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

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[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…]

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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!]

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Back...out?

[He blinks and shakes his head.]

No, I was kidnapped. Came back this morning.

[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.]

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

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.]

Well, yeah...I guess. It's not like I'm really worried about the future. I figure I'd rather take the good with the bad as they come.

[Krillin sips his own.]

Does that happen a lot, though?

The kidnappings? Yes, all the time. And I haven't seen one that didn't come back without the nuisance of a shift placed on them. Except for you.

Really? Never?

[Oh...great...just his luck. It'll be something weird.]

Never. [It might not seem like it on the outside, but he's sure there's got to be something wrong with Krillin. But what could it be.]

Perhaps you'll be teleporting randomly around the enclosure like someone else I know around here. Give it time.

That...doesn't sound so bad.
What's the worst thing you've seen?

You aren't suffering from the worst I've seen. [Krillin isn't going around trying to kill anyone or losing his mind so he's good. Plus he doesn't wanna talk about Baby or Trunks.]

But, if you'd like to know, I met one that lost functionality of his hands. He needed assistance with everything he did.

And I mean absolutely everything.

That's...pretty crappy.

[And it's about that time that out of the shadows comes! HAIR! It just sort of jumps out of nowhere and makes to attach itself to Vegeta's face. Like a mustache.]

[Out of all the things he was expecting, this wasn't it. The hair attaches itself to him and he cries out, leaping backwards, but it's too late. It's there, happily nestling underneath his nose.]

Get it off! What the heck?!

[He starts to claw at his face with his free hand.]

[Krillin blinks in mild panic]

Oh geez! WHAT?! Is that...some sort of spider?!

[He's not going to reach up at Vegeta's face though.]

[His coffee goes flying now, and who knows who it's coming at- but he's grabbing that hair and throwing it to the ground. Looking down in anger, he wonders what the hell it is, but the piece of hair has friends. And they've tied themselves together to form a certain shape. Sneaking up behind the Saiyan, they leap- and attach themselves to his face just as the previous one did.

He yelps in surprise, not expecting more enemies, but look. Vegeta looks like his dad now. Mustache and beard and all.]

[Krillin snatches the cup out of the air and sets it down safely, because wow hot! Someone could sue McDonalds over that dude!

And now, seeing the extra hair? Krillin takes a step back.]

Oh...oh...man. That's...

[Hilarious? Terrifying?]

Hair spiders?!

[Whatever it is, it's tickling his face and HE DOESN'T LIKE IT.]

What do you mean hair spiders?! [He screams as he claws this group off of his face too. Once they hit the ground, they start to squirm off, and he points a finger at the first one and shoots a beam of energy that disposes of it.]

Argh! Where are the darned things coming from?!

I...I don't know!

[He whirls around and looks for more, spotting another one crawling towards Vegeta and zapping it with a bit of ki.]

Maybe we should get outside?!

[He zaps a few that have managed to free themselves of Krillin and tried to save their friends, before making his way quickly outside. Krillin doesn't have to tell him twice, he's out the door and staring back into the coffee shop to see if any followed.]

Where are they?! Do you see any more?

No. I don't.

[But...he can't look behind him. And some of it has snuck into Vegeta's hair...]

Blasted things! When I find out where they're coming from-! [He'll figure it out, give him a second or two when OH GOD

THE HAIR HIDING IN HIS HAIR ATTACKS HIS FACE.]

Arghhh!

WHA!?

[Okay, now Krillin does help, reaching to try and grab some of the excess hair that's flowing around Vegeta's scalp.]

[He gets the hair off of his face again, and he wants to swat Krillin away but restrains himself.]

GET. IT. OUT. NOW. [He's going to try to help get the locks out of his own hair the best he can, zapping everything he throws to the ground.]

[Krillin's hands do some fast work, pulling out clumps of the menace. And maybe accidentally tugging on Vegeta's own.]

S-sorry! Doing what I can!

Ow! Watch it, will you! [He yells while also clawing out hair. Though some of it has managed to crawl back up his pants from where he threw it on the ground, and is slipping under his shirt.

He feels something crawling there, and pushes Krillin away, holding a hand aimed at Vegeta's own chest.]

THAT'S IT, I'VE HAD ENOUGH!

[And with a flash of light, he blasts himself, trying to incinerate the hair!]

[Krillin flies back a few paces with a:]

Yahhh! Watch it with that!

[Because GEEZ dude it's just hair.]

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