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Mirror Evil
Topic Started: Jun 20 2010, 05:44 PM (136 Views)
Codyislost1
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Location: Namek
Difficulty: Easy (5 posts)
Reward:+400 zeni, +2 DP, +10 all stats, +2 Rp Credits
Bonus: +2 on alignment scale
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You have battled your inner demons for years, trying to stay on the righteous path. Your powerful evil side has managed to break free, and take shape as an identical character. He is now reaking havoc on the Namekian population. Stop him without collateral damage, and reclaim your true purity.
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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Piccolo’s fist smashed into the wall of the cavern that he awoke in. Cracks slowly started to inch their way up from the centering under his fist as he held the knuckles there against the area he had impacted. His eyes were clenched shut tightly as he vented his anger through harsh breathing and tensed muscles. He fumed there in that cavern with only the noises of dripping water to keep him company.

“Why do you hate this idea so much?” A voice said from the back of the cavern.

Piccolo opened his eyes quickly then and turned to look in the direction of the voice. His body went numb at the sound of such a beautiful sound. There was only one creature he had ever known to speak so softly and perfectly. It was the blue haired woman, Bura…and his guess was far from anything, but right…

On a rock there at the end of the cave was a small beam of light that illuminated the area there. In on the light and on the rock sat a girl in a mechanics jump suit with the top off of her shoulders and the sleeves tied around her waist to keep it there. Shielding the pale skin of her torso was a black tube top with a large Capsule Corporation logo on the chest. Dangling above her shoulders was the bright blue hair that she would always be remembered by with goggles pushed up and worn at the crown of her forehead. Her deep blue eyes stared from behind her knee that was brought up so that she could rest her arm on.

“Bura…?” Piccolo whispered in a shocked voice.

“What are you…doing here…?” Piccolo then asked with a normal voice, but still with a shocked tone.

Bura giggled there and rolled her eyes in her old usual way at how Piccolo had always expressed himself. She dropped her knee so that it hung down from the rock. She swung it side to side while her other leg curled up underneath herself. Her arms crossed as she smiled at Piccolo with her eyes resting on him now. She sighed then changing her attitude and turned her head quickly with the huff with her nose up.
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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“I figured you would be happier to see me than this, Mr. Piccolo!” Bura said with a stern voice.

Piccolo didn’t know how to react. His body was frozen there as he kept his distance in the shadows of the cavern. His eyes lingered there moving around in his sockets as he examined the girl. His mind just couldn’t accept what he was seeing. It shouldn’t have been all that hard, however. Piccolo had died and was now living and breathing. She had died, as well, and there she was again, just as he was. He just couldn’t believe it, though.

“I’m just messing with you!” Bura said then as she turned her head letting loose a smile to the Namekian who was still motionless there.

“Seriously, though…you’re alive again, hun, you should be happier than hell, right now.” Bura said.

The blue haired girl slid from the rock then letting her boots hit the floor of the cave. She had made a few steps forward and then stopped before leaving the light that was shining down from the hole. Her head dropped as she stared at the edge of the darkness that outlined the floor from the light. A sudden sadness consumed her as she stood there.

“You should honestly cherish this gift, so that you can do everything that I believed you capable of doing before…The universe has witnessed you to be this beast and this monster, but I, Mr. Piccolo, I have seen you do so much more.” Bura said then calmly with her hands cupped over her chest as she stared deeply into what seemed the unknown soul of the Namekian.

Piccolo cocked a brow at the girl who was standing there. He found it odd how she did not leave the light, but it made sense when he investigated farther into it. She wasn’t alive after all. She had made the comment at how he was alive and not how they were both alive. He didn’t catch on then because in a weird sense he was actually happy to see the girl. That was a rarity for the Namekian in any creature. How she was there was still a question, though…
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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“Quite beautiful isn’t she…?” A voice said from behind Bura then.

Piccolo jerked his head to look off to the side of the girl who seemed to have gone unanimated then when the voice spoke. He looked through the light intently trying to spot who or what could’ve spoken. That was when a pair of eyes came into vision as they opened slowly there in the dark. The ebony pupils of the eyes that were visible were locked on to Piccolo as they stared intently at the Namekian.

The image of the eyes rose then as the figure stood up form where he was slouching there in the dark. They started making their way nearer from the dark to finally come to a stop where most of his left side was exposed from the light. Standing there partly visible was the figure of a creature that Piccolo knew all too well; it was himself.

