2nd Chestnut: A Hairoic Return [Action/Voice]

[comicallyheroic]

Action

[Honestly, Krillin has had better days. He’s had worse ones too, but he’s definitely had better. Waking up in the middle of the town square at dawn isn’t really his ideal way to start his day, but as he picks himself up and pats himself down he basically counts his blessings that he’s not dead. He may be sore and hurting all over…but he’s not dead.

Always a plus.

Running his hands along his head though, something feels different. Something feels…very…different. It’s…fuzzy. And silky soft!]

Seriously? All that? Just to give me back my hair? [He chuckles to himself and runs a hand through his wonderful, black mane.] Man those guys are weird


[With that, Krillin sets about putting his life back together after the kidnapping. Or something. First comes clothes, so he’ll stop by the clothing shop. Then home for a shower, out for food, and then just relaxing. The usual stuff…except unknown to him…everywhere he goes, little bits of his hair spring out and scuttle off, growing in size and fluffiness in a matter of moments. Passersby may find themselves being leaped upon and grabbed by random follicles of doom that divebomb people from ceilings, or hair tripwires in doorways, or maybe just sliding up your leg as you enjoy your morning coffee. Now, as soon as Krillin leaves a building, the animated locks simply vanish though, because the Malnosso wouldn’t want him to not get blamed for it, would they?

Of course not.]

Later on though, when he figures it out, Krillin puts out a voice call from his apartment, where he’s sequestered himself…]

Voice

Does anyone know a barber? Or...someone who’s got a weedwacker or magical sword or something really sharp. I’m having a bit of a problem here and I could really use some help…

[And with that done, he clicks it off.]

[OOC: Krillin is back from his first kidnapping, with his hair! He’ll be keeping it afterwards, so that would be why his icons are all swapped around now!]

Comments

Action; I'm so entertained.

[tsundroid]

[Now where did Eighteen spend most of her time when not in the Battle Dome? Yeah, the clothing shop. Or somewhere with shopping opportunities anyhow. She's doing her weekly sweep of the clothing shop at this point and is in the midst of holding a top up to herself when the doorbell chimes merrily. Not that she pays attention really until she glances further down the rack and something catches her eyes near the door.

It takes her a moment of standing there, hands up near her shoulders and top still in place to fully realize what she's looking at. Uh...]

You look like the end of a broom.

[comicallyheroic]

[Krillin blinks when he hears that voice, and has the good sense to blush and rub the back of his head before answering.]

Ah, well...the Malnosso did it.

[tsundroid]

[Eighteen can't help but roll her eyes.]

They don't have much sense, do they. First they run off with Seventeen long enough to make him human for a while and now they're growing out people's hair.

[A beat, then:]

You actually do have hair, hm.

[comicallyheroic]

Uh...yeah?

[A pause, since he remembered something.]

I never told you, but yeah, I actually shave my head. I have since I was a kid growing up at the Orin temple.

[tsundroid]

[She cocks a brow.]

Old habits die hard, I guess.

[It's right about then that Eighteen shakes her foot and glances down briefly. Had something crawled over her foot? Seeing nothing, the blonde tosses the blouse back on a hanger and on the rack itself again. Then she gives the man a subtle once over.]

And that's all that happened?

[comicallyheroic]

[He nods once, looking down at himself.]

As...far as I know, yeah. I mean, I'm a little stiff and sore, but I figure that's expected. Does something look off, besides the hair?

[tsundroid]

Not that I can see anyhow. Here.

[She offers out a modest polo shirt from the rack. It's the right size and everything too. Never let it be said that Eighteen can't eyeball someone and figure out their sizes.]

I think the hair is a big enough change.

[It's unreasonably bouncy. Seriously, if she were more worried about appearances and her own hair's condition she might be jealous.]

[comicallyheroic]

Thanks.

[She's definitely got it right, so he'll slip it on and give it an experimental look.]

And yeah, I...think so too. Could be worse. I could be like Vegeta, and have an attacking tail.

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang was just making a morning run to the grocery store to pick up some breakfast supplies when he stopped at an unusual site.]

Hey! Don't I know you? [He squints as he tries to recognize Krillin.

And then, he feels something on his own head.]

W-what?! [There's some renegade hair trying to claim his bald head for its own.]

[Action]

[comicallyheroic]

Uh...we met...

[He trails off as a mess of black follicles latches on, blinking.]

Wh-what the heck is that!

[He makes a grab for it...]

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

I- I dunno! [The hair continues its bald attack! As Krillin reaches for it, a tendril reaches out to whip at his hand sharply.]

[Action]

[comicallyheroic]

Ow, hey!

[Krillin grabs the hair and pulls it away from Aang's head, more annoyed than hurt.]

I've never seen anything like this before. What is this?

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang looks on uncertainly and pats at his head. Safe for now?]

It looks like... hair! [Aang squints. In fact, it looks a lot like the hair that's already on that man's head.]

[Action]

[comicallyheroic]

...It really does.

[He stares at it...trying to place it.]

It's familiar, too. Like I've seen this somewhere before...

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

Iiiittttt... kinda looks like your hair.

[Action]

[comicallyheroic]

MY hair? No way! My hair can't do weird things like that.

[It squirms and thrashes in his hands, straining to reach Aang...]

action; because its hair

[gunkonmyboot]

[While the blonde is shopping inside, the black one is chilling outside close to a bench. Knowing the blonde, she might need help carrying some clothes home or something. If not, drag the twin for a fitting wardrobe. Women. The android simply leans back while waiting, arms out and over the bench quietly. Least until he sees something interesting and well... He's grinning.]

You actually do have hair then.

[comicallyheroic]

...

[Great. This guy again. Being a creep.]

Yeah. I do. The Malnosso gave it to me. And even normally I do. I shave my head. I'm not bald.

action

[misterbrief]

[Unfortunately he doesn't have a coffee maker or an espresso machine here like he does at Capsule Corp, but it does only take him five seconds to fly to the coffee shop if he wants some. So he happens to drop by this morning because he feels like it. Ordering his coffee, he waits for it to come when he spots Krillin. And he's got his hair back, completely full just like he's used to seeing with the exception that it's jet black now versus the grey Vegeta was used to. But Krillin doesn't have his mustache, that's still a blast from the past for him.

But that does pose a question to Vegeta. Did Krillin return home and come back from a different time period again? He should find out.]

Hey! Krillin! [He gives a commanding yell over to him.]

action

[comicallyheroic]

[Hearing his name, Krillin turns and looks back. Oh, it's Vegeta. So...coffee in hand, he meanders over.]

Hey Vegeta, what's up?

[misterbrief]

Listen. Did you return home for a time or did you just decide to grow that mop of yours back out.

[It's important!]

[comicallyheroic]

Back...out?

[He blinks and shakes his head.]

No, I was kidnapped. Came back this morning.

[misterbrief]

[Inwardly he breathes a sigh of relief. Good. One less mess he needs to worry about.]

They kidnapped you and returned your hair to you. Hmf, consider yourself lucky.

[IF ONLY HE KNEW.]

[comicallyheroic]

Apparently, yeah. Why? Do I go bald in the future?

[misterbrief]

No, moron, because those shifts never hold good results for when you return. [Gosh Krillin duuuuuh]

[Oh hey, it's his coffee. He takes it and sips from it.]