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"all Your Own Stunts"; Medium Quest (With Blizzard)COMPLETE
Topic Started: Oct 19 2010, 01:31 AM (255 Views)
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All Your Own Stunts

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Your super powers have impressed a famed movie producer. He asks you to meet him at lunch to discuss making a movie with you as the main star. You would use your amazing abilities to dazzle the big screen with realistic images instead of that fake CGI bull-shat. After being hired you are whisked away onto set.

But it's not what you expected. Your director is a tyrant. Figure out a way to deal with his perfectionism and make a damn good movie!

Reward: +600 zeni, +5 DP, +20 all stats, +5 Rp Credits
Bonus: +100 zeni, +10 all stats

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"Get up. It's time to go", Rosie said as she shook Bardock by his shoulder to wake him from his deep sleep.

"What time is it?", he asked.

Not waiting for an answer, he rolled near the edge of the bed and tried to focus his blurry eyesight on the clock. It read 5:30 am. It was time to get up. Rosie walked around to his side of the bed, and tugged hard on the sheet covering him. Bardock felt a cold draft envelop him and he woke with a start. He rubbed his eyes and stared at her in disbelief.

"Are you crazy, Rosie?", he said with frustration.

He got up, and went straight to the bathroom, hearing Rosie giggle behind him. He turned on the shower and tried to relax under the steaming hot water. She was frustrating to deal with in the morning, but he found himself caring deeply for her more and more. She was already dressed, and ready to make breakfast. Bardock's plan for the day was simple. Get up, and travel to Master Roshi's Island to train. Then, he would continue to rebuild his Saiyan Warship and train alone. He was making decent progress. Not as much as he would like, but he had to start somehow.

"Bardock, breakfast is almost ready!", he heard Rosie say from the kitchen.

He rushed out the shower, realizing he nearly fell asleep standing up in the shower. Again. He quickly dried himself off and got dressed. He planned on making every moment of his day a productive one.

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Later...


After a long day of training with Master Roshi, Bardock was airborne on his way home. He was proud of himself for learning how to fly all over again. He also learned how to control his Ki much better, making him a once again formidable warrior. He was on his way to becoming the warrior he once was. The warrior he was meant to be.

"I will have my revenge, Frieza. Once I find my sons, I'll come for you", he told himself every single day.

Almost home, he heard gunshots. He looked down and saw five men wearing black masks running out of a bank, weapons drawn and firing at police cars as they stopped to investigate. Another man, came out of the bank. This one was holding a crying woman at gunpoint, walking her towards a black van.

Not one to fly by and watch, the Saiyan warrior descended and fired multiple Ki blasts down on the van, destroying it.

He reached the ground, and immediately heard a man say, "Cut! Cut! Cut! What the hell is going on? Who's ruining my movie?"

"Movie?", Bardock thought to himself while looking for another criminal to punish.

All of the men had stopped moving altogether, not even blinking. Now, it was obvious they were actors. Bardock walked up to one of the men and grabbed their gun. He examined it, turning it in his hand and pulling the trigger. It was a plastic gun shooting blanks.

"What the hell are you all doing?", he asked the men.

They all stood quiet and looked behind Bardock in what looked like fear. Bardock turned around amd saw a large, heavy set man stomp toward him with a wagging finger.

"You have no right to drop out of the sky and destroy the movie I'm trying to make! I have worked for months trying to make this all happen perfecly. Now, you'll have to pay for my new equipment", the burly director said in anger.

"I don't think so", replied Bardock.

There was no way that he was supposed to know that there was a movie being made. He looked around and then he saw the cameras. He felt stupid. He went to see if the actress was hurt, but she just backed away in fear. He didn't know hoiw he would explain all of this to Rosie. Soon enough, it would be on the news. He hoped to get to her before then.

"You know what?", said the producer.

"What?", Bardock asked.

"I can use you. Obviously you're strong. How would you like to be in a movie?", asked the producer. He was licking his chops at the thought of using someone who didn't have to act tough.

"I don't know. What's in it for me?", Bardock asked with hesitance.

"You don't have to pay for the damage you caused. Just do as I say", said the producer.

