DBZ roleplay

Ori sighed and landed. "Kill stealer!" He called up to Kin, then looking at the canons. "What are you looking at? Your new show is still up for debate." Insane, remember. "TALK TO AKIRA TORIYAMA!"

Kada grinned. "A nice quiet place, that also probably has a beach of some kind? Heh, count me in!"
Sylvia couldn't hide her smile, either. "You go ahead, I'll join you as soon as I can, gotta grab some stuff, first."

"It sounds like a nice place. I wouldn't mind staying there a bit." Kin said with a smile on his face.

The canons, after getting over their bewilderment at Ori's behavior, started to leave.
"We'll, uh... Meet you there." Said Krillin, as both he and Yamcha took off, heading straight for Kame house, most likely to give it's residents a fair warning on who was stopping by. From Finnian's tone earlier, they didn't think he'd go so far as to try and throw Roshi out, but it never hurt to be prepared.

Ori hummed to himself and stood behind Sylvia. "Hey, aren't you that chick from the first draft of the Mythical Roleplay and Wizards and Warriors RP?" He proceeded to not only break the fourth wall, but beat his writer over the head with it, leaving the man with a nasty headache.
He followed the three, slipping along and singing "We're Off to See the Wizard."

Sylvia grinned slyly. "Of course I was. How could I forget such experiences?" She winked to Oritigo at this point. Clearly, she remembered the... Well, perhaps not entirely romantic, but certainly enjoyable date she'd had in one of those other RPs.
She waved goodbye as the human soared off into the distance, along with Kin, Finn, and Kada. "Bye! Have a great time!"

Then, placing a finger to her forehead, she vanished in a puff of smoke, an echoing laughter ringing out as she did disappeared.

Ori smiled as he flew alongside Finn. "Where's your brother? You know, the Full Metal Alchemist ripoff?" He looked the Kitsune dead in the eye as he said this.

Meanwhile...

The kitsune by the name of Cyrus Serégon suddenly sneezed. "Ugh... Someone called me a rip-off again, didn't they?" He groused, wiping his nose.

Back with the main characters...

"He's at home with the rest of my family. He's still getting used to his remade body." Finnian said simply. "And in the end we didn't even need the dragonballs to get him fixed up. Turns out, it's actually pretty easy to materialize a working body when you've got the right materials. Only problem is he's weak as hell as a result. Dunno if he'll ever recover, and if he does, it might take years just to be equal to that Yamcha guy."
"And before you ask." Finnian said. "Our mother's fine. Brought her back with the dragonballs."

"Who're you talking about, Finn?" "Just Cyrus, Kin. You remember him, right?" "Oh, right."

Meanwhile, the writer/narrator was starting to get a headache. The price to repair the fourth wall after this was going to be ridiculous.

Meanwhile, Ori just kept taking a hammer to the fourth wall. "I see. Well, I'm honestly a bit surprised your aunt enjoyed the date. It was a bit forced." He then pulled out a stack of papers labeled "The Script." "Oh, wow. I'm really taking liberties with this thing." He scratched his head. "Check this out. 'Ori then turns around and follows Sylvia.' Screw that!"

Ori's writer was currently suffering from a head cold and bit of physical exhaustion, so forgive him if the writing isn't up to par.

"Quit making excuses, you pansy!" Ori shouted at the sky.

"Oh? Well, I think it was the first time she'd been out on a proper date since who knows how long. Most people tend to think she's really as young as she looks, or are just plain creepy." Were Finnian's eyes open at the point Ori pulled out the script, they would've widened. "Hey, your writer's not thinking of pairing you with her, is he?" He asked suspiciously. "I mean, I don't think she'd mind, but-"
"Um, Finn? What're you talking about, now? " Kin asked, confusion written all over his face. With a marker. Finnian shook his head. "Nothing, Kin. Really."

As if irritated by the constant bashing of the fourth wall, the narrator decided enough was enough. The writing on Kin's face disappeared, and the Kame house was visible in the distance.

Finnian's writer was having no more of this nonsense, that was for sure.

"Spoilsport." Finnian muttered, only to receive what felt like a newspaper whacking him in the back of the head. If he was smart, he'd shut up RIGHT NOW.
'Fine, have it your way.' The kitsune thought. And it was a very good thing he thought that way.

