12-20-2006, 12:03 AM
Murder.
Something Gohan had become quite familiar with through the recent events, which were Dante?s Abyss. Today Gohan would end the lives of many, though the possibility of hid own demise was plausible. Outcasts were no pushover, not like Syntech anyways. They had many strong warriors on their side, not that Dante didn?t, but they were definitely the biggest obstacle that Dante had to overcome before winning this tournament.
The old man knew it was time, time to fight, time to murder, time to kill. Without a second the Gramps quickly rushed to join the fray. Soon he came upon a small group of Outcast solders that were ?doing in? fellow warriors of Dante. ?Tch, this looks like as good a place as anyplace to start?. The lust and joy of battle was already starting to take hold on him. He smirked from under his mask as he easily dodged a punch that a na?ve outcast soldier had sent his way. ?They should really train you more before they send you out to be slaughtered,? he laughed; he returned the blow swiftly, disabling the soldier from further.
He turned, looking at the rest of them.
?Boo? he said sarcastically, trying to be funny.
?Quickly!? one of them roared, ?Get him!!?
They all ran towards the old man in rapid pace, brandishing their weapons, swords, daggers, knives, guns, all were there, but it didn?t matter. Those who had guns stayed back a little ways and started firing at Gohan.
?Heh? The old man quickly moved his hands with great speed, catching the bullets in his hands. ?Nice aim, though I don?t think it?ll help you in your fight against me.? The old man said boastfully before flinging the bullets at the oncoming wave of outcast combatants. One by one they fell as they charged forth, those who weren?t penetrated by the bullets kept on, rushing the old man hoping to overwhelm him.
Metal sliced through the air towards the stout man. A few he was able to dodge, though one of them got lucky and was able to slice into the old man, giving him more than just a simple flesh wound. He winced in pain, quickly backing up to regain his composure, though the blood from the wound gushed out, spilling onto the ground, staining it along with his clothes. The long deep cut ran along the old mans body, from his top left shoulder to his bottom right.
?Tch, god damn it!? he snarled in pain. He ripped his vest and black undershirt off, revealing his surprisingly in-shape body. Simply put, the old man was built. The crimson liquid ran over Gohan?s skin and onto his pants. ?Gah!? he spat, still trying to regroup. The Outcast solders would have none of that though, and relentlessly charged him again, hoping to kill him.
The pain blinded him and clouded his thoughts, though he knew if he didn?t think of anything fairly soon, he wouldn?t have much to think about, in this tournament anyways. Almost instinctively Gohan threw an energy ball in the general direction of the oncoming soldiers. The ball of ki zipped through the air headed towards the oncoming solders of Outcasts. One of them, brave, yet stupid enough swung at the bell, hoping to deflect it off to the side with his sword. The ball was sliced through and exploded in the warriors face, extinguishing his life, and a few others that were in close vicinity of him.
The old human breathed heavily, as blood still came forth, although much slower than what it had been, he coughed harshly, blood erupting from his mouth, signaling that it was much worse than he first thought, if he didn?t wrap up the remnants of the small squad, he knew he?d be done for, if not by them, then by the huge wound that tore across his chest.
OOC: More to come later =o
Something Gohan had become quite familiar with through the recent events, which were Dante?s Abyss. Today Gohan would end the lives of many, though the possibility of hid own demise was plausible. Outcasts were no pushover, not like Syntech anyways. They had many strong warriors on their side, not that Dante didn?t, but they were definitely the biggest obstacle that Dante had to overcome before winning this tournament.
The old man knew it was time, time to fight, time to murder, time to kill. Without a second the Gramps quickly rushed to join the fray. Soon he came upon a small group of Outcast solders that were ?doing in? fellow warriors of Dante. ?Tch, this looks like as good a place as anyplace to start?. The lust and joy of battle was already starting to take hold on him. He smirked from under his mask as he easily dodged a punch that a na?ve outcast soldier had sent his way. ?They should really train you more before they send you out to be slaughtered,? he laughed; he returned the blow swiftly, disabling the soldier from further.
He turned, looking at the rest of them.
?Boo? he said sarcastically, trying to be funny.
?Quickly!? one of them roared, ?Get him!!?
They all ran towards the old man in rapid pace, brandishing their weapons, swords, daggers, knives, guns, all were there, but it didn?t matter. Those who had guns stayed back a little ways and started firing at Gohan.
?Heh? The old man quickly moved his hands with great speed, catching the bullets in his hands. ?Nice aim, though I don?t think it?ll help you in your fight against me.? The old man said boastfully before flinging the bullets at the oncoming wave of outcast combatants. One by one they fell as they charged forth, those who weren?t penetrated by the bullets kept on, rushing the old man hoping to overwhelm him.
Metal sliced through the air towards the stout man. A few he was able to dodge, though one of them got lucky and was able to slice into the old man, giving him more than just a simple flesh wound. He winced in pain, quickly backing up to regain his composure, though the blood from the wound gushed out, spilling onto the ground, staining it along with his clothes. The long deep cut ran along the old mans body, from his top left shoulder to his bottom right.
?Tch, god damn it!? he snarled in pain. He ripped his vest and black undershirt off, revealing his surprisingly in-shape body. Simply put, the old man was built. The crimson liquid ran over Gohan?s skin and onto his pants. ?Gah!? he spat, still trying to regroup. The Outcast solders would have none of that though, and relentlessly charged him again, hoping to kill him.
The pain blinded him and clouded his thoughts, though he knew if he didn?t think of anything fairly soon, he wouldn?t have much to think about, in this tournament anyways. Almost instinctively Gohan threw an energy ball in the general direction of the oncoming soldiers. The ball of ki zipped through the air headed towards the oncoming solders of Outcasts. One of them, brave, yet stupid enough swung at the bell, hoping to deflect it off to the side with his sword. The ball was sliced through and exploded in the warriors face, extinguishing his life, and a few others that were in close vicinity of him.
The old human breathed heavily, as blood still came forth, although much slower than what it had been, he coughed harshly, blood erupting from his mouth, signaling that it was much worse than he first thought, if he didn?t wrap up the remnants of the small squad, he knew he?d be done for, if not by them, then by the huge wound that tore across his chest.
OOC: More to come later =o
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