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| Topic Started: Nov 13 2010, 09:10 PM (282 Views) | |
| OldSeventeen | Nov 13 2010, 09:10 PM Post #1 |
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Dictatorship The small coastal nation of New Oceania has fallen into the grip of a brutal tyrant Lord Varigon Samdil. And he clenched his fist upon the once free people there, by destroying their civil liberties and emplacing heavy taxes to sap them of their revenue. The people there have started to rebel, but their forces are not up to par to face Samdil's Royal Army. You have been hired to overthrow the odds and bring the rebellion to victory. But it will not be as easy as planned because Samdil's chancellor Yesdr is rumored to be a powerful wizard. It is said that he has defeated entire armies by the flick of his wrist. Can you topple Yesdr and Samdil, and bring peace to the people of New Oceania? Location: Earth Difficulty: Hard (15 post, 3 day minimum) Reward: +1,000 zeni, +6 DP, +40 all stats, +6 Rp Credits Available: Yes |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 13 2010, 09:31 PM Post #2 |
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The Flat Screen stationed on the long white wall at the Satan Hotel showed footage of a short, balding man. He stood high above the Ground, on a massive Ship titled Demise. Behind him was a purple-cloaked being with deep blue glowing eyes. The rest was shadowed out. "Attention Earthlings...I have taken hold of your largest trading center, Sea Salt. Without this, no materials will pass from it's harbors, meaning, simply, you must give in to my will." "Oh, Man...Nothing like this has happened sense Hitler!..." "He's...What IS he?" "God the father who art in Heaven..." Prayers, pleads, and tears were obvious across West City, along with Metro West and the other cities and villages along the nameless continent. Soldiers from America, France, and a few tribal beings had gathered at Sea Salt, only to fall victim to a strange hypnosis. They now acted as thousands of Ants, killing, taking, and building for their master, Samdil. Trunks, however, was snoring in his room in Hercule's hotel, wearing only a pair of black shorts and a tank top. Sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose as the Dictating Androids 17 and 18 swept through West City, the news reports of Sea Salt going up in flames, of South City being taken. Slowly 17 froze, turning toward Trunks, and let out a metallic, heartless laugh. Slowly his features melded with that of Trunks' own, and slowly became that of a demonic version of Trunks rampaging through the Earth. His mother lie before him, and slowly his now steel hands reached for her neck... "GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Trunks bellowed, pure blue lighting the room, tearing into the walls and bedding, creating a vortex that pulled the room to one spot, then spat it back ever which way. The TV set blasted through the window, smashing just in front of the Manager's car. The Manager himself stared at the busted wall, seeing Trunks float there. "...Didn't that kid...Kill the Black Hearts?" Mumbled the manager into a blue tooth. One of the maids, also with a blue tooth, replied with a 'yes.' "But...Then, Crin was powerful...He could have rivaled the great Hercule! This kid might be our best chance..." With a sharp nod, the Manager trotted into the building, caught the elevator, and waited until the ring, indicating he was at the second floor. Rushing out, he searched for the busted room. Finding it, he saw blue steam floating off Trunks, who was slowly slipping into his daily outfit, a faint purple jacket, black over shirt, pants, heavy-looking boots and gloves, and a shell strapped over a book bag. At his hip was always a blade. "Mr. Briefs...Lets get you out of here and into the Presidential Suites." Said the Manager, grinning. Trunks raised an eyebrow, then followed the man without hesitating. As long as he wasn't charged for the ruined room... Word Count: 465 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 13 2010, 10:10 PM Post #3 |
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"You want me to star in a commercial for Mr. Satan's fast food Restaurants?" Asked Trunks, as he set down his Shell and Book Bag on the new, tempurpedic bed. It had been fair enough; Stay in this Presidential Suite until his ship, The Alias, was ready for living in. The Alias was a Capsule Corp Ship, repainted, waxed, and enhanced with extra living space then it had had earlier. However, some of the living space was being replaced with a Gravitron, the other half being prepped by Capsule Corp., who he had had to convince he truly was Dr. Brief's grandson. When they recognized him at last, they were glad to prep the ship. "That's right, Mr. Briefs. Let alone seeing your face in times like this will be a comfort." Said the Manager. Times like this? What's he mean by that? Trunks thought. Seeming to read his mind, the Manager flicked on the Suite's Wall-Length TV, and instantly Samdil's short, balding being appeared on screen. "Attention, citizens of Earth. Sea Salt has been renamed after my Home world, Oceania! Now, and forever, you are viewing New Oceania! All who are here have come to