"Fair enough", replied Bardock.

He didn't trust the producer as far as he could throw him, but at least he wouldn't have to explain to Rosie how he almost killed innocent men...



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Blizzard had been watching Bardock closely, the Saiyan was his closest rival. Training with Master Roshi had often turned into a game of favorites, and Bardock, with his good heart, had easily won over Roshi's favor. Blizzard knew that there was no way he would be able to compete for that position.

During the day of training, Blizzard battled with himself. He had to find some way to become Roshi's top student if he was to be accepted for the Trial. The Changeling knew that the easiest way would be too simply kill Bardock, but then Roshi might refuse to train him. It would take careful planning and perseverance in order to pull this off.

Deciding it best to use stealth in this situation, Blizzard set about tailing the Saiyan. As Bardock left the island, Blizzard followed. He stayed just far enough behind that he could still see the Ki trail left by his rival, but made sure to stay far enough back to avoid detection.
"Hmm, I am sure that I can find some weakness to exploit, if only I watch his movements!" This was a new side of Blizzard, rarely did he plot or sneak around. He was more of a hands on kind of warrior. However, in this situation he would have to use brains, rather than brawn, in order to gain the upper hand.

Flying over a large facility cut into the hillside, Blizzard noticed that Bardock had descended. He saw the light of an explosion. Using his ability to fly at high speeds, Blizzard sped to earth, landing several hundred feet from the complex. He ran into the mess of buildings, being careful to not be seen by any of the workers and strangely costumed figures running too and fro. It would not help his scouting mission if he had to explain why an alien monster was stalking the alleyways of this strange place.

Blizzard walked on, hugging the walls. He was puzzled, what was this place? There were strange numbers painted onto the many large buildings, and huge sliding doors, each at least forty feet high, built into the ends of each building. He had never seen such a place. Was it a military installation? Some secret research lab?

"Just what do you think you are doing!?" A scrawny, vulture-like woman was standing over him, squawking at the Banished King.
"You know that the shoot starts in ten minutes, set C-11! Hurry, they need all the extras on stage ASAP!" With a twirl, the woman walked away. She brandished her clipboard like a mighty weapon, yelling at various painted and strangely adorned humans.

Blizzard puzzled over this, why had she seemed completely unsurprised? She had just come face to face with a being from a far distant planet, a prospect most humans would shudder at, and yet this woman had had the gall to order him around!

Finally it clicked, Blizzard had seen his master watching moving pictures on a giant cumbersome box in his house. He remembered the old man talking about how amazing it was, that they could take an average man, and using a... (what was it?) Movie, turn him into anything they wanted. Blizzard cast his gaze over the menagerie of strange characters walking about, here an armored medieval soldier, there a robotic assassin. So, this was where they made movies?

Blizzard finally found Bardock, standing amidst a group of buildings made from what appeared to be painted foam. He listened closely...
"I can use you. Obviously you're strong. How would you like to be in a movie?" A squat man was pushing his index finger into the Saiyan's chest. He was practically drooling, obviously excited at having someone who wasn't an actor to play his hero.

Blizzard chuckled quietly to himself.
"So," he thought "a movie, huh? It would be a terrible tragedy if there were an accident on set!"


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"If I take part in this, what do I have to do?", Bardock asked with hesitance.

He wasn't scared, of course. He just wanted to make sure that no one got hurt. He didn't want to hurt anyone that wasn't used to someone who wasn't as easily hurt as a Saiyan. Humans could be strong, but not as strong as Bardock. He had a formidable opponent in Krillin, but that was for sport. Fellow students under Master Roshi did not really count.

"Well, you'll be doing your own stunts and anyone else's stunts that we need you to do", replied the producer.

"My own stunts AND someone else's? How many people will I be a stunt double for?", he asked.

"Maybe five to six of the men here. Don't worry, we know you can handle it", was the reply.

Five or six people. Unbelievable. Bardock imagined having to fall from a thirty story building and landing on a truck. He then imagined having to get shot at, trying to dodge bullets. He would get hurt for sure. Especially since he would do many other actor's stunts. Rosie would probably have a heart attack if she saw him now.

