11-12-2005, 06:40 AM
Zarbon was shocked by the amount of emotion that Bra had spilled out over her brother. The transformer didn?t have any family, but could understand. He looked back at Twenty as the thought overtook his mind. He understood perfectly what it meant. The mutant looked sorrowfully at the destruction the saiyan girl had caused. What she had done was for Trunks: it meant something. Their bond had been a strong one. Her pain was real, and she showed it by pumping out more hatred. It actually saddened Zarbon that he hadn?t done the same. He had just sat there and had done nothing: nothing at all. He hadn?t burst into a rage or anything; he had nothing on his mind other then sadness. Thought, no action. The transformer slowly paced down the hallway, ready to follow after Bra and help her on her rampage, to take his part in making Brim a bloody corpse, but right then, he heard someone speak.
?I?ll rip his head off.?
The words meet Zarbon?s ears immediately: it was the saiyan prince. Behind the transformer, Vegeta was on his feet in anger. The man was indeed ready to rip the host?s head off. The transformer looked over him sadly, eyeing every part of his tension. ?I think we can all agree on kicking Brim?s ass right now. He?s taken down Krillin and Twenty here, Bra?s brother-?
?He was my son. His name was Trunks. Brim will pay for the game he has been playing with us. No more lives will be taken.? Vegeta spoke solemnly. ?Let?s move.?
Soon, the two were jolting down the hallway, Vegeta ahead slightly do to their vast difference in speed. Zarbon was gazing at all the utter carnage Bra had released upon the place. Almost everything was thrashed about: demolished by the fury the saiyan girl unleashed upon seeing her brother dead. If she hadn?t done this already, the saiyan beside him likely would have.
The transformer, upon seeing him battle, thought him an overpowered musclehead, but his feelings surpassed his strength at this moment: it was apparent, and clearly their emotions were matched with Bra?s: they all wanted Brim dead. They had all lost someone in this tournament: someone important to them, more significant then their own lives. The contest needed to be stopped before Brim could take anymore people away from them for his stupid statistics.
Then again, Zarbon had no one else.
The transformer had lost all of his friends from the start of Friend or Foe, which put him in a different position then the others. He had nothing left, and the burden was on him to make revenge. Luckily, he did have some help. The mutant looked over to the saiyan flying ahead of him, and remembering his strength. Zarbon actually smirked. He had a slight chance of pulling it off and giving the host what he truly deserved.
In only a few seconds they made it to the first room. It was completely destroyed by Bra?s endless rage over her losses. ?And they say siblings have problems with each other?? The transformer tried to add humour to his mind with that thought. All around them, the place was ruined. Dust lingered in the air from things that were blown to atoms. Surprisingly, one or two things could be guessed at what they used to be. Blood was splattered across the floor from dead men. A very gruesome sight.
A hole was in the wall nearby, and it led to another room: an open air space or at least it was now. There were the remains of the walls all around them, though it only rose up to the height of their knees. In the distance, a streak of light lead to another place?somewhere out on the asteroid where Brim held this rotten competition, but at the rate Bra was going at, the whole planet was going to be destroyed in a matter of minutes, which included the host: likely that was all the saiyan girl cared about at that moment. Brim?s body below her feet.
?Something tells me Brim is that-a-way.? Zarbon nodded towards the stranger known as Vegeta. The prince merely gritted his teeth and burst off after his daughter. The transformer followed, figuring he would have more of a chance with him. The mutant struggled to keep up with his great speed, but to no avail. He got there much later then Vegeta did, and found himself at military base when he arrived. It seemed like the typical place to hide.
?The girl has sense even when she?s mad. Not like most women?? Zarbon said calmly and shot down to find the others.
OOC: Man, I'm having short RPs this week. Post 2. I'll end it with a big RP. Promise.
?I?ll rip his head off.?
The words meet Zarbon?s ears immediately: it was the saiyan prince. Behind the transformer, Vegeta was on his feet in anger. The man was indeed ready to rip the host?s head off. The transformer looked over him sadly, eyeing every part of his tension. ?I think we can all agree on kicking Brim?s ass right now. He?s taken down Krillin and Twenty here, Bra?s brother-?
?He was my son. His name was Trunks. Brim will pay for the game he has been playing with us. No more lives will be taken.? Vegeta spoke solemnly. ?Let?s move.?
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Soon, the two were jolting down the hallway, Vegeta ahead slightly do to their vast difference in speed. Zarbon was gazing at all the utter carnage Bra had released upon the place. Almost everything was thrashed about: demolished by the fury the saiyan girl unleashed upon seeing her brother dead. If she hadn?t done this already, the saiyan beside him likely would have.
The transformer, upon seeing him battle, thought him an overpowered musclehead, but his feelings surpassed his strength at this moment: it was apparent, and clearly their emotions were matched with Bra?s: they all wanted Brim dead. They had all lost someone in this tournament: someone important to them, more significant then their own lives. The contest needed to be stopped before Brim could take anymore people away from them for his stupid statistics.
Then again, Zarbon had no one else.
The transformer had lost all of his friends from the start of Friend or Foe, which put him in a different position then the others. He had nothing left, and the burden was on him to make revenge. Luckily, he did have some help. The mutant looked over to the saiyan flying ahead of him, and remembering his strength. Zarbon actually smirked. He had a slight chance of pulling it off and giving the host what he truly deserved.
In only a few seconds they made it to the first room. It was completely destroyed by Bra?s endless rage over her losses. ?And they say siblings have problems with each other?? The transformer tried to add humour to his mind with that thought. All around them, the place was ruined. Dust lingered in the air from things that were blown to atoms. Surprisingly, one or two things could be guessed at what they used to be. Blood was splattered across the floor from dead men. A very gruesome sight.
A hole was in the wall nearby, and it led to another room: an open air space or at least it was now. There were the remains of the walls all around them, though it only rose up to the height of their knees. In the distance, a streak of light lead to another place?somewhere out on the asteroid where Brim held this rotten competition, but at the rate Bra was going at, the whole planet was going to be destroyed in a matter of minutes, which included the host: likely that was all the saiyan girl cared about at that moment. Brim?s body below her feet.
?Something tells me Brim is that-a-way.? Zarbon nodded towards the stranger known as Vegeta. The prince merely gritted his teeth and burst off after his daughter. The transformer followed, figuring he would have more of a chance with him. The mutant struggled to keep up with his great speed, but to no avail. He got there much later then Vegeta did, and found himself at military base when he arrived. It seemed like the typical place to hide.
?The girl has sense even when she?s mad. Not like most women?? Zarbon said calmly and shot down to find the others.
OOC: Man, I'm having short RPs this week. Post 2. I'll end it with a big RP. Promise.
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