Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed]

Celmaru Waterfield
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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 29, 2019 4:45:19 GMT

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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 29, 2019 4:45:19 GMT

"D'oh~, what did he do this time, Ayumu?"

A reasonably irritable woman clicked her tongue at the sight an unconscious hybrid. Despite her response, a palm rested upon her cheek -- seemingly lax. Regardless, Phae Waterfield didn't enjoy numerous energy spikes within an hour within a single day. In fact, such reactions, even on a spiritual level, were the last thing Phae preferred to sense at all when Melia or Cynthia were nearby. An unreasonably fluffy tail swooshed to and fro, snapping at the air erratically. An elongated sigh was exhaled via her nose; this scene was ridiculous. Atop a moderate hill sat a freshly remodeled home, mostly surrounded by pine and oak trees in a sporadic fashion. Along the natural lawn and minuscule "courtyard" stood an elderly man and Phae's husband: Celmaru Waterfield. A resting palm removed itself from it's residing cheek, gesturing behind Phae.

"Please, take him inside. If you'd like, I can whip you up some tea. I can imagine this particular young one to be a while."

A pair of hands, in addition, clapped together in further response. This time, it was immensely targeted to two tiny brats. Phae's facial expression was tame, perhaps even comforting; yet just about everything else about her was emanating a motherly, albeit commanding aura. The situation was dire for the children.

"Leave the adults alone. Play elsewhere and we'll discuss this before beddy-bye time."

Briefly cowering within an oddly placed ~~backpack~~ fanny pack, Cynthia and Melia peeked out from inside the pack. Unfortunately, any sight they could have witnessed was obscured by an elderly man's muscles. With a swift chill ravaging their spines, the twins leapt from the pack and scurried away; circumventing their home in an instant. An almost supernatural gust trailed them. With the children securely cast off within relative supervision distance, Phae stepped aside -- merely allowing her guest inside her modest home. Celmaru, in the meantime, was only permitted to rest.

Here we go again Ayumu Hope

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 29, 2019 18:17:28 GMT

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Post by Ayumu Hope on Mar 29, 2019 18:17:28 GMT

Whilest making his way inside on the traditional floormats, his shoes taken off at the entrance as he knew that they had a few old habits that he needed to adjust towards, especially with how he had to put down his fanny pack of kids down at the ground.
Seeing the woman who had been working rather hard on keeping this family together, he couldn't help but just laugh as he went to slap his own hand forwards, a sensational burst of energy coming from within his body as he placed his hand on the torso of the Hybrid.

"I have been holding a little gem of power that i can use to wake him up if you need me too, it should help recover his body a bit faster, not a healer yet but you know i have been trying to learn it with the ability of recovery herbs." Chuckling at the concept, Ayumu would take a small ball made from herbs and crushed sediments and opened the hybrid his mouth by force if need be.
Sticking his entire finger down his neck and going to use a large burst of ki to kickstart his recovery process and using it to burst the pill of medication and hot peppers in his neck. "I can loan you some of those balls, if he is ever sleeping through a few days i got these caramell thunder bangers that will instantly wake him up as i loaded them with nine hundred varieties of hot peppers." Laughing contently.

Ayumu himself wasn't one to hold back, his body slowly relaxing as he would look around for a place to sit down at as he took a look at the pictures in the home, a soft droplet running down his cheek as he smiled a bit more relaxed.
A bit more mellow and a bit less of his extreme tendecies to always make a scene out of everything.

"It is nice to see you all growing up, i remember it like the day of yesterday" waiting a moment for the hybrid to have enough ability to hear this atleast. "where we both did some medical herbs in the school dorm as we broke in and stole it from kids."

