06-08-2006, 07:14 AM
Buu?s body worked in strange ways.
The life of the warrior would not end until his internal dimension (containing such vital organs as his stomach and brain) was destroyed. The only way to do this was to destroy it from the inside, or destroy all traces of his external body.
The monster had been destroyed in Dante?s Abyss, but there still remained a fragment of his body in existence.
The jar had sat around on a shelf in a storage room, containing that tiny scraping of puttalin. As Buu?s consciousness could only inhabit one body at a time, it had simply lain there. Alive, yet not.
Until a nail came slamming through the chest of the ?real? Super Buu.
He hadn?t died at that, though. The monster was more stubborn than his opponent could have known. He?d been blown to pieces before. In Dante?s Abyss, such a wound ensured his death, but the pain was nothing new. Even though he felt the world blacking out around him, he struggled to his feet. With his last breath, he didn?t just ensure that Minoshia lost the contest, but he sent him to the afterlife. True vengeance for Seventeen.
Immediately, the piece of puttalin that had lain dormant sprung to life. It looked like a piece of chewed gum at first, but soon it began to grow. Stretching, increasing its mass until it filled the jar. Cracks begin to emerge on the glass container, and then, with a loud crack, it smashed, allowing the now hand-sized glob to roll to the floor. It pooled outwards, bubbling as a figure began to rise from the ashes.
Ten minutes later, Super Buu stood, fully formed. A single word escaped his grinning lips.
?Immortal.?
Striding out of the room as if he had never died, he emerged through a set of sliding doors into a white, futuristic-white corridor. He supposed the other fighters would have to be recreated using their DNA, but Buu wasn?t going to wait for that slow process when his own way was so much better.
As the puttylike being wandered idly, trying to find a way out of the building, a gasp sounded from behind him.
?What are you doing in here??
The monster turned on his heel and laughed aloud. Of all the people! A white-coated human, holding a clipboard and a pen, stood with a look of utter exasperation upon his face.
?Froidenburg!? greeted Buu. ?That Bio Armour you sold me worked wonders!?
Ignoring him, the man whined. ?Mister Buu! You were supposed to wait for the recreation process!?
?Psh, I?m not going to sit around waiting for you slowpokes. When it comes to regeneration, I?m light years ahead of science.?
Froidenburg pouted. ?I was hoping to get a look at your DNA.?
?Hm.? The rubbery being stroked his chin momentarily, deep in thought. Then, without hesitation, he pinched off a piece of his arm and placed it in the scientist?s hand. ?Knock yourself out, egghead.? As he turned away, he stopped, patting his body as if having gotten the notion that he had suddenly sprouted breasts. ?I think I feel stronger. Zenkai ? nice.?
With that, he wandered off, leaving the white-coated man in awe at the chewing gum-like substance in his hand.
***
Buu stepped up to the exit desk and rapped his knuckles a few times to seize the attention of the secretary. ?Yo, toots. I need to get back to Lord Vine?s palace, where I was before the competition. Can you do that for me??
The woman scowled. ?I?ll need to take your name first.?
?Super Buu.?
?For coming in third place, you have been awarded a sum of 3200 zeni.? She pulled out a giant bag.
Buu?s eyes popped. ?Sweet.? Seizing the bag, he threw it down his gullet.
?Sir ? that?s not for eating.?
?I know!? spat the majin irritably. ?Not everyone?s stomach is as primitive as yours, human.?
?The Palace of Jade, right?? the woman spat sarcastically, not waiting for a response before hitting a few buttons on her desktop keypad. With a short spark of electricity, the nearby teletube pinged to life. The message above it, which had previously read ?to Arlia?, now read ?Vegeta - Moon?.
Super stepped into the tube, the glass panel slid shut behind him, and he vanished.
***
The feeling of being dropped from a very high place was disconcerting, but this time, Buu was ready. Throwing his arms out in front of him, he managed to stumble a few feet before the inevitable trip n? fall. ?Ugh ??
A hand appeared in front of his face.
?Huh?!? He looked up and then scooted back a few feet. ?Oh ? Vine.? A look of shame washed over his face. ?I know what you?re going to say. I failed you.?
?On the contrary, Buu.? The half-saiyan, half-tuffle spoke gruffly and seriously. ?You ? did me proud. You went up against those many times more powerful than you, and you emerged stronger for it.?
The pink humanoid?s eyes widened in disbelief. Praise? His amazement was put on pause as another voice cut through the air.
?Booger!?
A girl collided with him, throwing her arms around the monster?s neck. Another voice soon followed, gruff and monotone.
?Looks like my training has rubbed off on you.?
Buu got to his feet, detaching the brown-haired saiyan that was clinging on. He smiled respectfully. ?Iorek.?
?I was watching you through the whole competition.? The white-haired saiyan smirked. ?That girl with the purple hair you were with ? she was quite the firecracker. And I never knew you had a brother.?
?There?s a lot you don?t know about me.? The majin grinned. ?Hey, where?s Seventeen? He must be out by now.? Watching their faces all fall in unison a confused look emerged on his face. ?What? What is it??
Vine spoke first.
?Seventeen is dead.?
OOC: Next up, The Monster Within 2!
The life of the warrior would not end until his internal dimension (containing such vital organs as his stomach and brain) was destroyed. The only way to do this was to destroy it from the inside, or destroy all traces of his external body.
The monster had been destroyed in Dante?s Abyss, but there still remained a fragment of his body in existence.
Quote:Flashback to before the competition ?
