05-23-2007, 04:39 AM
Glancing around, Pikkon looked to the north. A full moon hung low in the sky, its image being replicated atop the sparkling sea. Pikkon moved forward towards the waters edge, he kicked a small rock into the water and watched as the ripples slowly spread out across the surface.
?What a beautiful sight,? the green warrior thought to himself as he took in as much of the beauty as he could, knowing that this was the beginning of what would very probably be a massacre of blood and gore.
With his supplied bag hung over his right shoulder Pikkon began to rummage through with his left hand, searching for the map. Pulling it out, he noticed he was right on the edge of the island, most likely away from most of the action.
Picking out the generic scouter from his bag Pikkon placed it over his right eye, pressing the small red button on the side the small green screen in front of his eyes flashed into action. ?Quite a few powerful warriors on this island,? he thought to himself as he noticed a few power levels located around the island.
Scrummaging again through his bag, the only thing that was at this point in time familiar to him, he pulled out his designated weapon. Laughing to himself he scrunched it up and placed it in his pocket.
?Not the weapon I would have chosen, but it will do nonetheless,? Pikkon mumbled to himself as a little smirk crossed his mouth.
The last item Pikkon retrieved from his bag before closing it again was the compass. Looking down at the map in hand, he knew where he was and knew where he wanted to go. But along the way would he find friend or foe? Eager to meet each Pikkon took one last glance over the beautiful ocean and the shinning moon before turning to the south and heading of to meet his destiny.
?What a beautiful sight,? the green warrior thought to himself as he took in as much of the beauty as he could, knowing that this was the beginning of what would very probably be a massacre of blood and gore.
With his supplied bag hung over his right shoulder Pikkon began to rummage through with his left hand, searching for the map. Pulling it out, he noticed he was right on the edge of the island, most likely away from most of the action.
Picking out the generic scouter from his bag Pikkon placed it over his right eye, pressing the small red button on the side the small green screen in front of his eyes flashed into action. ?Quite a few powerful warriors on this island,? he thought to himself as he noticed a few power levels located around the island.
Scrummaging again through his bag, the only thing that was at this point in time familiar to him, he pulled out his designated weapon. Laughing to himself he scrunched it up and placed it in his pocket.
?Not the weapon I would have chosen, but it will do nonetheless,? Pikkon mumbled to himself as a little smirk crossed his mouth.
The last item Pikkon retrieved from his bag before closing it again was the compass. Looking down at the map in hand, he knew where he was and knew where he wanted to go. But along the way would he find friend or foe? Eager to meet each Pikkon took one last glance over the beautiful ocean and the shinning moon before turning to the south and heading of to meet his destiny.