture probably would have broken by now.

Regardless, this place was always a mess and Radioactive just didn't seem to care enough to clean it. So, instead, he'd listen in and hear the reasons on why Toki had been MIA for so long. At least, not before grabbing the bag of goodies from her hand. He'd inspect them, give them a questionable look and feel concern for what the girl was eating. Was she stuffing herself on nothing but junk? It sounded like a gross state of affairs and one he might need to correct.

Alas, even though he was a brute, he wasn't impolite ALL of the time to those he actually cared about. Therefore, he'd reach in, take whatever sweet was in there and eat it down in one CHOMP in order to get through the ordeal of eating junk. It wasn't a fun time, but he wasn't going to turn down free food or gifts. Ergo, while he was feeling tortured in that moment, the golden eye of the male eventually came to a conclusion on what was going to happen between the two of them.

"Ok. You need your own house. I will get you one."

Well, wasn't he the one for sudden bombshells? With the most point-blank stare you can imagine, Radioactive didn't even blink or stutter about giving Toki her own place to call home. She couldn't live in this dump; as this miserable pile of nostalgia was his tomb to sulk in. So, he'd pull connections with Russia and find her an independent place to stay with his wealth and resources there or through the Vanguard. Mostly, he just couldn't stand meddling parents that wouldn't allow their own child to grow, become less dependent on them and learn about the world. So, to undermine their authority, he'd bypass it with his own assets and call it a day.

"Is there anything else you need?"

With one last gulp of fattening food, the sweets were devoured and then the male was seen staring off into space before coming back down and answering her question.

"Busy. Vanguard meetings, training grunts, fighting; the fun stuff that comes with representing a nation and an org. It keeps you focused, at least."

He didn't seem too interested in what he said since he was more curious to see her response to his question. SO, he'd follow it up and ask a follow-up inquiry:

"AND, you'd be fine with having your own house, right?"

Tue Feb 28, 2017 10:22 am

Zero had come to expect a myriad of reactions from adults when hearing of her less than safe exploits, the most common being reprimanded by her reckless behavior then being told that she was likely to find herself severely injured or dead if she continued along her path. Typically, she’d tune them out before the cheesy ‘I’m doing this because I care about you’ came up, nodding her head and promising to do better just to get them off her back. Thus, she had been quite prepared to do the same to mister Shark, though only after she made her case - which was pretty solid by her standards. So, she was rather shocked that he offered her a place to call home rather than chastise her like she had expected him to do.

She isn’t sure that she heard right. So, naturally, she tilts her head in off to the side as a state of confusion washes over her. She definitely did not just hear the shark offer her own house? Zero doesn’t really pay any attention to the answer to her question beyond the word Vanguard - she should drop by that place now that she thought about it - too far into her own thoughts to really care. That and it had only been a way for her to change the subject. If not for Radioactive reiterating his question, she would’ve remained deep within her thoughts but thankfully she snapped herself out of it.

Quickly, her head snapped up and her eyes locked onto the shark’s eyes. She seems to search for something for a brief moment before a large smile makes its way onto her face. And, without warning, she practically throws herself at Radioactive, an attempt to envelop the man in a hug as she squealed in delight.

“Ya the best, Mr. Shark! Let’s call it Amity in honour of ya sharky-ness, neh?”

She relinquishes her hold on the shark upon saying that, taking several steps back and flashing her biggest grin as she barely contains the urge to bounce in excitement. In just in case he didn’t understand the reference, she added:

“Fitting name don’t ya think, mister? Cause ya a shark and Amity was home to a big shark! We should play the Jaws’ theme every time ya come over. Scare folks to death. It be fun. Agreed?”

She pauses for a brief second, giving really no room for Radioactive to speak unless he interjected as she looks at the bag that had contained her treats.

"Did ya eat ‘em all?"

Sun Apr 02, 2017 10:52 am

Artist: Kevin MacLeod - Song: Take The Lead - Word Count: N/A

Shock. That was the one word which repeated in the mind of Radioactive as he observed the look on the face from Toki. Apparently, not many adults managed to surprise her in the way that this Nuclear Hulk did. However, to him, he saw little need for concern. The reason for this is because this life was filled with risk, dangers, and horrors lurking around every corner. To fear those outcomes for himself or others was a waste of energy and time. Instead, he would allow his children to explore and find out the truth of this world for themselves nad make their own conclusions.

Thus, from this sense of independence, Radioactive believed that Toki could benefit from getting away from her helicopter parents and help develop who she was as a person by allowing her the resources needed to have her own place. In doing so, she could spread her wings out, get a better sense of what this world was about and continue to develop into a fine lady in his eyes.

Therefore, Toki started hugging him for dear life, he'd begrudgingly pat her head and utter these words out:

"Aye. Let's not get carried away here. What happened to that coy look you had not too long ago?"

Of course, even that was just banter and play with Radioactive. On a parental level, his fatherly instincts were more than pleased at the moment and he figured he needed to expend that energy on something or someone. So, when he could tell that Toki was happy with this choice of events, there was a part of him to that was quite pleased and felt happiness in his scarred, old and desolate being.

In fact, it was enough for him to even roll his eyes at all the cringe-filled shark puns that the girl started uttering out. And really -- he let it show. The man was even heard groaning painfully before whapping Toki lightly on the head to get her to stop.

"Stop. Stop. Stop. I may be able to rip apart holes in the fabric of existence, but not even I can stomach those awful puns and word plays. Ugh."

The male looked defeated, sickened and mortified by all that Toki uttered out. Though, he quickly regained his composure and nodded his head at stomaching those nauseous sweets she gave him. He was a man that preferred meats, but he also wasn't ungrateful enough to turn down a gift when given to him by someone who cared. As he could see the care that the woman had for him, so he wouldn't stick his nose up against that.

"A couple of pieces of sweets are nothing compared to devouring a cero whole with your bare teeth."

Radioactive would then point at the rows of fangs in his mouth, give a grim chuckle and cement the fact that he won the battle of cavity and decay that a sweet tooth can give.

"Anyway, I think that is enough time wasted here. Why don't we get off our asses and go see the new place in Russia? I'm sure I can get us a ride there quickly."

While the male was pretty awful at travel, he luckily had other people to worry about that. So, he pointed a metallic device sitting on the table inside the house. It was a communication device that allowed him to pull in resources, favors, and equipment from Russia and the Vanguard. All he needed to do was say the word -- and supplies would come pouring in.

"What do you say?"

Wed May 17, 2017 4:06 pm

“Ya got weird taste in food, mister. Candy is the best thing to happen since fire!”

She replied in a tone that, if used by anyone else, would indicate that there was simply no room for argument. But, in this case, really meant nothing given the company that she was in and she doesn’t linger on his comment for long - there was no point and this wasn’t the first shot he had taken at her eating habit. Take into account that she was about to find herself in new living arrangements and really, the sweets didn’t mean much in the whole grand scheme of things.

So, she’s quick to agree that they have in fact spent more than enough time in the rundown place that needed some tender love and care - and she would definitely tidy it up if he let her. She was also pretty excited to visit Russia. With snow being just about everywhere, or so she heard, she imagined that building a snowman would be absolutely no problem. That, and she hoped that they had some good treats she could add to her collection.

“I’m ready!”

She cheers as she pumps her fist. Though, once that cheer was out of the way, she tapped her chin with her finger as a thoughtful look crossed her face. The expression doesn’t last long. She snaps her fingers and, having reached her answer, stared into Radioactive’s eyes. And, with an unholy amount of glee, she asked:

“By the way, what time is it, Mr. Shark?”

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