[PS] Burter's Dojo

[Joe Android 15]

By now Fifteen had a taste of what the competition in Dante's Abyss would be like, and with that in mind, he started to prepare. He took out his reliable wine bottle, and chugged a mouthful, emptying the whole thing. He looked into the opening of the little silver can to make sure there weren't any left. A noticeable frown came across the tiny warriors face, he wasn't pleased. Fifteen was concentrated on Dante's Abyss than drinking this time, he made a serious expression and undressed his suit, revealing a super small size black tank-top. The small cyborg placed his suit and the wine bottle aside near where he was about to start his training.

Fifteen stretched hard and let out a lazy yawn before getting into a fighting position. He crouched down as low as possible, although he was already pretty damn short. The tiny android raised his hands and tightened them hard. In the same position he flexed his tiny muscles and let out a big yell. The yell was truly terrorizing, it caught everybody's attention. Seeing it was only the small android, everybody turned away and minded their own business, ignoring the small figure completely.

The fist extended out, as the android threw a couple of jabs into the air. He followed the punches by a couple of kicks that was clearly used with equal strength. I will. I will prove to all of them that I can whup all of their asses. With that in mind, every shot he threw, every kick he sent became harder and harder. The seemingly weak cyborg pushed through limits and began to hit harder and harder. The thrive was good, the small android couldn't stop, it was his instinct which he was born with. Soon the android started visualizing the air as Goku, the man he was programmed and destined to kill. With each punch, he could already see the pain in Goku's expression and ugly grimace.

"DIE!!!!!!" bursted Android 15 all of sudden.

The android continued with the same rhythm. As he was training his killer instincts got to him. He no longer cared about what the others thought of him, he only had one thing in his mind and one thing only. Kill. The small cyborg was now in a crazed and berserk condition, there was no way of stopping the little metal man anymore. No doubt he was enjoying this. This was what he was, a fighter, a warrior, an assasin, an android.


Fist after fist, kick after kick Fifteen's movement seemed restless. A wierd grimace appeared on the small cyborg's face, it was a menacing look. A menacing grin. The crazy assaults of the small man was now uncontrolable not even to his own self. Electric fields started popping as the android continued his crazy, aggressive and ruthless training. The thrive was great, the rhythm was grand. As the android kept training he started to lose sense. Soon Fifteen had passed out on the floor.

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Android 15 woke up 20 minutes later, he had no idea what has just took place. He felt stronger from both inside and outside. He got up to his feet and examined the dojo, everybody was still there training at their hardest. The small warrior smiled as he walked to where his belongings were. He picked up his suit, and dressed himself up nicely before picking up the empty wine bottle. The android slumped down, and sat there trying to remeber what had happened to him before passing out.

OOC: God... I hope this works.. I got a lil carried away but hehehe, Suggestions and advice please