"Why does my mind always wonder?", he thought as he tried to erase the thoughts of impending danger.

"It's just a movie, right? I can do that. Remember, I don't owe you anything when I'm done here," said Bardock.

"Of course, of course", assured the producer.

"Then let's get it over with. What am I doing now?", asked Bardock.

Anxiety set in for the producer. He was sweating and shaky with anticipation of a successful movie. He started yelling at all of his crew to ready their equipment and get in position. He was now in a frantic state of mind, barking orders and taking his seat in the producer's chair. The director was nowhere to be seen, but the movie was about to go underway.

The Saiyan Bardock looked around as he was swarmed by women trying to apply makeup to his face, and ripping his clothes off. He jumped back with his torn shirt hanging, and grabbed at the clothes that one of the makeup artists were carrying.

"Just give me what I need, and I can put it on myself", he told them all as he finished taking off his shirt. They looked at him with frustration and walked off, looking to help another actor.

He put on the brown hooded shirt and gray pants with haste. He saw that all of the other "bank robbers" were wearing the same thing. He wondered which one he would have to be a stunt double for. He went to the producer, who was looking at a script and asked.

"What will I be doing now?", he said.

Looking up from the script, he had a look of pure fury directed at anyone who dared interrupt his reading. Except Bardock. He assumed a more civil look, and sat up in his chair.

"What do you need?", he asked. He had not heard Bardock's question.

"I asked what I'll be doing now", Bardock repeated.

"Oh, I see. When I yell 'cut', you'll be assuming the role of any of the men in a dangerous position. You'll go through the motions of whatever they were doing as if it were them", said the producer.

"How real will it have to look?", asked Bardock. He was almost certain of the answer.

"Very real. In fact, it will be real. Just stand by me until you're needed", said the producer.

"What danger will I be in?", the Saiyan stuntman asked.

"You'll see...ACTION!!!", said the crazy producer.



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Taking high the the air, Blizzard surveyed the scene from above. Swarms of people were racing about the set, getting everything ready for the shoot. This was the perfect time to cause a little havoc!
"Hmm, what to do first?" With his arms crossed, Blizzard contemplated his first malicious act. The Director was sitting in a large boom-chair, the machine swinging him all about as he gave instructions to actors and cameramen.
"Aha!" Blizzard pointed his finger towards the Director, and fired a lightning fast beam of Ki.

It was hectic on the set, the Producer, a fat man named Mort, was already glowing red with frustration. He was screaming through a megaphone, trying to give orders to ten people at once. Sealberg looked down for his Director's boom.
"What a jerk, can't he just leave the directing to me?" He looked back at his clipboard, reading over the opening scene, when suddenly a flash of light passed right between his hands. The clipboard snapped in half as Blizzard's one-fingered blast shredded through it.

Smoke rose from the broken edges of the now useless clipboard. Sealberg screamed with anger,
"what the hell was that! Someone tell me what is going on right now!" Mort, finally hearing someone who was even angrier than himself, stopped his own yelling and listened.

Everyone on the set was looking up at the boom-chair, and the enraged figure of Sealberg, the director for the film. Blizzard was already on the ground at this point, and no one could figure out what had happened to not only the clipboard but also the copy of the script which it had held.

The Banished King laughed hysterically,
"ah, even if it weren't for a good reason, this is going to be so much fun!" He was hiding in a dark alleyway between two warehouses. The woman who had badgered him earlier walked by quickly. Suddenly a hand lashed out from the darkness, grabbing the woman by the head. Blizzard's hand grew to palm the woman's head with ease. Arching his back, he hurled the woman. She flew off into the horizon before disappearing with a glimmer into the distance.

The movie was finally underway, a new script (and clipboard) had been procured for the director and the producer had finally had his fill of harassing the staff.
"And, action!" The cameras were rolling. They panned across the vacant scene, the front of a mock bank with a lone van parked in front. Suddenly, the double doors burst open as a group of four hooded men ran towards the van. Each of the robbers had a sack of money under one arm, leaving a trail of wind-blown hundred dollar bills scattered in their wake. The man at the head of the group threw the back doors of the van wide, and tossed his money in. Each "robber" followed suit, before climbing in themselves.

