11-29-2006, 08:13 AM
Flooding the battle was the insanity of ki that flew through the air. So much that it was almost to the point of it looking like it wasn?t a battle, but merely a vibrant show to excite the fans. That?s it, all a game. That is, a game to the death. The dead man?s game of life or death, roll the dice Walter Cronkite. Choose your fate, or at least sway your fate in your favor. Fight, and have the chance of your throat not being slit or your legs being torn limb by limb. In the mind of the fourteen year-old boy he knew it wasn?t a game though. If he wanted to live, he had to fight and fight was what he planned on doing. The boy thought to himself, and he knew he wasn?t going to just give up his head for decapitation. No, he was going all out, or was he? After all, he still had one big thing up his sleeve. He had not yet told anyone about his mysterious technique that allowed his power to increase nearly ten fold. The technique was insanity at best, and he despised it. He wouldn?t be using it until he truly had to. This raging battle had taken the virginity of the battlefield. The first bloodshed in Dante?s Abyss: Conquest, but definitely not the last. There were going to be casualties, and Pigero would most likely be one of them. Don?t slack off, live. Fight back, and live. That was all he had to go for, and that he had Dante?s forces looking out for him.
The boy?s eyes locked across the battle field, not ready to engage he waited. His body stiffened in place, his eyes scanning the battle field looking for an opening, he was going to keep his cool. If he rushed in now, he would surely die or at least get his ass handed to him. No, he had to be smart and scope out an opening, and take it. Oblivious to the small ball of ki that ripped through the air, the boy continued to stay in complete focus of the battle. Looking onto the fighters who weren?t quite ?adept? to fighting, he smirked laughing at their stupidity in their movements. Too many unneeded movements, and way too many openings. That was fine for the fighters though, because their opponents were just as stupid, not taking advantage. Whizzing through the battle field was still the small, marble sized ball of ki. Unknown to the attack, the boy watched in depth of the battle. His ears rung from the extremity of the volume of the battle, but he didn?t show any signs of it. Then, like a needle hitting the floor in a silent room, the ball hit the boy?s temple head on. His body stiffened, and fell to the ground.
?Alright, whoever the FUCK threw that is going to get their ASS handed to THEM!? the boy cursed, slamming his heel into the dirt, giving his body momentum to get him into a vertical position.
Forgetting everything he had planned, the boy?s rage exploded around him in the form of his aura. Radiating around him was his neon green energy that warmed his body and increased his battle strength to his current state?s limitations. His eyes locked onto the battle, and without waiting any longer, he threw his body into the fray of the battle. Fists flew around him, which he sly fully ducked and dodged. For such a large army, not very many people were doing much. His eyes looked deeper into the battlefield as he saw his commander intense in battle against a changeling. He didn?t recognize the changeling, and he also didn?t look like other changelings. Why did he think of him as a changeling, because he could see in his eyes the same evil leer that he saw on the planet Vegeta.
Pigero turned his green eyes to see a familiar tone in the distance. As he thought, it was one of the men he had made the death bet with. Angered, he looked furiously around to find himself a target to keep up with the bet, but everyone was engaged in a battle, or two. Then his eyes caught sight of a familiar companion, who was wearing the most ridiculous mask ever. It was the elderly man Gohan, and he was firing an exhilarating blast of energy across the field. The man hollered the words ?Masenko? which must have been the key words for the attack. Cocking his head to the side, the boy vaulted through the air toward the old man. His body leaned and drove through the army of fighters, and toward his destination. Arriving quickly at the human?s location, his mouth curled into a particularly large grin.
?Gramps, that?s a nice technique you have!? the boy exhaled, grabbing his chest, not really in pain but rather for the expression, and his eye caught a glimpse of a fist flying in his direction.
Exclaiming a loud curse word, his body ducked down to the ground and he unleashed a heavy heave with his elbow. Connecting to its target, the man?s body froze and staggered backward giving a huge opening for an attack.
?Humph,? Gohan stated, un-amused with the boy?s actions.
The obsidian haired youngster?s arm charged foreword, his fingers sliding into a perilous position. As his brows lowered, a gleaming ball of green ki began to whiz and form at his palm. The daze eyes of the solider who was about to be defeated opened, and he knew his defeat was forthcoming.
?Triangle,? the boy bellowed, the ki exploding larger in his palm. ?CANNON!?
Upon the call of the attack, its energy levels exceeded its standards and ripped through the air. The thoughts of death quickly ran through the mind of the soon to be victim, and it only weakened him. Instead of fuel for the fight, it was a match to the gasoline. One final bang, before all running out. Finally the gleaming ball of death ripped into the exterior of the man, and the boy watched as he was quickly ?done with?.
?Now, Gramps. You were saying?? the boy taunted, sneering at him.
The old man couldn?t help but admit defeat. He had after all, shown an amazing feat of fortitude and power. His glance stayed on the boy, whose eyes widened as he saw something in the distance flying toward him. It was a long beam of energy that?s power highly exceeded the old man?s and the boy?s. The strength of the beam was nearly five times the strength of the boy, in his current state.
?MOVE!? the boy screamed, pushing the war veteran to the left.
Though the move looked stupid, the boy?s arms tensed up increasing his power at an alarming rate. The shade of his eye color began to morph, and turn to a rather light color. Turning from light green, it changed to a bright white. His aura took the same transformation, changing from the light green to a blinding white aura. If a scouter were present, his power would be accelerating at an enormous rate. Capping at around ten times his normal power, the boy?s body collided with the large stream of energy, and he wrapped his hands around it. Burning his hands the boy kept his hands wrapped around the beam of energy until it lost all its power. His body returned to normal, and he paused before looking at his companion.
