Not playing nice.

[biomechanicalcicada]

 Action - Morning - The Bay

[Waking up was unceremonious for Perfect Cell. As it normally would be for a being with no need for sleep. Glaring up at the cavernous ceiling with all those white lights brought back some memories. None of them good. Nothing but screaming, burning and falling. With a defeated sigh, he sat up within his cocoon, giving it a once over; the box sliding down to fall open in his lap. An audible chuckle left him and echoed throughout the cave.]

How quaint.. Reminds me of my youth. Strange, I didn't regenerate in such a way after the explosion..

[Perhaps the spilled contents, more so the 'welcome pamphlet' between his knees, would answer some questions that buzzed about his dome. It took Cell no time what so ever to read every tiny detail of what the paper had to offer. All of which made his lip curl disgust. Room and board, money, a job? Preposterous! He had no need for such things as a normal being would! Taking only the real necessities, the android freed himself of the cocoon, levitated across the water and out the closest exit. What he thought was freedom was only more annoyance being greeted by the hologram.] 

There's a lot to go over, and many people stop listening just about now, so try to-

Yes, yes.. I get it! 

[Cell snarled, swinging an arm out to all too easily backhand the magazine rack and hologram aside with a wave of energy. A small way of venting frustration. Pity for the giant insect, it was going to be all down hill from here because of it. Sour as ever, he stood and leered out across the landscape.]

Hm.. Where to st-

[Too late. The defensive gas from the hologram unknowingly to the perfect android did its job. Cell slumped down onto his knees then just as undignified, crashed forward into the dirt. Out like a light as once before.]

((OOC: Hope I did this right to let the guardians come in and teach the bug man to be nice! Please by all means tell me to take it down and edit it if need be!))

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[koishi_komeiji]

And Cell would wake up to a little green thing poking at his head. "Hey there. Mister? Are you okay?" The little youkai had been drifting over to do her normal greeting when he collapsed. At least she had dragged him a short distance away.

It was strange. She was difficult to focus on. Not really invisible but... More like she wasn't actually there? Except she was?

Either way she would be poking him again. "Helloooo?"

[biomechanicalcicada]

If the poking at his crown didn't wake him, the annoying little voice filling his head vents would. Groaning was the first response, along with a shaky wave of the arm to swat away the voice. Seemed the gas was still putting a damper on his core. The groaning continued as the androids system worked out gas on a molecular level. Luckily for him, it didn't take long.

Cell lifted up off the ground, righted himself but remained in air. Just a few inches for a easier 'escape' if need be. While brushing the dirt off his always handsome face, he glared at what looked like a small child. "And you are? Clearly not human.." he scoffed, "I don't believe they're capable of being transparent.."

[koishi_komeiji]

Koishi did back off when her hand was waved away, drifting up into the air after Cell. Her third eye bobbed merrily, swaying from side to side.

"Oh! There we go! I'm glad you're okay, Mister." She was all smiles and sunshine it seemed. "Me? I'm a satori youkai. We're spirit-monster-demon-things. And satori are psychic, but I can't read minds anymore so you don't have to be scared of me."

The artery over her left shoulder looped itself into a heart. "You're not human either, Mister. What are you?"

[biomechanicalcicada]

"Uh huh.." Not the most polite of responses but after hearing all of whatever that was? Cell was more so officially done with this 'world' already. While the dancing wire of sorts caught his eye, he sucked his teeth, attempting to calmly reply to her question. It was a hard thing to muster when you were only just bested by a hologram, of all things!

"I am partial human. A proper term for me would be android." but Cell wasn't here for little rounds of friendly chit-chat. "Now, little miss youkai, answer me this.. I've read that pamphlet of yours, went over the rules.. Is this Hell?" It certainly felt like it to him. What with all the bells and whistles to make it all seem like a holly-jolly holiday. "As if being killed off by that stupid little boy and his more idiotic father was bad enough already.." he growled, followed by what seemed to be a aggravated chirp of his wings. Bug talk.

[stillsmiling]

[Shi tries to swing by the Bay as frequently as possible. He might not know much about Genessia, but offering a smile to new faces is the most useful thing he can do right now. Typically, he just stands around with a coffee for a few minutes and then leaves uneventfully. Sometimes he sees people leave... Today, he finds someone big and green collapsed.

As useless as the kid may be, he rushes over and drops to the ground next to Cell.]

A-Are you okay? Hey..! W-Wake up! [And he's taking off his own pink winter coat, afraid Cell might freeze.]

[biomechanicalcicada]

A soft groan is heard from dirt eating cicada man. Just a little more time and the effects of the gas would be processed within his ever healing, ever morphing core. Although, the phantom feeling of someone hanging over you and crying out that close to your head vent? Only made Cell groan louder. What made it all the more worse? Just how shrill it was.

It was either suffer with a 'concerned' person wailing or process faster. His bio mass won that argument, hands down.