A police car came sliding into view, lights and sirens going. The actor leapt from his squad car and laid over the hood, holding his gun out. He fired two shots, popping the front and rear driver's side tires on the getaway van.

"Damn it, take care of him boys!" The actors playing robbers all piled back out of the van, using it as cover. Each of the men brought to bear sub-machine guns from within their brown over-shirts.
"Cut!" The director yelled through his megaphone.
Mort looked over at Bardock,
"okay, its your turn now," the producer put his finger in the Saiyan's face, "don't mess it up!"


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"What do you want me to do? I don't use guns", Bardock told the producer.

"All you have to do is get in the van and be able to handle being shot at", he said.

"Those are fake bullets, right?", asked the Saiyan.

"Yes, of course! Get in there!", barked the producer as he shoved Bardock into the path of an oncoming makeup artist.

She made sure he was wearing the proper costume. As he turned to face the scene he would take part in, he could have sworn he heard a woman shriek. Before he could pinpoint the location of the sound, it was cut short. He tried to erase it from his mind, and focus on the task in hand.

In full movie gear, the Saiyan was prepared to play his role. All of the "bank robbers" and "policemen" had put themselves back in their positions and froze in place. They were waiting on their cue to resume their roles. Bardock positioned himself in the driver's seat, and grabbed the submachine gun that was waiting for him on the passenger's seat. As he put his hand on the key that was already in the ignition, the producer and director simultaneously yelled, "ACTION!!!".

The van had roared to life. He heard a cameraman sitting in the back of the van talking to the actors. He was telling them how he was going to film them in the van during the chase.

"I want all of you to stick to the script the best that you can. If you absolutely have to, improvise. I'll be in the corner, filming you all from the floor. I'' try to get a good look at you all shooting at the cops with the double doors wide open", said the cameraman.

He then turned to Bardock, who was listening intently. He crouched and walked past the group of actors who were rehearsing their lines, "Hey you! When you're driving, I want you to constantly check the rearview mirror. You don't have to say anything, but I want you looking at the mirror and constantly shooting out the window. Can you do that?".

"I don't know how to drive", Bardock admitted.

"Don't worry. As I'm sure you can already tell, you won't be controlling the van. It's being operated remotely. You just have to hold the gun and act like you're shooting. Our special effects experts will handle making you look good. Just grab the wheel and turn it from left to right. Can you at least do THAT?", the cameraman asked in frustration.

"Sure", was the Saiyan's short reply.

"Alrighty then. Let's get in position. We'll be fimling shortly", said the cameraman as he returned to his corner position in the rear of the van.

The actors around the cameraman had put their hoods over their heads, and grabbed their guns. They put on their "bad guy" faces and opened the van's double doors. The police car had caught up to them on cue, and the "cops" began yelling at the "robbers" to give up and stop the van before someone got hurt.

"You won't catch us alive, pigs!", shouted one gun-toting "crook" as he swung his firearm around and fired multiple shots at the police car's side doors.

Bardock was actually having fun playing a driver. On planet Vegeta, he had never driven a vehicle that used pedals and a wheel. Any vehicle he used were operated by pushing buttons and shouting commands. This was primitive compared to what he was used to. Rosie drove her vehicle to work every day. Bardock had so far never thought he would need to learn how to drive a car. Maybe he would take lessons when he got home.

The "gun shots" seemed to be getting closer to Bardock's side of the car. A second police car was riding next to him, shouting the cheesy "pull over and surrender" line and when Bardock did not comply, they aimed their guns at the left front tire of the van.

"And, CUT!!!", yelled the producer from a helicopter that was hovering above.

"How is it that I didn't hear the damned thing?", the saiyan asked no one in particular.

"It's a really expensive piece of equipment. It rides nearly perfectly silent", said the cameraman.

"I see", said Bardock.

As the helicopter was cleared for a landing in the middle of the street, Bardock heard a man yell in pain. That was the second time he heard an usual sound when they weren't filming. Bardock had enough. Exiting the van, he took to the sky and scanned his environment, hoping to spot the cause of his state of alarm.

