12-04-2004, 03:39 PM
ooc: Pulling some liquid time here so, can nobody post talking to me, I just wanted to get it up. I won't do it again so don't worry'bout it happening alot.
The thought of these people being able to 'dematerialize' wasn't exactly the most assuring thing in the galaxy, but he would just have to put up with it for the time being if he wanted to get some of this zeni, and maybe engage into a good to-the-death fight or two. If he was about to let himself be put up for execution by anybody, then he could wear a collar. It was too bad that it had to be a collar, this made him feel like a dog, under complete control of their master which the android didn't exactly take a liking to. They probably had the contestants wear these collars because the audiance would like to see if they would make it to the bunkers in time. He wondered what else they would pull in this little tourny of theirs, but the black-haired android just decided to forget all of this and do what he was told, for now.
He slowly rose up from his seat in the small room and grunted as he did so, as he had begun to relax in that chair. Just as slowly, he walked towards one of the staff members in the uniform with a box in hand. The hell fighter just put the his scouter in their without asking if it was available.
"I will be using my fingerprint" 17 spoke aloud.
The member of staff only said "Yes sir." He did not like to be called sir, made him feel old, when he was not, he was only in his 20's, as far as he knew. He then put his index finger up against the indicated spot and once a green light apperaed he left the spot and headed towrad the line-up for the space-pod. The line up was pretty large, there must have been over 40 people there, possibly 50. It was not moving very fast as they had to search them for any items before they could board the ship. Once it became his turn the android spread his arms out and within seconds they were done. Then it came time for the collar. It was small, but he still hated it. Once the device was on it fastened quickly, which was a bit painful at first, but he got used to it. Many of the other fighters picked at theirs a bit to see if it was realy on, which it was. They all piled through a long passageway leading to the ship.
Once they were inside some went in the direction of the training room, others went to the bar, but the male android only stood teher, not sure where to go.
ooc: Remember, DON'T talk to me until I post again.
The thought of these people being able to 'dematerialize' wasn't exactly the most assuring thing in the galaxy, but he would just have to put up with it for the time being if he wanted to get some of this zeni, and maybe engage into a good to-the-death fight or two. If he was about to let himself be put up for execution by anybody, then he could wear a collar. It was too bad that it had to be a collar, this made him feel like a dog, under complete control of their master which the android didn't exactly take a liking to. They probably had the contestants wear these collars because the audiance would like to see if they would make it to the bunkers in time. He wondered what else they would pull in this little tourny of theirs, but the black-haired android just decided to forget all of this and do what he was told, for now.
He slowly rose up from his seat in the small room and grunted as he did so, as he had begun to relax in that chair. Just as slowly, he walked towards one of the staff members in the uniform with a box in hand. The hell fighter just put the his scouter in their without asking if it was available.
"I will be using my fingerprint" 17 spoke aloud.
The member of staff only said "Yes sir." He did not like to be called sir, made him feel old, when he was not, he was only in his 20's, as far as he knew. He then put his index finger up against the indicated spot and once a green light apperaed he left the spot and headed towrad the line-up for the space-pod. The line up was pretty large, there must have been over 40 people there, possibly 50. It was not moving very fast as they had to search them for any items before they could board the ship. Once it became his turn the android spread his arms out and within seconds they were done. Then it came time for the collar. It was small, but he still hated it. Once the device was on it fastened quickly, which was a bit painful at first, but he got used to it. Many of the other fighters picked at theirs a bit to see if it was realy on, which it was. They all piled through a long passageway leading to the ship.
Once they were inside some went in the direction of the training room, others went to the bar, but the male android only stood teher, not sure where to go.
ooc: Remember, DON'T talk to me until I post again.
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