?I think I?ll just lay-? he muttered, before falling into the grasp of the old man.
OOC-
Okay, I thought it was pretty sexy. Sorry for some bulky paragraphs, but I just wanted it to be good.
Summary-
Pigero has entered the fray.
He met up with GG.
Did some fighting.
Flashed into his Spirtken form for a moment, only to stop a blast that was going to hit Gramps.
More stuff, just read xD
The boy?s eyes locked across the battle field, not ready to engage he waited. His body stiffened in place, his eyes scanning the battle field looking for an opening, he was going to keep his cool. If he rushed in now, he would surely die or at least get his ass handed to him. No, he had to be smart and scope out an opening, and take it. Oblivious to the small ball of ki that ripped through the air, the boy continued to stay in complete focus of the battle. Looking onto the fighters who weren?t quite ?adept? to fighting, he smirked laughing at their stupidity in their movements. Too many unneeded movements, and way too many openings. That was fine for the fighters though, because their opponents were just as stupid, not taking advantage. Whizzing through the battle field was still the small, marble sized ball of ki. Unknown to the attack, the boy watched in depth of the battle. His ears rung from the extremity of the volume of the battle, but he didn?t show any signs of it. Then, like a needle hitting the floor in a silent room, the ball hit the boy?s temple head on. His body stiffened, and fell to the ground.
?Alright, whoever the FUCK threw that is going to get their ASS handed to THEM!? the boy cursed, slamming his heel into the dirt, giving his body momentum to get him into a vertical position.
Forgetting everything he had planned, the boy?s rage exploded around him in the form of his aura. Radiating around him was his neon green energy that warmed his body and increased his battle strength to his current state?s limitations. His eyes locked onto the battle, and without waiting any longer, he threw his body into the fray of the battle. Fists flew around him, which he sly fully ducked and dodged. For such a large army, not very many people were doing much. His eyes looked deeper into the battlefield as he saw his commander intense in battle against a changeling. He didn?t recognize the changeling, and he also didn?t look like other changelings. Why did he think of him as a changeling, because he could see in his eyes the same evil leer that he saw on the planet Vegeta.
Pigero turned his green eyes to see a familiar tone in the distance. As he thought, it was one of the men he had made the death bet with. Angered, he looked furiously around to find himself a target to keep up with the bet, but everyone was engaged in a battle, or two. Then his eyes caught sight of a familiar companion, who was wearing the most ridiculous mask ever. It was the elderly man Gohan, and he was firing an exhilarating blast of energy across the field. The man hollered the words ?Masenko? which must have been the key words for the attack. Cocking his head to the side, the boy vaulted through the air toward the old man. His body leaned and drove through the army of fighters, and toward his destination. Arriving quickly at the human?s location, his mouth curled into a particularly large grin.
?Gramps, that?s a nice technique you have!? the boy exhaled, grabbing his chest, not really in pain but rather for the expression, and his eye caught a glimpse of a fist flying in his direction.
Exclaiming a loud curse word, his body ducked down to the ground and he unleashed a heavy heave with his elbow. Connecting to its target, the man?s body froze and staggered backward giving a huge opening for an attack.
?Humph,? Gohan stated, un-amused with the boy?s actions.
The obsidian haired youngster?s arm charged foreword, his fingers sliding into a perilous position. As his brows lowered, a gleaming ball of green ki began to whiz and form at his palm. The daze eyes of the solider who was about to be defeated opened, and he knew his defeat was forthcoming.
?Triangle,? the boy bellowed, the ki exploding larger in his palm. ?CANNON!?
Upon the call of the attack, its energy levels exceeded its standards and ripped through the air. The thoughts of death quickly ran through the mind of the soon to be victim, and it only weakened him. Instead of fuel for the fight, it was a match to the gasoline. One final bang, before all running out. Finally the gleaming ball of death ripped into the exterior of the man, and the boy watched as he was quickly ?done with?.
?Now, Gramps. You were saying?? the boy taunted, sneering at him.
The old man couldn?t help but admit defeat. He had after all, shown an amazing feat of fortitude and power. His glance stayed on the boy, whose eyes widened as he saw something in the distance flying toward him. It was a long beam of energy that?s power highly exceeded the old man?s and the boy?s. The strength of the beam was nearly five times the strength of the boy, in his current state.
?MOVE!? the boy screamed, pushing the war veteran to the left.
Though the move looked stupid, the boy?s arms tensed up increasing his power at an alarming rate. The shade of his eye color began to morph, and turn to a rather light color. Turning from light green, it changed to a bright white. His aura took the same transformation, changing from the light green to a blinding white aura. If a scouter were present, his power would be accelerating at an enormous rate. Capping at around ten times his normal power, the boy?s body collided with the large stream of energy, and he wrapped his hands around it. Burning his hands the boy kept his hands wrapped around the beam of energy until it lost all its power. His body returned to normal, and he paused before looking at his companion.
?I think I?ll just lay-? he muttered, before falling into the grasp of the old man.
OOC-
Okay, I thought it was pretty sexy. Sorry for some bulky paragraphs, but I just wanted it to be good.
Summary-
Pigero has entered the fray.
He met up with GG.
Did some fighting.
Flashed into his Spirtken form for a moment, only to stop a blast that was going to hit Gramps.
More stuff, just read xD