"What the HELL are you doing? Get back here so we can finish this scene! I swear I'll call the cops. The REAL cops! Get back here", yelled the producer from below.

Bardock descended, ready to react if he heard one more scream...


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"Please mister, you can have my wallet, anything! Just don't hurt me!" The pathetic human was begging on his knees.
"That's right, on your knees coward! I will destroy you if you don't get me what I want!" Blizzard was gloating over the frightened man, he had devised a new scheme to ruin Bardock's chances at the silver screen.

"Calm down, just do as I say and you will live through this." Blizzard had his hand under the man's chin, pointing an index finger up towards his brain. The man with the remote was shaking uncontrollably at this point.
"Al-alright, so all I have to do is just drive the van into the director's chair? But that could hurt him... I don't want to do that, he is a nice guy, he gave me this job!"
"Listen fool, it is either you or him, only difference is that I do want to do it. Understand?" Blizzard pushed his index finger harder into the mans throat.

"Alright everyone, good work so far! Let's take a short break, everyone please meet back here ready to shoot in forty five minutes!" Sealberg was glad he had convinced Mort to allow for this break, he knew from experience that actors were finicky. It would not due to have them angry or upset, that would only cause their acting to suffer. This did have one detrimental effect, however, as it meant that Blizzard would have nothing to do for forty-five minutes. This meant trouble for everyone on set.

"Ah, what to do now?" Blizzard had draped a thick orange cloak over himself, so that he might wander the set unnoticed by Bardock. Amidst the crowd of people, he was just another strangely dressed actor.
"Hey! Watch where you are walking! Do you know who I am? I could get you fired buddy, yah, extras are a dime-a-dozen. You'd never even be missed!" Mort was furious. He had already been enraged by the forty-five minute break Sealberg had insisted on, and now this nobody actor was getting in his way, and his horns were sharp!

"Wait a minute, what in the hell are you? Oh jesus, I thought that was just prosthetics!" Mort opened his mouth wide to yell,
"Hey Guard...." He was cut short by a hand wrapped about his throat, squeezing the life out of him. Blizzard ran away quickly, leaving not but a blur where he and the producer had been standing. He reappeared behind one of the large set warehouses, Mort still in his hand.

"You freak! I will have you thrown in the deepest darkest hole of a jail cell, you won't ever see the light of day again! I promise, if it is the last..."
"Silence, You talk too much human." Nonchalantly, Blizzard twisted his wrist, snapping the human's neck. He let go of the now limp producer, letting his body slump to the ground, before drop-kicking the corpse far into the distance. Mort's cadaver would not be found for days, and that would most definitely throw a wrench in the production!


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"Let's get this show on the road", said the cameraman as Bardock got back in the driver's seat of the van. Bardock grinned at his unintended pun.

"What now?", asked the Saiyan. He was anxious to get things done so he could go home and relax.

"I'm going to see what's going on. Our producer can't be found", replied the cameraman. He picked up his radio from his waist, and spoke into it, "Mort? Mort, come in. Over. Damn it, he's not answering", he said to Bardock.

"I'll go look for him", replied the Saiyan as he once again exited the van and took flight.

"No, don't worry. We can shoot without him", shouted the cameraman.

Bardock landed again and went back inside the van. He waited for an explanation from the cameraman.

"I'm a co-producer. The difference between me and Mort is that I'm a more hands-on producer. I can do more than he can. That arrogant prick thinks he pulls all the strings when we film. He refuses to believe that I'm more than a cameraman. I guess now is a chance to show everyone what I can do. Of all the times to bail out, the fat bastard decides to do it now. Anyway, get ready. We're going to resume shortly", said the cameraman/co-producer.

"Let's do it", said Bardock.

It was now apparent that this film had meant a lot to the cameraman/co-producer. The Saiyan positioned himself in the driver's seat of the van and waited for his cue to "drive".

One of the actors riding in the van had come to the front passenger seat and faced Bardock. He looked like he had been shot at, but it was only the make-up and ripped clothes that made it look that way.