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Celmaru Waterfield
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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 29, 2019 21:29:25 GMT

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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 29, 2019 21:29:25 GMT

The entryway to the current Waterfield household was nothing extravagant. In fact, the majority of the dining room, kitchen, living room, and foyer blended and overlapped frequently. Nevertheless, the distanced, yet quaint home made do with what it had. Homeliness was its specialty alongside its occupants. Phae would follow Ayumu briefly, weaving herself betwixt chairs, side tables, and stools. She did offer tea, after all. If the elder was attentive with as to where he placed his shoes, he'd likely notice a pair of steel-tipped boots. However, there nevertheless appeared to already be a guest visiting today; an aged man, albeit vastly less so than Ayumu. Currently, the aged man was engrossed in a glass of wine. It was as if he hadn't had a glass in decades. Vigorous gulps were exacerbated somewhat from the container. A pause, with a gaze peering beyond liquor. Bearded lips curled somewhat into a smirk.

"Ye gotta tell me where you get this stuff, Phae. I need'ta bring this back for the guys on the other side."

"I know your methods, mister. I imagine you already happen to know exactly where such alcohol is."

A cheeky, brilliant grin combated against blatant laughter. Regardless, a chuckle was exhaled behind grit teeth.

"I knew ye couldn't ferget me!"

The polished glass was set atop a coaster. The guest leaned back, folding his palms towards his stomach to relax briefly. It appears that he hadn't acknowledged Ayumu just yet; disregarding how improbable that could be. However, that time spent was swift to immediately cease. The elder's words echoed into the guest's ears -- rattling at his eardrums, into the brain -- to his earliest memories. Phae pressed her fingertips to her lips; how amusing. The guest was silently shocked. "Shook", if you will. Optical nerves the size of model globes swirled about to meet the visage of Ayumu. Holy shit! It was Ayumu, in the flesh! Being as he was, the aged man spoke plainly.

"How in the fragrant, fuzzy hell are you still here? Wern't you nearly two-hundo last I saw ya?"

The guest sprung from his seat; positively stunned, yet elated! The insane family friend, Ayumu, as he lives and breathes! Phae, in the meantime, grasped at the guest's wine glass -- sliding it away as she did so. It was best not to risk intoxication. In addition, Celmaru's body briefly twitched in response to the elder's audacious herb-related methods. The bitterness was bound to kick in prior to any beneficial effects. Or perhaps the spice would. Regardless, the hybrid would be more likely to spout curses and profanity later. Gurgling concluded any unconscious retorts. The elder's words, whilst searching for a seat, prompted Phae to seal her eyelids shut. At least, briefly so; those days were hectic.

"Please, I implore you to refrain from reminding me. Let us forget those days, shall we? It is behind us now."

Phae's response was one akin to a rehabilitated addict; a response laced with ice in suggestion to drop the subject. The aged guest, however, would approach Ayumu warmly -- simply to greet an old friend a bit more familiarly. A wide hook around the elder's shoulder provided ample time to react, should Ayumu so choose, before a side-facing hug of sorts accompanied the guest.

Yah hardly aged a day, you old coot. Are ye still doin' weed? Actually, don't answer. I don' need any'a it, nor do I wann' it. Let's catch up. And don't tell the big man upstairs that I'm here, understood?"

It was quite evident that he was ignoring Celmaru. The aged man's tone was jovial, excluding his concluding sentence. An almost unkempt beard threatened -- numerous times as he spoke -- to tickle Ayumu's cheeks. It was a great day for him, but was it a pleasant surprise for Ayumu?

After all, Taveon Waterfield was visiting.

Sound the alarms Ayumu Hope , the weird guy that fights sleep demons is back.

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 30, 2019 17:58:13 GMT

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Post by Ayumu Hope on Mar 30, 2019 17:58:13 GMT

Ayumu, faced with this new person just couldn't help but smile as he saw him, Taveon! Taveon waterfield in the flesh!
It was amasement that struck him at first as he just couldn't help but give a quiet chuckle to himself at the reactions that were given, counting on his fingers rather rapidly to point out how many years old he was, he would manifest a large amount of hands as she slid past all of them before using this trick to get both of them distracted.
Slipping something into the pocket of Celmaru, something a little bit fat and round, a few quiet squeaks heard as it tried to move around, soon expanding as a large bulge was seen underneath his shirt around the stomach, Celmaru himself feeling a rather warm feeling and a metallic cold feeling pressing on his stomach.

