I Welcome This Blade

"For too long, you've fed on the misery of others. You stole from me everything precious and dear. But no more. It ends now." ---------- RP blog for Tapion from Dragonball Z: Wrath of the Dragon. Track Tag: tapionthegreat

[tapion-the-great]

   He was quiet for a moment upon hearing a name, then smiled just a bit. “Tapion.” Yes, if he recalled, there was also a little boy with a striking resemblance to his father - and the man who stood before him. He thought about asking, but hesitated and held his tongue. What were the chances? “It’s nice to meet you.” Well, he seemed nice enough.

[lowerclasshigherpower]

"Pleasure’s all mine, I guess."  Tapion was an odd name, not like any he’d heard before.  The guy definitely didn’t seem hostile though, which while being a relief was also disappointing since he was up for a good fight.

[tapion-the-great]

   At Bardocks reply, Tapion loosened up a bit. "Are you from this planet?" Tapion had taken to traveling to different planets in search of his home world having accidentally been sent to the wrong place. Well, he was sure he would find it soon, right?

[tapion-the-great]

  ”What?” Majin Buu? Er, that sounded sort of familiar, like he had read it in a book somewhere before… Didn’t matter, he guessed, if he couldn’t remember. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a Majin Buu before…”

[genocideandchocolate-deactivate]

"Then I guess your stupid then."  Buu let out a long yawn, and crossed his arms over his chest.  Blinking at the shorter being, he took a step forward, "Are you going to fight me?"

[tapion-the-great]

   Stupid? Well, that was rude. Narrowing his eyes, he considered the challenge. "If you really want to." He didn't really care much for fighting, but if this Majin Buu wanted a fight, he'd give it to him.

[hakamorra-archive]

     Trying to get better boundaries of the land she was on the Queen had gone on another walk on an unknown path. The sun was high in the sky, a breeze blowing, and clouds causing occasional shadows upon the forest canape. Her stepping was light, eyes closed, but when her ears had gave an alerting turn to the soft tone those eyes were revealed and gazing out to just what was the source of the tune. 

     Being who she was, Hakamorra was curious in finding the root to the music being played so deep in the forest. Each footstep taken the sound became louder and louder until, it stopped; but she did not. Her figure would soon be shown, arm lifting a low tree branch for her to duck under and reveal herself and catch the music-maker. 

     ”Please, don’t mind me. Continue.” It had been too long since she had heard the whistle of a flute-like instrument. Herself being more grown to the stringed instruments, she had only heard the air lifted tune when her mother was alive. 

[tapion-the-great]

 Tapion stared at her for a while, taking in her appearance. He had never met anyone who looked like her before, but it had been 1000 years since he had seen any of his own kind. New species were always interesting to witness.

   Finally, he returned to playing his Ocarina, switching to a different tune. One he had heard not too long ago. A melodic Earth song playable by both wind and string instruments. He enjoyed it the first time he heard it, and taught himself how to play it.

 He spent a few moments playing, repeating the tune a few times, before he stopped again. Strapping the Ocarina to his belt, he turned to the girl, smiling just a bit. "You like music, then?" It was obvious, he supposed, but it was a conversation starter.

[lowerclasshigherpower]

While he loved the idea of playing semantics over wind instruments, and their names, he didn’t care too much to pursue that topic.  This odd looking young man looked at him as though he’d seen a ghost.  In recent months, however, that had become a normal thing for him.

"Name’s Bardock, and you are?"

[tapion-the-great]

    He was quiet for a moment upon hearing a name, then smiled just a bit. "Tapion." Yes, if he recalled, there was also a little boy with a striking resemblance to his father - and the man who stood before him. He thought about asking, but hesitated and held his tongue. What were the chances? "It's nice to meet you." Well, he seemed nice enough.

[genocideandchocolate-deactivate]

"Majin Buu."  This seemed almost like a waste of his time, talking to this person.  He contemplated just turning him to chocolate there, and getting it over with.  Though that thought was quickly tossed out of his mind as ruining the fun he could possibly have with this, Konastian, or whatever he’d said.

[tapion-the-great]

   "What?" Majin Buu? Er, that sounded sort of familiar, like he had read it in a book somewhere before... Didn't matter, he guessed, if he couldn't remember. "I don't think I've ever heard of a Majin Buu before..."

[lowerclasshigherpower]

When you travel the galaxy in search of your son and a number of answers, you come across strangers of every kind and every shape.  Clearly though this was no exception, though this one certainly had a more ‘heroic’ look to him then others he’d come across.

"What’s with the flute?"

[tapion-the-great]

   He pulled down his instrument and tied it at his waist. "It's an Ocarina, actually." He stood up straight from against the wall and faced the other. "It's just something to pass the time." This man looked like someone he knew. Goku, the man from Planet Earth. However, it was quite obvious this man wasn't Goku. "Who are you?" he asked.

[tapion-the-great]

  hakamorra started following you

  lowerclasshigherpower started following you

  twicethesaiyan started following you

  genocideandchocolates started following you

  thenewplanetvegeta started following you

   It was a soft tune. It didn’t sound the same as his old Ocarina. This one had a more bass-like tune, but it was still the same song because it was the only tune he had ever learned. Upon feeling the stranger approach, he lower the Ocarina and glanced in the direction they were approaching, silently waiting for them to make the first move.

[genocideandchocolate-deactivate]

Stupid hair and annoying music.  Why did he have a sword, too?  Why wasn’t he saying anything?  He was just staring at Buu, waiting for something.

"What are you supposed to be?"

[tapion-the-great]

   ...What the heck was that suppose to mean? He had seen weird species before, but this was entirely new. And the stranger was asking what he was? "I'm a Konastian." He guessed that was the answer the other was looking for. "What are you supposed to be?"

[tapion-the-great]

  hakamorra started following you

  lowerclasshigherpower started following you

  twicethesaiyan started following you

  genocideandchocolates started following you

  thenewplanetvegeta started following you

   It was a soft tune. It didn't sound the same as his old Ocarina. This one had a more bass-like tune, but it was still the same song because it was the only tune he had ever learned. Upon feeling the stranger approach, he lower the Ocarina and glanced in the direction they were approaching, silently waiting for them to make the first move.

[tapion-the-great]

 Out of Song: You guys found me fast.

[tapion-the-great]

 Out of Song: Kay, so, now I had changed this account into a different one. I am (very obviously) not affiliated with CWRP. So, feel free to Unfollow, but I don't even think CWRP is even around anymore... Anyways, it's a pleasure to meet you, I will now be Role Playing Tapion from Dragonball Z: Wrath of the Dragon. Thanks!

[newfutureheroes-a-blog]

So I've been thinking

Some one should totally make a Tapion rp blog….that would be fun to interact with. Klein and Tapion would be so confused by the other’s appearance lol. Klein would want to know how Tapion knew his dad. It would be fun to see him interact with the rest of the fandom to. I wonder….probably not can’t rp with my self. So someone please do this.

[tapion-the-great]

 Out of Song: I think I accidentally did a thing, and I had no idea... Hi, this is junior-world-champion....

[mochamadrizky-blog]

[dragonatics-saiyan]

[jojoliion-deactivated20190919]

[tapion-the-great]

 Formerly red-and-black-desperado.

 Now tapion-the-great.