Perfect Cells eyes snapped open, "Gah! Shut up, you little cretin!"

[stillsmiling]

"AHH- RIGHT!" Shi had only just removed his winter coat when Cell's eyes opened. He voiced one final squeak of surprise before beginning to nod, mutely, to the giant green cicada man. He was all too accustomed to being asked to shut up and disappear.

"Nnngh..." He tried to apologize by bowing his head a few times, then held out the winter coat. The pink winter coat, which was obviously not Cell's size... But it was something. Better than being cold, Shi hoped. It wasn't as if not helping was an option either.

[biomechanicalcicada]

So long as he was silent, Cell was able to concentrate all the more on recovering. It only took a few more moments. Within a minutes time, the android felt his strength return and climbed back up to his feet. Completely ignoring the other beside him and the offered of cloth, as there was much dusting off to do. After such there was a more important question to be answered: Where and what had knocked him out.

Ah, yes. Perhaps the cowering human knew.

"You.. What happened to me? Some sort of poison? Is that how your 'city' greets it's prisoners?"

[scienderp]

[It took. So much effort. To get here. He'd memorized the right pathways to take in order to not knock everything over because God it was so hard to just sit in the middle of a forest in Fayren all the time and just... look at things on the phone.

And not interact directly with them.

It was super boring, he's sort of more used to constant movement.

He'd only just caught the tail end of Cell's ill fated mosh party of one, and by the time the android began to come to again, any action that would lead to looking up would have him seeing... Well Skyfire.

All forty five feet of him, carefully hunched over his formerly inert shape, a look of profound concern on his face.]

... Are you alright?

[biomechanicalcicada]

If it the thunderous footsteps didn't wake the android up, the seemingly booming voice from overhead would. It all made his inner grey mass quickened the needed of 'healing'. And once at a hundred percent, Cell vanished. Nothing too far, just enough to put him more at ease toward his concerned 'company'. A forty five foot tall arms length away.

"Who-" No, that really wasn't what he wanted to know, "What are you!?"

Calling back to stored memories of the older Red Ribbon army, Cell did recall there being large robotic creatures. 'Destoryers' as they were titled but this was no Destroyer. Far too advanced and sleek.

[scienderp]

Taken aback by the sudden disappearance of what he'd assumed was an injured organic newcomer, it took Skyfire a solid few seconds to catch up with what just happened, and what the question was.

"Well you... were a bit more correct with who, sir..." But-

"I'm a Cybertronian." There! Question answered!

"I see you are, in fact, quite alright though. I had no idea the hologram had a defense system installed in it."

[biomechanicalcicada]

Perfect Cells right eye began to twitch, terribly noticeable at that. So that's what happened.. A mental note was taken: not mess with any more 'things' in this world until there was a better grasp at the situation. But just how long was he 'asleep' in that pod back in the cave? Months? Decades? Could this be the work of such technological advances from the army and this was all a test? He was never sure, not since the day he was 'born'.

"Is that your model name? No doubt an upgrade from the Destroyers.. Did the Red Ribbon Army summon you here to give me a new objective? I hate to break it to you but since the good doctor gave me freedom all those years ago.. I won't be taking orders from anyone, anytime soon."

[4starsaviour]

Goku thought he had sensed some familiar ki earlier, but that practically disappeared when Cell had passed out, so he brushed it off as nothing.

It's not until Cell recovers that he senses it again - given that Cell's energy is a mishmash of various friends and foes of his, as well as Goku's own energy, he thinks it's Vegeta's energy at first. Acting too quickly for his own good, he taps a finger to his forehead, teleporting to the source.

"Hey, Vege--" It's a bit of a shock to see, instead of a short and irritable Saiyan, a seven- or eight-foot tall green bug-man. "Wait, Cell?!"

Goku's baffled and concerned, to be sure, but he's more excited than one would expect, given all that Cell did and tried to do. Sure, he couldn't beat Cell when they last met, but he has gotten a lot stronger since then...

[biomechanicalcicada]

Up and about, mulling over the magazine rack no less, Cell froze hearing that all too familiar sound. Although, fear was quickly washed away only to be brought to a piss boiling anger upon hearing exactly who it was. HIM. Of all people. Gritting his teeth, the android pivoted to face the saiyan with the most unwelcoming of grimaces.

"Goku.. So, this is Hell.. Where else would I be brought to suffer than to be a prisoner here with the likes of you!"

[4starsaviour]

Goku just laughs at Cell's comment, clearly not taking this as seriously as he should. "Nah, I don't think so! From what I saw of Freeza's part of hell, there'd be a lot more cuddly things around here if we were there." Goku's seen a few things that might match the description, but there are certainly no giggling angels or teddy bear parades.

"Didn't you listen to that hologram thing? It did a pretty good job at explaining where we are!" Sure, there's also the pamphlets, but Goku isn't exactly the type to read if he doesn't have to.

