06-08-2006, 08:12 PM
"Move!" Android 20 roared over the din of gunfire and the continual pounding rain that screamed down mercilessly from the heavens.
They just got Violet behind you! Super Buu's been knocked aside, he can't do anything for us now! We've got to get to higher ground! Gero announced telepathically, as his Astral Projection raced about furiously in an attempt to scout out anything in this torrential downpour.
I'm trying! Damn it all! We should have expected an ambush! Android 20 responded, very frustrated by the situation as a whole.
Things were going downhill fast. He and Krillin were on the run, and they knew they would have to stand and fight soon. But they couldn't do it now, not here. They had to find a more defensible region, in order that Twenty would be able to power up to his maximum strength to give it everything he had.
This rain... it's too much! I can't see a thing! Gero groaned.
You've got to be able to see something! We don't want to wander into another- Twenty began to respond, but the last word that would complete his sentence was filled in for him with the sudden appearance of a very familiar android.
Thirteen.
What?
Twenty didn't even have a chance to unleash his strength. Only his mind was able to keep up with the blinding speed at which Android 13 brought his massive hammer around to slam into Twenty's ribcage, and shatter all the way through.
The android lay still for a moment, laying there, pinned against a boulder by a bloodied and now oil-covered hammer that penetrated his chest. Sparks of electricity jolted out of his body at the aperature, and his internal systems quickly began to fall apart.
Twenty! What happened to us? the voice of Gero finally appeared, as his Astral Projection must have finally found their body.
We're dying. Twenty responded simply.
The invisible Astral Projection of Gero looked around for the perpetrator. Krillin stood perfectly still on the spot, his eyes seeming to be glazed over slightly as he stared at their mangled and dying body. And then he spotted the other one, the one he knew must be responsible. He shook his head sadly, and then felt his own life fading, as he was still connected to his body. His Astral Projection dissipated, and Gero rejoined his mind with his body for their final moments of life here in Dante's Abyss.
"Twenty? You okay?" Krillin finally asked the android after a very tense silence.
Thirteen removed the hammer from Twenty's body, and a renewed burst of sparks jettisoned from his chest cavity. Twenty turned his head slowly to the side, and began to laugh, slowly, and painfully, but he began to laugh. It was strange to the android, to die slowly. To be able to at least have a moment to reflect, instead of it all ending instantly, as it had done for him so many times before. He made one last chuckle, and then gave the sadly clueless Krillin a final response.
"No."
And then he died.
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The room was bright, shiny and smelled like old people. The android immediately knew it was some sort of medical facility. His crimson eyes looked around the room he was in curiously, and then he sat up, apparently in a bed.
"Good, you're finally awake. Took you a while to come around after the regeneration process." a man dressed in the white, sterile clothing of a doctor stated, noticing the android was awake.
"So, I suppose this means I'm alive?" Android 20 asked.
"Sorry to disappoint if you were hoping you wouldn't be, but yes, you are." the doctor answered smartly.
"Fine. Now how do I get out of here? They said you could transport us to whichever planet of our choosing." Android 20 muttered irritatedly. "I have someone to track down."
"Oh, that, of course. Just name the planet and we'll make sure you get there as soon as you're feeling better." the doctor consoled the android.
"I feel fine, but you won't be if you don't tell me how to get off this rock!" Android 20 snapped, his usual volatile temperment already back again.
"Well don't blame me when you twist a hip or something, old-timer. What's the planet?" the doctor asked snottily.
"Earth." Twenty answered quickly, and then continued. "And by the way my good man..."
Crack
Twenty's fist collided with the jaw of the doctor in a flash, sending him spiraling across the room.
"Don't you EVER call me an old-timer!"
OOC: *wants to go to Earth* =)
They just got Violet behind you! Super Buu's been knocked aside, he can't do anything for us now! We've got to get to higher ground! Gero announced telepathically, as his Astral Projection raced about furiously in an attempt to scout out anything in this torrential downpour.
I'm trying! Damn it all! We should have expected an ambush! Android 20 responded, very frustrated by the situation as a whole.
Things were going downhill fast. He and Krillin were on the run, and they knew they would have to stand and fight soon. But they couldn't do it now, not here. They had to find a more defensible region, in order that Twenty would be able to power up to his maximum strength to give it everything he had.
This rain... it's too much! I can't see a thing! Gero groaned.
You've got to be able to see something! We don't want to wander into another- Twenty began to respond, but the last word that would complete his sentence was filled in for him with the sudden appearance of a very familiar android.
Thirteen.
What?
Twenty didn't even have a chance to unleash his strength. Only his mind was able to keep up with the blinding speed at which Android 13 brought his massive hammer around to slam into Twenty's ribcage, and shatter all the way through.
The android lay still for a moment, laying there, pinned against a boulder by a bloodied and now oil-covered hammer that penetrated his chest. Sparks of electricity jolted out of his body at the aperature, and his internal systems quickly began to fall apart.
Twenty! What happened to us? the voice of Gero finally appeared, as his Astral Projection must have finally found their body.
We're dying. Twenty responded simply.
The invisible Astral Projection of Gero looked around for the perpetrator. Krillin stood perfectly still on the spot, his eyes seeming to be glazed over slightly as he stared at their mangled and dying body. And then he spotted the other one, the one he knew must be responsible. He shook his head sadly, and then felt his own life fading, as he was still connected to his body. His Astral Projection dissipated, and Gero rejoined his mind with his body for their final moments of life here in Dante's Abyss.
"Twenty? You okay?" Krillin finally asked the android after a very tense silence.
Thirteen removed the hammer from Twenty's body, and a renewed burst of sparks jettisoned from his chest cavity. Twenty turned his head slowly to the side, and began to laugh, slowly, and painfully, but he began to laugh. It was strange to the android, to die slowly. To be able to at least have a moment to reflect, instead of it all ending instantly, as it had done for him so many times before. He made one last chuckle, and then gave the sadly clueless Krillin a final response.
"No."
And then he died.
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The room was bright, shiny and smelled like old people. The android immediately knew it was some sort of medical facility. His crimson eyes looked around the room he was in curiously, and then he sat up, apparently in a bed.
"Good, you're finally awake. Took you a while to come around after the regeneration process." a man dressed in the white, sterile clothing of a doctor stated, noticing the android was awake.
"So, I suppose this means I'm alive?" Android 20 asked.
"Sorry to disappoint if you were hoping you wouldn't be, but yes, you are." the doctor answered smartly.
"Fine. Now how do I get out of here? They said you could transport us to whichever planet of our choosing." Android 20 muttered irritatedly. "I have someone to track down."
"Oh, that, of course. Just name the planet and we'll make sure you get there as soon as you're feeling better." the doctor consoled the android.
"I feel fine, but you won't be if you don't tell me how to get off this rock!" Android 20 snapped, his usual volatile temperment already back again.
"Well don't blame me when you twist a hip or something, old-timer. What's the planet?" the doctor asked snottily.
"Earth." Twenty answered quickly, and then continued. "And by the way my good man..."
Crack
Twenty's fist collided with the jaw of the doctor in a flash, sending him spiraling across the room.
"Don't you EVER call me an old-timer!"
OOC: *wants to go to Earth* =)
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