Embracing Taveon back, Ayumu responded happily. "It has been way too long. I am honestly surprised that you are still even allowed to be in this home from when you accidentally replaced the milk bottle with your beer bottle and i think i have not heard the end of that story!
But yeah, i am alive, rather well alive too!" Showing his muscles as he increased his power by a rather large sum for a moment as he flexed contently, showing his bulky fortitude as he then heard a few nasty pops from his own back.
Tears starting to form in his eyes as he took towards the nearest table to lean upon and use his other hand to grasp at his back with a pained retort. "These powers always make my back ache like all hell..."

"But i have been searching the world for you guys and this kid here, hoo boy does he brim with some potential, so i got him to take care of something for me, a little guy that is known for his involvement in the Zodiac." Hoping that they would be confused at first, Ayumu would then elaborate. "Right now we can enjoy ourselves, just remind yourself that if that little guy gets out of this room, we will have to chase him down or they can find him!" Smiling with a little bit of a teasing intent, he would then turn back to Taveon himself and Phae at the same time.

"So, it has been so long since we stood together and had a bit of a conversation, how is the family? Any others who have shown up, any interesting family ties that were long gone but reinstated?
Because i have seen a few expensive ships move in from a few space stations much further out towards Earth." Noting this in the hopes that the Waterfield family didn't have any strange ties.

Celmaru himself would feel a feathery creature on his torso, the creature pulling out a metallic, elongated object that was pressed against his forehead as the chamber clicked a few times, no bullets in the revolver as it then softly spoke "Are you dead?" Large droplets of water streaming from its face without changing the appearance of its face, sobbing quietly as it thought that it killed the Hybrid.
It just wanted a hug! That was all this little creature had wanted!

The creature on Celmaru his torso was a penguin, an emperor penguin with a childlike attitude towards everything, a realistic gun with actual firing mechanisms neatly placed into the... 'toy' as it was able to hold it with the flipper.
On the stomach of the penguin was a small discolouration that made it seem like the penguin had a small heart of black on its white belly.
The name, known by the little tag it had hanging from the neck was "Empilius" with on the back saying "If you find Empy, please call Ayumu Hope at XX-XXXX-XXX-XXXXX to bring him home".

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 31, 2019 7:35:49 GMT

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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 31, 2019 7:35:49 GMT

A kettle had begun to prepare a simple tea. One for a less sophisticated palate. Phae weaved herself up and long, returning her undivided attention to her guests. Palms of a uniform sort sprouted all about the elder, in addition to the brief calculation of years. It had been nearly just as many for the conscious trio; a rough estimate of a hundred-fifty to two hundred years ago. How ever likely it was to be startling for anyone, the conscious Waterfield duo hardly paid much mind to the possibility. Albeit, this couldn't definitively be said for Ayumu. Regardless, Taveon and Ayumu reconvened in a welcoming fashion -- as if not a moment had passed, perhaps. The elder's additional comments left the other visitor somewhat alarmed, however.

"You remember that? How ol' even was I? Five? Ah, hell, wha' kinda memory ye got up there, Ayumu?"

If the elder were to consider the eyes the gateway to the soul, many conflicting details strung the guest's mind along; distant memories being flitted through by the moment. Such abundant difficulties, however, refrained from keeping him inattentive. Another resurgence of a seemingly classic grin faced Ayumu.

"Keep me to that, will yah? I gotta have myself bailin' mighty quick here!"

As the downy disturbance shuffled about the hybrid's torso, Taveon mumbled hastily into the elder's ear. The guest's grasp upon Ayumu made a frigid attempt to tighten. An immensely dire tone followed suit.

"We don' need this numbskull seein' me just yet, either."

Regardless, the embrace was released -- with Taveon pulling away with a reinvigorated smirk. The elder's sudden flex, however, caused the smirk to waver. It was brief -- yet evident. A sense of helplessness crept along; awash with concern. Yet still, this was also brief. Taveon scratched at his beard, a brow ducking below the other in minor confusion. Phae, meanwhile, floated behind the elder, patting away at his spine.