love me!" said Samdil, motioning toward the mass of people cheering below. The Purple Cloaked Man twitched his fingers, moved his glowing eyes, and a few other unnoticeable movements. This indicated he was a wizard. Trunks snatched the remote, turning the TV off as he finished his thirty second evaluation of the scene. This...This Terrorist roaming free, and Hercule's companies wanted him to talk up some kind of cheap food service!? No, that wouldn't do...Couldn't.... And yet, three hours later, Trunks stood with a Coke in one hand and a large fry in the other. "So c'mon down to Herc-Tacular, where home of the Herc-Burg!" Finished the annoyed Halfling Prince. He was glad, however, that this small bit of work provided a life time of free food from this 'Herc-Tacular' chain of restaurants, and temporary housing. Jet, the Manager, sprang from no where, clapping Trunks on the shoulder just as he shoved the fries down his throat. "Great job, chief! Now we just need some photos to put on the Kids Meals, and we're good to go!" And so Trunks stood, arms crossed, staring into a camera. Jet had forced him to tie his usually unruly hair up, spiking out the bangs and shortening the back. Hollywood magic. He was also forced into a tux, which was far to light compared to his usual attire. He wasn't even allowed to wear his Gloves, or sword! But none the less, it took only minutes for his photo to be plastered on random cups, boxes, and bags. But even then he had to stay in the tux, with his hair tied up, missing his normal training and fighting items. It was so unnatural. As the day drug on, Trunks slowly forgot about the Dictator thousands of miles away. He was finally cleaning the make up that made him appear better on camera when Jet stalked in, holding out a piece of plastic. A card. "Here, Mr. Briefs. This lets you get your free food." Jet said. Trunks snatched it in a blur, dried his face, and vanished, appearing next to the Mayor of West City. Now all that remained was for him to cut the long red rope, go inside, and feast. TWC: 1,025 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 13 2010, 11:41 PM Post #4 |
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Mayor West presented Trunks with his Mother's Capsule Corp Blade, Liberty, sheathed in a white sheath, with deep purple tendrils wrapping around it until it reached the tip. Trunks, taking his blade gratefully, clicked it into place around his waist, then unsheathed the blade itself. Lifting it to eye level, he began to charge his Ki, raising his speed to the max, then brought it down. The rope stood still for a moment, then glowed blue and fell limp. The crowd roared, and Trunks vanished inside to eat. And eat he did. Mountains of golden fries, an unlimited amount of Mountain Dew and Coke, not to mention chicken as far as the eye could see. Pure heaven. Over the next few hours Trunks crammed food down his throat, having only had breakfast for the last few days. People filed in, attempting to recognize Trunks, realizing he had killed the Black Hearts, then trying to take a picture with him. It wasn't until his final course of fries that he realized something was closing in from above. Something...Evil. No one else sensed it, though. At least, not until Trunks lifted from his seat, pushed through the doors, and sped off into the sky. A deep red light crashed into Trunks' blue one, creating a massive eruption of purple in the sky. Within seconds his Tux was missing a sleeve, and his opponent was missing his marbles, having headed the Halfling Prince directly in the head. Not wasting any time, Trunks followed up with an elbow to the same part of his foe's head, an upper cut to the gut, and an Axe Hammer back at the head, sending the foe into the ground below. Trunks followed, landing lightly, and picking up a kid around twelve years of age, with a bliss in his eye. " Master Samdil wants to unite us, Trunks. He wants you to be is loyal knight!..." The boy muttered, the fell into a coughing fit, physically sick due to the pressure of this Samdil's orders. "We need a doctor!" Shouted Trunks, holding the kid up as a crowd formed. Stepping out of the crowd were three white-cloaked men and one women, the first two with a stretcher(initially for Trunks) and the other two with medical items for breathing. In seconds the boy was carted off to...Where? TWC: 1407 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 02:31 PM Post #5 |
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Over the course of the next few days, Trunks sped back and forth between Satan Hotel, Kame House, and the 'Herc-Tacular'. Sleeping, Training, and eating, in that order. Occasionally he had to stop and do some kind of appearance to promote other foods the place made. Meanwhile, the reports on New Oceania grew worse and worse, eventually claiming the entire country had begun to 'fall in love' with Samdil. However, a closer look showed they were chanting 'Yesdr.' Gradually, Trunks gained close to two thousand in the Power Range, according to Roshi meaning his Power Level max was 6,944. He'd never liked thinking of it as numbers, more like caps. Caps that stopped you before you went over your body's limit. None the less, he at least knew what his exact cap was. At