10-17-2005, 10:22 AM
Being a teleporter, Raditzu had grown rather accustomed to randomly blinking from one place to another. He could even recall some of his first attempts at honing his technique. Though most of the time things went ok enough, he could recall, with shocking detail, a time when he had found his head stuck in the ground. Not many people walked away with a mouth full of sod without learning a lesson. After that he had had very few problems jumping from one point to another. He had heard others complain about the feeling when he took them some place, but the long-haired warrior had long since grown numb to it; he even enjoyed a good snicker or two behind the backs of those who claimed nausea from teleporting: something he would never do again.
In the back of his mind, Rad swore that Cell was one of the luckiest beings he had ever met. One second he had been ready to pound the bio-android?s face in, and the next he was strapped up in chains. Not that he was overly opposed to chains -- he liked to think he was open-minded about such things -- but coming straight from a tournament, he wasn?t really in the mood. In the front of his mind, Rad was wondering where exactly he had landed himself. Several scenarios played through the warrior?s head. It was possible that his teleportation had gone on the fritz ? wouldn?t be the first time ? but landing perfectly into a set of restraints was a little too coincidental for Rad?s taste. Second choice had to do with the tournament being rigging. Possible, considering who the fiesta was in honor to, but Raditzu was fairly certain he would have noticed something off-kilter. The third option had to do with someone out to get the saiyan. Sadly, this one stood out like a pancake in a Waffle House.
Most likely, Raditzu would have gone on to extrapolate, in his own mind, about just what kind of treatment he would give that wayward pancake, but someone seemed to have a different idea. Unfortunately, it was one that involved some kind of weird capsules and an annoyingly potent sleeping gas. A soft clank made its way to Rad?s ears before he completely lost consciousness. A dreamless sleep was more than ready for the warrior. Well, not dreamless, per se, but Rad didn?t have any other dreams of his own. Other thoughts, other consciousnesses drifted through the warrior?s mind: a side effect of his attempt to work out the kinks of his telepathy. He could feel new thoughts appear, most of them confused, then stop, while others were simply rambling on, probably caught in the same sort of unwanted slumber as Rad found himself in. Eventually he would be awakened and have time to sift through those thoughts and feelings, but that wouldn?t be for quite some time.
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Through means Rad didn?t remember ? probably an after effect of the sleeping gas ? the saiya-jin found himself walking around some weird cabin and in possession of a brand new collar. Why did freaky kidnappers always have to go with collars? It got kind of annoying after a while. What about a belt, or an anklet, or possibly a tasteful set of bracelets? A little bit of creativity wasn?t really too much to ask. Since the method of restraint was so painfully clich? and over-done, Rad assumed that it would either make him ridiculously weak, or could be triggered to kill him instantly. A quick test of his power made him suspect that it was some kind of mind-boggelingly complex device that could instantly and effective make him one of the living-impared. Oh the woes of being an insanely strong, ridiculously handsome, all-powerful Super Saiyan. The extra titles made Rad feel better about the collar.
Without much fanfare, some guy instructed a bunch of people to come outside. Rad had noticed a bunch of power levels, some familiar some not, but hadn?t really given it much thought. Only one or two of them posed any sort of real threat to the majesty that was Raditzu, while the rest weren?t quite worthy of his notice. One person he failed to notice, through no fault of his own, was Android 18. Raditzu continued to hope that she had been kidnapped and chained up? kind of. He would simply have to look for her the old-fashioned way at some point. In the meantime, ?some guy? was talking. With a yawn, Rad gave ?some guy? his mostly undivided attention. He had probably introduced himself, but the saiyan wasn?t paying much attention. Whatever planet they were on wasn?t a huge one. Power levels sprinkled its surface, both strong and weak. The warrior?s had gathered outside, most of them behind the saiya-jin. Rad had been outside when Stumpy (?some guy?s? two metallic legs had given Rad the brilliant idea for a nickname) had gathered everyone, so he had snagged himself a front row seat.
??of the hit television series. Friend or Foe II." Stumpy seemed quite impressed with himself.
?Eh? Never heard of it? Raditzu wasn?t.
"No," Brim answered. "You wouldn't have. It's a secret?? Was all Rad caught before his mind wandered off again.
