06-16-2006, 05:05 AM
Metal Koola sat in the corner of the room knocking his head on the wall. How the hell had he allowed such a stupid fucking attack to kill him!? It was absolutely aggravating! He didn't like the way things ended at all. To be taken out by a single bullet and lay there dead... after doing so well the entire game up to that point! Sure he was missing two fingers and he was slightly charred, but that was nothing. He'd been through worse before. Next year would be different though, he was going to train harder than he ever had before... and by the time the next tournament rolled around, he'd be ready. He'd win this game and kill everyone that stood in his way. Maybe he'd team up with Vegeta and Rei again, but that wasn't a necessity... he'd just have to see what those two were up to.
Looking down at his fingers, he bent them back and forth. It sure was nice to be able to use them again. As well as his ability to regenerate limbs... fly... and all sorts of nifty things that were disabled during the DA competition. He was now going to head to Earth and see what was going on. He exited the room and quickly made his way off the planet. It was time to train, and train hard. Maybe he could find a few odd-jobs to complete to build up his reputation.
Looking down at his fingers, he bent them back and forth. It sure was nice to be able to use them again. As well as his ability to regenerate limbs... fly... and all sorts of nifty things that were disabled during the DA competition. He was now going to head to Earth and see what was going on. He exited the room and quickly made his way off the planet. It was time to train, and train hard. Maybe he could find a few odd-jobs to complete to build up his reputation.