“What the…?” Piccolo muttered as he stepped backward from where he stood.

The Namekian clone of his self let off a cruel smile that Piccolo himself had never seen. It was usually always his opponents to see that devilish smile of arrogance and evil. It had struck some sort of nerve within his body as he saw the gleaming teeth and the curled lips. At that moment, Piccolo had received a type of justice for all of those that he had ever battled and he could openly say that it was something that he did not favor to see again.

“Oh quit pretending like you are so shocked that I exist…” The Namekian duplicate said as he continued to move forward back into the darkness and pass Bura who was still frozen how she was before.

“You know better than anyone else that I do…you, however, don’t…That was made true when your father separated so that he could become the pathetic guardian of Planet Earth. It was quite a misfortunate happening. Regardless of that, however, you must now go, so that I may do my bidding…” The Namekian said with a smile as he continued to come closer and closer to the backing Piccolo.
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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“I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but…there’s no way you are going to do away with me…” Piccolo said then catching his composure back to his typical stern attitude.

The Namekian cocked his head at Piccolo as the warrior spoke. A sparkling fanged grin was let loose again as he realized that there was going to be a fight. There was nothing more that he could ever want more. He was created so that a noble cause may be performed, but it was from that he was freed to terrorize anything he wanted. It was a twisted sense of irony on how the universe balanced itself out. Planet Earth had gained a protector and the universe an ally, but with that the planet had gained a villain and the universe an enemy.

The Namekian went charging at Piccolo then with his fists swinging wildly. Piccolo pushed away quickly and started skipping backward from his charging enemy with long striding steps. He shifted his shoulders back and forth as he moved backward allowing the punches thrown from the Namekian to come gliding pass him and not connecting. They continued the routine until they finally both came out of the mouth of the cavern and into the lit sky of Planet Namek.

Piccolo crossed his arms as he continued to pull away from each attack of the charging Namekian. He stopped then and quickly shifted himself around his opponent and performed a back flip the moment the Namekian clone turned to swing angrily at Piccolo, so that the attack missed and leaving him open from behind that Piccolo was now at with his back facing his opponent.

Piccolo twisted his body at the hip which sent his leg flinging out from a recently bent knee and into the center of his opponents back. The Namekian clone’s back arched from the strike making him pause there as his body was lifted up from the force of the strike. Piccolo found it the perfected moment to then swing his other leg up and over so that the top part of his ankle and lower part of his shin smashed right across the side of the clone’s face causing the opponent to hurl off to the side.
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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“Pathetic…” Piccolo muttered as he turned his body quickly in the direction of his opponent.

The Namekian warrior’s body became engulfed in an aura of energy then. He sped off with an explosive boom from the air kicked off from his take off. His cape flapped there violently behind him as he sped through the air at the helpless Namekian. His hand reached downward then as he flew swiftly, so that it snatched the helpless Namekian up by his soft green throat. That was when the two stopped.

“You may come and attempt to torture me…” Piccolo said calmly then as he tightened his grip around the Namekians throat as the he floated there allowing his opponent to dangle.

“I honestly don’t care. There is nothing that you or anyone else could possibly ever do to me that would actually be worth a damn…” Piccolo said as he tightened his squeeze even more.

“You shall not, however, fool around with the ones that I find dear to me, such as that young woman standing there in that cavern…” Piccolo grunted in a lowered voice of anger.

The Namekian kicked his legs helplessly there as he struggled in the grip of Piccolo’s hands. His arms came up and flexed as he attempted to wiggle his fingers in between his neck and the strangling Namekians fingers in hopes of trying to pry them open. It was all effortless, though, as Piccolo continued to squeeze harder and tighter. His body jerked and his lungs strained for air until finally there was no movement at all coming from the Namekian clone at all.

Piccolo smirked as he realized that the Namekian clone was finally dead. His fingers loosened the tight clench around the Namekian clones neck so that the lifeless body of his opponent fell to the ground. Once it had collided with the planets crust, it simply exploded on impact into something that looked similar to ash. As the body evaporated into ash, the wind took the particles and began scattering the cloud into none of it was visible anymore.

“Bura!” Piccolo shouted as he reentered the cavern.

The Namekian warrior searched the area that the blue haired girl had been left, but nothing was there anymore. There was no sign that she was ever even there to begin with. All there was left behind was the rock that she had been sitting on and the light that shined down upon it. Nothing more was left there to show any evidence that Bura had actually been there. Nothing at all…
I Created the Sound of Madness...

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A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
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