Now, without any further interruptions-

"HEY THERE! Told ya I'd be back! So were you guys just talking about me or something?" Sylvia all but shouted, re-appearing seemingly out of nowhere behind the group.

God damn it... Anyway, the writer trusted that Sylvia wouldn't be any issue. He could only hope, as the three approached the tiny island.

Ori gave Sylvia a smile and faced her. "Hey? You see it? Your writer just gave fox boy a good metaphorical pimp smack!"

And, Ori's writer was, in fact, thinking of pairing the two, but onto the task at hand.

"This chump thinks he can make me be with you! As if he had that kind of-" At that moment, Ori started falling towards the ocean. "Ah! I'll be good! I'll be good!" He began flying again, quickly approaching the Kame House.

"Oh, yeah!" Sylvia said, smiling. "Ha-ha, I saw that! Just, WHAP! Right in the head!" The nine-tail broke into a fit of giggles, much to Finnian's annoyance.
Once her laughter died down a bit, she gave another wink to Ori. "With me, you say? Heh...! crazy, that is. Don'tcha go getting any ideas now, but you seem like a pretty cool guy nonetheless. Anyone that can backtalk their writer is good in my book!"

However, once the air began to rapidly heat up around the nine-tail, she stopped. Because in the name of all things holy, if this didn't stop right now...

"Aw, can't you let a girl have some fun?"

The answer to that question was no. Knowing this, Sylvia pouted.
And that's when the fourth wall abruptly replaced itself.

Landing on the small island, Sylvia pulled out what seemed to be two sparkling gems. "Hey, guys! Catch." She called, tossing a gem to both Finn and Kin, who caught them. "Hold onto those, okay?"
The two kitsunes exchanged looks with each other before pocketing the gems.

Not too far behind the kitsunes was Kada, who upon landing, stretched out. "Nnngh... Been a while since I got a chance t'just relax. Gotta admit, foxy, nice place ya found here."
Upon saying this, however, the fiery woman shivered. "Could do without the feeling of being... Watched..." Eyes widening, she turned to look at the pink house nearby, seeing an old man in the window staring at her, blood flowing freely from his nose as Kada soon began to glare.

As you can probably remember, Kada didn't wear clothes. Granted, her flames kept her decent, but they were nonetheless quite revealing. No doubt a certain master Roshi, upon seeing this sight, was feeling quite certain today would be the luckiest day of his long life.

Ori smirked at Sylvia. "You ain't half bad yourself." He landed on the beach and saw Roshi peeping out. "Well, well, well. Guys, look! Yet another character that became inconsequential after DBZ started!"

"Heh, thank you kindly!" Sylvia said with a grin. Upon seeing Roshi, she only rolled her eyes as Kada began to grow flustered.
"Look, old man, I might not wear clothes, but that's no reason to stare, you pervert!" She practically snarled at the hermit, who of course failed to listen.

Meanwhile, Finnian was just inspecting the island Kame house was on. "Huh, a lot more sandy than I remember. Eh?" He looked up. "Oh yeah... Hey, old guy!" He called as Roshi emerged from Kame house, stifling the flow of blood from his nose with a large wad of tissue. Yamcha and Krillin were with him too, it seemed.
"You mind if we use this place for a party or something?" The kitsune asked. "I mean, we kinda just killed off another Cell; who wouldn't want to celebrate that?"

Only then did the turtle hermit stop staring at Kada, paying actual attention as he adjusted his glasses. "Oh? Cell again? That's funny, I thought I sensed something, but-" Krillin whispered something into the old master's ear. "Yes, yes, have a party. Goodness knows we all need, or at least want one! Now, if the fiery one could, eh, maybe give a little kissy-kiss in return?"
Roshi recoiled in apparent fear, however, at the intense wave of heat coming from Kada as she glared with all her might. If looks alone could kill, the hermit would be deader than dead. "If I have to do that, you lose your face." "Er... Maybe later, then!"

Finnian interrupted with a quick clap of the hands. "Excellent! Now, you have drinks somewhere, yes?" Roshi smiled even as he still felt Kada's almost literally burning glare. "Hehe, yep! Got some in the fridge. Beer, orange juice, whichever works for you!"
Yamcha noticeably sighed in relief as soon as he realized he wouldn't have to prevent what would probably have been Roshi's eviction, no matter how temporary it would be. "And to think Scarface was actually cool at one point." Sylvia whispered to Ori. "Had his own theme songs and everything. Now look at him."

