11-05-2005, 06:00 AM
"No, it isn't a lie. He is dead," he said very seriously. He was shaking and Yajirobe could see that it was troubling him. The human tried not to believe him, but it was tough when he saw how he looked. He couldn't bear it. Was it really true?
?I couldn?t?we couldn?t,? Seventeen stressed morosely, tossing his small ki saber aside. The blade fizzled into nothingness, and the android raised his head to look up at the frustrated human. Yajirobe struggled to contain the rage that was visibly fighting to consume him. The human brushed the hair from his face and tried to compose himself.
?Why?? the samurai asked calmly, but it was a question for which the android had no answer whatsoever. Android Seventeen soon found his eyes wandering to the other side of the room where his tired eyes once again lied to him. There was no natural way that Piccolo could be fighting Seventeen, but the warrior was identical to Android Seventeen in every appearance.
?I have no reasoning, it was a spur of the moment thing,? the machine-hybrid finally said, much the human?s chagrin. Yajirobe took a step forward, menacing the placid android, but the samurai was still trying to contain his feelings. As Android Seventeen?s awareness of the situation began to once again drift in and out, a change of scenery occurred to the prison. Now, the wall he was huddled in was composed of the same laser bars as the door had once been. The cybernetic warrior turned his head and spotted his friend Piccolo among the four competitors that were in the sandy battlefield. Seventeen noticed his clone and realized maybe the fighter was real?not just some figment of a broken mind. The long-haired saiyan was among the four, but the other monkey-hybrid?s name was a complete mystery.
Seventeen saw the fist flying at his face but failed to react in time. Cold metal tore into the android?s cheek, and fresh blood was released into the atmosphere. Hitting the cold stone with a sold thud, the android laid on the ground for a few more moments until a solid kick tossed him against the bars. The burning sensation that followed was more then enough to jumpstart the machine-hybrid. Seventeen?s tired eyes shot open, and the android pushed off the ground. The cybernetic warrior wiped the dirt and grim off the tattered remains of his white t-shirt and prepared for the samurai?s next move. Seventeen flexed his metal fingers?a strange habit he had picked up recently. Flexing his fingers was the only reminder that his synthetic forearm was still functioning correctly. Yajirobe?s clothes were just as tattered as his opponents, but it was the samurai?s metal arm that surprised the android. Although Android Seventeen had sparred with the short human previous to Friend or Foe, but he had forgotten the warrior?s completely synthetic arm. Yajirobe?s replacement seemed more archaic then the androids, his looked more like a cheap plastic arm painted gray.
?Looks like we have more in common that you think,? Seventeen said through a smirk. The machine-hybrid?s bland humor was slowly making its return as the desire to quench his growing anger started to consume him. The samurai just spit on the ground, his eyes had changed colors?they were now giving off a slight tint of red. Removing his obnoxiously colored wristbands, the short human cracked his knuckles and quickly burst into a run. Android Seventeen leaped into the air, avoiding the earthling?s boot and landing behind his target. Yajirobe quickly turned around and unleashed a brilliant blast of energy. The machine-hybrid was staggered by the attack, but it was the kick to the gut that instantly followed that sent the android tumbling on the ground. Seventeen managed to stop after a few yards and flip back into a standing position, but the damage had already been dealt.
Seventeen spit some blood on the floor and flexed his metal digits again. Yajirobe was fuming now, his eyes consumed in flames of rage and determination, but he was not fighting any normal warrior. The machine-hybrid would be the biggest threat to the samurai?s status in this game, but the earthling was never one to step down from a challenge. Android Seventeen smiled, his teeth stained red with his own blood, but even the very unnecessary display did no shake Yajirobe?s resolve. Ripping off the blood and sweat soaked vestiges of his t-shirt, the android?s right eye started to twitch.
His human opponent was starting to wonder what had happened to the once-valiant android in the short time they had been separated. Yajirobe readied himself for his adversaries? next attack, still wondering what Seventeen had gone through during his tenure in Brim?s game. The samurai felt the power channeling to his palms for his next attack. As he raised his hands above his head to amplify the power, Yajirobe watched his immobile opponent. Android Seventeen was just waiting for the human?s next offensive, and this samurai was not one to disappoint.