How could a secret be a hit television series? Didn?t people have to actually watch it for it to be a hit? Did that mean people were going to be watching this ?episode?? Was Rad going to be on TV? That would be a change. Though the warrior possessed earth-shattering power, not too many people were overly aware of how dashing, debonair, striking, sensual, daring, brave, bold, ruggedly handsome, and flat-out XTREME the saiyan actually was. This would be a perfect opportunity for Rad to get some serious publicity. Perhaps Stumpy was unwittingly doing Raditzu a favor. Then again, maybe Rad would be doing him the favor. What better way to pick up the floundering ratings of this ?secret? show than to have someone as amazing as Raditzu in the cast? It really was a genius move on Stumpy?s part. Bra?s voice cut through Rad?s thought?s just as he was working through the various commercial opportunities he was sure to be presented with.
"Fine." Oh great, Rad had missed the question. "Your groups will all have a similar goal. Find a particular clue that will aid you in finding out what brought out the problems of the Kala Civil War, and unlocking the many mysteries of this asteroid."
So they were looking for clues to help them on some evil History test? And this was supposed to be a hit show?
"How will we know the clues when we see it?" An absent minded question brought on by the saiyan?s rather absent mind.
"Just trust me," he told him. "You will."
Glowing neon signs were probably a bit too much to ask for, but Stumpy seemed confident that they?d figure it out. As Stumpy, Stumpy Jr., and required sex-appeal left the scene, Rad took a second to try reading their ki. Jr. was the first one that caught his attention and was quickly filed away under ?potential threat,? while Stumpy and the sex kitten were rather disappointing. She gave off no more ki than your average human, while He was nothing worth mention? though the scars he bore made the long-haired warrior a bit suspicious. Rad would have a moment to scan the woman a couple more times, but he was interrupted by the bounding leap of one excited androidess. The saiyan could recall many attempts on his life that had been less effective than 18?s over zealous lunge. Reacting quickly, Raditzu had been able to throwing his weight against 18 and brace his feet. He managed to stay standing upright, but was staggered nonetheless.
?Good to see you too, babe.?
18 obviously needed some comforting, and Rad was happy to oblige. This would also be a good opportunity to scout out some of the competition. First and foremost were Vegeta, Koola and Furiza. Rad had gotten in their way more often than he cared to count. It was likely that they were itching to do the same. Next on the list was probably?Reijin, the kid struck Rad as the crafty kind one shouldn?t turn one?s back on. A close fourth to Reijin was Cell. Though not really a ?threat? Rad didn?t like the idea of the bio-android trying to suck up his girlfriend for a second time. Luckily, the list of possible allies was a lot longer: Goku, Gohan, Bardock, Trunks, Kami, Burter, Bra, Uub, and Burter Jr. could probably all be persuaded to help the saiyan if he really asked for it. The rest of the characters present were generally not worth a second thought. With that quick mental inventory taken care of, Rad looked down at 18, who was still nestled tightly against him, and gently ran a hand through her hair. Rad looked to a staff member as names were announced and maps were given out. A smile crossed the saiyan?s face when he heard that he and 18 were assigned to the same group, but was quickly turned upside down when he saw the staffer give their map to non other than the speckled green bio-android.
?Come on, babe,? Rad pried 18 off of him and motioned for her to follow, ?we gotta game show to win.?
Cell was studying the map, no doubt pleased to one extent or another, that he had been given the responsibility of holding it. Sadly, that responsibility was cut pretty short. The map vanished from his hands before he realized it. He looked up to see Rad eagerly engaged in whatever secrets the map held. Some instructions along with a group list and number had been included with the map, but Rad didn?t care. If people from this group came along to help him, all the better; if they didn?t, he wouldn?t be losing sleep over it. This was perfect. Their clue was supposed to be hidden in some military base. Hopefully there would actually be some military and hopefully they would try and get in the saiyan?s way. Eviscerating an entire army would be the perfect way to score some big PR points and get things moving his favor. That?s when Stumpy?s words about ruins and equally boring things popped into his head. With his luck, it would just be some run-down old stones not worth a second thought.
Rad?s map-questing was interrupted by the departure of two significant ki signatures. Kami and Goku were already one the move. Just great, now he was already running behind the pack and that just wouldn?t do. Luckily enough, their power levels were easy to track. He would be able to follow them to their clue without actually having to follow them. This was going to be way to easy. Rad only hoped that Stumpy had some other games in store for the warriors. Something that would show off the saiya-jin?s best assets while also being a sure victory. Like a hair contest. There was no way he could lose one of those.
