05-18-2007, 04:39 PM
The sign up booths were chaotic with activity. Fighters streamed towards the audition tables while hoards of spectators enjoyed the pre-game events lining the extensive midway. The Midnight Rising landed with a giant banner on each wing displaying what looked like a yellow sunburst on a red field. Some of the onlookers who were CNN junkies recognized the standard of the Regulators and flocked to the barriers around the landing pad. A chorus of jack boots marching in step accompanied the figures that exited the hatch in the side of the jet black transport ship.
Two Arlians wearing brilliantly polished red and gold uniforms came out first, the same sunburst like design on tabards worn over their chest, and four identically adorned soldiers behind a very tall hairless human wearing black pants and a black cloak over a bare torso.
?It?s Yamu! YAMU!? Someone in the crowd screamed as the massive warrior marched towards the sign up accompanied by his escort. He gave the crowd a wave as more shouts broke out,
?We loved you last year!?
?You rocked in Dragon Kart, man!?
?Going to keep a better map this time??
Yamu laughed at the last one and shook a few hands as he swept through the crowd, a bubble being forced around the soldiers marching in lock step. The ebony eyed warrior finally made it to the table, where a very frightened young woman took his information.
?N-name please??
?Yamu the Conqueror. I?m returning from last year.?
?Oh?good we have all your physical information on our database already?so you won?t have to redo that but?I do need another set of photos and video coverage of your fighting abilities?is-is that ok??
?Hmm?? The vein covered juggernaut surveyed the sign up area finding a tailed warrior at a table nearby. ?The video is supposed to show off our fighting prowess, eh??
?Yes, sir.?
Yamu leapt in a crimson flash of Kaioken across the crowded thoroughfare pushing a strong breeze with him that almost blew some of the spectators down. The camera operator rushed after him, spinning his lens quickly into focus. A red tinted overhand right collided with the unknown Saiya-Jin?s chin, making his jaw crack loud enough for the camera to pick up. The tailed fighter spun over the table causing screams from the workers and fans alike as they scattered to get out of the way. Blood pouring from his mouth that dark haired warrior pounced in a counter strike his hands curled into claws. Yamu shifted side to side dodging the powerful but slow blows until he saw an opening. With lighting speed he drilled a knee under an incoming punch and deep into the other contestant?s midsection. He pointed his right index finger directly above the back of the Saiya-Jin?s head as he lay curled around his thigh, ?Shotgun.?
The armored warrior spun from the immense concussive blast and remained motionless but alive on his back on the ground. Yamu placed his leg on top of the man?s heaving chest and flexed his tree trunk sized bicep as he looked into the camera, ?There?s your still frame.?
Two Arlians wearing brilliantly polished red and gold uniforms came out first, the same sunburst like design on tabards worn over their chest, and four identically adorned soldiers behind a very tall hairless human wearing black pants and a black cloak over a bare torso.
?It?s Yamu! YAMU!? Someone in the crowd screamed as the massive warrior marched towards the sign up accompanied by his escort. He gave the crowd a wave as more shouts broke out,
?We loved you last year!?
?You rocked in Dragon Kart, man!?
?Going to keep a better map this time??
Yamu laughed at the last one and shook a few hands as he swept through the crowd, a bubble being forced around the soldiers marching in lock step. The ebony eyed warrior finally made it to the table, where a very frightened young woman took his information.
?N-name please??
?Yamu the Conqueror. I?m returning from last year.?
?Oh?good we have all your physical information on our database already?so you won?t have to redo that but?I do need another set of photos and video coverage of your fighting abilities?is-is that ok??
?Hmm?? The vein covered juggernaut surveyed the sign up area finding a tailed warrior at a table nearby. ?The video is supposed to show off our fighting prowess, eh??
?Yes, sir.?
Yamu leapt in a crimson flash of Kaioken across the crowded thoroughfare pushing a strong breeze with him that almost blew some of the spectators down. The camera operator rushed after him, spinning his lens quickly into focus. A red tinted overhand right collided with the unknown Saiya-Jin?s chin, making his jaw crack loud enough for the camera to pick up. The tailed fighter spun over the table causing screams from the workers and fans alike as they scattered to get out of the way. Blood pouring from his mouth that dark haired warrior pounced in a counter strike his hands curled into claws. Yamu shifted side to side dodging the powerful but slow blows until he saw an opening. With lighting speed he drilled a knee under an incoming punch and deep into the other contestant?s midsection. He pointed his right index finger directly above the back of the Saiya-Jin?s head as he lay curled around his thigh, ?Shotgun.?
The armored warrior spun from the immense concussive blast and remained motionless but alive on his back on the ground. Yamu placed his leg on top of the man?s heaving chest and flexed his tree trunk sized bicep as he looked into the camera, ?There?s your still frame.?
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Dante's Abyss 2007 Runner-Up