"Ye got nothin' along those lines to prove with us, Ayumu. No good comes from talkin' nonsense, either. Jus' don' be actin' like my sister on me. That'll freak out everyone."

"Please, have a seat, Ayumu. No good will come from straining yourself."

Phae promptly gestured towards a nearby armchair. The opposing guest, however, folded his arms; finalizing his point with body language. Albeit, Taveon wasn't entirely sure how body language worked -- even after all these years. He, in fact, was not his brother. Talk of family from the elder -- however much of a minefield that likely was -- brought Taveon's attention to minimal, yet maximum. Pupils conducted an aileron roll in preemptive response. The subject, evidently, wasn't one easily spoken of.

"Everyone's been fine. Some of us down below are finally getting bored of the fountain. The ones up northwards -- eh, couldn't tell ye. I got no idea if this kid was doin' anythin' wack out in space, though all that wetness behind his ears tell me everythin'."

The retort was seemingly... articulated deliberately. Nevertheless, Taveon spoke the truth. Phae, in the meantime, left the elder's side with a reconciling pat or two. Much to be done; especially in regards to these guests. The kettle had begun to simmer and steam, with a minor fragrance emanating throughout the room. In time, in time. Muffled laughter and rambunctious children were audible within the home; almost as distracting as the kettle's steady, yet thunderous shriek.

As Empy posed an inquiry to Celmaru's unconscious body, little reciprocation followed; or rather, none at all. A pulse -- if the miniature penguin ever took a moment to notice -- beat to a powerful tempo. However, it appeared that the hybrid's heart rate was increasing. The cowl of unconsciousness was fading; being torn from the hybrid's being. Within Ayumu's arms, Celmaru internally fumbled -- as in haphazardly stirring -- and Taveon reacted in kind. Another brow raise. The aged individual's arms flew from their fold, dramatically sending off a farewell flair. A salute of sorts was included.

"Thanks yah kindly for the sips, Phae! And Ayumu --! Keep yerself on'a truckin', you hear? S'a shame the big man upstairs would kill me a second time over if I stick it out any more."

"You have your reasons beyond your own, don't you, Taveon?"

"Aw, Miss Phae. I knew you couldn't ferget me little ol' me."

The briefest of pauses followed; and yet, some tear in reality billowed outwards from a nearby wall. A bright, yet unknown location was partially visible from within. Taveon stepped just before it. The guest's facial expression was grim. Taveon would find himself staring at Ayumu -- dead in the eyes, at that -- prior to speaking his final farewells.

"Don' dis'ppear on him, ye ol' fart. And if that dipshit ever, ever, somehow asks if I was here, well --"

The mysterious individual's brows furrowed intensely.

"I'm dead, remember?"

The hybrid's consciousness returned, albeit vastly distant from a shrewd variety. Ayumu was visible, it was evident that this was his home -- or perhaps someone else's, however likely that could be. With a swift acquisition of his boots, Taveon faced the tear in reality; providing a final salute as he fell backwards through realms. If the elder's hearing was eccentrically acute, faint voices would echo from within.

"You were almost seen? Seriously?"

"Undoubtedly. I assured you all that I was a finer candidate, but no~!"

"I can't bust my ancient ass all the time --"

The tear finalized its transfer. A magical zipper, however, would ensure reality's stability via a prompt, yet impromptu patching of the aforementioned tear. All was perfectly sown together by moment's end. Behind the kitchen's pony wall, Phae expressed a minute sigh. What a predicament -- all for Ayumu, to boot. The household's protector conducted a fleeting massage of her temples; fully aware of what Taveon's deal happened to be. What silly boys they were. Nevertheless, Celmaru had awoken. A penguin was on his torso, weeping. The hybrid's throat was entirely parched, and among other things: tasted bitter. Struggling to compose himself -- combined with a penguin and resting upon an elderly man's arms -- the hybrid eventually gave up. Awaiting a haphazard drop was more productive.