?Ok, time to get down to business.? Rad shot a reassuring grin to 18, then looked towards the general group of fighters. ?Alright, Group?uh?? Rad had to consult the map for the group number that he was actually a part of. ?2! Group 2 listen up! I got the map.? Rad had to jerk away from Cell?s hand as the android attempted to reclaim the map. ?Anyone who thinks they can keep up can follow.? Taking a running start, Rad left the soil in ruins as he burst into the air at top speed, his destination, the military base. This would be a piece of cake.
In the back of his mind, Rad swore that Cell was one of the luckiest beings he had ever met. One second he had been ready to pound the bio-android?s face in, and the next he was strapped up in chains. Not that he was overly opposed to chains -- he liked to think he was open-minded about such things -- but coming straight from a tournament, he wasn?t really in the mood. In the front of his mind, Rad was wondering where exactly he had landed himself. Several scenarios played through the warrior?s head. It was possible that his teleportation had gone on the fritz ? wouldn?t be the first time ? but landing perfectly into a set of restraints was a little too coincidental for Rad?s taste. Second choice had to do with the tournament being rigging. Possible, considering who the fiesta was in honor to, but Raditzu was fairly certain he would have noticed something off-kilter. The third option had to do with someone out to get the saiyan. Sadly, this one stood out like a pancake in a Waffle House.
Most likely, Raditzu would have gone on to extrapolate, in his own mind, about just what kind of treatment he would give that wayward pancake, but someone seemed to have a different idea. Unfortunately, it was one that involved some kind of weird capsules and an annoyingly potent sleeping gas. A soft clank made its way to Rad?s ears before he completely lost consciousness. A dreamless sleep was more than ready for the warrior. Well, not dreamless, per se, but Rad didn?t have any other dreams of his own. Other thoughts, other consciousnesses drifted through the warrior?s mind: a side effect of his attempt to work out the kinks of his telepathy. He could feel new thoughts appear, most of them confused, then stop, while others were simply rambling on, probably caught in the same sort of unwanted slumber as Rad found himself in. Eventually he would be awakened and have time to sift through those thoughts and feelings, but that wouldn?t be for quite some time.
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Through means Rad didn?t remember ? probably an after effect of the sleeping gas ? the saiya-jin found himself walking around some weird cabin and in possession of a brand new collar. Why did freaky kidnappers always have to go with collars? It got kind of annoying after a while. What about a belt, or an anklet, or possibly a tasteful set of bracelets? A little bit of creativity wasn?t really too much to ask. Since the method of restraint was so painfully clich? and over-done, Rad assumed that it would either make him ridiculously weak, or could be triggered to kill him instantly. A quick test of his power made him suspect that it was some kind of mind-boggelingly complex device that could instantly and effective make him one of the living-impared. Oh the woes of being an insanely strong, ridiculously handsome, all-powerful Super Saiyan. The extra titles made Rad feel better about the collar.
Without much fanfare, some guy instructed a bunch of people to come outside. Rad had noticed a bunch of power levels, some familiar some not, but hadn?t really given it much thought. Only one or two of them posed any sort of real threat to the majesty that was Raditzu, while the rest weren?t quite worthy of his notice. One person he failed to notice, through no fault of his own, was Android 18. Raditzu continued to hope that she had been kidnapped and chained up? kind of. He would simply have to look for her the old-fashioned way at some point. In the meantime, ?some guy? was talking. With a yawn, Rad gave ?some guy? his mostly undivided attention. He had probably introduced himself, but the saiyan wasn?t paying much attention. Whatever planet they were on wasn?t a huge one. Power levels sprinkled its surface, both strong and weak. The warrior?s had gathered outside, most of them behind the saiya-jin. Rad had been outside when Stumpy (?some guy?s? two metallic legs had given Rad the brilliant idea for a nickname) had gathered everyone, so he had snagged himself a front row seat.
??of the hit television series. Friend or Foe II." Stumpy seemed quite impressed with himself.
?Eh? Never heard of it? Raditzu wasn?t.
"No," Brim answered. "You wouldn't have. It's a secret?? Was all Rad caught before his mind wandered off again.
How could a secret be a hit television series? Didn?t people have to actually watch it for it to be a hit? Did that mean people were going to be watching this ?episode?? Was Rad going to be on TV? That would be a change. Though the warrior possessed earth-shattering power, not too many people were overly aware of how dashing, debonair, striking, sensual, daring, brave, bold, ruggedly handsome, and flat-out XTREME the saiyan actually was. This would be a perfect opportunity for Rad to get some serious publicity. Perhaps Stumpy was unwittingly doing Raditzu a favor. Then again, maybe Rad would be doing him the favor. What better way to pick up the floundering ratings of this ?secret? show than to have someone as amazing as Raditzu in the cast? It really was a genius move on Stumpy?s part. Bra?s voice cut through Rad?s thought?s just as he was working through the various commercial opportunities he was sure to be presented with.