"That's right. Good ol' fashioned 'movie magic'", said the actor as if reading Bardocks mind. He cleared his throat and continued, "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to crawl from the back of this van toward the seat I'm in now, bloodied up. You'll get angry and try to 'drive' more aggressively on and off the sidewalk, hitting cars, stores, and nearly killing pedestrians. Don't worry, we have this van under complete control. Be prepared for a scary ride".

"Sounds good. It'll get my adrenaline going. When do we start?", asked Bardock.

"As soon as I go back there, just grab the wheel and look like you're driving. You'll hear gunshots, so just grab your gun with one hand and 'shoot' out of your window. You don't even had to see what you're hitting. Then, I'll crawl to you and the real fun can begin", was the reply. The actor grinned, patted Bardock on the shoulder, and got in his position.

The cameraman/producer sat back in his corner of the van and lifted his camera over his shoulder. He spoke a few quick words into his radio and placed it back onto his belt.

"Get ready. And, ACTION!!!", he said to everyone in the van.

The van roared to life, almost making the Saiyan jump in surprise. He grabbed the wheel and was ready for what came next, or so he thought.

The van was going faster than it was previously going. Bardock looked at the speedometer, and it read "110 MPH". Much faster than before. The men in the rear of the van didn't notice at all. He wasn't surprised. After all, they weren't "driving". He looked up from the speedometer, and saw that the van was headed toward a crowded store.

"Hey, guys. This looks a little too dangerous. We're going to hurt some people", he told them.

"Cut! Cut! Why are you looking away from the windshield? You're ruining the movie! Cut!", yelled the cameraman/co-producer.

The van wouldn't stop. As it was about to crash into the store, it skidded and made a ninety degree turn. Bardock was back in the driver's seat, trying to figure out what was happening. He tore apart the glove compartment to look for a source to the unmanned vehicle's rampage, when it skidded another ninety degress and drove toward the crew and director.

"I said 'cut', damn it! Turn this damn van off, right now", barked the co-producer into his radio.

"I, uh, can't", replied the man in charge of the van's remote operation.

"Why not?", asked the producer. His face was turning red from frustration.

"I just can't. I'm sorry", was the man's reply.

"You just can't? We're going to kill innocent people if you don't shut this damn thing off! Turn it off now!", the co-producer repeated.

There was nothing but radio silence inside the van. The co-producer tried continuously to get the remote operator to comply with his order. Nothing. While Bardock was watching the radio exchange, he didn't notice how far back the van had traveled. He was seconds away from hitting the trailers that the producers, director, and actors used. The director was sitting in his chair in front of the trailers, reading notes. He didn't see the van until it was too late. Bardock tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"No!", yelled Bardock as he smashed through the van door, rolling out.

He was too late. The van had hit the director, along with an assortment of the crew that worked for him. Some of their bodies were thrown into the air, while others were run over and crushed. Bardock saw that it was indeed too late. They were dead. He ran to the side of the van, and opened the side door. Everyone inside was a mess of blood and broken bone.

"What the hell?", he said and took flight.

He ascended about one hundred feet directly above the van, and scanned his surroundings. He had a feeling that the van operator was still alive. Some of the cast and crew were walking around more frantic than ever. Bardock had even noticed that a few more people were missing, though he couldn't tell exactly who it was. Even though he was only in this movie production to avoid trouble, he just knew that trouble would find him one way or another. So far, that seemed to be the story of his new life.

"Oh, well. Here goes nothing", he said as he Powered Up, and descended in front of a pair of make-up artists who were crying and in shock.

"It's alright", he tried to tell them. "Just find a safe place to hide, and I'll send help for you. I'll find who did this".


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Blizzard wasn't just grinning, he was practically drooling with glee. He jumped up and down goofily, acting like a child in an amusement park. Nothing sparked his excitement like the wanton slaughter of innocents. He commended the remote operator of the van, more damage had been done than he had ever expected.

Bardock was powering up before taking off in search of the culprit. from the rooftop of the studio the Banished King saw that now was the time to end this once and for all. He rushed to the ground, smashing underfoot the people that got in his way. He felt the satisfying crunch of skulls cracking under his three-toed feet.