least now he understood why he lost battles. Though his Sense helped tell him who was stronger, but that hadn't met much until he really knew what 'stronger' met. Now he did. On one of those days at KAME house, particularly the last day before it happened, Roshi pushed Trunks to his limits, while Roshi only used half of his true power. Pinning the boy with simply his walking stick, Trunks found himself going insane. "So much anger, boy...Unleash it!" Roshi demanded, and stepped back as Trunks fired a massive, blue and green beam from both hands, tearing into the sky, through the clouds, and much farther beyond. Pleased, Roshi turned and walked inside, leaving Trunks to blast, angrily, to his Hotel Room. ---------------------- Samdil stared in shock as a massive, Blue and Orange line flooded the sky, tearing into the heavens faster then a rocket. Perhaps he was in danger of being thwarted. Pacing his ship, which had been installed on a massive, thick tower, he pondered the possibility of Yesdr failing to protect him. Unacceptable. "YESSSDR!" Hissed the small man, pointing back at his guardian. "Kill that fighter!" He shrieked. Yesdr folded his thin hands, considered whether he should send a small army or himself, then vanished. "Giki, Zin, Nocto. You three go retrieve the boy, and kill that warrior." Said Yesdr. The three hypnotized Aliens stared blankly, then vanished toward after the power level of Trunks. TWC: 1774 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 05:20 PM Post #6 |
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Trunks landed lightly outside the Hotel, speed teleporting to his room as he landed. Dropping the weighted shell, followed by his book bag/suit case, and then flung his sheathed blade onto the bed, followed by himself. His body quivered from the physical strain that blast had put on it. This was quite literally the equivalent of when he'd killed the Black Hearts. Shaky, prepared to barf....Powerful. Slowly he clicked on the wall-sized TV, taking in the news on Samdil. Pure control, and his hold on the Earth had spread to Europe. A man named 'Toriyama' had begun drawing posters to spread the 'good' news of Samdil. America was slowly loosing it, and slowly this midget was gaining control. Everywhere. And apparently a disease was spreading too, but someone named 'Chaos' seemed to be on that case. Ginyu was off preparing to leave, and he hadn't heard from Broli in weeks. The Alias would be ready within the next few days, and he could then leave for whatever quadrants they'd left set. Until then, he couldn't leave Earth in danger. Picking his things back up, he pulled the book bag full of capsules over his shoulders, tied the shell over it, clipped his sword-and-sheath on his belt, then opened a sliding door leading to a balcony. Blue and green aura flared around him, and he shot off in the general direction of New Oceania. Meanwhile, Giki fled a hospital, a small boy slung over her shoulder as she took to the air. Zin and Nocto sped toward Trunks' location, already preparing balls of energy in their hands. "Fusion Blast!" The two bellowed, then conjoined the four balls of Ki, launching them at the distant blue blur. The buffer of the two, Zin, vanished, appearing above Trunks, and Nocto below. Both zeroed in, only to slam into each other. Swiping of snot, they turned and blasted after Trunks... Who stood hundreds of feet below, power level lowered to 1 as to blend in. In only minutes a taxi arrived, and Trunks entered, calming the driver as he heard just where he would be driving to. TWC: 2112 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 05:54 PM Post #7 |
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As the car sped through the empty highways, the sun began to lower into the depths of space, pure darkness flooding the Earth. The driver was forced to pull over a Rest Stop and turn Trunks over to a truck driver, who would be more fit to take him the rest of the way. "Thank you...Here, four hundred Zeni." Trunks said, paying the last of the money he'd gotten from advertising Herc-Tacular. In response, the Taxi driver jotted down a list of things on a paper. "Alright, kid...If you go to this address, you'll find the rebellion against Samdil. It's small, but it could work under your command." Whispered the man, then waved Trunks off. By now, it was probably safe to just fly there, but something told Trunks it would be safer to take a ride, like he was told, about half of the remaining drive, then walk from there. So, he flagged down the only one who appeared trust worthy, claimed the passenger's seat, and sat back as they drove away, into the darkness. Over the next three hours Trunks fell asleep, whilst the road gradually grew...eerie. It was effecting his dreams, that much was sure. The truck driver was aware of Trunks shaking, could sense the fact he would probably awake in a cold sweat. "Kid...You alright? Kid...?" Trunks stood between 17 and 18, staring out at the remains of Earth. Gohan struggled to his knees, only to be blasted into oblivion by 18. Trunks began laughing hysterically, clutching his head as a green Android drained the life from him...Suddenly, in a split second, the flash of Blue and a yellow Halo appeared, slashing through the thing doing such. Vegeta vanished back to other world moments later, and Trunks managed to reach the now blackened Gohan. The truck pulled to a stop as Trunks lunged from his door, landing on his knees as Bile and mucus left his mouth. Shaking, he huddled next to a tire, trying to push the memories of Gohan's death in his time away. At least, though, he was remembering something. A few minutes later he climbed back into the passenger's seat, and the Truck kicked back to life, driving down the road. The sun was rising somewhere in the distance. TWC: 2482 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 06:20 PM Post #8 |