?Massenko?HA!? the short warrior threw his hands forward, and the energy around his hands escaped in a massive beam. The machine-hybrid snickered under his breath and prepared to counterattack, but then everything quickly changed. Seventeen disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the samurai?s wave of ki sizzled into nothingness against the laser bars that composed the walls of the room. Yajirobe?s mouth dropped open in bewilderment, but then he suddenly disappeared. All the other Friend or Foe participants left in the prison chamber were not quite as surprised as the earthling had been. The fifteen warriors quietly watched two more fighters appear in the battle dome?the disturbed Android Seventeen and the valiant samurai Yajirobe.
Seventeen had no idea how much time had passed since the dome had first appeared, but it was apparent that none of the other fighters had done anything. The android was not one to wait, and he soon realized his opponent shared the same belief. The short human darted forward, his speed on the same level as his cybernetic opponent. In a flurry of fists and feet, it became apparent that neither of the warriors had a large advantage over the other until Seventeen demonstrated his slightly superior physical prowess. Each successful strike from the android would stagger the samurai, and before long Yajirobe realized he was unable to keep up with the machine-hybrid. Realizing he could not match the android in direct melee, the earthling flipped away from his opponent, landing on the sandy surface and kicking away. A puff of sand was kicked up into the air as Yajirobe quickly closed the distance between Seventeen and him. The samurai felt the ki focusing into his open palm, but the cybernetic warrior was no fool.
Yajirobe, yards before his opponent, discharged the small blast of energy. Android Seventeen batted the frail attempt away and realized he was completely defenseless just in time to throw his hands up in protest. A second was nowhere near enough time for the machine-hybrid to prepare for the high-speed punch. The samurai?s strike pierced the crossed arms of the android and continued straight through to Seventeen?s face. The android landed on his back a few feet back and was greeted by the unforgiving sand. Yajirobe pounced again, his nature not permitting him to cease the combat for even a single beat. The earthling?s boots came down on the android?s sternum, the sound of bones bending and splitting underneath the impact.
Screaming in rage and agony, Seventeen?s metal hand shot up, clasping around his attacker?s ankle. Yajirobe tried to leap away but was soon slammed to the sandy floor of the arena. The human twitched in pain for a few moments before a new rush of adrenaline stirred him from his temporary daze. Hurling his hands up in defiance, the samurai unloaded another small blast of ki up at his opponent. Android Seventeen cringed as he felt the flesh on his face start to sizzle and burn away. The burning sensation subsided as rage and fury overtook the machine-hybrid. Although his opponent had yet to stand, the android descended upon his grounded target. Yajirobe threw his hands up for protection against the onslaught that followed, but the enrage Seventeen just swatted the weak defenses away and started pummeling the human?s face. The samurai kept trying to escape, but as he tried to escape, he felt his opponent?s attacks become more and more feverish.
With one final cry, Yajirobe threw his palms forward and fired the blue wave of ki at his infuriated adversary. The potent attack threw the cybernetic warrior into the air, robbing him of the majority of his consciousness. As the ground drew closer, the howling of the air that passed him by stirred Seventeen to attention. Hitting hardened sand was almost as painful as dirt, but by now both Android Seventeen and Yajirobe were feeding of the adrenaline that was coursing through their veins. The samurai dove forward in an attempt to pounce his fallen foe, but the machine-hybrid pushed off the ground. Rolling sideways, the cybernetic warrior collected himself and regained his vertical position. Yajirobe spit out some sand that had been thrown in his mouth from his impact with the ground and turned to glare at his opponent. Seventeen?s hands were crackling with an abundance of golden energy by the time the samurai was ready to attack. Even as Yajirobe was sprinting at him, eyes wild, the android drew his hands together and unleashed the giant ki wave. Unable to dodge the sheer size of the wave, the human threw his hands up and endured the final flash in all its fury.
Android Seventeen grinned through the dust and sand thrown into the air to see a gasping Yajirobe. Near the other end of the dome, the four fighters appeared to have started their fight, but the machine-hybrid found it impossible to tell who was aligned with whom. Even so, their ordeals were of no concern to Seventeen. Getting some kind of thrill out of fighting the samurai was all that the cybernetic warrior really cared about. Yajirobe seemed to be against taking breaks to think and access the situation because as soon as he could clearly see his foe, the human attacked.
