05-24-2007, 07:46 PM
It was raining then too...
With an uncharacteristic frown, Raditzu watched the rain fall from the large window in the principal's office. Outside, the fauna-laden terrain of the island had melted into the rocky plateaus of the Planet Vegeta. All across the plateau lay dead saiyans, their bodies dripping from the rain, and their armor splattered with blood. Once more Raditzu looked upon himself lifting a woman into the air and quickly ending her harmless life.
Without actually moving, Raditzu found himself standing above the fresh corpse. His younger self had already taken off and there was no one else in sight. Woman lay on her back, her now-lifeless eyes staring up into the rain. Raindrops rolled down her cheeks as though they were tears from her eyes. It was a touching sight, or would have been to most people; the long-haired warrior found himself chuckling.
He could clearly remember the look in her eyes just before she had died. She had been scared, frightened, and wholly defeated. She was no soldier, no warrior, and she had no place on a battlefield. Her body was soft and her movements had been filled with hesitation. Even in death her body lay half-curled up and a look of terror was frozen on her face. To a warrior, and moreso to a saiyan, it was a disgusting sight. But despite that, Raditzu looked down at the woman with a slight grin. His eyes shone with a form of eagerness, almost joy, that he rarely showed.
"If you only knew..."
Rad's thought was cut short by the sharp crack of thunder and lightning. Whether it had occurred in his daydreaming, or it had actually happened in the island, was impossible for the saiyan to tell. He found himself suddenly staring down at the spot where Gohan had been laying. On the ground not far off was the ex-contestants survival bag. With a leisurely stride, Rad scooped up the bag and took a seat in the rather posh chair that had probably been intended for the principal.
Jabbing his hand into the bag, Rad rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a large chunk of bread. All the contestants had been provided with rations and Rad was more than happy to save his own until he absolutely needed them. As he chewed on the rather tasteless meal, the saiyan pulled the bag open all the way and peeked inside. The shock of what was staring back at him almost knocked the warrior out of his chair.
"You have gotta be kidding me." With an overabundance of excitement, Raditzu pulled a small, plush Raditzu doll out of the bag.
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"Ahh! Someone help me!"
In his right hand, Raditzu held his doll and in his left he held a piece of bread. But not just any piece of bread, this particular piece had been chewed to roughly resemble a person. Rad spoke with a high, squeaky voice and move the bread-doll up on and down as he spoke.
"Oh please, isn't there anyone who can save?!"
"Don't worry!" With a swoosh noise, the Raditzu doll came flying down towards the bread-based damsel in distress. "Everything's ok now that Raditzu is here!" The saiyan felt the need to drop his voice as low as possible when voicing himself.
"Oh Raditzu! You're so cool. I'm sure you can save me!"
Dropping the bread "woman" Raditzu picked up another bread person, who's head inexplicably shaped like a triangle. The newcomer came flying into Raditzu with a pow.
"I don't think so, Raditzu. You may be strong and fast and super handsome, but you're going down!" Rad dropped the 'bad guy' and picked the woman back up.
"Oh no, please Rad, save me from the stupid, ugly, idiot Vegeta!"
With another woosh Rad moved the bread woman from Vegeta's side of the principal's desk to the Rad-doll's side of the desk. Now he held the Rad doll and Vegeta, the two facing down in what was obviously an intense confrontation.
"What did you do?" Vegeta squeaked.
"Hahahaha! I'll try to slow down for you next time, Vegeta!"
"Grrr... you've always been completely better than me, but today you DIE!"
As the bread-Vegeta bobbed up and down, the Rad doll weaved back and forth, dodging a salvo of pew-pews. As Vegeta tired, his attack slowed and his "breathing" noise grew louder and louder. Naturally, Raditzu was completely unharmed.
"Its been fun, Veggie, but I think it time to end this. Heeee-YAH!"
The Rad doll slammed into Vegeta, who's head went flying into the real Rad's mouth. Inbetween munches of delicious Vegeta head, Rad cackled and performed a victory dance with his doll.
"And that," Raditzu said to no one in particular, "is how Raditzu saved the day."
