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The Protector; Bojack's medium quest; complete.
Topic Started: May 6 2009, 03:32 AM (204 Views)
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The Protector

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There is a legend of a man who rises every ten-thousand years to watch over the Earth. The time you happen to be walking over his sacred grounds, he rises and surveys what human-kind has done to pollute the earth. Spotting the first person in sight, which happens to be you, he declares that you are the one responsible. He pulls you into a different realm, one filled with dangerous fighters who also wish to escape. He gives you one chance to escape - get past your competitors, then past him.

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A priest and a rabbi entered the bar that our friendly green alien was currently in. They sat down on the seats at the table across from where he was sitting. He eyed them curiously. They returned the favor. He knew what they were here for. They would never admit it, but Bojack had caught them in the act before. The warrior knew they had to keep the food on the table for their family somehow, but the manner in which they did was downright hypocritical, maybe even despicable to some.

Then the teenaged-boy entered. He sat down on the seat across from them. Bojack took a sip of his drink. It was going to be quick, so he couldn’t afford to lose his concentration. He looked underneath the table, at where their hands were, and saw the goods had already been exchanged. The teenager raised the hood on the jacket he was wearing and covered his head with it, eying the room suspiciously before getting up from the table and making an exit.

Bojack couldn’t help but chuckle. It was so obvious that only fools could have done it. The priest then got up, and exited the door himself, the rabbi following a few minutes after. Bojack chuckled again. “Crazy mothafuckas,” he mumbled before paying for his drink and leaving the bar himself.

He had a choice to make now. He could either go left and land on the red-light district, or take a right and go out of town and head home, which was a week’s walk away. He decided on right. There was only so much prostitution, gambling, and drugs a alien could do before he was sick and tired of it. The buildings, as he walked, began to get more and more scarce, finally ending all together as he found himself on the outskirts of town.

It was a peaceful night. The moon was full and it was shining as bright as ever. A few birds that were awake flew past him periodically. Small leaves crumpled under his feet with each step he took, and soon he realized the entire pathway was covered with leaves. Fall – you had to love it.

And then, the peace was disturbed. The ground began to shake.

What the hell?
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The shaking began to get more and more violent with each second.

Bojack stayed on his guard. It didn’t seem like an earthquake, and nor was it possible for an earthquake to occur in the part of the world he was currently at. Suddenly, it stopped. Silence overtook the land once again. The birds were audible now, their screeching voices traveling to Bojack’s ears. Other than that, everything looked the same. The few trees that were in Bojack’s sight looked as if they hadn’t been disturbed for centuries, nothing was wrong.

Who are you?” A rash voice from behind Bojack asked.

Bojack was startled, and then jumped around quicker than he ever had. “Who are you? And why you creepin’ up on me like that?” He rebutted. For the first time, Bojack actually looked at the being. He was no bigger than your average human, but he was cloaked in a black robe. And it also looked like he hadn’t taken a bath in centuries. He looked no older than a high-schooler, his face unmarked by age.

The human didn’t respond, but rather ignored Bojack and paid him no mind at all. He pushed past Bojack with unexpected strength and began to survey the land. The alien took a bit of offense to the rudeness of the boy, but didn’t say anything. The boy turned his head slightly to the left, giving Bojack a profile view of him. “Did you do this?

What you talkin’ about?

The boy seemed to be enraged by Bojack’s comment. “THIS! Look at the land! It has been ruined! Trees used to grow in abundance here, and now there’s no more than a damned handful!” He pointed a finger at the horizon. “The moon is not even as bright as it once was.” He then turned around and looked at Bojack. “This, you must have caused it, blue man. You have harmed my planet, and now, now you will pay.” The finger was then pointed at Bojack. Bojack hid back a smirk from the kid’s bland dialogue and his apparent threats towards Bojack.

Look, if you got problems with how the planet’s looking, take it up with the president.

The land turned pitch dark that instant. Bojack had reason to fear there was more to this kid than just him being a treehugger.
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Bojack was somehow being forced to blink, and when he opened his eyes, he was in a new world altogether.

In place of trees, there was fire. Fire everywhere. The ground was barren, cracked and torn to shreds with years of wear and tear. It was a horrible sight. It was the exact opposite of the Earth he knew. It was ugly.