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As Trunks left the truck, the two weirdos who had attacked him the previous day blasted by overhead, oblivious to their foe below. A third trailed behind, carrying the boy he had collided with earlier. Unacceptable. Flaring his deep blue and green Ki, Trunks blasted upwards, turning sharply and catching the third person easily. Yanking hard and flinging the person down, he caught the boy as they fell. Vanishing, he appeared below the falling person, smashing his fist into....Her back. Golden brown hair stretched down his arm as he held her there, staring into her brown eyes. Tan. Wearing a black outfit. 'Giki' was threaded onto the shirt, and under it was 'Old Name: Alsi.' Placing her over his shoulder, and the boy over his other, Trunks decided to just raise his power to the max, then vanished. Speeding toward the listed address, he could sense the other two following him. If only he'd taken the time to learn Mouth Blast....No matter. Pressing his foot into the concrete and shooting into the air. Flinging Alsi into the sky, he pulled back his now free hand, charged up as much anger and energy as he had fighting Roshi, and discharged a massive beam down into the pursuers. Only now did he know the full force of this attack. The road was literally torn to shreds, an endless whole formed where the blast had initially landed. The surrounding forest had been cleared, giving a full few of the ocean through the smoldering plant life. The pursuers were literally dust in the wind. Arm extended, he caught Alsi just as she came back down, then continued toward the address. TWC: 2745 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 07:49 PM Post #9 |
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Finally he found himself in front of an old, wooden building. Steel covered the windows and the door, blocking off any entrance. He could blow it up real easy if he wanted, but instead knocked on the door. There was a static coming from inside, then slowly the door opened, revealing another door- plexi-glass with steel for the floor and ceiling. Setting both the injured boy and Alsi down inside, he followed and pressed the only button there. Instantly the steel door closed, along with the Plexi-Glass one, then lowered downward. Creaking, swinging, almost falling twice. Eventually it came to a complete stop, opening into an underground tavern. Stepping through, Trunks was met by a flash of steel... --------------------------------- Yesdr grew angered as his minions did not return, and eventually collected a small army to go searching. He himself followed, watching over them as they neared they appeared over the last trace of Zin and Nocto's power sources. It was then his full rage showed, destroying the brains of his men below. "YOU KILLED HIM! I TOLD YOU TO BRING HIM BACK ALIVE! THEN YOU RAN OFF!?" The wizard bellowed, obviously assuming Nocto and Zin had somehow killed Trunks. Then he sensed it. Giki. Floating down to the ground, the wizard pulled down his hood, revealing bone-tight skin, and glowing blue eyes. Snatching up a pistol, and raising three of the men from the dead, he lead the way to the source of Giki's power. ------------------------ Trunks held the fighter to the ground, his blade inches from his head. The fool had attacked without using a scouter or sensing, rendering him at a much weaker place then at first. "Rebels...Your all just as controlled as Sea Salt...Or, New Oceania, rather." Trunks spat, then stood and continued into the caverns. TWC: 3,045 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 09:46 PM Post #10 |
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They went on for miles, but it felt like nothing to Trunks' superior powers and blood to an average human. After about five minutes, bored of walking, Trunks flared his power, raising it to it's max of 6,944, then vanishing down into the caves. Green electricity left an outlined image of the Halfling Prince, whom was speeding away with ease....Though somehow, someway, he knew, due to Ginyu's rumors about Vegeta's amazing speed, that his father far outclassed him in that way. Granted, he was clueless what the man was like in this time, someone that fast was to be feared. Within a few minutes he reached the end of the caverns, coming to a stop three feet before a large podium. A clear orb sat atop, golden energy flowing from it, out back the way Trunks had just come, and back to...Who? Floating up to better examine it, he saw a glint of blue eyes inside, darkness forming a figure...A skin-and-bone old man staring