11-04-2005, 04:50 PM
Android Seventeen picked his head of his shoulder and turned it to see Piccolo looking down on him. One of the Namekian?s green hands was clasped around the android?s wrist, preventing him from continuing his plan. Piccolo just shook his head in detest of his partner?s scheme. The namekian was worried for the mental state of his partner, but Seventeen was far from pity?especially from the single soul for which he understood the most. The machine-hybrid just lowered his hand to his lap and created a small ki saber. The duo was beyond words now, they could tell by each other?s mannerisms what was going on. Swiping the blade across his right forearm did create new wounds and more points for blood to escape, but the fresh wounds allowed for some of the stress and anxiety building up in the android to escape. It wasn?t a healthy habit for the android to pick up, but the last thing Seventeen cared about right now was his body. Dying mentally was a far worse feeling to suffer.
It became frighteningly clear that the strain of this television show was too much for the machine-hybrid to take. Thoughts that Piccolo shouldn?t have taken 17 into the Room of Spirit and Time began to pound away at his mind, blame, that?s all this was. It wasn?t going to do either the Namekian or Android any good, but the guilt was overwhelming. That training alone caused the Namekian/android duo to kill off their own ally Piccolo Diamoun, who was apparently haunting Android 17's mind.
The Jade warrior watched as 17 sliced his arm open, spilling new blood. A feeling almost of relief and regret hit the Namekian at the same time, causing him to look away from his partner. The room was fuller than the Namekian had originally thought. Tapping a few buttons here and there, Piccolo?s scouter told him that there were only 20 people here, a total loss of 12 was what the Namekian thought, some in the crowd that he recognized Android 18 and Bido. At a second glance however, Piccolos eye caught Raditzu. Leaving his partner to delve deeper and deeper into his own madness, the Super Namekian started walking towards Raditzu.
Everyone seemed to be talking to someone else about the events that had been transpiring and Piccolo?s great ears caught little details here and their, ?Burter was kill, Goku, dead, Furiza was the first to go?. It was nuts. People he thought were going to be a force seemed to be dying off left and right, leaving quite a few ?underdogs? such as himself and Android 17. Thinking of his partner, Piccolo turned one last time to glance back towards the machine-hybrid, however as he did, the jade warrior tripped over someone in his path and they both stumbled to the ground.
Then it began to happen, again. Thoughts of the RoSaT, thoughts of the CIA, thoughts of PD and the guilt over 17 broke thought Piccolo?s conscious once again. As if he didn?t feel bad enough, now he looks like a fool tripping over everyone and everything. This stupid game had already ran thin on the Namekian?s nerves, but now, it was over. Lifting himself to his feet, Piccolo looked into the face that seriously resembled Android 17, this kind of took the Namekian back just a bit, however the anger was too deep. Swinging a fist as hard as he could, the punch landed harshly against Hellfighter 17's face, sending him crashing into another group of people. Stepping forward, the Namekian?s aura exploded around him, unleashing a black and grey light that licked out all directions around his jade body. Little sparks of lightning danced freely around the flame looking energy. A small trail of dark smoke laid in the Namekian wake was he made his way towards the Android. The machine-hybrid, who bore a deep similarity to Piccolo?s partner was confused by the Namekian?s sudden attack, but being a game, Hellfighter was not going down without a fight.
Charging up to dark ki balls, one in each hand, Piccolo prepared to charge the android, however, he wasn?t given the chance, Hellfighter had already devised a plan and it was already coming to fruitation. Running at the Namekian and kicking between his legs, just lower than the groin, Hellfighter landed a massive blow to a pressure point that would have easily taken down anyone else, but not Piccolo whilst he was in Super Namekian form. After realizing that he just blew his plan of attack, Hellfighter looked up and watched as the Jade warrior brought a fierce elbow down to the top of the machine-hybrids head, doing little damage, but jarring him just enough to leave him open to attack. Slapping the two ki balls in the Androids face, Piccolo sent Hellfighter 17 on a joy ride, which ended with a crash against an unforgiving wall.
Falling from the wall and landing on one hand and one knee, Hellfighter 17 rushed back towards Piccolo, this time he slid across the ground and at the last second, dug his foot into the ground, sending him flipping over the Namekian?s head. Caught completely off guard by this, the Super warrior was left wide open to attack, which Hellfighter easily capitalized on.
The entire time, everyone in the prison had stopped to watch the fight transpire. A few people continued to talk, but many more just seemed interested in watching a fight. It must have been refreshing to watch the fight versus being in one. Ratings no doubt would double from this fight, and everyone had no doubt that Brim was watching everything transpire. Many people were cheering the Namekian and machine-hybrid on, however, Piccolo had it completely tuned out. He cared little for the thoughts or feelings of the fight, only his own crazed ambitions mattered now. He would allow no one, regardless of who the were, stand in his way. The guilt over Piccolo Diamoun, Android 17, and everyone on Earth that was being killed ran thickly through his darkening mind.