He heard a voice. “Now you too will have to suffer.” It came from the heavens. Bojack was pissed. It must have been that kid. Or it must have been that goddamned priest and rabbit at that bar that must have spiked his drink when he wasn’t looking. The former seemed more likely, but Bojack considered the latter just for the reason that it was funny. “Now go. Go forward and meet your opposition.” The voice paused, making it seem as if it was thinking, “You’ll have to defeat them if you ever want to set foot on my Earth again.

Oh, go fuck yourself. You’re not God.” There was no response. The boy’s voice resonated in Bojack’s head. What opposition was that creep talking about? Bojack couldn’t see anything but fire for miles and miles. Bojack was sure he had a spiked drink now. He would regain consciousness soon enough. Fuck this. Nothing but an illusion. Nothing but a dream.

So you’re the new one, huh?” Another voice said.

This time, it was from behind Bojack. He turned around quickly. “Will you motherfuckers stop creeping up behind me?!” Bojack said. He was furious, but his anger went down in intensity after he realized he was getting mad at something that wasn’t even there.

The voice came from a man old enough to be considered elderly, but not old enough to actually be elderly. He chuckled after Bojack’s comment. “Heh. Five minutes in here and you’ve already lost your mind.” The man was sitting on a rock. He jumped off of it and began to make his way towards Bojack. He brushed his right hand against his pants, and then extended it out towards Bojack. “I’m Brem.” He said.

Bojack.” Bojack said. He shook the man’s hand. “And no, I haven’t lost my mind, I’m just pissed off at that damn Rabbit for spiking my drink, ya know.” Bojack said, with a hint of playfulness.

This isn’t an illusion, son. Now, before you say anything, you’re in Jordan’s world now. That’s the kid you probably ran across. Legend has it he rises every 10,00 years and checks out the earth.” He said, before pausing to take a breath, “Last time, he brought me here. This time, it’s been you. He’s been up six times, or so I’ve counted.” The old man then nodded towards Bojack, giving him permission to speak.

I just hope you’re not my goddamn opposition.
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I’m not,” Brem said, a small smile on his face, “Like hell, I’m not.” He crossed his arms over his chest and then sat down with his legs crossed. “The guys out there, the ..monsters out there that have been here longer than I have are. Everyone loses their mind after being stuck in here after a few thousand years. But yet, nobody’s got the heart to kill anybody else. We’re just people. We’re all innocent here, Bojack. None of us did anything to deserve this.” He let his head drop. “It’s up to you now, Bojack. You don’t seem like you’ll hold back. You seem stronger than the rest. It’s up to you now. It’s up to you to free us. Now, go. Let me meditate.

Bojack nodded. Illusion or not, he felt like he was compelled to do what Brem had laid out for him. He had to liberate the other people that had been stuck in this world for thousands of years. Thousands, Bojack thought. He shuddered at the mere thought of it. It must have been horrible. If he stayed here another day, he would have lost his mind. But now that he had a task to do, he couldn’t think about that. He had to find the other people, and he had to kill them, for their sake. He wasn’t against it.

He departed Brem after a minute or two to get his thoughts together. He headed east. He could sense a power coming from that direction that was greater than the other two entities he could sense also. He would start from the top. After a hour or two of walking, he picked it up to a pace. Even though the world was ninety percent fire, the temperature was no more than it would have been on a regular fall day. The wind even blew sometimes.

Finally. The being was getting closer and closer with the second. It must have picked up Bojack too. Suddenly, the being came even faster and faster. And then Bojack realized it. It was headed towards Bojack, not to meet him halfway, but to take him out. They must have thought this new being was their captor.

Bring it.
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The monster’s attempt to tackle Bojack backfired, and Bojack caught the being just before it’s head connected with the alien’s abdomen. He began to spin around, gaining more and more speed with each spin, and finally get the monster go, allowing it to fly into the sky. He then ran towards the area he was sure where it would land, and extended his arm, his hand in the shape of a fist.