out. "Help..." It begged, then vanished. "What the..." "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" came the screams of a young woman and a little boy. Echoing across the cave, they triggered a sudden rumbling. The Orb vanished, and rocks began to fall. As more and more plummeted, Trunks was forced to speed teleport as far away as possible. "...Good as dead." Yesdr muttered, then handed the orb to the three undead soldiers, and left with the hypnotized boy and girl. But Trunks was certainly not dead. He appeared just above the caverns, back at the start of the building. Of course the base had been taken control of and abandoned. Samdil's strange powers were bound to have stretched this far by now. With a sinking feeling the Halfling Prince flared his Ki, then shot off into the distance. It was time to finish this Dictator. TWC: 3,343 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 10:13 PM Post #11 |
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As he flew, the Prince planned out his first attack. He'd have to take out as much of the Capitol as possible, in order to scatter the servants. After that, more powerful beings were bound to attack, which Trunks could use to further destroy the city, hopefully freeing the hypnotized as it drug on. Anyway, now he had to stop on the border and drop his weights. Almost instantly feel himself grow lighter. Dropping the shell was OK, the weighted jacket and shirt was a major relief. The gloves made his hands feel better, and as the boots came off, he was already vanishing into the distance. With in a few minutes he was speeding over a few small towns, dropping thousands of blasts from the Energy Dan down onto it. People scattered, and no one took direct damage, as he zeroed them in on empty space. In minutes people were back to their senses, retreating toward the border, and toward safety. More and more blasts impacted on the Earth, tearing it opened and creating massive craters everywhere. As he neared a larger city, the Prince slowed, placed as much force as possible into his right palm while spinning, and unleashed another massive beam- which he had decided had to be the Ion Beam- into it. In seconds the people of that city sped forth, running for the capital, or a boat leaving New Oceania. Not missing a beat, Trunks continued his flight into the Dictated country. Coming closer, forces began to fill the skies, slowly building a massive ball of humans and aliens around Trunks, who continued speeding forward with them stuck to him. Energy spread through the creases in the human sphere, and instantaneously another wave of Energy Dan blasted out in all directions. Regaining lost speed, he neared the next main city...And Samdil's next troops. TWC: 3,648 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 14 2010, 10:32 PM Post #12 |
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"Jinji!" "Yun!" "Giki!" "Lou!" Came four excessively annoying voices. Two of the figures- the young boy Lou, and the young woman, Alsi(Giki), performed a strange dance, creating a red alien looking creature. Jinji and Yuni copied this, creating a green copy of the opposing Alien. The two fusions danced again, creating a massive Blue alien creature. "Jinoki!" It finished, just as Trunks landed in front of it. Already Liberty was drawn, and striking Jinoki over the chest. The creature laughed, catching the blade with it's bare arm, then sending a mouth blast at him. Trunks was almost instantly lifted back, his under shirt torn to shreds. Grinning, the twisted fusion brought down a heavy axe-hammer, which was caught by Trunks' forearm. His other hand, dropping the blade, slammed into Jinoki's stomach, unleashing a wave of the Energy Dan up into the skin, tearing through the organs, spine, and back. The Fusion-Alien fell to the ground, choking. Drowning in it's own blood. That left the forced evacuation of this city. Reaching into his pocket, he fished out a small chunk of the Halloween chocolate he'd saved. The last chunk. Placing it in his mouth, he swallowed it, feeling a sudden burst of energy. Aiming both hands toward the City Square, which was empty according to his sense, Trunks unleashed two Ion Beams, which joined about thirty feet from his hands and grew to enormous sizes. The conjoined beams smashed into the park, tearing it to shreds, and blazing through the abandoned center buildings. The out skirts were untouched by the main blast and fire, but the compressed air of the blows tore apart the smaller buildings. People fled, just like the smaller towns and last city, leaving it destroyed and empty. At this point he wondered how big the planets were his ancestors had destroyed and taken over. Were they big like Earth, with many cities, or only as big as the one he was trying to clear out? Of course he'd know soon enough. Lifting back into the air, Trunks sped away, this time going straight for the capitol. TWC: 3991 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 15 2010, 09:31 PM Post #13 |
