05-23-2007, 12:49 PM
Buu almost wanted to complain that he?d had no time to explore the Pre-Show area. But he knew the rules. In Dante?s Abyss, there was no time to wait for any one person. If you sagged behind, you were dead.
With that in mind, the monster checked his bag. ?I better get a fucking weapon this year ?? he grumbled, throwing his map and compass behind him as he dug down for the real goods. ?I swear to the Kais, if I find another fucking book filled with--OH SWEET KI SWORD!?
The golem pulled out the device and twirled it, a look of sheer joy radiating from his face. He bent his knees and pretended to spar with the air, slashing and slicing with an excitement only Dante?s Abyss could bring. For people like Super Buu, this really was better than Christmas.
Switching off the sword and tucking it into his belt, Supes threw everything haphazardly back in his bag and shouldered it. ?Time to get moving ??
Walking through the long trees, Buu felt slightly unnerved. Owls were hooting, and from time to time a rustle would cause him to tense up, only to never be heard again. To make matters worse, as he stepped out into a clearing he realised just where he was.
?Oh I get it.? He sneered up at the sky, as if he would find Karl Jak hiding up there snickering. ?Really fucking funny.?
They had dropped him in a graveyard.
With a sigh, Buu set out to find anything he could use. As far as he knew, he was the only student of Lord Vine?s here, so Metal Binding would be a great foot up on the competition. Jogging over to the large building which contained the yet-to-be-buried corpses, Supes glanced around at the walls. Candle holders, statues, nails ? all of it was good.
Throwing his palms out, Buu quickly grabbed the material with his mind and sent it zooming towards him. A bit of crashing was inevitable, but it was being quiet versus getting it done fast. Either way he was going to be vulnerable during the process.
His mind focused. Molecules shifted, forging new links and molding together into the shape the golem held in his mind. At first, it was just a mass of pulsating metal, and then slowly ? slowly ?
Buu opened his eyes. ?Brrring brrring, motherfucker.?
Feeling like a taller, better-looking Mace Windu, the golem set off. Soon the island would come to fear the sound of his bell.
With that in mind, the monster checked his bag. ?I better get a fucking weapon this year ?? he grumbled, throwing his map and compass behind him as he dug down for the real goods. ?I swear to the Kais, if I find another fucking book filled with--OH SWEET KI SWORD!?
The golem pulled out the device and twirled it, a look of sheer joy radiating from his face. He bent his knees and pretended to spar with the air, slashing and slicing with an excitement only Dante?s Abyss could bring. For people like Super Buu, this really was better than Christmas.
Switching off the sword and tucking it into his belt, Supes threw everything haphazardly back in his bag and shouldered it. ?Time to get moving ??
Walking through the long trees, Buu felt slightly unnerved. Owls were hooting, and from time to time a rustle would cause him to tense up, only to never be heard again. To make matters worse, as he stepped out into a clearing he realised just where he was.
?Oh I get it.? He sneered up at the sky, as if he would find Karl Jak hiding up there snickering. ?Really fucking funny.?
They had dropped him in a graveyard.
With a sigh, Buu set out to find anything he could use. As far as he knew, he was the only student of Lord Vine?s here, so Metal Binding would be a great foot up on the competition. Jogging over to the large building which contained the yet-to-be-buried corpses, Supes glanced around at the walls. Candle holders, statues, nails ? all of it was good.
Throwing his palms out, Buu quickly grabbed the material with his mind and sent it zooming towards him. A bit of crashing was inevitable, but it was being quiet versus getting it done fast. Either way he was going to be vulnerable during the process.
His mind focused. Molecules shifted, forging new links and molding together into the shape the golem held in his mind. At first, it was just a mass of pulsating metal, and then slowly ? slowly ?
Buu opened his eyes. ?Brrring brrring, motherfucker.?
Feeling like a taller, better-looking Mace Windu, the golem set off. Soon the island would come to fear the sound of his bell.
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