02-19-2005, 06:15 AM
?You might be a challenge yet?? The words slipped from the serpent?s tongue into an atmosphere of arrogance, which, even having faded through the demeanor of Goku, still dominated in a way that made the air hot and thick. The Black Demon allowed himself to drift to the frozen earth, his empty sights set on his opponent. Goku did the same, his feet depressing the soft powder of freshly fallen snow. ?I must say, you?re quite the interesting creature,? declared Burori, taking a moment to relieve both of them from battle. The black-haired Saiyan, his flaming aura having diminished, stood with an eyebrow raised. ?And yet you lack the power that your potential offers?? The demon shook his head, folding his arms as his eyes seemed to scan Goku from head to toe. Goku himself said nothing, his hands tightly clasped as he awaited the next move from his opponent. Something as sinister as the Black Demon didn?t make idle chatter. It destroyed, and it would try to destroy him. There were no alternatives. Goku?s suspicion could find no limits. The energy inside him screamed to be freed from imprisonment within his soul, lusting to explode forth from his skin and engulf the area completely. Yet, he would not appease this sensation, going as far as to suppress it whilst he went along with the conversation at hand. ?What are you getting at??
The Black Demon raised his right arm, almost bragging the grotesque boils on his charred skin for all to see. ?THIS is what I?m getting at. Don?t you want it? Don?t you want the power I have to offer?? Goku spat to one side in disgust, almost as if the very thought had traveled from his brain to his mouth, finding a resting place on his tongue and saturating it with salty revulsion. Broli clasped his hands at both of his sides, frowning regretfully as the voids that served to fill the sockets of his skull penetrated Goku?s very soul. ?I could give you power that you would never even dream of! Don?t you see it? Look at me! Look at Broli!? The demon put his hands to his chest, digging his finger nails into his skin as if utterly sickened by his own appearance. ?Broli was nothing short of pathetic! His noble notions did nothing less than hold him back and make him a warrior that can be described as meek, merciful? and weak.? Crimson fluid rolled down the Saiya-Jin?s chest, some dribbling onto the snow at his feet. Goku?s resolve was hidden by his gaping mouth and widened eyes. He had never witnessed a creature such as this. ?Take it! Take this power! I can make you the conqueror of worlds! I can give you everything! Just say the word, and in a heartbeat, it?s all yours!? Broli outstretched a hand, opening it so that Goku may clasp it.
The black-haired Saiya-Jin began walking forward. His eyebrows furrowed, his face emotionless as he took one step after another towards the Black Demon. A powerful wind caught him in the chest, compelling him in an apparent sense of foreboding to turn back. Yet, he pushed on, showing the purest tenacity as he pounded the icy tundra with each and every step. With a final step, he came to a halt before the giant. Burori kept his hand open, awaiting a connection with that of Goku and thus signifying and ultimate bond that would allow the Black Demon?s dominance always and forever across all galaxies. All Goku had to do was take the demon?s hand, and a power far superior than to be considered godly would erupt, showing no mercy as it waged war with the very foundations of the universe. Their eyes connected, all senses fading as their minds focused on the deal at hand. Goku ignored cold?s icy grip on his exposed skin, the Black Demon (who even lacked covering for the chest) seeming to do the same. Hell itself was ready to burst forth, lusting to let loose an inescapable carnage upon all of Dante and everyone amongst the universe itself. Should the two fighters shake hands, Hell would spill into existence, nature would become chaotic, and there?d be no survivors. This was what it would all come down to. Goku wasn?t simply fighting Broli. He was fighting for the existence of all mankind. The Black Demon sought to destroy everything of creation, and if he wasn?t stopped, never again would denizens of Earth, Vegeta, and of thousands of other various planets be able to lay sights on the lives set before them.
