06-01-2007, 01:49 AM
Thud.
Bouncing off a stone was, in Bra?s opinion, one of the worst possible ways to land. She didn?t have too much time to think about it, though, given that she passed out and collapsed upon the dirt.
?Are you up yet?!? demanded a voice. ?Of all the nerve! Just sleep on the floor, right?? an amused chuckle followed the accusation.
Searing agony greeted the girl as she awoke. Her head pounded, and her right arm was on fire. Forcing her eyes open, she glanced at her arm. It was bent the wrong way, and turning purple at the joint. Completely fucking broken.
?Unh-!! Dammit, Burter!!? she shrieked. ?What the fuck would you do that for?!?
?He saved your life, you tool,? came a remarkably familiar voice. ?Breaking your arm was insurance. I?d have done the same thing. Actually, I?d have probably killed you after you got rid of that useless saiyan. You?re lucky she didn?t know how to fight.?
?Shut the hell up!? Bra retorted, pulling herself up to her feet. Her arm dangled helplessly at her side, and she grasped her bicep with her one useful hand. ?He was supposed to be my friend. Fucking surprised me with that ?happy birthday? crap and then breaks my arm!? Fucking prick!!?
?Would you shut up?? retorted Exosus. The robed, carbon-copy of Bra frowned for a moment. ?So, you?re on your own, knocked out in a field some place, and tired because of that collar draining you for having used your Super Saiyan form. Your arm is broken, thanks to your being incapable of defeating a run-of-the-mill-?
?Run-of-the-mill my ass! She was using Kaioken!!? protested the princess.
?And you're not a Super Saiyan? Please. There?s nothing special about being ?strong?, or a ?super saiyan?, or even 'kaioken'. It?s all meaningless. The fruits of labor for idiots. Those laboring in the right places could destroy such ?impossibly powerful? people on a whim.? Exosus snorted.
?So you keep telling me.? Bra growled.
?What?!?
?You heard me. So far you?ve been spouting a hell of a lot of hot air, but you?ve never delivered. I?m still the same damn person I?ve always been, even after that stupid deal I struck with you,? the heiress stated. The cowled doppelganger waved her hand through the air, launching the princess through the air. Before she could stop herself, Bra crashed straight through an enormous pillar which crumbled into dust as the girl crashed onto the floor.
?How?s that for ?hot air?, huh? You couldn?t touch me, Bra! You know you need me to take you through this competition!? Exosus thundered. Her eyes seemed to literally catch fire, and jet-black flames shot forth out of her eye sockets. ?All of the years you?ve trained, all of the fights you?ve fought, all of the challenges you?ve faced, none of it can compare to me!!?
?So what the fuck do you want from me this time, huh?!? the cyan haired girl roared, leaping onto her feet. ?If you?re so fucking strong, why the hell haven?t you just killed me yet?! Huh?! What do you want?!? Bra?s hair shot into spikes, and in a flash, she ascended to her super saiyan state with an enormous pulse of energy.
Exosus was stunned. For a long moment, she simply stood there, staring at the tempest that was Bra. ?I...? she began, for once sounding somewhat less arrogant than usual. ?Need more power.? she finished.
?Fuck no,? came the reply. ?You?ve already been screwing with my head. I?m sick of it! I don?t even fight the way I used to.?
?You fight better now.? Exosus insisted.
?Yeah, great. So did I fight crappy before that?! Call me a moron, yeah, great idea. That?s totally gonna get me to listen to you!? Bra shot back.
?Fine... we can talk later. Wake up.? Exosus sighed, and everything faded away.
Bra?s pupils swiftly contracted into little pinpricks which stared up into the mighty sun above her. With a sharp grunt, she picked herself up off the dirt, and to her dismay, her arm was just as broken in real life as it had been in her absurd hallucination of a dream.
It hurt. A lot. It hurt so much, in fact, that the halfling desperately clenched her teeth together, unwilling to release a cry of pain and give away her location. It would grow numb in a few minutes, or, at least, less uncomfortable.
?Damn!? she finally allowed, speaking under her breath. Cursing her poor fortune, it was only then that she realized she had been separated from the others. Her scouter picked up a series of energy signatures, but seemed unwilling - or unable - to tell her wether they were friend or foe. She sighed.
?Huh?? came a quizzical, monosyllabic grunt. Looking down, the heiress caught sight of a rather impressive weapon merely laying at her feet. ?A... a shotgun!!?
The girl snatched up the weapon in earnest. A ki shotgun would keep her in the game; the great equalizer! And best of all, it wasn?t a pump-action, which meant she only needed one hand to fire it. She looked to the sky. Maybe Burter left it for her?
