05-20-2007, 08:43 PM
The red fighter found himself in a familiar area, a large building with lines of bulky men flooding out the doors. The last time he saw something like this, it was to register to fight in a war. He stood motionless, as the acts of violence zipped through his thoughts, with the final picture of pressing a small button and killing himself. In that time, he didn?t want anything to do with senseless acts of violence, but now, he wanted to test his skill and techniques against those who were of equal stature. There was still the sense of remorse for the innocents who?s lives he had taken, and he would stay true to his vow to never senselessly kill again, but as long as he was killing other soldiers it wasn?t senseless.
A large sense of hesitance overwhelmed his body as he began to walk towards the building, pushing men out of his way to get to the front of the line. Grunts of aggravation of the red fighter?s acts filled the air. Once inside, it was how it was last time. Rows of registration desks and attendants with clipboards approaching men who were just standing around, brightly lit by rows upon rows of florescent lights, and in the back a long line of teletubes rested against the wall.
Jeice slowly walked to a registration desk, moving in front of people in line and waited for the man already being helped to finish. Within seconds, the man walked away with a folded piece of paper and headed towards the teletubes.
?Hello sir?are you signing up?? The squeaky voice of the attendant cracked through the red fighter?s ears.
?Yeah, I am.? He replied in a monotone voice.
?Ok then, you?ll need to fill this out.? The man replied as he held out a form and a pencil.
Jeice snatched the paper out of his hand and quickly reviewed it, filling out all of the questions about his basic information, his name, age, height, weight, the usual personal questions. He quickly finished and handed the paper back to the young man behind the desk.
?Ok, just step right this way, we?re going to need you to display your abilities and take some pictures to match a face to your information?right here, sir.? He moved Jeice into a highlighted square. ?Ok, now just stand up straight and?? A blinding flash made the red fighter tightly squint. ?Ok, perfect, now just show me some of your abilities.?
The red fighter dropped down to a low stance and began focusing his energy. A bright red aura busted from his body and engulfed him. He stood upright and pointed his hand at the man?s desk. A small ki orb form in front of his palm, and the red fighter lightly tossed it into the mans desk, completely destroying it.
?You mean something like that?? Jeice asked.
?Yes, sir, that will be fine. Here is your form, just go to the back of the room and step through one of the vacant teletubes.
Jeice quickly started walking to the back of the room, and hopped into the nearest empty teletube. He felt his body dematerialize and materialize, in seconds he was at the meeting grounds. There was no turning back now, he would have to live out his decision.
(OOC: Bit rushed, but I'm in.)
A large sense of hesitance overwhelmed his body as he began to walk towards the building, pushing men out of his way to get to the front of the line. Grunts of aggravation of the red fighter?s acts filled the air. Once inside, it was how it was last time. Rows of registration desks and attendants with clipboards approaching men who were just standing around, brightly lit by rows upon rows of florescent lights, and in the back a long line of teletubes rested against the wall.
Jeice slowly walked to a registration desk, moving in front of people in line and waited for the man already being helped to finish. Within seconds, the man walked away with a folded piece of paper and headed towards the teletubes.
?Hello sir?are you signing up?? The squeaky voice of the attendant cracked through the red fighter?s ears.
?Yeah, I am.? He replied in a monotone voice.
?Ok then, you?ll need to fill this out.? The man replied as he held out a form and a pencil.
Jeice snatched the paper out of his hand and quickly reviewed it, filling out all of the questions about his basic information, his name, age, height, weight, the usual personal questions. He quickly finished and handed the paper back to the young man behind the desk.
?Ok, just step right this way, we?re going to need you to display your abilities and take some pictures to match a face to your information?right here, sir.? He moved Jeice into a highlighted square. ?Ok, now just stand up straight and?? A blinding flash made the red fighter tightly squint. ?Ok, perfect, now just show me some of your abilities.?
The red fighter dropped down to a low stance and began focusing his energy. A bright red aura busted from his body and engulfed him. He stood upright and pointed his hand at the man?s desk. A small ki orb form in front of his palm, and the red fighter lightly tossed it into the mans desk, completely destroying it.
?You mean something like that?? Jeice asked.
?Yes, sir, that will be fine. Here is your form, just go to the back of the room and step through one of the vacant teletubes.
Jeice quickly started walking to the back of the room, and hopped into the nearest empty teletube. He felt his body dematerialize and materialize, in seconds he was at the meeting grounds. There was no turning back now, he would have to live out his decision.
(OOC: Bit rushed, but I'm in.)
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