Picassa quickly impacto'd straight through a few skyscrapers, killing hundreds in the process.
He was having the time of his life, watching thousands of Pekoponians die. "THIS is what I call being in action!"
Raveve stood in the middle of a street, looking around him at the tall buildings, at the ignorant Pekopanjins walking past him. Perfect. Drawing upon his power, concentrating, he sent a giant blast of blue fire at a building. To his satisfaction, it began to burn down quickly. He shot another, and then another, and then another until he felt his power begin to dwindle. Raveve stepped back, admiring his handiwork.
"Come out, little rebels," he muttered to himself. "Let's see what you've got."
The Pekoponians. Due to Kuroro's power, they could not feel pain, did not know whether or not they were breathing smoke or falling off a building. Every Pekoponian felt isolated and they couldn't see or hear the destruction of their city.
Quazaza himself continued to destroy the city along with the rest of the Platoon.
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A mysterious Keron was raiding the Keron HQ.
"Five Pekoponian Suits? That's way too easy."
The Keron was in a weapon vault and took about a dozen Pekoponian Suits as well as a few Keroballs in that vault. All the extra stuff he could pawn off at the Intergalactic Black Market.
By the time a Security Alarm sounded off, the Keron Pirate got away using his high powered Spacecraft and headed towards Pekopon to deliver his goods.
(Hot damn, sorry for the lack of roleplay replies on my end.)
Rololo gave another sigh, walking down the streets, rubbing his head. "It's boring here, huh pooch? I honestly don't know what I am looking for so I might as well try to find the others." he gave the small dog a quick pet on the head and began to run, trying to find the others.
"Fyruru?! Kitata? Mododo!! Where in the hell are you guys?!" he yelled, his hands to his mouth so it can carry his voice further.
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"-So you are really going to destroy this planet?" said Fabubu, his eyes a bit wide. He watched Picassa and Kuroro destroy the city, as thought it was a pile of blocks. His body flinched a bit and began to get second thoughts.
"...They're killing in order to attract the opposing team? Why? These people couldn't possibly defend themselves. But what can I do? If I try to help them, I'd surely die..." Fabubu shut his eyes, putting his hands on his head "Theres nothing much on my mind..."
Mododo and Souichi seemed to be enjoying their break, relaxing on an old bench that was planted into the ground at the park.
"So, did you hear of th-" Mododo jumped and let out a sharp yelp. She tapped the badge on her head twice to see what was going on. "..-DEH?! An intruder!" she got up quickly, pacing at least 4 times before facing Souchi.
"I have to go, there's someone at the base!" she said to Souichi quickly and before he could respond, she was already half way there.
"-.. Mododo.. I don't know about you, but I feel this inevitable force coming.." Souichi said to himself, with a worried look on his face.
"PICASSA IMPACTO!
Dodging some flying debris, Picassa quickly fired off more impacts, watching them fly through Pekoponian's faces and through buildings.
Landing in front of Fabubu, he straightened himself up. "If you plan on joining the Fyruru platoon, go now. But the next time I see you and you are there, I will destroy you and your precious Kitata. On the other hand, if you stay here, I will kindly advise you to get the hell to work before someone makes you."
Fabubu looked at Picassa, curling his lip again, his eyes flashing a bit.
"A threat? Teh." he spatted, growling under his breathe. "As you wish." he said, spreading his claws and ran to a building, jumping up and in a split second, was at the other side. The building broke into two and it slowly crumpled to the ground.
"Which side should I join..." he thought to himself, confused as ever.
"Pfft."
Picassa didn't even move, and let the building fall. Right before the moment of impact, he destroyed the building, leaving a crater in the ground.
"Not cool, old man."
Picassa kept a cool stature, and face. "Oh my god.." He thought, a sweatdrop rolling down his face. "If he has that kind of power... It's possible for me to die if he joins the other team- But! It was just a building he destroyed! Nothing to be afraid of."
Shaking his face, his grin appeared. "Nevermind, it's not a force to have any fear of. It's just another old man thinking he's better than me."
(Lol, I love how you roleplay, Mex. Random comment.)
Fabubu flicked his wrist, blowing at it.
"For now, I have no choice but to heed by the words of my master, whether I like it or not. I made a vow to obey him and leaving would just make me a coward..."
"Picassa, thanks for getting me back to my senses." he said, his face now dull and monotone again. "Are we suppose to just detroy the city?"
Fyruru was walking past an Electronics Store, the window full of TVs. Suddenly all the TVs were on all one News channel. It was stating that Hawaii was in a black void and no one knew what was going on.
"Fyruru Platoon, regroup at Aero HQ. I feel we are in great danger and will have to fight with Kuroro's Platoon."