11-19-2006, 02:33 AM
Sazuaa rematerialized in a large lounge like room, filled with fighters seemingly from every corner of the universe. He took a single step out of the teletube pad and stopped, suddenly he felt his stomach retch, his vision became blurry and he started feeling dizzy. It had been some time since Sazuaa had last used a teletube, so long infact that he had forgot the effect it had on him. Bringing his left hand up to cover his mouth as he struggled to stop himself from spewing his guts up.
Still struggling to see the non-transformer uneasily made his way up to a comfy looking leather chair away from the other fighters. Sitting himself down, Sazuaa hid his face in his hands. ?Ugh, I?m never, ever doing that again? he muttered to himself as he slowly started to recover from the jetlag.
His vision steadily returning to normal, he decided to check out the competition. From first glance not many warriors had turned up for Dantes Abyss, a lot less than Sazuaa had estimated. There was however a good mixture of races taking part, even some creatures Sazuaa didn?t know of.
The alien warrior let out a yawn, when does this thing begin he asked himself. Across the room there appeared to be a sort of cluster of fighters forming between some of the more colourful characters in the room. A young human girl, most likely in her teens, a mohawked swordsman, and two tough looking fighters, one male, one female. All of whom seemed to have a unbridled passion for peaches.
The non-transformer paused for a second, it was hard to tell from so far away, but it seemed that the two dark haired warriors had tails, Sazuaa couldn?t help but be taken aback for a moment. He had heard tales of a race of savage beings with tails that laid siege to planets across the universe in the past, the Saiyans.
Saiyans, a race notorious for their brutal and ruthless style of combat, oh how Sazuaa had longed to fight one on one against one of those monkeys. Sazuaa tightened his fist, what a perfect opportunity, and it had simple fell into his lap, the chance to battle against a saiyan. He felt himself begin to shake with excitement. The contest had just got a whole lot more interesting.
Still struggling to see the non-transformer uneasily made his way up to a comfy looking leather chair away from the other fighters. Sitting himself down, Sazuaa hid his face in his hands. ?Ugh, I?m never, ever doing that again? he muttered to himself as he slowly started to recover from the jetlag.
His vision steadily returning to normal, he decided to check out the competition. From first glance not many warriors had turned up for Dantes Abyss, a lot less than Sazuaa had estimated. There was however a good mixture of races taking part, even some creatures Sazuaa didn?t know of.
The alien warrior let out a yawn, when does this thing begin he asked himself. Across the room there appeared to be a sort of cluster of fighters forming between some of the more colourful characters in the room. A young human girl, most likely in her teens, a mohawked swordsman, and two tough looking fighters, one male, one female. All of whom seemed to have a unbridled passion for peaches.
The non-transformer paused for a second, it was hard to tell from so far away, but it seemed that the two dark haired warriors had tails, Sazuaa couldn?t help but be taken aback for a moment. He had heard tales of a race of savage beings with tails that laid siege to planets across the universe in the past, the Saiyans.
Saiyans, a race notorious for their brutal and ruthless style of combat, oh how Sazuaa had longed to fight one on one against one of those monkeys. Sazuaa tightened his fist, what a perfect opportunity, and it had simple fell into his lap, the chance to battle against a saiyan. He felt himself begin to shake with excitement. The contest had just got a whole lot more interesting.