His fist connected with the monster’s head, snapping its neck. He was sure it died on impact as it’s limp body hit the ground. Just to be sure, Bojack crushed the monster’s skull with the bottom of his boot to ease its suffering. That was one down. Five more to go, according to Brem. Something bothered Bojack though. This fight with who Bojack figured was probably the strongest being here was way too easy. Bojack hadn’t even busted a sweat since he had been in this dimension.

Something was up.

Then, all of a sudden the monster got back up and latched onto Bojack’s back, and exploded. The explosion knocked Bojack to the ground, face-first. He hit it hard, the explosion adding even more damage to him. Now this was more like it. He shouldn’t have let his guard down. He got up, his back aching from the detonation of the monster. He could have figured the monster was stronger than that if he had survived through two of Bojack’s attacks, taking the full brunt of both.

Something was definitely up.

But Bojack didn’t care. He was one step closer to getting the hell out of there. He then laid down on his back, which stung a bit when it hit the ground. Pain made Bojack stronger. The next morning or so, after Bojack woke up, he headed off towards the other power source. Thankfully, this wasn’t as long a walk as the other one was.

This time, Bojack would strike first.
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Bojack snuck around the monster, who had taken a quick snooze. It brought to mind the old saying, “you snooze, you lose.” But hell, even if the monster was awake, Bojack would have taken the fucker to school.

He jumped out of his hiding place and ran towards the being as fast as he could, his hair whipping in the wind. Just like before, he threw a punch at the monster. It penetrated the monster’s skin and came out through the other side. When the monster realized what happened, he bellowed at the top of his lungs, a voice that sent chills down Bojack’s spine and made his orange hair stand up on end.

The monster then looked at Bojack, fury and pain in his eyes. Bojack looked back and smiled a cheesy grin. “Oh hey there.” He managed to get that much out. He saw the monster swing it’s arm around to attack Bojack, and Bojack closed his eyes, awaiting the arm to knock him off and into the distance.

One second passed.

And then another.

And then a third. He squinted open one eye and looked at the monster. It lay limp on the ground. It couldn’t even put up a fight. Bojack was a bit ashamed of himself and after a moment of remorse continued on. He gave the monster a proper burial, something he didn’t even do to the other creature.

It was a show of respect. Bojack felt the urge to do it; the being wasn’t able to fight back and that wasn’t something Bojack liked. Sure, he took cheap shots, but he would never cripple someone to the point they were unable to retaliate.

After saying a few words of goodbye, he continued on. That was two down, thirty-three percent there. He was almost home. He could smell the aroma of the flowers awaiting him, the chirps of the birds that would announce his welcome home.

Shit like that.
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Bojack still couldn’t believe he was a captive of some psycho obsessed with saving the world. It didn’t do any good if the hero was stuck in another dimension. Maybe they could reach some sort of agreement before all of this was done. That kid could teach Bojack some nifty tricks, and Bojack would kick some ass for the kid since he only had once every ten-thousand years. That seemed like a fair trade to the blue alien. And by God it was.

He made camp. Strangely enough, he wasn’t hungry, and he was thankful. There was no game around, so it would have been highly unlikely if Bojack had something to eat that night. Even stranger was the fact that Bojack wasn’t even sleepy, or tired. Maybe hunger and sleep didn’t exist in this dimension. If only there were a few prostitutes, liquor, and more prostitutes, Bojack would have liked to stay here for a while – maybe even build a summer home – but that wasn’t that case. The land was barren. Nothing existed. Small fires were fueled by things unseen by the eye. That was pretty nifty. It might have been magic.

Or maybe Bojack was just losing his mind – his first logical explanation to all this. He would wake up soon in an asylum, wrapped in a strait-jacket.

Just maybe.

Bojack was unable to catch any shut-eye so he counted sheep until he felt like hunting down his next target. It felt good to be able to look forward to something, even if it made the seconds longer. He didn’t care; it was good being the hunter. He felt sorry for his prey. They stood no chance.

Or so he thought.

A few hours later, he was creeping up behind his next target. The being was more like a humongous green blob with transparent skin. Bojack just knew that his punches wouldn’t have any effect on this being, so before he did anything to bring attention to himself, he had to devise a plan. If only he had learned how to do that thing called ki that Roshi tried to teach him. But he didn’t, and he had to deal with it.