Sleet fell from the sky and hammered the earth; destruction was on the tip of its toes. Goku began to raise his hand, nature?s screech of admonition rippling throughout the atmosphere. As skin connected with skin, the gobbets of sleet seemed to come to halt instantaneously. Sound could only be described as an unfathomable emptiness that replicated and relapsed from one point to another, across the frozen plains, over the soaring peaks, and around Dante itself. Had the clock stopped? Had time petrified? The continuum itself had counted down, calculating and scheduling a moment where everything would come to a halt, and the fate of the universe would be decided. And in this moment, the universe would be either blessed with existence or doomed to suffering and eventual obliteration.
Goku had slapped Burori?s hand away.
And thus, with such a feat as this, Hell itself had been quelled, sent sprawling back into the depths of its own despair to forever bide its time for another opportunity such as this. The clock of life came back into motion in correspondence with Goku?s decision, sleet pouring down harder than ever before. As the black-haired Saiya-Jin?s hand fell back to his side, the Black Demon brought up his off hand. His knuckles crashed against Goku?s jaw, knocking the Saiyan fiercely into the slushy earth. The Black Demon leapt into the air, lifting his knee in order to bring it down on Goku?s spine. However, his leg met the ground with a splash of wet powder. Goku appeared behind the demon, engulfed in a blaze of red aura, and delivered his counterattack, the heel of his shoe connecting with the back of Broli?s neck and sending the demon sliding through the snow.
The demon flipped to his feet, his blood pumping wildly with an anger that would only be met through the sheer annihilation of Kakarot. The taste of copper filled his mouth as he stood, gnashing his teeth. To the side he spat away the blood and prepared himself to do battle once again. ?Unfortunately for you, this is a mistake that you cannot ever make up for. It will cost you your life,? chided the demon, shaking his head and revealing only the slightest emotion of pity. Goku held his fists as his sides, his aura glowing densely around his body as he locked eyes with the demon. ?I could never allow myself to be controlled by a virus. The power you offer me is not my own. I?d be a mere tool in your sick game?? His eyes sharpened, a disdainful stare cutting deep into Burori?s soul. ?? and I?ll never allow myself to be weak enough to have a crutch like you!? Goku?s words echoed across the sky, snow rupturing from its foundation of mountains. Barring his teeth, Broli held up his blackened arm, attempting to rebuke his insecurities with pride for his transformation. He wasn?t about to let his opponent have an advantage in a battle of minds. ?You fool? I?ll show you what real power is, and I?ll make you beg before this is over.? Only one fighter would survive this, and it would be a survival attached through battling with tooth and nail. This was the fight that all the spectators of Dante had been waiting for.
OOC: I'm going on a family trip for President's day, so I won't have access to a computer (or in other words, be home) until Monday. I have work that day, also, and so I won't get an RP up until late Monday/Tuesday afternoon. Sorry.
Anyway, Goku and I have left the Bunker of Area A and resumed our fight.
The Black Demon raised his right arm, almost bragging the grotesque boils on his charred skin for all to see. ?THIS is what I?m getting at. Don?t you want it? Don?t you want the power I have to offer?? Goku spat to one side in disgust, almost as if the very thought had traveled from his brain to his mouth, finding a resting place on his tongue and saturating it with salty revulsion. Broli clasped his hands at both of his sides, frowning regretfully as the voids that served to fill the sockets of his skull penetrated Goku?s very soul. ?I could give you power that you would never even dream of! Don?t you see it? Look at me! Look at Broli!? The demon put his hands to his chest, digging his finger nails into his skin as if utterly sickened by his own appearance. ?Broli was nothing short of pathetic! His noble notions did nothing less than hold him back and make him a warrior that can be described as meek, merciful? and weak.? Crimson fluid rolled down the Saiya-Jin?s chest, some dribbling onto the snow at his feet. Goku?s resolve was hidden by his gaping mouth and widened eyes. He had never witnessed a creature such as this. ?Take it! Take this power! I can make you the conqueror of worlds! I can give you everything! Just say the word, and in a heartbeat, it?s all yours!? Broli outstretched a hand, opening it so that Goku may clasp it.