"Perfect!" Finnian had said, turning to the rest of the group. "So, how do you think we should start this off?"

Ori watched all the goings on and, while everyone was distracted, grasped Sylvia's hand and squeezed it. "Well, he was relevant then. Like Krillin. And Roshi. And Launch. And Puar. And Oolong. And the wish granting dragon who wasn't just a plot macguffin." He smirked at Sylvia. "But Tien at least did something in the end."

OOC: Actually, Krillin had hair ever since the Buu saga. I think.
Edit: I only just now noticed how much of a text-wall this was. I'll try to shorten my posts from now on.

IC: Sylvia frowned. Not at the fact her hand was being squeezed, no, that was kinda nice, but something else. "It must suck, doesn't it?" She muttered. "Training most if not all your natural life only to find out it's worth so little in the end, just because you weren't an alien or android, who'd be just as strong with half or none of the effort? Humans only get so strong training alone, too. I'm surprised they didn't have any breakdowns of some sort; It must be devastating."
Sighing, the small nine-tail shook her head. "Heh, don't mind me, you get a bit on the depressing side when you don't age. I try not to get all frowny, but knowing you'll end up watching people around you die of old age REALLY sucks."

She then looked up at Ori, smiling lightly. "But enough of that. This is gonna be a party, isn't it? And parties NEED music! Oooh, I just had the perfect idea, be right back!" She then hopped up, giving Ori a quick peck on the cheek, soon disappearing as her ki signature zoomed off into the distance at high speed.

Seeing LW pull out what looked to be a dragonball, Krillin was immediately interested, and followed the android inside. "Hey. You were at the tournament, weren't you? Let me introduce myself... The name's Krillin. Now, I just wanna know, where exactly did you find that ball?"

"No suggestions?" Finnian asked, frowning slightly. "Alright, I'll just do what I feel best." Turning back to the house, he marched past Roshi and his students straight into Kame house, passing a sleeping Oolong, who woke immediately, as he made a beeline for the kitchen. Curiosity was what made the shapeshifter follow.
"So... Who're you supposed to be, then?" The pig asked as Finnian searched through the fridge. "Milk... Eggs... Oh, sorry, what was that? Oh, the name's Finnian, nice to meet you! Now where do you keep the salt?"

The pig blinked. "Cupboard, above the sink, to the right." "Right, Thanks." The silence lasted for only a few seconds. "Aren't you one of those kitsunes?" Finnian nodded at the question. "Yeah." More silence followed. "Huh, and here I thought all the fox-folk were pretty ladies." Oolong said, shrugging as he turned, intending to inform Roshi who was raiding the kitchen.
"Well if THAT'S your only problem!" He heard, and whirled around to see the fox-man, well, wasn't quite so manly anymore. In short, he apparently grew breasts in two seconds. "Ack!" Was the pig's response, backing away, a bit red in the face. "Dang, should've seen that coming!" He said, watching as the kitsune burst out laughing. "Now, brother, that wasn't nice." A voice to Oolong's right said, making him jump away from a very green colored kitsune.

"Kin, please. I couldn't help it!" The bigger kitsune said, wiping a tear from his eye as he slowly stopped his laughter. "Anyway, I'm going to take a bit here, Kin. Maybe you should go watch TV or something? Or ask if the old man has internet? Anyway, go on." "Alright, Finn."
As Kin left, Finnian turned again to Oolong, still with the shape-shifted chest.

"Now, do you have any food coloring around here? Any of it red?"

Ori saw Sylvia sad and flew after her, then wrapped a comforting arm around her, gently hugging the nine tailed fox to his side. "Well, you'll have me. I can't age anymore, so I suffered that fate. Messed with me pretty bad up here." He tapped his forehead. "Hence the insanity. But I have my lucid moments, like now." He rubbed her arm and smiled. "I've decided. I'm gonna stick with you. You're beautiful, smart, and eternal. I need someone like you, maybe not to love, but at least to be beside me and keep me sane." He hugged her close, but not tight. "Is that okay with you, beautiful?" He returned the kiss she gave earlier, pecking her cheek as they flew along.