Maybe, maybe he would run as fast as he could right through it, causing it to rip open, and then he could tear it up with his fists. It was worth a shot. With an ear-tearing warcry, Bojack ran out of his hiding spot and right towards the being, and then into it. He kept pushing, and pushing, trying to break through it. The rubber-like material didn’t give way, and soon the monster retaliated and took a deep breath, causing its belly to pop back out, throwing Bojack out with it.

Fuck.
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After a few spins in mid-air, Bojack managed to get his bearings about him and stopped spinning. He was dizzy now, of course. The fat shit in front of him seemed to enjoy that. Bojack didn’t. Screaming, Bojack attacked again, this time, his fist colliding with the blob’s face. It knocked both of them down, and with a quick handstand spring, Bojack was back on his feet, the blob laid out across them. Bojack smiled.

But that slowly faded when he saw that blob was not out yet. He grabbed Bojack’s leg but didn’t do anything else. Bojack was expecting something else to happen. When nothing happened, Bojack expected something had already happened. And he saw what had happened when he expected nothing to happen but something happened. The blob’s mass was beginning to devour Bojack’s leg, seemingly making it disappear as the blob’s body moved further up Bojack’s leg.

Not mini-me, you son of a bitch!” Bojack tried to jump out of it, but was unable to. He began to pound away at the blob but it was to no avail. And then he tried to use ki. He concentrated harder than he ever had, something that had never been said about the alien. It was a strange thing. Bojack felt the barrier in his mind, and when he tried to breach it, he was met with powerful resistance.

It was no use. Bojack was going to die here.

Fuck that.

Bojack began to pound away at the blob again, who was now close to the alien’s pelvis region. In a last ditch effort, Bojack jumped again with all of his strength, trying to fly. A minute passed, and slowly he felt the grip loosen. And then, with one last gigantic tug, Bojack pulled free and was home-free. He turned back towards the blob, and said, “come get me.

That seemed to anger it. The blob moved all of it’s weight towards Bojack and was moving quite fast. When it was mere inches away from Bojack, he leaped into the air. The blob, unable to stop, collided with the fire and slowly burned to death.

Boo-ya.
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Bojack figured it must have been a week since he had been stuck in this other dimension. He wasn’t able to sleep, so he couldn’t keep track of the hours. The reason for that being, he had a definite sleep schedule. He went to sleep at twelve, and woke at eight every morning. It had been that way his whole life and now the absence of sleep in this world ruined his sleep schedule. It wasn’t funny. An alien needed his eight hours of sleep, or else he was cranky. There was no way around it – Bojack hated it.

No way to catch shut-eye, no way to feel tired, no way to live life the way he wanted to. He wanted out of here.

But he couldn’t find his next target. The power levels had seemingly disappeared over what Bojack expected to be night. He had no way to go. He wandered endlessly across the dead land like a ghost. He was beginning to lose his sanity. If he didn’t find something to do in a day or so, he would commit suicide. He had everything planned. He would punch himself in the stomach and begin to bleed internally. And then die.

Die slowly.

But he would end up dead in the end. He heard being dead wasn’t so bad. After a person died, they were taken to the “next” dimension. And if they were good people, they kept their body. He heard a warrior come through the town he was staying at one night talking about it. He talked about training with King Kai or somebody like that. He talked about running on a road all day to get to the end of it. He didn’t seem like he was lying, but who could have been too sure about that?

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Bojack was getting his ass beat.

Punches, here and there followed by swift kicks to his body. No discrimination to any section of his body, his attacker made sure to work over every part of Bojack’s body. He was hurting. It didn’t make any sense. He somehow fell asleep one second and when he woke, he was tied up using some kind of special rope that neutralized all of the power in Bojack’s body. A black cloth was tied around his eyes as well.

It was hard being attacked by something you couldn’t see. But it gave him something to look forward to. It gave him a new lease on life.

But now all he needed was a chance.

A chance to escape from this pain, a chance to escape from this beating he was receiving. He didn’t mind getting his ass kicked, but only if he had the chance to fight back. He was an alien of morals after all. After a while, it just stopped. He heard the person start to walk around him, to where his hands were tied. “If you try to hit me, I’ll kill you.” The person said. Bojack didn’t reply. He felt his hands being untied, but the cloth on his eyes stayed.

