10-25-2005, 10:15 PM
?This place is nothing more than a fucking dump? Vegeta cursed to himself as he entered the abandoned building. What was the reason for them being here? There was nothing in this God forsaken town. Nothing at all, nothing living or moving inhabited this place. ?This is bullshit.? Vegeta hated the fact of them being stuck here. He could be doing something more productive in the real world, outside of this damned asteroid. Searching for the dragonballs was definitely one of his main options. Their team already held onto most of them, and it wouldn?t be long after they escaped from this dream world, if it is a dream world, that they?d find the rest.
?So, what was it that you were all sent here for?? The human brought up the question as they all entered a room two stories up which held a steadfast view over the market place. The prince was looking down at a couch covered with a dusty old cloth and he quickly grabbed ahold of the corner. It made a whooshing sound as he ripped it off, tossing it abruptly to the side.
?We were sent to this damnable market to find a medal, but instead of finding it we were attacked by fucking ghouls, or zombies, what ever you want to call the things. And then you came along.? Vegeta sat down on the used leather, quite comfortable for a dead environment.
?We need to find out who lived in this place.? The human brought up as he turned to face the group of elite fighters. ?Were in a study, there has to be something here to guide us, to give us a hint.? Uub motioned to all the books and desks through out the room. ?They had to have been an important person to be able to live in such luxury.? Reijin made a comment of sorts as he stepped out from his corner. Vegeta grunted in response, slowly pushing himself up onto his feet again.
?Agreed. Let?s get to work.? The prince began to scan around the study room and then out the door which led into the hallway of many more doors. ?Metal Koola,? He began as he returned his focus on the group, ?check the back wall for anything suspicious.? His eyes shifted over to Olibu, ?you got the desks. Reijin, get the wall over there by the window, and Uub, take the book cases.? The prince patted himself down as to remove any dust particles he may had gotten on himself during his short break on the couch. ?As for me, I?ll check the remaining rooms in the house.? He turned and began to walk out the door, shutting it tight behind him.
?We?ll see just how rich this bitch was.? He grumbled under his breath as he started down the hallway. Taking into consideration how they were attacked earlier by dead bodies, his nerves began to act up, warning him that he shouldn?t go any farther, or at least not by himself. Vegeta quickly snickered though, realizing that he was the prince of Saiya-jins, and fear had no home within his heart. His hand grasped a hold of the doorknob which he came across, but it was locked. The sheer thought of what was so important to lock behind doors egged the prince on more and more. ?What could it be?? He sneered, a grin quickly appearing on his face. His steps took him back a few feet, far enough for him to extend his arm completely out towards the door.
?Don?t mind if I do.? A slight ball of ki began to form at the end of his open palm. It grew with a steady pace, but he made sure not to get carried away with the pleasure of finally blowing something down. In an instant, the small blast was released, and a loud popping noise echoed throughout the luxurious building. The door collapsed inward and shattered into pieces, giving way for a darkened room which appeared to have no windows at all. ?Odd.? He whispered to himself, taking a few steps into the room.
?So, what was it that you were all sent here for?? The human brought up the question as they all entered a room two stories up which held a steadfast view over the market place. The prince was looking down at a couch covered with a dusty old cloth and he quickly grabbed ahold of the corner. It made a whooshing sound as he ripped it off, tossing it abruptly to the side.
?We were sent to this damnable market to find a medal, but instead of finding it we were attacked by fucking ghouls, or zombies, what ever you want to call the things. And then you came along.? Vegeta sat down on the used leather, quite comfortable for a dead environment.
?We need to find out who lived in this place.? The human brought up as he turned to face the group of elite fighters. ?Were in a study, there has to be something here to guide us, to give us a hint.? Uub motioned to all the books and desks through out the room. ?They had to have been an important person to be able to live in such luxury.? Reijin made a comment of sorts as he stepped out from his corner. Vegeta grunted in response, slowly pushing himself up onto his feet again.
?Agreed. Let?s get to work.? The prince began to scan around the study room and then out the door which led into the hallway of many more doors. ?Metal Koola,? He began as he returned his focus on the group, ?check the back wall for anything suspicious.? His eyes shifted over to Olibu, ?you got the desks. Reijin, get the wall over there by the window, and Uub, take the book cases.? The prince patted himself down as to remove any dust particles he may had gotten on himself during his short break on the couch. ?As for me, I?ll check the remaining rooms in the house.? He turned and began to walk out the door, shutting it tight behind him.
?We?ll see just how rich this bitch was.? He grumbled under his breath as he started down the hallway. Taking into consideration how they were attacked earlier by dead bodies, his nerves began to act up, warning him that he shouldn?t go any farther, or at least not by himself. Vegeta quickly snickered though, realizing that he was the prince of Saiya-jins, and fear had no home within his heart. His hand grasped a hold of the doorknob which he came across, but it was locked. The sheer thought of what was so important to lock behind doors egged the prince on more and more. ?What could it be?? He sneered, a grin quickly appearing on his face. His steps took him back a few feet, far enough for him to extend his arm completely out towards the door.
?Don?t mind if I do.? A slight ball of ki began to form at the end of his open palm. It grew with a steady pace, but he made sure not to get carried away with the pleasure of finally blowing something down. In an instant, the small blast was released, and a loud popping noise echoed throughout the luxurious building. The door collapsed inward and shattered into pieces, giving way for a darkened room which appeared to have no windows at all. ?Odd.? He whispered to himself, taking a few steps into the room.
~Semper Fidelis~