Turning his attention back to the fight, Piccolo hadn?t even realized that his lip was now bleeding and he had been smashed against a wall. Hellfighter was still going to town on the Namekian punching and kicking him as hard as he could, but Piccolo felt nothing. He no longer felt pain, only hatred. Thrusting his open palm into the machine?s chest, Hellfighter found himself soaring through the air once again. Finally landing on his feet, the machine-hybrid knew that it?d take more than his current energy to stand a chance against the Super Charged Namekian.
OOC: Hellfighter 17 and I are fighting.
Post Number: 1
It became frighteningly clear that the strain of this television show was too much for the machine-hybrid to take. Thoughts that Piccolo shouldn?t have taken 17 into the Room of Spirit and Time began to pound away at his mind, blame, that?s all this was. It wasn?t going to do either the Namekian or Android any good, but the guilt was overwhelming. That training alone caused the Namekian/android duo to kill off their own ally Piccolo Diamoun, who was apparently haunting Android 17's mind.
The Jade warrior watched as 17 sliced his arm open, spilling new blood. A feeling almost of relief and regret hit the Namekian at the same time, causing him to look away from his partner. The room was fuller than the Namekian had originally thought. Tapping a few buttons here and there, Piccolo?s scouter told him that there were only 20 people here, a total loss of 12 was what the Namekian thought, some in the crowd that he recognized Android 18 and Bido. At a second glance however, Piccolos eye caught Raditzu. Leaving his partner to delve deeper and deeper into his own madness, the Super Namekian started walking towards Raditzu.
Everyone seemed to be talking to someone else about the events that had been transpiring and Piccolo?s great ears caught little details here and their, ?Burter was kill, Goku, dead, Furiza was the first to go?. It was nuts. People he thought were going to be a force seemed to be dying off left and right, leaving quite a few ?underdogs? such as himself and Android 17. Thinking of his partner, Piccolo turned one last time to glance back towards the machine-hybrid, however as he did, the jade warrior tripped over someone in his path and they both stumbled to the ground.
Then it began to happen, again. Thoughts of the RoSaT, thoughts of the CIA, thoughts of PD and the guilt over 17 broke thought Piccolo?s conscious once again. As if he didn?t feel bad enough, now he looks like a fool tripping over everyone and everything. This stupid game had already ran thin on the Namekian?s nerves, but now, it was over. Lifting himself to his feet, Piccolo looked into the face that seriously resembled Android 17, this kind of took the Namekian back just a bit, however the anger was too deep. Swinging a fist as hard as he could, the punch landed harshly against Hellfighter 17's face, sending him crashing into another group of people. Stepping forward, the Namekian?s aura exploded around him, unleashing a black and grey light that licked out all directions around his jade body. Little sparks of lightning danced freely around the flame looking energy. A small trail of dark smoke laid in the Namekian wake was he made his way towards the Android. The machine-hybrid, who bore a deep similarity to Piccolo?s partner was confused by the Namekian?s sudden attack, but being a game, Hellfighter was not going down without a fight.
Charging up to dark ki balls, one in each hand, Piccolo prepared to charge the android, however, he wasn?t given the chance, Hellfighter had already devised a plan and it was already coming to fruitation. Running at the Namekian and kicking between his legs, just lower than the groin, Hellfighter landed a massive blow to a pressure point that would have easily taken down anyone else, but not Piccolo whilst he was in Super Namekian form. After realizing that he just blew his plan of attack, Hellfighter looked up and watched as the Jade warrior brought a fierce elbow down to the top of the machine-hybrids head, doing little damage, but jarring him just enough to leave him open to attack. Slapping the two ki balls in the Androids face, Piccolo sent Hellfighter 17 on a joy ride, which ended with a crash against an unforgiving wall.
Falling from the wall and landing on one hand and one knee, Hellfighter 17 rushed back towards Piccolo, this time he slid across the ground and at the last second, dug his foot into the ground, sending him flipping over the Namekian?s head. Caught completely off guard by this, the Super warrior was left wide open to attack, which Hellfighter easily capitalized on.
The entire time, everyone in the prison had stopped to watch the fight transpire. A few people continued to talk, but many more just seemed interested in watching a fight. It must have been refreshing to watch the fight versus being in one. Ratings no doubt would double from this fight, and everyone had no doubt that Brim was watching everything transpire. Many people were cheering the Namekian and machine-hybrid on, however, Piccolo had it completely tuned out. He cared little for the thoughts or feelings of the fight, only his own crazed ambitions mattered now. He would allow no one, regardless of who the were, stand in his way. The guilt over Piccolo Diamoun, Android 17, and everyone on Earth that was being killed ran thickly through his darkening mind.
Turning his attention back to the fight, Piccolo hadn?t even realized that his lip was now bleeding and he had been smashed against a wall. Hellfighter was still going to town on the Namekian punching and kicking him as hard as he could, but Piccolo felt nothing. He no longer felt pain, only hatred. Thrusting his open palm into the machine?s chest, Hellfighter found himself soaring through the air once again. Finally landing on his feet, the machine-hybrid knew that it?d take more than his current energy to stand a chance against the Super Charged Namekian.
OOC: Hellfighter 17 and I are fighting.
Post Number: 1