As soon as he had control over his hands, he went for the other guy’s leg, who was obviously surprised at the strength left in Bojack. When he tackled the guy to the ground, he jumped off and took off the cloth. He saw him for the first time. It was the kid, a weapon in hand.

The damn kid. Attacking Bojack in his sleep, what a coward. Bojack screamed at the top of his lungs and then rushed the kid, spearing him. He then fell to the ground, kid first. He jumped off again. Fuck the other monsters; he was going to kill this guy first.

If only his body didn’t give out first.
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The kid was unable to fight back; he was astounded by the intensity of the alien. Bojack began to pound away at the kid’s face. Sure, he wouldn’t have hit the kid first, but he wasn’t a kid after all. He was thousands of years old, according to Brem. He had to do something about this. Hopefully the three warriors that remained would be free also if Bojack won.

Finally, “stop! Stop! I give!” The boy was pleading with Bojack to stop. The alien ceased, but kept his arms coiled, just in case this kid didn’t have shit worth saying. “I’ll let you go, I promise. Just, do me a favor.” The kid said. Bojack raised an eyebrow, as if to inquire what the favor was. “There’s an old man here, Brem. My father. He’s the reason for this curse. Kill him. And you’re free. Simple as that.” The kid said.

Brem? Brem was the reason Bojack was stuck in this world? What a fuck. But just to be sure it wasn’t a trick and the kid wouldn’t stab Bojack in the back as soon as he turned around, Bojack gave him a hard punch to the jaw, knocking him out.

He got up, and brushed himself off and looked around. He knew there wasn’t anyone around, but he couldn’t let his dominance be questioned by hi s actions. He did, after all, knock out a kid. But it was within reason, he presumed. Taking one last look at the kid, he then flew away, and headed towards Brem.

Brem’s energy was unmistakable. Bojack could spot him a galaxy away. It wasn’t that he was superpower, it was just that ..there was some distinctiveness about it. Some sort of ..wisdom of some kind infused in his body that was aching to let go. Bojack couldn’t put his finger on it, but he knew it was Brem. And even though he liked the old man, he couldn’t take any chances. It was too easy from him to be deceived, he knew that, and he was sure everybody else was aware of that.

Either way, Brem had it coming.
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Bojack also realized he hadn’t said a word in days.

Days, he stressed in his mind. He had been here for days.

It was time for him to go. He landed not too far away from Brem, who didn’t seem all too much surprised by Bojack’s appearance. “Ah! I sensed you a mile away. You haven’t completed your task, Bojack.

Bojack smirked. What a fuck. “I’m having trouble with this blob fuck. Can’t beat him. What do I do?” Screw fighting Brem. He was going to take a cheap shot.

Hmm. Goliath. Come, sit with me,” He motioned to Bojack, “You see, you must stretch him out to a point where his body can’t keep up with. He’ll kill himself.” Brem sure as hell was a calm fellow.

As soon as Brem had finished his statement though, Bojack attempted to knee him square in the face. But Brem was smart as well. He immediately intercepted Bojack’s knee and then pushed back on it, making Bojack fall backwards. Bojack sprung up and then attempted an elbow. That too was blocked. He attempted a jab, and when that failed as well, he followed up shortly with a swift kick.

That happened to work. Brem must have been rusty from all his years in this place. Brem retaliated by using a ki-ball that was centered right in Bojack’s abdomen. When it exploded, it knocked Bojack back a few feet, but he didn’t fall. It sure as hell hurt though.

Bojack retaliated. He grabbed the old man by his neck and began to choke him. Brem punched him, but his punches were considerably weaker than before. He continued to lose more and more energy. Bojack laughed like a hyena. He felt the energy lessen and lessen in intensity by the second. He was winning.

This battle wouldn’t last a second longer.

Brem’s limp body fell to the ground and Bojack crushed his neck with his foot.

Suddenly, when he blinked, he was back on that same foot-path. On Earth. “Holy shit.” Bojack said. “Motherfuckers drugged me hard.” He was sure he had been drugged.

He then continued to walk again, disregarding everything as just hallucinations. He heard a kid laugh, but he figured it must have been just his conscience haunting him.

It wasn’t.
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