SOUND THE ALARM I WROTE A LONG POST Ayumu Hope !

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Mar 31, 2019 19:29:55 GMT

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Post by Ayumu Hope on Mar 31, 2019 19:29:55 GMT

Ayumu was surprised at Taveon his surprise, looking around for a seat that he could place his firm bottom on as he would do a few stretches to get the back fixed again, happy and content that he had gotten a bit of assistance as his negatives on this form were slowly fading away, it was getting more positively usefull without harming him at the moment that something broke or snapped.

"A sister... Honestly, i have forgotten." Ayumu would proclaim honestly as he noticed a rather nice chair being offered for him to sit on, or atleast he assumed that it was for his own behind as he would carefully lean himself backwards, Empy stumbling a bit ontop of Celmaru as he would lift the Hybrid up and toss him to the couch that was nearby and was now cleaned out.

Mumbling to himself, he just couldn't help but take notice of everything that had happened, Noticing that the family that he knew was part of this kid his, that the location he was told was correct.
But above all, that the location that he was told by the informants that he had paid a little for some extra information, the location that they were told would be the place where everything would collapse into darkness was this spot.

Impossible.

He knew that this couldn't be the right location, with a nice home with enough space for more than this family needed and enough room to play for the kids as they were probably having fun somewhere else in the house, Ayumu took in the fragrance of the area, the things being prepared, everything.

"Celmaru, Wake up." Ayumu would proclaim as the penguin was still afraid, taking a small crystal bullet from his fluffy belly and loading it into a revolve as he tried to put it on the hybrid his face, both flippers on the trigger as it was still crying.
Trying to get rid of the evidence that he had to do anything in this scenario.

"There is a small issue with this loveable and precious Penguin, he is part of a little cult that is using this house for a small plan that will eliminate everything in a near massive area, they are planning to blow up almost all of the continents starting with the major cities." Before gazing at the roof, taking a deep and elongated breath.

"We may end up having a small issue bub, if we do not keep this penguin safe, you may end up having to protect your family against twelve... ten? A small cluster of satans that want to eradicate all life on earth." He finished his sentence, awaiting the reaction carefully.

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Apr 1, 2019 23:32:47 GMT

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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 1, 2019 23:32:47 GMT

A cranial rattling ensured that the hybrid's consciousness was active and aware. Disregarding the violet backdrop static snaking behind his eyeballs, Celmaru arose in a rapid fashion. It was then that the hybrid finally fully recognized the -- penguin? That, and a gun? The hybrid was sure that he wasn't essentially comatose for such an extended period that an exotic pet was allowed at home. Regardless, not even Melia would allow a penguin to own -- much less so hold -- what appeared to be a live firearm. This was surely Ayumu's "friend". The hybrid knew that the elder had done "worse". Celmaru promptly, yet gingerly attempted at grasping the weaponized fuzzball by the armpits. It was by that mere action that the hybrid finally recognized his surroundings. This was definitely his home.

Celmaru's awakening, meanwhile, was seemingly asked for. Ayumu was resting upon a nearby armchair. If he was here, then --

"Ayumu, did you ever mention wanting any tea? We have Chai tea, prepared and available."

The following shriek of a whistling kettle paralleled Celmaru's thoughts. The hybrid's wife, however, shifted her gaze upon her husband after speaking. The stare that the hybrid received was... mixed. Albeit, the fear within Celmaru's eyes likely -- somehow -- lessened the potential repercussions. A previously neutral facial expression bared a minuscule hint of a wily smile. A banana appeared from the couch's back; firmly grasped by Phae. Such a wily grin escalated as she presented the fruit to her husband, gently sliding her finger along its length. However, an abrupt squeeze launched the entire banana straight from its peel! The fruit was catapulted towards Empy, evidently available to consume. Celmaru, in the meanwhile, rapidly blinked in both confusion and embarrassment. What was that implying? Was it implying anything? Phae leaned in, muttering a statement in an immoral tone.

"You'll experience your punishment later."

A realization transpired.

"OH-KAY, UH, HeY AYuMu WHAt abouT tHiS hOUsE, what?!"

