05-25-2006, 05:55 AM
"Damnit, couldn't they have atleast provided me with some Dr. Pepper or Cheetos?
God damnit, bread and water is sooo plain." 'Buukin frowened at the lack of taste these people at Syntex had. Panbuukin was used to his diet of unhealthy food stuffs and carbonated liquids, all this food was healthy. Bleh, healthy food put a bad taste in his mouth, kinda like soap or spoiled mayonaise.
Rummaging through the rest of his bag, he found a crinkled up, musty smelling map. It showed him of his location and the other interesting spots of the island, yet the one thing he couldn't find on the map, was the one thing he had been looking for the most. A grocery store, not a single spot on the map showed the location of a local super market. This couldn't get any worse.
Oh how wrong was PBK.
What he had found at the bottom of the bag had made him cringe slightly. It was a paper fan, a friggen paper fan! This was his designated weapon of choice? What kind of drug induced haze was the person who gave him this weapon on? The person had to have been under the influence. "Sigh, this is going to be a lonnnng week, I can just tell." Rubbing his temple, 'Buukin placed his things in his bag neatly, leaving only his scouter out of the bag.
Placing it over his right eye, 'Buukin attached it to his face. The green lens now inches away from his iris. Tapping the button on the side of the scouter lightly, it whirred to life. Beeping slightly, yellow text had typed itself onto the screen.
The text read as followed: 'No lifeforms in the area at this time, thank you using the 'Scouter', the latest in power level estimating technology.' And with that, the text had vanished, leaving only a blank dot on the textless screen.
"Phew, maybe things won't be so bad on this dinky little island after all, it seems like I got off to a lucky start." With that, Panbuukin threw his bag over his shoulders and whistled lightly. "Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go...." Walking south, away from the vast coastline, Panbuukin took small strides, making sure to get a closer look of his surroundings, since darkness shrouded his vision.
OCC: If my scouter is wrong about the whole lifeform thing, just say there was an error or something.
God damnit, bread and water is sooo plain." 'Buukin frowened at the lack of taste these people at Syntex had. Panbuukin was used to his diet of unhealthy food stuffs and carbonated liquids, all this food was healthy. Bleh, healthy food put a bad taste in his mouth, kinda like soap or spoiled mayonaise.
Rummaging through the rest of his bag, he found a crinkled up, musty smelling map. It showed him of his location and the other interesting spots of the island, yet the one thing he couldn't find on the map, was the one thing he had been looking for the most. A grocery store, not a single spot on the map showed the location of a local super market. This couldn't get any worse.
Oh how wrong was PBK.
What he had found at the bottom of the bag had made him cringe slightly. It was a paper fan, a friggen paper fan! This was his designated weapon of choice? What kind of drug induced haze was the person who gave him this weapon on? The person had to have been under the influence. "Sigh, this is going to be a lonnnng week, I can just tell." Rubbing his temple, 'Buukin placed his things in his bag neatly, leaving only his scouter out of the bag.
Placing it over his right eye, 'Buukin attached it to his face. The green lens now inches away from his iris. Tapping the button on the side of the scouter lightly, it whirred to life. Beeping slightly, yellow text had typed itself onto the screen.
The text read as followed: 'No lifeforms in the area at this time, thank you using the 'Scouter', the latest in power level estimating technology.' And with that, the text had vanished, leaving only a blank dot on the textless screen.
"Phew, maybe things won't be so bad on this dinky little island after all, it seems like I got off to a lucky start." With that, Panbuukin threw his bag over his shoulders and whistled lightly. "Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go...." Walking south, away from the vast coastline, Panbuukin took small strides, making sure to get a closer look of his surroundings, since darkness shrouded his vision.
OCC: If my scouter is wrong about the whole lifeform thing, just say there was an error or something.
Quote:Canera411: God is into anime.
darknessreign555: Well, he had to will it for a reason.
darknessreign555: "You know what I need, Archangel?"
darknessreign555: "What's that, sir?"
darknessreign555: "Animated knockers. Get on it."