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 Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 4:04 am
This one's about a 6th warrior from the Dragonball series that Baba the fortuneteller brought back to life to use as leverage in case one could not pay for her fortunes, (for a refresher course on what I'm talking about look it up and shame on you for not being a big enough Dragonball fan)
Anyways this all pretty much gets into detail and carries through to a convenient time gap between Trunks' departure and the androids' arrival. Considering this is like, my first work, EVER... I'd appreciate any criticism that's actually useful beyond "This is lame" or "You suck at this..." "blah blah blah..." All I plan on doing is making something I like and taking it from there mostly making it up as I go along sweatdrop Hope you all like and comment about it to me, kind of like Candy's rules I'd appreciate leaving this canvas blank for the rest of the story.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 9:55 pm
Oh yeah one last thing too, given this is my first time posting a story would also appreciate advice on how to make it better to read since I'm not used to posting my works. If anyone can advise me a bit on that I think I could help make this story more enjoyable to read for everyone!
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 10:03 pm
This feeling... what is this feeling. I sense a new form of energy.. it stinks too!
It's so familiar somehow...Can it be... a Saiyan? If so this planet is probably doomed... No point in giving it mind... zzzz...
Hmm? Strange... I can still smell it but the stench of blood is far too faint.. Why is this? Hmm still none of this interests me much... zzz...
*_______, are you conscious yet?* Mistress Baba's voice? must be another challenger for her fortunes, I would get involved but if I did then there'd be no sport in it...
I honestly don't even know why she bothered bringing me here, I'm too powerful for any earthling, even the Saiyan I sense Still would be easily disposed of at his current power level besides all that she's got two more ringers in the seats and even I wouldn't want to go up against one of them.. best just stay like this, she won't bother me... zzz...
*_______ YOU IDIOT!!!* I tumbled over from her sudden screech opening my eyes lazily as I look around me in surprise as all but one of the others lay down for the count around me as I look up at Mistress Baba in surprise. It was no impossibility to be sure the first three were defeated but who could have beaten the likes of Akuman? (Devil Man). As Baba sighed muttering to herself about my laziness clearly in a foul mood about this I turned to the only one left standing, the strange human, one of those select few humans I found worth a shred of my respect, as I approached him his wizened old eyes turned to me as a strange smile appeared on his crinkled face
*Well now well now, based on how you look you're surprised as much as I am someone finally beat us but that young boy was certainly something all right ohohohohoho!*
A CHILD? The man was old to be sure but he wasn't likely to be taken down by just anyone. Stranger still he seemed almost happy about the whole thing. What good is losing any battle? You'll just end up dead just like he and I are.. None of it made sense! As the old fool kept on humming to himself I turned to the only other one likely to make sense of things, Akuman, he was looking far more shaken up than I'd ever expected to see someone who had something as powerful as his legendary Devilmite beam. I grabbed him from behind and lifted him up by his spandex underwear and looked at him coldly
"Tell me what happened already! How could some runt kid possibly have been that much trouble for you?"
That's when the guy really lost it, started babbling on and smiling crazily as he wriggled around *Kid? No way that was.. He, too pure... Like some kind of monster, so strong... yet pure? So pure no darkness in his heart? Not even an ounce a speck a drop? Ahahaha!!*
Ugh these guys were of no help at all... Akuman was talking crazy, Baba was still grumbling and the old man was stuck in his ever existent thinking of the good old days... I won't even get started on the other three losers there was no way they'd be of any help... Something was bugging me though, I couldn't tell why but a thought of that Saiyan flashed through my head. There's a chance he could have done this if the moon was out. A quick glance out the window assured me that was unlikely, besides this planet's moon seemed to already be gone somehow... Saiyan... hmm could it be? Grr I'm thinking too much on this thing and it's making my head hurt, ironic even dead I still can feel... It really wasn't much my concern anymore the matter's been resolved and the fortune told. It's none of my business. Still... I went over to where I'd been sleeping and removed an old rusted up gadget that looked badly scorched over with a small green visor on it, attached it to the side of my head over the ear and pressed the ever too familiar button to read out signatures, really a miracle it still works thanks to the Mistress.. not so much a miracle it was busted too much to work right, damn piece of junk was always making strange noises, starting and stopping on it's own and overall being useless. I know I should just throw it out, I can read signals just fine on my own now but still something about it just told me it meant something to me once. So I press the button............................................. and toss the piece of junk back into the corner as I sank into my usual resting place "Damn kid... got me in a really bad mood." As I drift off I can hear a faint beeping suddenly coming from my scouter, tch figures it would start up now, tough though my interest in this matter's officially over... ZZZZZZ....
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