The crowds of people began to part, a red sea of blood spilling out under their feet. Blizzard was in a blood frenzy, he had lost it. Seeing so much death had spurned an ancient hatred of all living things buried deep within him. In the midst of this homicidal rampage, humans were tossed about like rag-dolls. Beams of energy began to split through the throng, ripping through flesh and searing skin.

"Hahaha, die die DIE!!!" with a quick hop, Blizzard smashed his fist into the head of a nearby man dressed in the iconic white of a cowboy hero. The blow caved in the skull of the man, causing a spew of gore to flood from his ears, eyes, and mouth. Simultaneously, his lashing tail split a woman's chest open. Her ribcage split open like a clam-shell, exposing her still beating heart and heaving pinkish lungs to the open air before she fell face first into the concrete, a pool of blood spreading out from the corpse.

The makeup woman was shocked beyond belief, she stood slack-jawed with her eyes bulging out of her skull. She couldn't even move as the monster came upon her like some kind of predatory cat. Thick black claw-like nails raked across the woman's face, splitting her left eye and shredding her lip and nose to tatters. A thick, ochre fluid spilled from the ruined eye. Blizzard finished the weakling with a crane-style strike that pierced through the woman's sternum, sending bits of spine and bronchial tube through her back.

"There is no one to help you now, the only solace for you shall be death!" Blizzard rose into the air, sending beams from his fingertips into the crowd. The shots sent rifts of gore through the swarm of panicking humans, mutilating great swathes of bodies into indeterminate streaks of red slop. That was when the change began.

Blizzard surveyed his domain of slaughter, the sight of the twisted forms of what were once human beings rushed to his senses, he breathed in deep the charnel air. A spasm tore through the Changeling's body, wracking him with pain as his bones cracked and splintered under his skin.
"Aaargh!" Kiri looked back, hearing the torturous scream of the monster. Something terrible was happening. The beasts eyes were glowing like hot coals, muscles swam under it's skin, limbs making a sickening spurt of growth. A bright flash of light emanated from the hovering form, and suddenly a giant emerged. The creature had doubled in size, towering over the cowering set-workers.

The mind of the Changeling had been forced back, only feral instinct was in command now. The monster that was Blizzard rushed forward uncontrolled, slamming into the throng of people. Snapping jaws rent flesh, claws shredded humans whole. Scorpion-like whips of the great monster's tail snapped bodies in half. The entire set was now awash in the gore of this killing spree.

Kiri was in the front of the pack, pushed against the far wall of the set. She was forced to huddle there, pressed in by her coworkers, as she could only listen to their cries of agony mixed with the sickening popping sound of bodies being torn asunder. But there, she found something that gave her hope, at least for her own survival. The vent in front of her had been removed earlier in the day for maintenance, and the workers had forgotten to replace it. Their ineptitude would be her ticket to escape from this horrible fate. She got down on her belly, squeezing first her head, and then her shoulders and arms into the narrow passage.

Blizzards rage began to subside, there were no more humans alive to play with. His consciousness was flooding back, bringing into sharp relief his own loss of control.
"Wow, where did that come from?" Blizzard thought to himself, he was usually calm and collected, but this time he had completely lost it. Looking first at the gruesome scene, and then down at his blood-drenched body, he realized that he had transformed compulsively.
"Well, Bardock isn't here, maybe he will get blamed for all this if I just leave now!"

A bright trail of green light sped away from the eerily silent set, the canvas of a masterpiece of death.


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Blizzard WC(2,606)
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Bardock
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There was blood and gore everywhere. Someone or something had found it's way on set, and had caused major death and destruction. The Saiyan warrior Bardock was determined to find the cause and put a stop to it. He took flight once again, and saw just how much of a mess there was to see. Death was everywhere.

Bardock had seen this type of destruction before. During his time in the Saiyan Army. This was right up there with the worst of it. Innocent lives had been slaughtered for no apparent reason. Though he could kill without a second thought, he wasn't the type to kill someone who couldn't fight back. Killing was a necessary evil that was part of a Saiyan's life. He battled the urge to kill someone every day.