The black-haired Saiya-Jin began walking forward. His eyebrows furrowed, his face emotionless as he took one step after another towards the Black Demon. A powerful wind caught him in the chest, compelling him in an apparent sense of foreboding to turn back. Yet, he pushed on, showing the purest tenacity as he pounded the icy tundra with each and every step. With a final step, he came to a halt before the giant. Burori kept his hand open, awaiting a connection with that of Goku and thus signifying and ultimate bond that would allow the Black Demon?s dominance always and forever across all galaxies. All Goku had to do was take the demon?s hand, and a power far superior than to be considered godly would erupt, showing no mercy as it waged war with the very foundations of the universe. Their eyes connected, all senses fading as their minds focused on the deal at hand. Goku ignored cold?s icy grip on his exposed skin, the Black Demon (who even lacked covering for the chest) seeming to do the same. Hell itself was ready to burst forth, lusting to let loose an inescapable carnage upon all of Dante and everyone amongst the universe itself. Should the two fighters shake hands, Hell would spill into existence, nature would become chaotic, and there?d be no survivors. This was what it would all come down to. Goku wasn?t simply fighting Broli. He was fighting for the existence of all mankind. The Black Demon sought to destroy everything of creation, and if he wasn?t stopped, never again would denizens of Earth, Vegeta, and of thousands of other various planets be able to lay sights on the lives set before them.
Sleet fell from the sky and hammered the earth; destruction was on the tip of its toes. Goku began to raise his hand, nature?s screech of admonition rippling throughout the atmosphere. As skin connected with skin, the gobbets of sleet seemed to come to halt instantaneously. Sound could only be described as an unfathomable emptiness that replicated and relapsed from one point to another, across the frozen plains, over the soaring peaks, and around Dante itself. Had the clock stopped? Had time petrified? The continuum itself had counted down, calculating and scheduling a moment where everything would come to a halt, and the fate of the universe would be decided. And in this moment, the universe would be either blessed with existence or doomed to suffering and eventual obliteration.
Goku had slapped Burori?s hand away.
And thus, with such a feat as this, Hell itself had been quelled, sent sprawling back into the depths of its own despair to forever bide its time for another opportunity such as this. The clock of life came back into motion in correspondence with Goku?s decision, sleet pouring down harder than ever before. As the black-haired Saiya-Jin?s hand fell back to his side, the Black Demon brought up his off hand. His knuckles crashed against Goku?s jaw, knocking the Saiyan fiercely into the slushy earth. The Black Demon leapt into the air, lifting his knee in order to bring it down on Goku?s spine. However, his leg met the ground with a splash of wet powder. Goku appeared behind the demon, engulfed in a blaze of red aura, and delivered his counterattack, the heel of his shoe connecting with the back of Broli?s neck and sending the demon sliding through the snow.
The demon flipped to his feet, his blood pumping wildly with an anger that would only be met through the sheer annihilation of Kakarot. The taste of copper filled his mouth as he stood, gnashing his teeth. To the side he spat away the blood and prepared himself to do battle once again. ?Unfortunately for you, this is a mistake that you cannot ever make up for. It will cost you your life,? chided the demon, shaking his head and revealing only the slightest emotion of pity. Goku held his fists as his sides, his aura glowing densely around his body as he locked eyes with the demon. ?I could never allow myself to be controlled by a virus. The power you offer me is not my own. I?d be a mere tool in your sick game?? His eyes sharpened, a disdainful stare cutting deep into Burori?s soul. ?? and I?ll never allow myself to be weak enough to have a crutch like you!? Goku?s words echoed across the sky, snow rupturing from its foundation of mountains. Barring his teeth, Broli held up his blackened arm, attempting to rebuke his insecurities with pride for his transformation. He wasn?t about to let his opponent have an advantage in a battle of minds. ?You fool? I?ll show you what real power is, and I?ll make you beg before this is over.? Only one fighter would survive this, and it would be a survival attached through battling with tooth and nail. This was the fight that all the spectators of Dante had been waiting for.
OOC: I'm going on a family trip for President's day, so I won't have access to a computer (or in other words, be home) until Monday. I have work that day, also, and so I won't get an RP up until late Monday/Tuesday afternoon. Sorry.
Anyway, Goku and I have left the Bunker of Area A and resumed our fight.