Obviously drained from having to endure the strength of Seventeen?s attack, Yajirobe walked forward with diminished stamina, but the drive was still there. As fatigued as the two had already become, neither of them was willing to stop until there was only one.
OOC: Post 2
?I couldn?t?we couldn?t,? Seventeen stressed morosely, tossing his small ki saber aside. The blade fizzled into nothingness, and the android raised his head to look up at the frustrated human. Yajirobe struggled to contain the rage that was visibly fighting to consume him. The human brushed the hair from his face and tried to compose himself.
?Why?? the samurai asked calmly, but it was a question for which the android had no answer whatsoever. Android Seventeen soon found his eyes wandering to the other side of the room where his tired eyes once again lied to him. There was no natural way that Piccolo could be fighting Seventeen, but the warrior was identical to Android Seventeen in every appearance.
?I have no reasoning, it was a spur of the moment thing,? the machine-hybrid finally said, much the human?s chagrin. Yajirobe took a step forward, menacing the placid android, but the samurai was still trying to contain his feelings. As Android Seventeen?s awareness of the situation began to once again drift in and out, a change of scenery occurred to the prison. Now, the wall he was huddled in was composed of the same laser bars as the door had once been. The cybernetic warrior turned his head and spotted his friend Piccolo among the four competitors that were in the sandy battlefield. Seventeen noticed his clone and realized maybe the fighter was real?not just some figment of a broken mind. The long-haired saiyan was among the four, but the other monkey-hybrid?s name was a complete mystery.
Seventeen saw the fist flying at his face but failed to react in time. Cold metal tore into the android?s cheek, and fresh blood was released into the atmosphere. Hitting the cold stone with a sold thud, the android laid on the ground for a few more moments until a solid kick tossed him against the bars. The burning sensation that followed was more then enough to jumpstart the machine-hybrid. Seventeen?s tired eyes shot open, and the android pushed off the ground. The cybernetic warrior wiped the dirt and grim off the tattered remains of his white t-shirt and prepared for the samurai?s next move. Seventeen flexed his metal fingers?a strange habit he had picked up recently. Flexing his fingers was the only reminder that his synthetic forearm was still functioning correctly. Yajirobe?s clothes were just as tattered as his opponents, but it was the samurai?s metal arm that surprised the android. Although Android Seventeen had sparred with the short human previous to Friend or Foe, but he had forgotten the warrior?s completely synthetic arm. Yajirobe?s replacement seemed more archaic then the androids, his looked more like a cheap plastic arm painted gray.
?Looks like we have more in common that you think,? Seventeen said through a smirk. The machine-hybrid?s bland humor was slowly making its return as the desire to quench his growing anger started to consume him. The samurai just spit on the ground, his eyes had changed colors?they were now giving off a slight tint of red. Removing his obnoxiously colored wristbands, the short human cracked his knuckles and quickly burst into a run. Android Seventeen leaped into the air, avoiding the earthling?s boot and landing behind his target. Yajirobe quickly turned around and unleashed a brilliant blast of energy. The machine-hybrid was staggered by the attack, but it was the kick to the gut that instantly followed that sent the android tumbling on the ground. Seventeen managed to stop after a few yards and flip back into a standing position, but the damage had already been dealt.
Seventeen spit some blood on the floor and flexed his metal digits again. Yajirobe was fuming now, his eyes consumed in flames of rage and determination, but he was not fighting any normal warrior. The machine-hybrid would be the biggest threat to the samurai?s status in this game, but the earthling was never one to step down from a challenge. Android Seventeen smiled, his teeth stained red with his own blood, but even the very unnecessary display did no shake Yajirobe?s resolve. Ripping off the blood and sweat soaked vestiges of his t-shirt, the android?s right eye started to twitch.
His human opponent was starting to wonder what had happened to the once-valiant android in the short time they had been separated. Yajirobe readied himself for his adversaries? next attack, still wondering what Seventeen had gone through during his tenure in Brim?s game. The samurai felt the power channeling to his palms for his next attack. As he raised his hands above his head to amplify the power, Yajirobe watched his immobile opponent. Android Seventeen was just waiting for the human?s next offensive, and this samurai was not one to disappoint.
