05-23-2007, 05:48 AM
The board was set. The pieces were in place.
Game on, baby.
Bardock hit the ground, adjusted the shoulder strap on his bag, and kicked off running. He tapped the device on his face, fingers grazing the collar around his neck. His coal black eyes scanned the darkness of his surroundings.
?Scouter, map! Location!? he harped.
The green screen displayed a digitized version of the Dante island map. It was similar to the previous year, but some of the locations had switched around, and more landmarks had been added. A tiny blue blip appeared where he was, and was moving fast.
The day had barely just begun, but he was on the move. With forty-four contestants, it wouldn?t be at all difficult to find some of the slower ones right off the bat. The map was filled, and now was the best time for action. It would be an early morning rush for everyone: those scrambling to find their alliances, those uneasy about their starting location, or simply others who were thinking the same thing Bardock was. Fighters would be vulnerable alone. The roughneck had to take advantage of this. It was a ripe opportunity that had to be seized without falter.
Move fast. Strike hard. Kill anything that moves. No hesitation.
The saiyan mentally drilled the concepts, keeping a laser focus. His shifty eyes scoured the horizon. His ability to sense energy was stripped away, leaving him without a large proximity of awareness. Whether he found him or they found them didn?t really matter?death was nigh. The viewers gorge themselves on the bloodshed, or tingle with excitement over the many encounters that were sure to come.
They were out there somewhere. Bardock was sure to find them.
Move fast. Strike hard. Kill anything that moves. No hesitation.
A shudder of exhilaration coursed through his body. He could suppress a smile no longer. The thrill of the hunt overcame his self-control.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
Game on, baby.
Bardock hit the ground, adjusted the shoulder strap on his bag, and kicked off running. He tapped the device on his face, fingers grazing the collar around his neck. His coal black eyes scanned the darkness of his surroundings.
?Scouter, map! Location!? he harped.
The green screen displayed a digitized version of the Dante island map. It was similar to the previous year, but some of the locations had switched around, and more landmarks had been added. A tiny blue blip appeared where he was, and was moving fast.
The day had barely just begun, but he was on the move. With forty-four contestants, it wouldn?t be at all difficult to find some of the slower ones right off the bat. The map was filled, and now was the best time for action. It would be an early morning rush for everyone: those scrambling to find their alliances, those uneasy about their starting location, or simply others who were thinking the same thing Bardock was. Fighters would be vulnerable alone. The roughneck had to take advantage of this. It was a ripe opportunity that had to be seized without falter.
Move fast. Strike hard. Kill anything that moves. No hesitation.
The saiyan mentally drilled the concepts, keeping a laser focus. His shifty eyes scoured the horizon. His ability to sense energy was stripped away, leaving him without a large proximity of awareness. Whether he found him or they found them didn?t really matter?death was nigh. The viewers gorge themselves on the bloodshed, or tingle with excitement over the many encounters that were sure to come.
They were out there somewhere. Bardock was sure to find them.
Move fast. Strike hard. Kill anything that moves. No hesitation.
A shudder of exhilaration coursed through his body. He could suppress a smile no longer. The thrill of the hunt overcame his self-control.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
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