Today though, he was going to make an exception. When he found the one responsible for killing innocent humans, he would make them pay. The Saiyan warrior Bardock was enraged at the thought of someone killing people for sport, though he knew very well that he had done it before. He wasn't proud of it, but he couldn't deny his past.

It was time to turn over a new leaf, and redeem himself for his past actions. He would start with eliminating the evil that plagued Earth. Bardock followed the death and destruction back to an alley that had a man and woman on the ground that appeared slain mercilessly. Landing, the Saiyan was approached from behind by a woman who was dirty and shaking.

"Are you okay? Did you see who did this?", asked Bardock.

The woman could only say, "A monster...".

"A monster? What did it look like? Where did it go?", he asked her.

She only repeated, "A monster. A monster...", and fainted.

He caught the woman as she fell, and carried her to the street. He tried to hail a cab, but none would stop. Finally, he walked with her in his arms to the middle of the street and forced a cab to stop.

"What the hell are you doing?", yelled the driver from the window.

"Take this woman to a hospital. Now.", said the Saiyan with authority.

He then walked around to the passenger side door, and and opened it. The cab driver didn't say a word as Bardock put the woman in the seat, lying on her side. The driver secured the woman and himself in their respective seats, and drove off. Now that the woman was being taken care of, he could focus on finding the evil bastard that killed so many people. He took flight once again, but stopped in mid-air when he heard the sounds of cars and sirens approaching.

"Stop and come down peacefully. You are under arrest!", said a police officer speaking through a megaphone.

More police cars had pulled up and now multiple weapons were drawn, targeting Bardock...


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Bardock
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"It wasn't me! I'm trying to find who did this. Put your weapons down and help me find the one responsible," Bardock said as he stayed airborne and turned to fly through the alley, where he found a small trace of Ki energy fading between buildings.

The police officers were no longer giving warnings. Shots had been fired repeatedly at the Saiyan, but none had hit him. Even if they had hit him, he was certain that mere bullets would not do any serious bodily damage. He wasn't surprised that the police had thought it was him. After all, he was flying around the crime scene that was a movie set.

"I'm on my own," he said as he conitnued to follow the trace of Ki.

When it faded completely, it only increased the Saiyan's frustration. He flew higher and higher, until everyone walking around below him appeared as ants. He had a feeling that he wouldn't find the responsible party any time soon. That wouldn't stop him from looking, though. The problem with that was, the police were now looking for him. More and more police cars could be seen roaming the streets, searching for him and not the real criminal.

Finally, he spotted something on the ground that stood out from everything else. Something with an aura of green around it. The Saiyan hoped beyond all hope that he had found the one he was looking for. He descended lower to get a better look at the green streak of Ki that preceded the being it came from.

"Now's my chance. I have to make sure it doesn't see me until I'm close enough to grab it," Bardock said to himself.

He was only a few hundred feet above it, when he saw that 'it' was a 'he'. Blizzard. The Changeling that was his classmate and now permanent enemy. The Saiyan wouldn't rest until Blizzard was brought down for good. He had planned on surprising the Changeling demon, but he couldn't contain his fury. He let out a scream as he charged at Blizzard from above.

"Blizzard, You bastard!" he said as he came within a yard of making physical contact with him.

That was when Blizzard had looked up and smirked with glee. Within inches of getting hit by Bardock, the Changeling had instantly vanished. The Saiyan had barely stopped himself from hitting the sidewalk at full force. Instead, he rolled with his momentum and crashed into a car. A man had come out screaming obscenities and threw a brick at the Saiyan, barely missing him.

Ignoring the man, Bardock had taken flight yet again. This time he had a stronger trace of Ki to follow than before, and followed it from above. He saw Blizzard flying half a mile ahead of him, laughing. When they had both reached a body of water, Blizzard dove into it and vanished again.

The frustration that Bardock was feeling was becoming too much. He fired multiple Ki blasts into the water, knowing he was just wasting his energy. Finally spent, he continued to fly, knowing he wouldn't catch Blizzard until it was time to train under Master Roshi. Then, he would make him pay...

QUEST COMPLETE

Bardock WC= 3,790 + 534 = 4,324
Blizzard WC = 6,483
Total WC= 10,807

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