01-08-2006, 11:54 PM
"Thats it Daimoun! We're getting rid of you!"
Piccolo Daimaoun had finally be caught. After days of running away, the want for him to leave was too much. Getting pounded by about three hunters, he lost conciousness and slammed the ground. Grunting in pain, the jade Namekian stopped moving.
"What do we do with him?" One asked, turning to his companions.
"He's not worth anything anymore..." Another said, bowing his head in thought.
"I've got something," The final one said, baring his teeth in a devilish grin. Grabbing the elder Namekian under the armpits and hoisting him in the air, he began dragging him to the nearby capsule corparation. It wasn't very far away in the city.
Getting there, one man stopped to 'persuade' the receptionist to let them through. The other two held the emerald Educator up while they man handled him towards the teletubes. Laughing darkly, they shoved him into one of the vacant tubes.
They conversed on what planet they should maroon the Slug like Alien on. "What about Namek?"
"Idiot! He's a Namekian...he'd be right at home...Vegeta would be better, the Saiyans would rip him apart..." Hoisting him into the tubes, they chuckled to themselves as they entered in the destination.
In a flash, Piccolo Daimoun was teleported away to the alien planet Vegeta-sei. Falling out of the tube on the other side, he collapsed on the ground. Glancing upwards, he noticed that some kind of party was going on. He started to wonder what a Teletube was doing here.
Sluggishly rising to his feet, the jade Namekian looked at all the food around him. One figure managed to stick out; a big pink creature gorging himself at a table. Seeing someone walk over to him, he heard them say, "Oh good, the leader of one of our teams is here...which one is it?"
"Dunno, but lets get him ready...Mister...Kiln?"
"Uhh..." Piccolo said to himself before continuing, "Yes thats me, set me up."
Walking off, another green creature fell from out of the tube. Looking around, another man walked up, "And your name is?"
"I'm Kiln, Olo Kiln."
"Uhh...sir...excuse me..." The man walked off, and quickly consulted one of the guards in the area. "This guy is saying he's Kiln, but we just got one. Can you...remove him?"
"Sure thing," The guard replied, walking over while slowly moving his hand to the club clipped onto his belt.
(Ooc: Lovely...I'm in.)
Piccolo Daimaoun had finally be caught. After days of running away, the want for him to leave was too much. Getting pounded by about three hunters, he lost conciousness and slammed the ground. Grunting in pain, the jade Namekian stopped moving.
"What do we do with him?" One asked, turning to his companions.
"He's not worth anything anymore..." Another said, bowing his head in thought.
"I've got something," The final one said, baring his teeth in a devilish grin. Grabbing the elder Namekian under the armpits and hoisting him in the air, he began dragging him to the nearby capsule corparation. It wasn't very far away in the city.
Getting there, one man stopped to 'persuade' the receptionist to let them through. The other two held the emerald Educator up while they man handled him towards the teletubes. Laughing darkly, they shoved him into one of the vacant tubes.
They conversed on what planet they should maroon the Slug like Alien on. "What about Namek?"
"Idiot! He's a Namekian...he'd be right at home...Vegeta would be better, the Saiyans would rip him apart..." Hoisting him into the tubes, they chuckled to themselves as they entered in the destination.
In a flash, Piccolo Daimoun was teleported away to the alien planet Vegeta-sei. Falling out of the tube on the other side, he collapsed on the ground. Glancing upwards, he noticed that some kind of party was going on. He started to wonder what a Teletube was doing here.
Sluggishly rising to his feet, the jade Namekian looked at all the food around him. One figure managed to stick out; a big pink creature gorging himself at a table. Seeing someone walk over to him, he heard them say, "Oh good, the leader of one of our teams is here...which one is it?"
"Dunno, but lets get him ready...Mister...Kiln?"
"Uhh..." Piccolo said to himself before continuing, "Yes thats me, set me up."
Walking off, another green creature fell from out of the tube. Looking around, another man walked up, "And your name is?"
"I'm Kiln, Olo Kiln."
"Uhh...sir...excuse me..." The man walked off, and quickly consulted one of the guards in the area. "This guy is saying he's Kiln, but we just got one. Can you...remove him?"
"Sure thing," The guard replied, walking over while slowly moving his hand to the club clipped onto his belt.
(Ooc: Lovely...I'm in.)