?We?d better take a DNA sample as well,? grunted one of the soldiers, pulling out what seemed to be a small glass container and a metal scalpel.
?What?s that for?? asked Buu, eyebrow raised.
?In case you get killed,? explained one of the other officials, lowering his black sunglasses so that he could deliver a pitying smirk.
The pink monster was beginning to regret his leaping into this competition. Unfortunately, however, backing out didn?t seem to be an option at this point.
The soldier?s scalpel scraped lightly across the surface of the creature?s skin, taking with it a few traces of puttalin. Dumping the sample unceremoniously in the glass case and screwing on this lid, the man saluted.
?Good luck!?
And with that, the pink humanoid vanished.
The jar had sat around on a shelf in a storage room, containing that tiny scraping of puttalin. As Buu?s consciousness could only inhabit one body at a time, it had simply lain there. Alive, yet not.
Until a nail came slamming through the chest of the ?real? Super Buu.
He hadn?t died at that, though. The monster was more stubborn than his opponent could have known. He?d been blown to pieces before. In Dante?s Abyss, such a wound ensured his death, but the pain was nothing new. Even though he felt the world blacking out around him, he struggled to his feet. With his last breath, he didn?t just ensure that Minoshia lost the contest, but he sent him to the afterlife. True vengeance for Seventeen.
Immediately, the piece of puttalin that had lain dormant sprung to life. It looked like a piece of chewed gum at first, but soon it began to grow. Stretching, increasing its mass until it filled the jar. Cracks begin to emerge on the glass container, and then, with a loud crack, it smashed, allowing the now hand-sized glob to roll to the floor. It pooled outwards, bubbling as a figure began to rise from the ashes.
Ten minutes later, Super Buu stood, fully formed. A single word escaped his grinning lips.
?Immortal.?
Striding out of the room as if he had never died, he emerged through a set of sliding doors into a white, futuristic-white corridor. He supposed the other fighters would have to be recreated using their DNA, but Buu wasn?t going to wait for that slow process when his own way was so much better.
As the puttylike being wandered idly, trying to find a way out of the building, a gasp sounded from behind him.
?What are you doing in here??
The monster turned on his heel and laughed aloud. Of all the people! A white-coated human, holding a clipboard and a pen, stood with a look of utter exasperation upon his face.
?Froidenburg!? greeted Buu. ?That Bio Armour you sold me worked wonders!?
Ignoring him, the man whined. ?Mister Buu! You were supposed to wait for the recreation process!?
?Psh, I?m not going to sit around waiting for you slowpokes. When it comes to regeneration, I?m light years ahead of science.?
Froidenburg pouted. ?I was hoping to get a look at your DNA.?
?Hm.? The rubbery being stroked his chin momentarily, deep in thought. Then, without hesitation, he pinched off a piece of his arm and placed it in the scientist?s hand. ?Knock yourself out, egghead.? As he turned away, he stopped, patting his body as if having gotten the notion that he had suddenly sprouted breasts. ?I think I feel stronger. Zenkai ? nice.?
With that, he wandered off, leaving the white-coated man in awe at the chewing gum-like substance in his hand.
***
Buu stepped up to the exit desk and rapped his knuckles a few times to seize the attention of the secretary. ?Yo, toots. I need to get back to Lord Vine?s palace, where I was before the competition. Can you do that for me??
The woman scowled. ?I?ll need to take your name first.?
?Super Buu.?
?For coming in third place, you have been awarded a sum of 3200 zeni.? She pulled out a giant bag.
Buu?s eyes popped. ?Sweet.? Seizing the bag, he threw it down his gullet.
?Sir ? that?s not for eating.?
?I know!? spat the majin irritably. ?Not everyone?s stomach is as primitive as yours, human.?
?The Palace of Jade, right?? the woman spat sarcastically, not waiting for a response before hitting a few buttons on her desktop keypad. With a short spark of electricity, the nearby teletube pinged to life. The message above it, which had previously read ?to Arlia?, now read ?Vegeta - Moon?.
Super stepped into the tube, the glass panel slid shut behind him, and he vanished.
***
The feeling of being dropped from a very high place was disconcerting, but this time, Buu was ready. Throwing his arms out in front of him, he managed to stumble a few feet before the inevitable trip n? fall. ?Ugh ??
A hand appeared in front of his face.
?Huh?!? He looked up and then scooted back a few feet. ?Oh ? Vine.? A look of shame washed over his face. ?I know what you?re going to say. I failed you.?
?On the contrary, Buu.? The half-saiyan, half-tuffle spoke gruffly and seriously. ?You ? did me proud. You went up against those many times more powerful than you, and you emerged stronger for it.?
The pink humanoid?s eyes widened in disbelief. Praise? His amazement was put on pause as another voice cut through the air.
?Booger!?
A girl collided with him, throwing her arms around the monster?s neck. Another voice soon followed, gruff and monotone.
?Looks like my training has rubbed off on you.?
Buu got to his feet, detaching the brown-haired saiyan that was clinging on. He smiled respectfully. ?Iorek.?
?I was watching you through the whole competition.? The white-haired saiyan smirked. ?That girl with the purple hair you were with ? she was quite the firecracker. And I never knew you had a brother.?
?There?s a lot you don?t know about me.? The majin grinned. ?Hey, where?s Seventeen? He must be out by now.? Watching their faces all fall in unison a confused look emerged on his face. ?What? What is it??
Vine spoke first.
?Seventeen is dead.?
OOC: Next up, The Monster Within 2!
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