[biomechanicalcicada]

"I destroyed it." Cell hissed and crossed his arms over that pigeon chest of his. How else would he stand? "The paper stating I was going to be a prisoner was more than enough information needed.." A quick glance at the half smoldering magazines caused the android to snort and kick any that where within range.

"I already wanted to leave here as soon as possible but now with you here? I'm making sure to blow this place to smithereens before I do!"

[discomilf]

[Cell would likely awaken to a woman prodding at various parts of his anatomy with a foot, mumbling to herself. Whatever she was attempting to do, there was one thing that was certain. She wore a look of the utmost disdain on her face.]

This place truly has no sense of style in who it grabs...

[biomechanicalcicada]

Cell only had to endure a few prods before he could get up. Damn that poison.. Nothing hurt, obviously, but his purple, more softer sections were tender for an extra minute. An extra minute he did not want to deal with the 'colorful woman'

"I couldn't agree more.." the chimera snarled. "Let me guess.. You're stuck here as well?" While asking, Cell took the time to preen himself, making sure all dust was brushed in her direction.

[discomilf]

Ragyo was not amused with his attempts to sully her outfit. Thankfully such attempts fell flat, thanks to her superior design.

"Stuck is such a strong word. Instead of wallowing in self pity, I've decided to make the most of my situation and bring my business to this world. A business you could no doubt benefit from."

She has nothing but annoyance in her tone as she talks, and as she does, light seems to well up around her. Almost as if several people were using solar flare just behind her.

[beamsmagicalgirls]

[Seventeen was passing by on his own time for his own reasons. He had taken two jobs, sort of. He was now looking at apartments for both him and his sister. That was when he passed the Bay. Thank god he can't sense energies, it would had been disgusting to sense Cell's. But there Cell was, on the floor. Eyes flickered with hate as he stared down at the familiar bug. Already, Seventeen felt something crawling on him. If it was his older self, an energy blast would be fired no doubt. Now, Seventeen was stronger, so he held his grudge, for now.

His hands rested in his pockets, not a hint of worry.]

Couldn't withstand some gas. It was stupid of you to try and damage the thing anyway.

[biomechanicalcicada]

By Seventeens arrival, the bio-android was over the little hiccup with that pesky gas. A few squeaky wing flaps and a suppressed groan left him, no doubt from an aching nose. Landing face first into the hard ground couldn't be pleasant for anyone, even for the likes of Perfect Cell. "I make one mistake.." he muttered out loud to himself, not knowing of the nearby company "And it just turns into a series of follies.."

More groaning, evolving into light cursing as he finally found his feet. A hand went right to his nose, checking for any imperfections. No doubt it would have healed crooked, given his genetic makeup. Sure enough, it was. The perfect being sucked his teeth and without hesitation, snapped the bridge broken only to reposition it into it's proper place.

"Enjoying the show.. Brother?"

[beamsmagicalgirls]

Seventeen remained still, keeping a calm composure. If Cell was trying to poke any nerve from this android (or cyborg), Seventeen wasn't taking the bait. It felt more like Cell looked pathetic and lost. "Well, no one's perfect," Seventeen simply said.

"Don't call me that." He calmly stated. "Actually. You looked a lot better when you were dead."

[thornmage]

... Well.

Elias had stood by, quietly watching as the... he had no idea what Cell was, honestly, attack the hologram, and fall victim to the subsequent self defense system.

Well.

A gentle nudge would soon be coming the afflicted bug mans way as the mage prodded with his cane, the boney head cocked slightly to the side. Truth be told, it was terribly amusing. That was the feeling, he knew what amusement felt like.

As funny as it was though, it was probably best to make sure the newcomer hadn't died or something. That'd be unfortunate.

"You haven't died, have you?"

[biomechanicalcicada]

"Keep poking me with whatever that is and one of us will be.." A defensive swat of hand accompanied the threat. Point made, Perfect Cell effortlessly stood up and dusted away what he could. Most so between the armor plating, before it would begin to itch. It was amazing sometimes how quickly his perfect body worked. From new limbs to cures to poisons. As he preened that perfectly handsome face of his, the android side-eyed the cane wielding being.

"And what are you? Some sort of stage performer? Such a ridiculous mask to be wearing.. At least you look more elegant than most I've seen.." Which wasn't saying much. One (goofy) man with his team of misfits and a camera crew were hardly the example to compare to current his company. Not that they needed to know that..

[thornmage]

"That was unnecessary." The cane was pulled back however, the entity taking a step back from Cell as he stood.

He didn't seem surprised at the question, though granted, it didn't look like Elias could look surprised at much of anything. Or indeed, make much of any expression to begin with, though the lights within the darkened sockets flickered faintly brighter.

"No." Good, very helpful, Elias. No what? Not a stage performer? That's not a mask?

Well yes. Yeah. He's not elaborating but yes.

"What are you?"