The elder's words were partially, albeit not entirely blotted out from the hybrid's working memory. An overwhelming, blazing warmth encompassed the hybrid's upper body. It was to such an extent that it was almost as if his own hair had turned scarlet! Celmaru's voice had fluctuated terribly; Phae abstaining from fully-fledged laughter as she scooted away. Haphazardly adjusting himself prior to slipping away from the couch, Celmaru assumed the worst. It was always the worst. Unaware of whether or not he possessed a hold upon the penguin friend, the hybrid began to twiddle his thumbs. A cult. Always a cult, too. Well, not in the hybrid's life -- yet there was always a cult on the news.

"...This penguin. This weaponized fuzzer is in a cult. To reiterate a greater point; why this house? We're occupying what equates to the middle of nowhere. We live on a hill, near a village, several miles from East City, Ayumu!"

The mention of multiple "Satans" hardly reassured the hybrid of any vapid encounters. Apparently this was a generic weekday for Ayumu, albeit evidently still an immense disappointment. For Celmaru, however, this was a monumental stress factor. It hadn't even been a full five years since this house was purchased! What about his mortgage!? The hybrid's brows furrowed, his gaze upon the elder intensifying in distress. An irritable distress, that is.

"You're telling me where they are. I'm sending them straight into the Hell they're asking for!"

Unbeknownst to Celmaru, albeit perhaps unfortunately the opposite to Ayumu, the wily wife's gaze -- whilst pouring a cup or two of tea -- was stricken with concern. Phae was grateful for the eagerness to defend his family, albeit that was exactly what inflicted such intolerable aches time after time. Phae's eyes stung at the very thought.

Ayumu Hope

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Pain, Gain, and the Insane [Ayumu/Closed] Apr 3, 2019 22:29:24 GMT

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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 3, 2019 22:29:24 GMT

Ayumu would simply bring a small list towards Phae about how he enjoyed his tea as he would then turn to celmaru, not knowing how to explain this correctly.
There was absolutely no way that he could explain this without taking out a large sheet of paper and placing it on the table that was nearby, making some room as he then was frozen by what Empy was doing.
Catching the entire banana with its beak and slowly making gagging noises as a soft squishing sound was heard, pushing noises then coming to fruition as a sick and deep gurgling sound was heard as the now longer penguin had completely inhaled the banana as a soft and quiet splurging penguin noise came out of its mouth, unable to make little noises correctly... It instead squeaked vocally, as if everything was really stretched out.

"Okay, by the seven kami's that are resting on the lookout, i was about to throw up, but... that helps me explain quite a lot as i hope that you guys will be paying attention quite closely because this is very important." Ayumu then going back to the paper as he started to draw the shape of a box, detailing it slowly as a car came into view, the car having an awesome demonic hood and the back of it becoming quite more defined and having a license plate that said 666Maho-Gany666 as he then pointed towards the vehicle.

"Somebody came from hell, driving in this vehicle to have a casual drive across the land untill." Drawing a saiyan pod and a demonic guy in a hawaiian shirt that had lost half of his upper body as the car was crushed by the pod.
The nearby area burning before he started drawing years and years of progress about how layers of dirt had managed to get ontop of it. "It got hit by a saiyan pod and buried beneath this land that the house was build upon, locating far below it."

Letting him listen to this carefully, Ayumu then painted a happy little empy, a content squeak coming from empy as he rolled of the table, squeaked and bounced back onto the table, that little mess of the laws of nature.
Ayumu then started drawing a small little box and a key on the piece of paper, showing that the box was the engine of the car and that the key... that it was old and looked like a small treat by human standards.

"The core of the vehicle was able to emit enough power to let six space stations function with ease at hundreds of people, yet the key that was needed was lost untill they found it and accidentally dropped it on the artics.
A small creature absorbing the power of this key and ending up with the power of the satan core itself..." Ayumu looking towards the penguin himself as he just couldn't believe what he was about to say.

"Empy here... This little penguin is powered by satan his car."

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