?Massenko?HA!? the short warrior threw his hands forward, and the energy around his hands escaped in a massive beam. The machine-hybrid snickered under his breath and prepared to counterattack, but then everything quickly changed. Seventeen disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the samurai?s wave of ki sizzled into nothingness against the laser bars that composed the walls of the room. Yajirobe?s mouth dropped open in bewilderment, but then he suddenly disappeared. All the other Friend or Foe participants left in the prison chamber were not quite as surprised as the earthling had been. The fifteen warriors quietly watched two more fighters appear in the battle dome?the disturbed Android Seventeen and the valiant samurai Yajirobe.
Seventeen had no idea how much time had passed since the dome had first appeared, but it was apparent that none of the other fighters had done anything. The android was not one to wait, and he soon realized his opponent shared the same belief. The short human darted forward, his speed on the same level as his cybernetic opponent. In a flurry of fists and feet, it became apparent that neither of the warriors had a large advantage over the other until Seventeen demonstrated his slightly superior physical prowess. Each successful strike from the android would stagger the samurai, and before long Yajirobe realized he was unable to keep up with the machine-hybrid. Realizing he could not match the android in direct melee, the earthling flipped away from his opponent, landing on the sandy surface and kicking away. A puff of sand was kicked up into the air as Yajirobe quickly closed the distance between Seventeen and him. The samurai felt the ki focusing into his open palm, but the cybernetic warrior was no fool.
Yajirobe, yards before his opponent, discharged the small blast of energy. Android Seventeen batted the frail attempt away and realized he was completely defenseless just in time to throw his hands up in protest. A second was nowhere near enough time for the machine-hybrid to prepare for the high-speed punch. The samurai?s strike pierced the crossed arms of the android and continued straight through to Seventeen?s face. The android landed on his back a few feet back and was greeted by the unforgiving sand. Yajirobe pounced again, his nature not permitting him to cease the combat for even a single beat. The earthling?s boots came down on the android?s sternum, the sound of bones bending and splitting underneath the impact.
Screaming in rage and agony, Seventeen?s metal hand shot up, clasping around his attacker?s ankle. Yajirobe tried to leap away but was soon slammed to the sandy floor of the arena. The human twitched in pain for a few moments before a new rush of adrenaline stirred him from his temporary daze. Hurling his hands up in defiance, the samurai unloaded another small blast of ki up at his opponent. Android Seventeen cringed as he felt the flesh on his face start to sizzle and burn away. The burning sensation subsided as rage and fury overtook the machine-hybrid. Although his opponent had yet to stand, the android descended upon his grounded target. Yajirobe threw his hands up for protection against the onslaught that followed, but the enrage Seventeen just swatted the weak defenses away and started pummeling the human?s face. The samurai kept trying to escape, but as he tried to escape, he felt his opponent?s attacks become more and more feverish.
With one final cry, Yajirobe threw his palms forward and fired the blue wave of ki at his infuriated adversary. The potent attack threw the cybernetic warrior into the air, robbing him of the majority of his consciousness. As the ground drew closer, the howling of the air that passed him by stirred Seventeen to attention. Hitting hardened sand was almost as painful as dirt, but by now both Android Seventeen and Yajirobe were feeding of the adrenaline that was coursing through their veins. The samurai dove forward in an attempt to pounce his fallen foe, but the machine-hybrid pushed off the ground. Rolling sideways, the cybernetic warrior collected himself and regained his vertical position. Yajirobe spit out some sand that had been thrown in his mouth from his impact with the ground and turned to glare at his opponent. Seventeen?s hands were crackling with an abundance of golden energy by the time the samurai was ready to attack. Even as Yajirobe was sprinting at him, eyes wild, the android drew his hands together and unleashed the giant ki wave. Unable to dodge the sheer size of the wave, the human threw his hands up and endured the final flash in all its fury.
Android Seventeen grinned through the dust and sand thrown into the air to see a gasping Yajirobe. Near the other end of the dome, the four fighters appeared to have started their fight, but the machine-hybrid found it impossible to tell who was aligned with whom. Even so, their ordeals were of no concern to Seventeen. Getting some kind of thrill out of fighting the samurai was all that the cybernetic warrior really cared about. Yajirobe seemed to be against taking breaks to think and access the situation because as soon as he could clearly see his foe, the human attacked.
Obviously drained from having to endure the strength of Seventeen?s attack, Yajirobe walked forward with diminished stamina, but the drive was still there. As fatigued as the two had already become, neither of them was willing to stop until there was only one.
OOC: Post 2
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