06-06-2006, 06:08 AM
?For fuck sake!? snarled Violet, peering out from behind a tree. ?I?m gonna get soaked!?
?What?s wrong now?? sighed Super Buu, standing out in the middle of a field, drenched from head to toe. ?It?s just plain water!?
The majin was actually beginning to enjoy himself. Over the past few days, his rubbery surface had accumulated a great deal of dust, grime, mud, and blood. He ran a finger along his forehead, and heard a pleasant squeak as he did so. Crouching down next to a puddle, he gazed at his own reflection. Lookin? good.
Kid was less happy about having to walk around in the mud using his hands, but it was still better than nothing. He simply glared up at the sky, wondering what this weather meant.
?You?ve got to be crazy!? yelled the woman, not daring to leave step out into the field. ?Don?t you Buus catch colds??
?Cold? What?s a cold?? shouted Super back.
?At-choo!?
Kid Buu suddenly snapped out of his daydream, grunting. He crouched down on all four arms, tiny nostrils dilating.
?Who sneezed?? hissed Violet, suddenly on edge.
?It wasn?t me,? rumbled Super, serious all of a sudden. ?Come on.? He jogged over to the trees, making sure to keep his head low. Beckoning his smaller counterpart, he crouched next to Violet, ready for whatever was coming.
?At-choo!?
?Quiet down, Krillin,? came a voice. ?I?m sensing something ? not right.?
?Let?s just get out of this rain. Hey, look, there?s some shelter over there!?
?Krillin, don?t! There could be - ugh ??
Buu gripped the pistol he had taken from Goku Junior. At least two people were out there, but there could be more. He stood up suddenly, moving out of his cover and, raising the gun up. He pulled the trigger. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Six shots. Jumping back, he raised an eyebrow. ?Huh??
In front of them stood a very short, very bald human, holding a round, golden object. His boyish eyes widened in surprise as he raised the shield up in disbelief. ?Wow!? he stammered, rubbing his shiny cranium absent-mindedly with one free hand. ?Talk about lucky!?
Buu, however, wasn?t looking at the half-pint. He had locked eyes with an elderly-looking man behind - one he had seen before. The person who had put an arrow in Sixteen?s shoulder. The majin?s eyes burned furiously as he took a step forward, gripping the gun. ?You ?!?
Then, as soon as it had come, his rage washed away. How bizarre, he thought. For some reason, he no longer felt any animosity towards the grey-haired man.
Android 20 smirked. It was easy to manipulate the minds of those who chose brute force over strategy. He debated turning the pink being on his allies, but a new thought began to stir in his head. Instead of destroying them ? why not use them?
?What are you waiting for?!? raged Violet, jumping out into a fighting position.
?Hold it,? ordered Twenty, holding up a palm, signifying peace.
?Hold it?? began the woman, ?why-?
The android shushed her like a child. ?Listen to me. This game is drawing to a close. Only the most powerful fighters remain. You are only three people, and we are only two.? He brought up his hands, one finger outstretched for each fighter. ?Why not ?? he intertwined the two hands, ?make it five??
?I think it?s a good idea!? blurted out Super Buu spontaneously.
?Huh?? Violet raised an eyebrow at her friend. ?We?ve just met these people. Why are you-?
?Then it?s agreed,? concluded Twenty, crossing her arms. He smirked inwardly before gesturing a palm to the shorter human standing next to him. ?This is Krillin. And my name is Twenty.?
?Twenty?? asked Violet. ?So you?re an android??
The doctor raised a smile. ?You could say that.?
?That would explain a lot,? grumbled the taller of the two Buus. ?When we met you before, I thought you were just a helpless old man.?
Twenty?s smile faded slightly into a frown. ?Indeed,? he muttered. ?Speaking of which, what happened to your friends? The cat and the man with the eh ? funky hairstyle.?
?Dead,? said the monster flatly. The look on his face was unreadable.
?Well, all the more reason to team up, then.?
The bald man finally piped up, releasing a question that seemed to have been plaguing his mind. ?What?s with him?? he asked, pointing to the miniature lookalike of Super Buu that had been baring his teeth throughout the conversation, down on all fours.
?Oh, him?? Supes glanced to his feet. ?He?s just my retarded little brother.?
Having no words to retort with, Kid Buu settled by sinking his teeth into Super?s leg, eliciting a roar of agony and a string of ?get it off!?s from the hulking monster.
?You?re both as retarded as each other!? exclaimed Violet, attempting to get between the two as they battled for supremacy.
Twenty and Krillin turned their heads to each other, grinning slightly. It seemed they?d stumbled upon quite the group.
OOC: Hope I didn?t screw up your characters too badly, fellas >_> Supes?s crazy anger is now gone, thanks to Twenty?s Affect Mind.
