Raxceni
Dangerous Lunatic
That familiar voice Frieza could pin point through all the noise in hell belonged to a certain giant, bald Saiyan man, who like Frieza, could find joy in others’ pain. Especially when he was the one causing it. Currently, he was forcing a paralyzed oni to use his own fist to punch himself in the face. His laughing rose above the noise going on in his area. It was boisterous and cruel, showing that all the time Nappa spent in hell never caused him to change his ways. It might have even made him worse. With his iron grip on the oni’s wrist, he continued punching the defenseless creature, telling him each time, “Stop hittin’ yourself!”
The oni grunted and groaned each time Nappa used his own limb to strike his face. Though he had a bloody noise, the oni managed to grunt out, “Technically, I’m not hitting myself, you…dolt.”
This caused Nappa to freeze in mid action, his gleeful smile dropped instantly after hearing the oni insult him. Being a Saiyan who was petty, and easily offended, Nappa could not help but glare at the oni who dared to make that remark. Just when the oni began to form a smug smile, ready to insult him again, Nappa’s large fist collided with the middle of the blue creature’s face. Breaking the oni’s nose, and his glasses. Throwing the oni’s body down on the ground like he was a toy Nappa had grown bored with, the giant of a Saiyan began to walk away, looking extremely annoyed.
Just when the oni felt like he had finally been spared of Nappa’s torture, the Saiyan stopped walking after taking several paces away from him. The last thing the oni saw Nappa do was raise his arm up, with his index and middle fingers raised to point upward. Suddenly the ground around him felt like a bomb had detonated, and the body he could not move was propelled into the sky, causing the blue creature to scream with a feminine pitch.
“Wiseass,” Nappa grumbled after he heard the creature’s screaming off in the distance as gravity brought his victim’s body back down somewhere near the amusement park.
Before the Saiyan could run amuck around hell with his newfound freedom from his jail cell, something loud and bright happened. Like anyone with good reflexes, the Saiyan blocked the intense light from hurting his retinas, and steeled himself against the explosive force that was pushing him back. Once the bright light faded away, and showed a strange portal out of hell, Nappa stood there, blinking a few times, unsure of where it lead to. He watched as others who were sentenced to hell flood straight away towards the portal, and eventually decided to get a better look.
When he got close enough to peer into the rip in the dimension, someone rudely bumped into him, and if that wasn’t enough, they had the nerve to growl, “Watch it!” at him afterwards. A gurgle came out of the guy’s mouth when Nappa reached out and squeezed his fingers around the guy’s neck and pulled him back to face him. It was some blue guy with white hair and a really stupid – and kinda Zarbon looking, if ya know what I mean… - outfit. Upon feeling his air supply being cut short, a look of terror was on this former minion of Garlic Jr.’s face as he met with Nappa’s cold dark eyes.
“You watch it,” Nappa growled back loudly after he got this weakling’s attention. Without saying anything else, he threw Nicky to the ground in front of him and deliberately stepped on his back, and his head to force him to eat the dirt as he made his escape from hell.
Along the way out, he had to encounter a few more annoyances before finally taking in his first breath of air for the first time since he died. It was an action he didn’t know he had missed until just this moment. Air was brushing against his skin, and the gravity was so light he felt like he weighted nothing. Though he stood upon a wasteland, he knew that this planet was fertile elsewhere. Yep, he was back on planet Earth.
After being in hell for so long, and because he was highly energetic that it made you wonder if he had some kind of Saiyan A.D.D., Nappa couldn’t help but shout out to the heavens in joy. “YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I’M ALIVE AGAIN!”
“Big whoop, so are we, but you don’t see us shouting like an idiot about it,” said some insignificant escapee of hell that stood in a group of others like himself, who silently nodded their heads in agreement with their spokesperson.
“HEY SHUT UP!” Nappa yelled back as he fired a deadly ki blast at the group, and caused them to flee from the area in fear of losing their lives so soon after getting them back. The Saiyan laughed, satisfied with his work, and turned to break the fourth wall. “What? It’s okay to hurt the damned you know.” Laughing at his own joke, Nappa continued to revel in his good fortune at being alive again.
He may have looked like a big loud idiot to everyone else, but in his mind, he felt like a god.
STATUS REPORT!
Current Location: Was in Hell, now at some Wasteland on Earth
Mood: STUPID AND CONTAGIOUS WITH JOY!
Current Company: Perhaps other people who escaped from Hell along with him.
Course of Action Taking: Throwing his weight around and being a bully towards annoying weaklings who try to ruin his good time.
What’s the Scouter Say about His Power level?!: 30,000/ CS 10
Completed Assignment: Pwned an oni, Nicky, and some Smug Damned people
