06-10-2008, 09:31 AM
Continued from: http://www.cdbzrpg.com/forum/showpost.ph...ostcount=4
He stared out into the trees for a moment before he began talking in monologue, no longer even really paying attention to her feelings on the matter. “You think that when I watched him I was bothered by the acts that he committed? I’ve been in his shoes and I’ve done the deeds. I’ve paid my dues and I’ve lived with my sins. He’s running around like some god damn super hero, always flashing around how cool he thinks he is to everyone… The man doesn’t act for anyone other than himself. You call me selfish? That’s what the world wants. This guy thinks of no one but himself in every action that he does. If he helps anyone, its to bring himself more attention or more glory.’
“You accused me of wanting to get recognition for my actions? I don’t even know anymore. I’ve committed atrocities for this universe and I’ve assisted some of the most heinous acts to help the world become a better place. Raditzu is seen as this Herculean wonder while I am discarded flesh, as you mentioned yourself. He commits all his acts, and he doesn’t have to answer to any of it. His entire take on the situation was that we all were supposed to know who of the three of us did the most to take down that dragon. He didn’t even acknowledge what he’d done, because in his eyes it was just him winning yet another competition for an award.”
He threw the empty crab leg to the ground and pulled a bottle of water out from his pack, closing it swiftly before throwing it back over his shoulder. “We returned and everyone cheered him on a job well done, and they had no idea just how well done it was. Why were we wishing for a planet? We wanted it so that we could have our own little world to call ours and go traipsing around without a care. I at least tried to name it New Vejita in honor of our people, but it didn’t happen. In the end, I was approached by some galactic company requesting to use the planet as a gift to every world. I signed it over without really a problem so that I could see some change in this world so that people like me don’t have to be born.” He stopped a moment so that he could twist off the cap to the bottle. “He pushed in and gave it to them only after they agreed to interview the man who has slain the dragon. Of course, he made sure he took credit there.”
Taking a swig of the water, he placed his palm onto a tree, trying to sense any warmth he could from the rooted creature. If there was anyone near by, they couldn’t have hidden too many alerts to their presence. “So we have this enormous planet that somehow he has all the credit for, so instead of being a gift to the people, he uses it like his own private mansion to try to find another way to take center stage in the world’s eye. At least the development company isn’t stupid,” he trailed off in disgust.
Jun’ai took the moment’s pause to quietly voice a comment, not really minding at the moment if he actually responded to it. And you are saying that you aren’t interested in credit for any of this?
He shook his head at the notion. “No, I don’t really think so. I wouldn’t be opposed to no longer being treated like a shit stain on the face of the universe, but I don’t want people beating down my door to take my photograph either.”
Then why does it matter? He’s getting what he wants and you are getting what you want, to be left alone.
“It doesn’t work that way. Saiyans are nothing but violence. We are a ruthless race that seems genetically created to destroy other worlds and sell them for profit. When I was a teenager, I was sent to destroy a very peaceful planet. I decided that it’d be in my best interest to train under a strong teacher there first. I realized what was necessary while I was there. I killed my teacher shortly after learning her greatest technique and then visited Earth. It was there that I tried to kill your father, but it was in the interest of using the power of the Potarra Earrings to bring peace to my home world. I wanted to finally stop all the damned civil wars that kept breaking out and show that we could exist in a civilized world. We will always have the blood of warriors, but that doesn’t mean we have to lash out at everything that gives us the slightest glance.”
His feet tread slowly across the wooded land and he had begun to look to the ground for more clues to his search. “While he lives his life carefree and loved by the world, giving nothing substantial while leeching off of its successes, there are warrior’s like me all over that are giving their last breaths to bring about change to this war torn universe. You wouldn’t think that those that are the biggest weapons were the ones that wanted to see this change, would you? I have traveled to Arlia on mercenary missions just to earn enough to pay for my living expenses and have been informed that I was simply a tool for fighting in a struggle of which I had no allegiance, and I could say nothing to that. The world is better off without people like me.”
His words lingered a moment before he narrowed them at a shadow in the distance. “But to bring about such a world, people like me are a necessity.” The shadow moved a bit, and Reijin pulled his fork close. Something was soon to die.
