05-21-2007, 05:19 AM
Something was summoning Metal Koola away from his current mission. He didn't really feel like abandoning what he was doing so early into it, but something else was driving him back to Vegeta. What was it? He stood in front ofSomething was summoning Metal Koola away from his current mission. He didn't really feel like abandoning what he was doing so early into it, but something else was driving him back to Vegeta. What was it? He stood in front of the large doors that stood in his way of learning a new ability. He wanted to press onward, but he kept feeling a reason to go back.
That?s it! He finally locked onto it. Dante?s Abyss signups were going on. How had he not sensed this earlier!? This was his chance to make up for the horrible experience he had last time. Dying so easily so fast? that wasn?t acceptable in the least. Now was his chance to turn things around and actually win the tournament like he had done so many years back. He was so there!
Touching his hand to the teleportation belt he spoke the necessary command and motioned for Cargo to join him. ?I?m leaving, you can make up your mind real quick.? And with that Metal Koola flashed off of the planet.
?Who?s next?? the attendant asked, summoning the next person in line to step forward. In a flash, MK appeared in the front of the line, cutting everyone off. The man behind him tripped over his metallic tail and the changeling flicked his foot back, knocking the fallen warrior completely out of the line.
?The name?s Metal Koola, I?ll be winning the tournament this year.? He smirked and crossed his arms as the attendant took down the androids name and information.
?Step that way sir, the tournament will begin rather shortly. You certainly cut the deadline close!? He handed MK a nametag and showed him over to the waiting area. This was going to be a fight to remember, the changeling was going to make sure of it.
That?s it! He finally locked onto it. Dante?s Abyss signups were going on. How had he not sensed this earlier!? This was his chance to make up for the horrible experience he had last time. Dying so easily so fast? that wasn?t acceptable in the least. Now was his chance to turn things around and actually win the tournament like he had done so many years back. He was so there!
Touching his hand to the teleportation belt he spoke the necessary command and motioned for Cargo to join him. ?I?m leaving, you can make up your mind real quick.? And with that Metal Koola flashed off of the planet.
?Who?s next?? the attendant asked, summoning the next person in line to step forward. In a flash, MK appeared in the front of the line, cutting everyone off. The man behind him tripped over his metallic tail and the changeling flicked his foot back, knocking the fallen warrior completely out of the line.
?The name?s Metal Koola, I?ll be winning the tournament this year.? He smirked and crossed his arms as the attendant took down the androids name and information.
?Step that way sir, the tournament will begin rather shortly. You certainly cut the deadline close!? He handed MK a nametag and showed him over to the waiting area. This was going to be a fight to remember, the changeling was going to make sure of it.