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There. Trunks thought, feeling the buzzing noise that indicated a mass of powers behind him. The mass of defenders had returned. He couldn't get a proper power read, but in total they fell at about 3,500. He could have taken them, had it not been they had an air tight, sweaty, meat shields to choke him with. The first few lunged forward, only to be caught by the Prince's blade. Three more came, these ones caught by a wave energy blasts. The next twenty or so clung to his legs, arms, and face, hoping to bring him down there. However, this hope was terminated as Trunks' power level sky rocketed, reaching the limits, then busting them opened as massive blue and green lights flashed through the sky. A storm brewed based fully on the Prince's rage. Suddenly it all froze, Trunks' power level stopping around 13,000. It hung there for a few seconds, then dropped dramatically back to normal as two massive Ion Beams erupted from both his hands, tearing through the flesh of the enemies, burning them into nothing. The storm stayed, though, and dropped rain and hail and thunder to Earth. Composed, Trunks blasted onward, leading the remaining fighters to their deaths. Using a speed teleport, he reached the Capitol in seconds. The crowd was a massive speck in the distance, but slowly they gained. Pausing for three minutes to let them catch up. When they did, he shot toward the large ship now planted on the capitol building, sped in a large circle around it, then shot upwards as the mass followed after. Spinning in mid air, he charged off three rounds of the Energy Dan, pushing them back toward the ship. Once they were crowded, Trunks positioned his opened palm toward the center of the ship, clenched his fist around his wrist, and fired off one massive Ion Beam, tearing through the ship, the building, and blowing almost everything up...At the same time the pod streaked across the sky, tearing into the general location of South City. Not good. Meanwhile, Yesdr arrived on the scene, followed by four, previously fused corpses being floated toward them. "Look! Look who you've killed, boy! The two you wanted to save are dead!" Then the foolish wizard saw the ruins of his domain, sensed Samdil missing from life, and realized what this purple haired freak had done. Charging, he realized Trunks was partially Sayian, a fighter from birth, a nano second to late. Right after the gloved hand pierced his chest, clutched the heart, twisted, ripping it from the cords and lungs, removed it, and forced it down the Wizard's throat. Slashing opened the stomach, Trunks watched as the Heart poured back out, along with acid, Bile, and intestines. New Oceania was in ruins, but saved. Certainly saved. Now...About that space pod...He'd hear about it on the news. TWC: 3994 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 15 2010, 09:52 PM Post #14 |
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And so he did. Though, it turned out a larger ship had arrived first, in the style of Sayians...And he recognized the power signature. Father. Packing his things, he checked out of the hotel at last and left to collect the Alias. Arriving at the Capsule Corp. Building, a few people volunteered to travel with him. Excepting two, who he was sure his father wouldn't mind the help, if that massive ship was his. Clicking a button hidden near the right wing, he caught the capsule in it's ship form, shoved it into his pocket, and grabbed the two workers, blasting off in the general direction...But first paused to check out South City. In a quick glance, there was a massive crater, a Sayian Space pod at the center, which was covered in blood and wide opened. Stereos were set up here and there, and was more or less...confusion. Frowning, Trunks sped back up, pushing as far away from the scene as possible. Now passing over a few villages, he saw rituals taking place to 'ward off evil.' Now getting freaked, he placed all of his energy into his feet, then used them as massive boosts in speeding high and far from this terror. Soon he saw his Father's ship, and sped downward. TWC: 4,204 |
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| OldSeventeen | Nov 15 2010, 10:13 PM Post #15 |
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Empty. At least, of anything worth the time. Trunks sped through the many halls, ignoring the odd looking people working there. They tried to stop him, yell at him, contact Vegeta even. The name 'Karas' was called as well, but none answered. So, Trunks eventually reached a room with his father's name on it. Thinking to...Childishly, he busted it in, and scanned the room. A few pieces of armor lie scattered, a shower room somewhere near, as he smelled water with his sharpened senses due to Roshi. But...No true signs of Vegeta. Had he noticed the Dictatorship Trunks had over thrown? Been proud even? Or just gone straight to business with that Space Pod? Instead of fretting, he simply left, leaving the workers there confused. He'd be back later. In the meant time, he stepped out, tossed the capsule with his the Alias in it, and watched his own ship appear. Tired of waiting, he stepped inside and made his way to the rest area the two workers had set up. Speaking of which, those two had followed him in when the ship poofed back to life, and gone straight to work getting comfortable. Tired, Trunks fell asleep, awaiting some news on his father. |
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