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Day Three: Evening
#7
Face to Face

Android 18, Bardock, Bra, and Raditzu

"Love you too, babe." Raditzu winked at his girlfriend after her sarcastic remark.

The slightly romantic exchange was interupted by a feminine foot slamming into the center of Raditzu's back, causing his spine to shoot an unpleasent feeling pain into his body. He fell forward, literally sliding on the ground. "Asshole." Came the familiar voice of Bra, who landed on the ground after the kick.

Raditzu put one knee up and then pushed back on it. He literally spun in mid-air, foot whirling with him, "Ha!" Bra backed up just as the foot came close, causing him to land right in front of her. "What do you say we really heat this tournament up?"

He was met with a fist in the nose, which caused him to stumble back. "Could have asked first, asshole," Was the response.

Meanwhile, Bardock was just getting up from being thrown back. He was still tired, and still had some of the bruises on his face from his bout with Selipa. Before he could attack his son in retatliation, he felt a hand on his shoulder. When he spun around, a metallic hand cracked him in the jaw.

Unlike Bra, Bardock just shrugged it off and grinned. Despite being tired, he was starting to feel a little better. "About time things started to come around." The saiyan welcomed a good fight, especially when both sides mutually agreed to it.

Eighteen brought a fist forward, which smacked into Bardock's palm, who kicked her in the side. She moved to the side after taking it, and brought both fists up. In reatliation, Bardock blasted a ki shot, which hit 18's. The two recoiled each other, causing them both to fall back.

Meanwhile, Raditzu playfully lept backwards after avoiding a punch from Bra. He landed in between his two weapons and picked them both up with a cheesy grin. He held the chainsaw in one hand, his nail gun gripped in the other. The man looked like some kind of ghetto Terminator, with long hair.

"Heh," Bra grunted. She bent down, preparing to move.

Raditzu lept forward, nail gun pointed forward. "Tag!" He shouted as he pulled the trigger. "You're IT!"

Bra jumped into the air, both hands clinging onto a branch. She felt her left foot open up as one of the huge, sharp objects slammed into it and broke it apart. "Shit!" She cursed, dropping from the branch.

The saiyan halfling spun to avoid the chainsaw, and landed right on Raditzu, causing them to both drop. She pressed her knee into his crotch, brought her fist up, and then down onto his face.

Everything halted, except the chainsaw. It pushed in the front side of her skinny frame, and then out the other. Blood spat from her mouth, tears welting in her eyes. "Damn you..." She whispered. Raditzu wasn't smiling, instead just pushing her to the side.

"Sorry, kid," Rad told her.

"Fuck..." She coughed again, interupting herself. "You..."

As the girl died, two shotguns faced off with each other. Bardock held his with one hand, while 18 held it with two in order to aim better. Whoever shot first, and best, would survive.

"You ready?" Bardock asked, finger on the trigger.

"Are you?" Came the response.

Raditzu watched as both shots fired. Both warriors flew back from recoil. 18 slid back, stopping on her heels. Bardock hit the ground, the lower left portion of his torso obliterated.

The Android looked from the male saiyan to the female one, laying dead. Rad had threw the chainsaw to the side. "She dead?" Eighteen asked, trying to keep a straight face.

"Yea," Rad moved into a fighting pose. "Let's keep this party rockin, eh?"

Eighteen let out a smile. She ran forward towards her boyfriend, shotgun in hand. Rad braced himself. Time for a real fight.

Another shotgun blast rang through the night. Eighteen's chest opened up in a churray of metal and blood. She landed against Rad, who held her up. It had happened so quick. "Babe? Babe?!" He looked at her, almost panicking. "Eighteen?"

He looked up from where he saw the shot. Bardock was laying on the ground, pistol pointed up, the shotgun he just fired on the ground. The elder saiyan pulled the trigger. This time, Rad took a hard pistol shot in the neck, causing a painful crackling sound to occur. He fell back, hard.

The playful mood was gone. Just the stench of death littered the night.

Raditzu looked over as he put a hand on his wound. He opened his mouth to say her name before her life faded, but he couldn't. For the first time in a long time, Raditzu was helpless.


























#23 Bra DEAD
#15 Android 18 DEAD

13 Fighters Remaining


Bardock has a huge shotgun blast in his stomach. Major injury

Raditzu's collar bone has been dis-located. He's lost his voice. Minor injury

The Ki Shotgun, Teddy Bear and Flamethrower are there. If either takes the flamethrower, they have to discard one weapon. If Rad takes the shotgun, he has to discard one item.


Messages In This Thread
Day Three: Evening - by Burter Jr - 06-05-2006, 04:00 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Violet - 06-05-2006, 04:08 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Super Buu - 06-05-2006, 05:31 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Reijin - 06-05-2006, 11:46 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Reijin - 06-05-2006, 12:06 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Raditzu - 06-05-2006, 12:39 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Burter Jr - 06-05-2006, 12:40 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Orion - 06-05-2006, 12:48 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Violet - 06-05-2006, 04:06 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Banned Dana - 06-05-2006, 06:48 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Kami - 06-05-2006, 08:36 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Sammah - 06-05-2006, 08:52 PM
Day Three: Evening - by Raditzu - 06-06-2006, 12:12 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Minoshia - 06-06-2006, 12:33 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Bardock - 06-06-2006, 03:08 AM
Day Three: Evening - by Burter Jr - 06-06-2006, 03:31 AM

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