With an uncharacteristic frown, Raditzu watched the rain fall from the large window in the principal's office. Outside, the fauna-laden terrain of the island had melted into the rocky plateaus of the Planet Vegeta. All across the plateau lay dead saiyans, their bodies dripping from the rain, and their armor splattered with blood. Once more Raditzu looked upon himself lifting a woman into the air and quickly ending her harmless life.
Without actually moving, Raditzu found himself standing above the fresh corpse. His younger self had already taken off and there was no one else in sight. Woman lay on her back, her now-lifeless eyes staring up into the rain. Raindrops rolled down her cheeks as though they were tears from her eyes. It was a touching sight, or would have been to most people; the long-haired warrior found himself chuckling.
He could clearly remember the look in her eyes just before she had died. She had been scared, frightened, and wholly defeated. She was no soldier, no warrior, and she had no place on a battlefield. Her body was soft and her movements had been filled with hesitation. Even in death her body lay half-curled up and a look of terror was frozen on her face. To a warrior, and moreso to a saiyan, it was a disgusting sight. But despite that, Raditzu looked down at the woman with a slight grin. His eyes shone with a form of eagerness, almost joy, that he rarely showed.
"If you only knew..."
Rad's thought was cut short by the sharp crack of thunder and lightning. Whether it had occurred in his daydreaming, or it had actually happened in the island, was impossible for the saiyan to tell. He found himself suddenly staring down at the spot where Gohan had been laying. On the ground not far off was the ex-contestants survival bag. With a leisurely stride, Rad scooped up the bag and took a seat in the rather posh chair that had probably been intended for the principal.
Jabbing his hand into the bag, Rad rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a large chunk of bread. All the contestants had been provided with rations and Rad was more than happy to save his own until he absolutely needed them. As he chewed on the rather tasteless meal, the saiyan pulled the bag open all the way and peeked inside. The shock of what was staring back at him almost knocked the warrior out of his chair.
"You have gotta be kidding me." With an overabundance of excitement, Raditzu pulled a small, plush Raditzu doll out of the bag.
---------------------------
"Ahh! Someone help me!"
In his right hand, Raditzu held his doll and in his left he held a piece of bread. But not just any piece of bread, this particular piece had been chewed to roughly resemble a person. Rad spoke with a high, squeaky voice and move the bread-doll up on and down as he spoke.
"Oh please, isn't there anyone who can save?!"
"Don't worry!" With a swoosh noise, the Raditzu doll came flying down towards the bread-based damsel in distress. "Everything's ok now that Raditzu is here!" The saiyan felt the need to drop his voice as low as possible when voicing himself.
"Oh Raditzu! You're so cool. I'm sure you can save me!"
Dropping the bread "woman" Raditzu picked up another bread person, who's head inexplicably shaped like a triangle. The newcomer came flying into Raditzu with a pow.
"I don't think so, Raditzu. You may be strong and fast and super handsome, but you're going down!" Rad dropped the 'bad guy' and picked the woman back up.
"Oh no, please Rad, save me from the stupid, ugly, idiot Vegeta!"
With another woosh Rad moved the bread woman from Vegeta's side of the principal's desk to the Rad-doll's side of the desk. Now he held the Rad doll and Vegeta, the two facing down in what was obviously an intense confrontation.
"What did you do?" Vegeta squeaked.
"Hahahaha! I'll try to slow down for you next time, Vegeta!"
"Grrr... you've always been completely better than me, but today you DIE!"
As the bread-Vegeta bobbed up and down, the Rad doll weaved back and forth, dodging a salvo of pew-pews. As Vegeta tired, his attack slowed and his "breathing" noise grew louder and louder. Naturally, Raditzu was completely unharmed.
"Its been fun, Veggie, but I think it time to end this. Heeee-YAH!"
The Rad doll slammed into Vegeta, who's head went flying into the real Rad's mouth. Inbetween munches of delicious Vegeta head, Rad cackled and performed a victory dance with his doll.
"And that," Raditzu said to no one in particular, "is how Raditzu saved the day."
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