05-28-2006, 07:40 AM
Metal Koola was enjoying himself. This DA was turning out to be far better than most of the previous ones, and he felt he was playing a far more active roll in it compared to all of the ones in the past, save the one that ended with him and a select few on board a spaceship that left the planet before exploding. That one was certainly interesting. He pondered to himself how this one may end. Would he make some new allies? Maybe make some new enemies?
There were definitely a few people on this little island he wanted to fight. Not necessarily because he hated them, but because this was a game. He chuckled to himself as he thought of the saiyan race, and how the few on this planet were all worthwhile opponents. He hadn't seen the prince in quite some time, maybe that one would be a suitable opponent... maybe not.
The way things were turning out, he was feeling pretty invincible. Having done battle twice so far: seriously injuring one opponent, and killing another. The only injury he had taken was the loss of two of his fingers. He really didn't need them anyway, and once this was over he could simply regenerate them. Yes, this was certainly becoming a very interesting game. The med kit in hand was certainly making him feel less worried about future injuries. He took out the map and scanned the area looking for where he thought people might be.
"Hmm, that section looks like a more than obvious location to meet up with some people." He said, pointing to a section of the map, 'Too bad I won't be able to make it there until tomorrow." Thinking to himself, the changeling decided on a plan of action and nodded. He placed the map back in its rightful spot within the supply bag and began his long trek.
There were definitely a few people on this little island he wanted to fight. Not necessarily because he hated them, but because this was a game. He chuckled to himself as he thought of the saiyan race, and how the few on this planet were all worthwhile opponents. He hadn't seen the prince in quite some time, maybe that one would be a suitable opponent... maybe not.
The way things were turning out, he was feeling pretty invincible. Having done battle twice so far: seriously injuring one opponent, and killing another. The only injury he had taken was the loss of two of his fingers. He really didn't need them anyway, and once this was over he could simply regenerate them. Yes, this was certainly becoming a very interesting game. The med kit in hand was certainly making him feel less worried about future injuries. He took out the map and scanned the area looking for where he thought people might be.
"Hmm, that section looks like a more than obvious location to meet up with some people." He said, pointing to a section of the map, 'Too bad I won't be able to make it there until tomorrow." Thinking to himself, the changeling decided on a plan of action and nodded. He placed the map back in its rightful spot within the supply bag and began his long trek.