?What?s wrong now?? sighed Super Buu, standing out in the middle of a field, drenched from head to toe. ?It?s just plain water!?
The majin was actually beginning to enjoy himself. Over the past few days, his rubbery surface had accumulated a great deal of dust, grime, mud, and blood. He ran a finger along his forehead, and heard a pleasant squeak as he did so. Crouching down next to a puddle, he gazed at his own reflection. Lookin? good.
Kid was less happy about having to walk around in the mud using his hands, but it was still better than nothing. He simply glared up at the sky, wondering what this weather meant.
?You?ve got to be crazy!? yelled the woman, not daring to leave step out into the field. ?Don?t you Buus catch colds??
?Cold? What?s a cold?? shouted Super back.
?At-choo!?
Kid Buu suddenly snapped out of his daydream, grunting. He crouched down on all four arms, tiny nostrils dilating.
?Who sneezed?? hissed Violet, suddenly on edge.
?It wasn?t me,? rumbled Super, serious all of a sudden. ?Come on.? He jogged over to the trees, making sure to keep his head low. Beckoning his smaller counterpart, he crouched next to Violet, ready for whatever was coming.
?At-choo!?
?Quiet down, Krillin,? came a voice. ?I?m sensing something ? not right.?
?Let?s just get out of this rain. Hey, look, there?s some shelter over there!?
?Krillin, don?t! There could be - ugh ??
Buu gripped the pistol he had taken from Goku Junior. At least two people were out there, but there could be more. He stood up suddenly, moving out of his cover and, raising the gun up. He pulled the trigger. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Six shots. Jumping back, he raised an eyebrow. ?Huh??
In front of them stood a very short, very bald human, holding a round, golden object. His boyish eyes widened in surprise as he raised the shield up in disbelief. ?Wow!? he stammered, rubbing his shiny cranium absent-mindedly with one free hand. ?Talk about lucky!?
Buu, however, wasn?t looking at the half-pint. He had locked eyes with an elderly-looking man behind - one he had seen before. The person who had put an arrow in Sixteen?s shoulder. The majin?s eyes burned furiously as he took a step forward, gripping the gun. ?You ?!?
Then, as soon as it had come, his rage washed away. How bizarre, he thought. For some reason, he no longer felt any animosity towards the grey-haired man.
Android 20 smirked. It was easy to manipulate the minds of those who chose brute force over strategy. He debated turning the pink being on his allies, but a new thought began to stir in his head. Instead of destroying them ? why not use them?
?What are you waiting for?!? raged Violet, jumping out into a fighting position.
?Hold it,? ordered Twenty, holding up a palm, signifying peace.
?Hold it?? began the woman, ?why-?
The android shushed her like a child. ?Listen to me. This game is drawing to a close. Only the most powerful fighters remain. You are only three people, and we are only two.? He brought up his hands, one finger outstretched for each fighter. ?Why not ?? he intertwined the two hands, ?make it five??
?I think it?s a good idea!? blurted out Super Buu spontaneously.
?Huh?? Violet raised an eyebrow at her friend. ?We?ve just met these people. Why are you-?
?Then it?s agreed,? concluded Twenty, crossing her arms. He smirked inwardly before gesturing a palm to the shorter human standing next to him. ?This is Krillin. And my name is Twenty.?
?Twenty?? asked Violet. ?So you?re an android??
The doctor raised a smile. ?You could say that.?
?That would explain a lot,? grumbled the taller of the two Buus. ?When we met you before, I thought you were just a helpless old man.?
Twenty?s smile faded slightly into a frown. ?Indeed,? he muttered. ?Speaking of which, what happened to your friends? The cat and the man with the eh ? funky hairstyle.?
?Dead,? said the monster flatly. The look on his face was unreadable.
?Well, all the more reason to team up, then.?
The bald man finally piped up, releasing a question that seemed to have been plaguing his mind. ?What?s with him?? he asked, pointing to the miniature lookalike of Super Buu that had been baring his teeth throughout the conversation, down on all fours.
?Oh, him?? Supes glanced to his feet. ?He?s just my retarded little brother.?
Having no words to retort with, Kid Buu settled by sinking his teeth into Super?s leg, eliciting a roar of agony and a string of ?get it off!?s from the hulking monster.
?You?re both as retarded as each other!? exclaimed Violet, attempting to get between the two as they battled for supremacy.
Twenty and Krillin turned their heads to each other, grinning slightly. It seemed they?d stumbled upon quite the group.
OOC: Hope I didn?t screw up your characters too badly, fellas >_> Supes?s crazy anger is now gone, thanks to Twenty?s Affect Mind.
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Bra Wrote:People are dumb, essentially.