Recent content by Failure-64

Steam poured from Failure's body, mixed in with flecks of her crimson Ki. The mist hissed and fizzled around her body, steadily fading away as her body returned to normal and her Ki stabilized. Beneath her, the brick building she had slammed Pyri into was shifting on its foundation. Concrete...

Failure looked to his hands and nodded once. Indeed, he was quite dirty, though she didn't feel it necessary to say so aloud. Instead, she stepped to the side, allowing him to pass her and slip into the bathroom. Without much thought to it, she followed him and stood in the doorway, watching as...

"Are you blind to whatever he did to you?" Failure barked back at Axar in their brief moment of hesitation. Though, maybe she shouldn't have shouted that in Gehn's ear. Her teeth sank into her tongue and she could only hope that he didn't take offense to her impulsive jab. She glanced to him...

It had been drilled into her very being that emotions were wrong. Things such as anger, jealousy, and fear were the downfall of the mortals. Made them incapable of making rational decisions. Made them lesser than the divine beings the Doctor struggled to reach for. Her entire life, she had been...

'Why the *fuck* did I do that?' Failure cursed herself as she whizzed by Axar, thankfully missing him as he weaved to the side. Regret had twisted her stomach the moment she had swung her arms. To make such a powerful enemy. To declare herself a firm ally of this... Half-saiyan. He didn't even...

Gehn actually had something up his sleeve? Failure's eyes widened as blood oozed from Axar's ear. Thick globs of it splattered onto his shoulder, then to the concrete below, painting the otherwise dull road in a vibrant violent. So that was the color of their blood. Gehn and her both had a warm...

There was something different about the Doctor that day. He was distant and uncaring about their routine -- he didn't even take notes when she had managed to break through her previous record on power level. A feat she had been particularly proud of and celebrated with a traditional "Hoorah!"...

Her muscles tensed, and a hand lifted to swat away whatever dared to touch her as soon as she felt the painfully warm touch of another being. Only through purposeful restraint, Gehn wasn't sent flying through the metallic walls to her left. How many times had she told him not to sneak up on her...

Failure considered the tall metallic thing in front of her. On it were a plethora of labels, each vibrantly depicting a beverage or light-weight snack. Flashy golden markings assured her that the prices were half off, though she could have sworn she saw a very similar product even cheaper just a...