"Fine." Oh great, Rad had missed the question. "Your groups will all have a similar goal. Find a particular clue that will aid you in finding out what brought out the problems of the Kala Civil War, and unlocking the many mysteries of this asteroid."
So they were looking for clues to help them on some evil History test? And this was supposed to be a hit show?
"How will we know the clues when we see it?" An absent minded question brought on by the saiyan?s rather absent mind.
"Just trust me," he told him. "You will."
Glowing neon signs were probably a bit too much to ask for, but Stumpy seemed confident that they?d figure it out. As Stumpy, Stumpy Jr., and required sex-appeal left the scene, Rad took a second to try reading their ki. Jr. was the first one that caught his attention and was quickly filed away under ?potential threat,? while Stumpy and the sex kitten were rather disappointing. She gave off no more ki than your average human, while He was nothing worth mention? though the scars he bore made the long-haired warrior a bit suspicious. Rad would have a moment to scan the woman a couple more times, but he was interrupted by the bounding leap of one excited androidess. The saiyan could recall many attempts on his life that had been less effective than 18?s over zealous lunge. Reacting quickly, Raditzu had been able to throwing his weight against 18 and brace his feet. He managed to stay standing upright, but was staggered nonetheless.
?Good to see you too, babe.?
18 obviously needed some comforting, and Rad was happy to oblige. This would also be a good opportunity to scout out some of the competition. First and foremost were Vegeta, Koola and Furiza. Rad had gotten in their way more often than he cared to count. It was likely that they were itching to do the same. Next on the list was probably?Reijin, the kid struck Rad as the crafty kind one shouldn?t turn one?s back on. A close fourth to Reijin was Cell. Though not really a ?threat? Rad didn?t like the idea of the bio-android trying to suck up his girlfriend for a second time. Luckily, the list of possible allies was a lot longer: Goku, Gohan, Bardock, Trunks, Kami, Burter, Bra, Uub, and Burter Jr. could probably all be persuaded to help the saiyan if he really asked for it. The rest of the characters present were generally not worth a second thought. With that quick mental inventory taken care of, Rad looked down at 18, who was still nestled tightly against him, and gently ran a hand through her hair. Rad looked to a staff member as names were announced and maps were given out. A smile crossed the saiyan?s face when he heard that he and 18 were assigned to the same group, but was quickly turned upside down when he saw the staffer give their map to non other than the speckled green bio-android.
?Come on, babe,? Rad pried 18 off of him and motioned for her to follow, ?we gotta game show to win.?
Cell was studying the map, no doubt pleased to one extent or another, that he had been given the responsibility of holding it. Sadly, that responsibility was cut pretty short. The map vanished from his hands before he realized it. He looked up to see Rad eagerly engaged in whatever secrets the map held. Some instructions along with a group list and number had been included with the map, but Rad didn?t care. If people from this group came along to help him, all the better; if they didn?t, he wouldn?t be losing sleep over it. This was perfect. Their clue was supposed to be hidden in some military base. Hopefully there would actually be some military and hopefully they would try and get in the saiyan?s way. Eviscerating an entire army would be the perfect way to score some big PR points and get things moving his favor. That?s when Stumpy?s words about ruins and equally boring things popped into his head. With his luck, it would just be some run-down old stones not worth a second thought.
Rad?s map-questing was interrupted by the departure of two significant ki signatures. Kami and Goku were already one the move. Just great, now he was already running behind the pack and that just wouldn?t do. Luckily enough, their power levels were easy to track. He would be able to follow them to their clue without actually having to follow them. This was going to be way to easy. Rad only hoped that Stumpy had some other games in store for the warriors. Something that would show off the saiya-jin?s best assets while also being a sure victory. Like a hair contest. There was no way he could lose one of those.
?Ok, time to get down to business.? Rad shot a reassuring grin to 18, then looked towards the general group of fighters. ?Alright, Group?uh?? Rad had to consult the map for the group number that he was actually a part of. ?2! Group 2 listen up! I got the map.? Rad had to jerk away from Cell?s hand as the android attempted to reclaim the map. ?Anyone who thinks they can keep up can follow.? Taking a running start, Rad left the soil in ruins as he burst into the air at top speed, his destination, the military base. This would be a piece of cake.
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