05-28-2006, 02:45 PM
"Yeah, I'm gonna go relax then..." Piccolo Daimoun muttered pathetically, walking off in a random direction for a few short steps. He wanted to get a damn good answer as to why that this was needed...
So, you have fun? The dominant piece asked with a smart ass smirk.
Shut up and sleep, Was the angry reply, which just made the smirk widen into a deep smile as he knew he was making the held back part of himself quite perturbed.
Lying down, the strange and semi perked up voice of their host came over the loudspeaker and, even though it was the third time it had gone on, this was the first time he had been relaxed enough to actually care or listen at what it was saying.
"Good evening, everyone! It's 6 PM! The sun is falling, night is among us!"
Rolling his eyes, the jade Namekian tried to roll over to block the noise. Sleep was essential at this point.
"A great six hours, if I can say so! Lots of gore! I love it!"
At this point, he was trying to block out the noise with a hand cupped over his ear. To his great distain, the sounds of the loudspeaker still penetrated through to his mind...
"#17 Yajirobe."
The rest of the noises were useless at this point. His curiosity was peaked as the real side of the elder Namekian perked up, excited and worried as to why his friend was on the loudspeaker...
More names were read, but none of those titles held any meaning to him. What started to irk the slug like alien the most was that he couldn't ask what the names meant...He wasn't in control.
"Heh," Bujin spat out, sighing to himself before continuing, "Lots of death today."
It was like a bomb imploding within Piccolo Daimouns mind. The fury and anger rained out of the recessive side so fast that the dominant piece didn't have a chance to fight back. The control over his body switched faster than a soul fleeing from the devil.
"Damn it..." The jade Namekian whispered quietly, barely able to keep the anger down. His entire body was shaking with the quelled up emotion, "Damn it!"
Bujin cocked an eyebrow at him, unsure at what the problem was, "What?"
"Yaj!" He said back with a quiet intensity, thinking that the simple syllable held some meaning to someone other then himself. Seeing that it hadn't made a dent in making the blue man understand, he started to kick the ground in frustration.
"Yaj is dead damn it!" He yelled this time, baring his teeth, "Alright? I'm gonna find who did this!"
"You've just got a damn problem with everyone don't you?" Blue spat out, turning over and looking at him, "First it's that kid you found; now it's some unknown bastard that you want to ice. You know what? Get the hell over it!"
"What...?" Piccolo Daimoun asked dumbly, surprised at the answer he was getting back.
"Look, we can't go out settling all these damn grudges, alright?" The Red Ribbon man told him before pursing his lips in thought, "If we find them, I wouldn't mind beating the shit out of them. But you must know that we can't just run off, with no plan or strategy! You'll get us all killed!"
The elder Namekian knew there was nothing to say to this. Keeping his head down, he pushed his back against a tree to quietly mourn for his friend.
He just thought that friends kept getting taken from him.
So, you have fun? The dominant piece asked with a smart ass smirk.
Shut up and sleep, Was the angry reply, which just made the smirk widen into a deep smile as he knew he was making the held back part of himself quite perturbed.
Lying down, the strange and semi perked up voice of their host came over the loudspeaker and, even though it was the third time it had gone on, this was the first time he had been relaxed enough to actually care or listen at what it was saying.
"Good evening, everyone! It's 6 PM! The sun is falling, night is among us!"
Rolling his eyes, the jade Namekian tried to roll over to block the noise. Sleep was essential at this point.
"A great six hours, if I can say so! Lots of gore! I love it!"
At this point, he was trying to block out the noise with a hand cupped over his ear. To his great distain, the sounds of the loudspeaker still penetrated through to his mind...
"#17 Yajirobe."
The rest of the noises were useless at this point. His curiosity was peaked as the real side of the elder Namekian perked up, excited and worried as to why his friend was on the loudspeaker...
More names were read, but none of those titles held any meaning to him. What started to irk the slug like alien the most was that he couldn't ask what the names meant...He wasn't in control.
"Heh," Bujin spat out, sighing to himself before continuing, "Lots of death today."
It was like a bomb imploding within Piccolo Daimouns mind. The fury and anger rained out of the recessive side so fast that the dominant piece didn't have a chance to fight back. The control over his body switched faster than a soul fleeing from the devil.
"Damn it..." The jade Namekian whispered quietly, barely able to keep the anger down. His entire body was shaking with the quelled up emotion, "Damn it!"
Bujin cocked an eyebrow at him, unsure at what the problem was, "What?"
"Yaj!" He said back with a quiet intensity, thinking that the simple syllable held some meaning to someone other then himself. Seeing that it hadn't made a dent in making the blue man understand, he started to kick the ground in frustration.
"Yaj is dead damn it!" He yelled this time, baring his teeth, "Alright? I'm gonna find who did this!"
"You've just got a damn problem with everyone don't you?" Blue spat out, turning over and looking at him, "First it's that kid you found; now it's some unknown bastard that you want to ice. You know what? Get the hell over it!"
"What...?" Piccolo Daimoun asked dumbly, surprised at the answer he was getting back.
"Look, we can't go out settling all these damn grudges, alright?" The Red Ribbon man told him before pursing his lips in thought, "If we find them, I wouldn't mind beating the shit out of them. But you must know that we can't just run off, with no plan or strategy! You'll get us all killed!"
The elder Namekian knew there was nothing to say to this. Keeping his head down, he pushed his back against a tree to quietly mourn for his friend.
He just thought that friends kept getting taken from him.