Bouncing off a stone was, in Bra?s opinion, one of the worst possible ways to land. She didn?t have too much time to think about it, though, given that she passed out and collapsed upon the dirt.
?Are you up yet?!? demanded a voice. ?Of all the nerve! Just sleep on the floor, right?? an amused chuckle followed the accusation.
Searing agony greeted the girl as she awoke. Her head pounded, and her right arm was on fire. Forcing her eyes open, she glanced at her arm. It was bent the wrong way, and turning purple at the joint. Completely fucking broken.
?Unh-!! Dammit, Burter!!? she shrieked. ?What the fuck would you do that for?!?
?He saved your life, you tool,? came a remarkably familiar voice. ?Breaking your arm was insurance. I?d have done the same thing. Actually, I?d have probably killed you after you got rid of that useless saiyan. You?re lucky she didn?t know how to fight.?
?Shut the hell up!? Bra retorted, pulling herself up to her feet. Her arm dangled helplessly at her side, and she grasped her bicep with her one useful hand. ?He was supposed to be my friend. Fucking surprised me with that ?happy birthday? crap and then breaks my arm!? Fucking prick!!?
?Would you shut up?? retorted Exosus. The robed, carbon-copy of Bra frowned for a moment. ?So, you?re on your own, knocked out in a field some place, and tired because of that collar draining you for having used your Super Saiyan form. Your arm is broken, thanks to your being incapable of defeating a run-of-the-mill-?
?Run-of-the-mill my ass! She was using Kaioken!!? protested the princess.
?And you're not a Super Saiyan? Please. There?s nothing special about being ?strong?, or a ?super saiyan?, or even 'kaioken'. It?s all meaningless. The fruits of labor for idiots. Those laboring in the right places could destroy such ?impossibly powerful? people on a whim.? Exosus snorted.
?So you keep telling me.? Bra growled.
?What?!?
?You heard me. So far you?ve been spouting a hell of a lot of hot air, but you?ve never delivered. I?m still the same damn person I?ve always been, even after that stupid deal I struck with you,? the heiress stated. The cowled doppelganger waved her hand through the air, launching the princess through the air. Before she could stop herself, Bra crashed straight through an enormous pillar which crumbled into dust as the girl crashed onto the floor.
?How?s that for ?hot air?, huh? You couldn?t touch me, Bra! You know you need me to take you through this competition!? Exosus thundered. Her eyes seemed to literally catch fire, and jet-black flames shot forth out of her eye sockets. ?All of the years you?ve trained, all of the fights you?ve fought, all of the challenges you?ve faced, none of it can compare to me!!?
?So what the fuck do you want from me this time, huh?!? the cyan haired girl roared, leaping onto her feet. ?If you?re so fucking strong, why the hell haven?t you just killed me yet?! Huh?! What do you want?!? Bra?s hair shot into spikes, and in a flash, she ascended to her super saiyan state with an enormous pulse of energy.
Exosus was stunned. For a long moment, she simply stood there, staring at the tempest that was Bra. ?I...? she began, for once sounding somewhat less arrogant than usual. ?Need more power.? she finished.
?Fuck no,? came the reply. ?You?ve already been screwing with my head. I?m sick of it! I don?t even fight the way I used to.?
?You fight better now.? Exosus insisted.
?Yeah, great. So did I fight crappy before that?! Call me a moron, yeah, great idea. That?s totally gonna get me to listen to you!? Bra shot back.
?Fine... we can talk later. Wake up.? Exosus sighed, and everything faded away.
Bra?s pupils swiftly contracted into little pinpricks which stared up into the mighty sun above her. With a sharp grunt, she picked herself up off the dirt, and to her dismay, her arm was just as broken in real life as it had been in her absurd hallucination of a dream.
It hurt. A lot. It hurt so much, in fact, that the halfling desperately clenched her teeth together, unwilling to release a cry of pain and give away her location. It would grow numb in a few minutes, or, at least, less uncomfortable.
?Damn!? she finally allowed, speaking under her breath. Cursing her poor fortune, it was only then that she realized she had been separated from the others. Her scouter picked up a series of energy signatures, but seemed unwilling - or unable - to tell her wether they were friend or foe. She sighed.
?Huh?? came a quizzical, monosyllabic grunt. Looking down, the heiress caught sight of a rather impressive weapon merely laying at her feet. ?A... a shotgun!!?
The girl snatched up the weapon in earnest. A ki shotgun would keep her in the game; the great equalizer! And best of all, it wasn?t a pump-action, which meant she only needed one hand to fire it. She looked to the sky. Maybe Burter left it for her?
"I wasted time and now time doth waste me."
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"I just made you up to hurt myself, and it worked."
"I just made you up to hurt myself, and it worked."