05-19-2006, 12:02 PM
It was only when the namek began acting hysterical that Bulma had realised why he had kept his hood on the whole time. For some reason, only he seemed effected by the artificial sun. Bulma felt guilty for asking him to take off his hood, but how was she to know that this was going to happen? The namekian began screaming in pain. People around began laughing and mocking the namek. Bulma covered her mouth as she tried to keep her snickering as low as possible. She found it hilarious, the way he went to ground. ?Namek get up off the ground? shouted Bulma. ?You are making a fool out of yourself.? Even with eyes closed, he still felt the after effects of the sun.
?STOP LAUGHING! GOD DAMIT! STOP IT? bellowed the namekian as he struggled through the pain. Tears began to roll down his face, from his eyes. It was only then that Bulma felt sorry for him. ?I don?t think it?s funny anymore? she told the rest. They ignored her and continued to mock him. Some began pointing at him as they continued to laugh at him. ?What a jerk!? called out someone to the namekian.
?Fine? he roared. His hand shot up in the air as he began to build up energy. Bulma got into a fighting stance, prepared to defend herself, not knowing what he was capable of doing in his current state of mind. Nappa put his hand on the woman, and began shaking his head as a sign of saying, no don?t do it! ?I?m not doing anything! She replied.
A simple orb shot up from his hand and launched into the air, pausing as it seemed to want to come back down. Bulma could sense that he was struggling to keep his emotions in check. ?Come on namek CONTROL YOURSELF? she shouted. ?A true warrior always keeps his or her emotions in check!? Bulma?s words had felt to sink into him. The ball exploded into a flash of light. Those that had their attention drawn to the namekian watched the orb erupt. Their eyes took in the light from the attack. Bulma could feel the burning pain in her eyes as she let out a little scream of pain. Everyone who had absorbed the light were temporally blinded. No one was laughing anymore. They all began feeling the pain, just as well as Bulma did.
?STOP LAUGHING! GOD DAMIT! STOP IT? bellowed the namekian as he struggled through the pain. Tears began to roll down his face, from his eyes. It was only then that Bulma felt sorry for him. ?I don?t think it?s funny anymore? she told the rest. They ignored her and continued to mock him. Some began pointing at him as they continued to laugh at him. ?What a jerk!? called out someone to the namekian.
?Fine? he roared. His hand shot up in the air as he began to build up energy. Bulma got into a fighting stance, prepared to defend herself, not knowing what he was capable of doing in his current state of mind. Nappa put his hand on the woman, and began shaking his head as a sign of saying, no don?t do it! ?I?m not doing anything! She replied.
A simple orb shot up from his hand and launched into the air, pausing as it seemed to want to come back down. Bulma could sense that he was struggling to keep his emotions in check. ?Come on namek CONTROL YOURSELF? she shouted. ?A true warrior always keeps his or her emotions in check!? Bulma?s words had felt to sink into him. The ball exploded into a flash of light. Those that had their attention drawn to the namekian watched the orb erupt. Their eyes took in the light from the attack. Bulma could feel the burning pain in her eyes as she let out a little scream of pain. Everyone who had absorbed the light were temporally blinded. No one was laughing anymore. They all began feeling the pain, just as well as Bulma did.