He stared out into the trees for a moment before he began talking in monologue, no longer even really paying attention to her feelings on the matter. “You think that when I watched him I was bothered by the acts that he committed? I’ve been in his shoes and I’ve done the deeds. I’ve paid my dues and I’ve lived with my sins. He’s running around like some god damn super hero, always flashing around how cool he thinks he is to everyone… The man doesn’t act for anyone other than himself. You call me selfish? That’s what the world wants. This guy thinks of no one but himself in every action that he does. If he helps anyone, its to bring himself more attention or more glory.’
“You accused me of wanting to get recognition for my actions? I don’t even know anymore. I’ve committed atrocities for this universe and I’ve assisted some of the most heinous acts to help the world become a better place. Raditzu is seen as this Herculean wonder while I am discarded flesh, as you mentioned yourself. He commits all his acts, and he doesn’t have to answer to any of it. His entire take on the situation was that we all were supposed to know who of the three of us did the most to take down that dragon. He didn’t even acknowledge what he’d done, because in his eyes it was just him winning yet another competition for an award.”
He threw the empty crab leg to the ground and pulled a bottle of water out from his pack, closing it swiftly before throwing it back over his shoulder. “We returned and everyone cheered him on a job well done, and they had no idea just how well done it was. Why were we wishing for a planet? We wanted it so that we could have our own little world to call ours and go traipsing around without a care. I at least tried to name it New Vejita in honor of our people, but it didn’t happen. In the end, I was approached by some galactic company requesting to use the planet as a gift to every world. I signed it over without really a problem so that I could see some change in this world so that people like me don’t have to be born.” He stopped a moment so that he could twist off the cap to the bottle. “He pushed in and gave it to them only after they agreed to interview the man who has slain the dragon. Of course, he made sure he took credit there.”
Taking a swig of the water, he placed his palm onto a tree, trying to sense any warmth he could from the rooted creature. If there was anyone near by, they couldn’t have hidden too many alerts to their presence. “So we have this enormous planet that somehow he has all the credit for, so instead of being a gift to the people, he uses it like his own private mansion to try to find another way to take center stage in the world’s eye. At least the development company isn’t stupid,” he trailed off in disgust.
Jun’ai took the moment’s pause to quietly voice a comment, not really minding at the moment if he actually responded to it. And you are saying that you aren’t interested in credit for any of this?
He shook his head at the notion. “No, I don’t really think so. I wouldn’t be opposed to no longer being treated like a shit stain on the face of the universe, but I don’t want people beating down my door to take my photograph either.”
Then why does it matter? He’s getting what he wants and you are getting what you want, to be left alone.
“It doesn’t work that way. Saiyans are nothing but violence. We are a ruthless race that seems genetically created to destroy other worlds and sell them for profit. When I was a teenager, I was sent to destroy a very peaceful planet. I decided that it’d be in my best interest to train under a strong teacher there first. I realized what was necessary while I was there. I killed my teacher shortly after learning her greatest technique and then visited Earth. It was there that I tried to kill your father, but it was in the interest of using the power of the Potarra Earrings to bring peace to my home world. I wanted to finally stop all the damned civil wars that kept breaking out and show that we could exist in a civilized world. We will always have the blood of warriors, but that doesn’t mean we have to lash out at everything that gives us the slightest glance.”
His feet tread slowly across the wooded land and he had begun to look to the ground for more clues to his search. “While he lives his life carefree and loved by the world, giving nothing substantial while leeching off of its successes, there are warrior’s like me all over that are giving their last breaths to bring about change to this war torn universe. You wouldn’t think that those that are the biggest weapons were the ones that wanted to see this change, would you? I have traveled to Arlia on mercenary missions just to earn enough to pay for my living expenses and have been informed that I was simply a tool for fighting in a struggle of which I had no allegiance, and I could say nothing to that. The world is better off without people like me.”
His words lingered a moment before he narrowed them at a shadow in the distance. “But to bring about such a world, people like me are a necessity.” The shadow moved a bit, and Reijin pulled his fork close. Something was soon to die.
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