06-01-2007, 09:21 AM
Although she had been eliminated a mere twelve hours into Dante?s Abyss, Paige was still watching the rest of the competition from her homeworld. Unfortunately for the woman, she had decided to take a bathroom break just a few moments before her boyfriend popped up on the screen. As she waddled back into the main room of the lounge, she was surprised to see that everyone was once again hooting and hollering at the top of their lungs.
?What the hell is going on?? She boomed?obviously irritated at how loud and obnoxious the crowd had become in the last five minutes. The last time they had grown so loud was when the massive brawl had broken out in the wee hours of the morning. Even though she was glad that Seventeen had someone managed to elude being caught up in the bout, Paige was nevertheless angry that all the father of her child had been doing for the last twenty-four hours was writing poetry and smoking pot.
?Last year?s champ just went up against these two other guys!? A random guy shouted from a nearby countertop. Arching one of her eyebrows, the former whitelighter trudged toward the nearest television set.
?My boyfriend was traveling with the champ from last year,? Paige muttered, placing her palms on opposing sides of the large bump projecting from her abdomen. When she finally reached the widescreen television set, the woman saw nothing but a seemingly disemboweled Raditzu stumbling off into the forest. A few moments transpired as an expression of concern stretched across her blotchy, sweaty visage.
And that was when the camera switched to show the other side of the battle. At first, Paige saw nothing but the creature who had ejected her from the contest, but after a few seconds, she noticed who was limping in tandem with the bubblegum-colored monster?Seventeen. Unlike his previous appearances on the television, the raven-haired warrior was paler than usual and sweating profusely. Other than that, the former whitelighter could not see any visible ailment afflicting her boyfriend.
?That?s going to leave a mark,? someone said who was sitting a few feet away. Hearing the man?s remark, Paige tilted her head in an effort to get a better view; however, before she had a chance, the camera view once again switched to one that highlighted the duo?s injuries. Super Buu was missing an entire leg, and Seventeen had a wound that any of the viewers could see clean through.
?Seventeen?? the android?s lover uttered, her hands sliding away from her stomach and to her sides. The woman?s eyes widened as she watched her boyfriend stumble across the island in agony. As Paige stood and stared at the television in horror, she suddenly felt an uncomfortable sensation in her pants.
?Are you okay?? Someone inquired upon noticing that the crotch of the woman?s sweatpants was stained with an abundance of fluid.
?I think I?m going to have a baby,? Paige said before blacking out.
***
?Keeping moving,? Seventeen rasped as the bleeding, mangled twosome stumbled and limped their way through the forest.
?You say that as if I was really going to stop and examine the foliage,? Super Buu snickered. Despite the severity of the situation, the android couldn?t help but smile at the antics of his old friend.
?I just want you to know that one of these days you?re going to be the death of me,? the android laughed, poking at the pink monster with one of his bloodied fingers. The puttalin golem laughed softly, but after a few guffaws, he clenched his eyes shut and let out a pained ?ouch.?
?We?re going to have to stop sooner or later,? Buu groaned as the pair advanced through a patch of bushes. ?After all, I honestly doubt he?s going to come after us with his organs spilling out all over the ground. He?s probably even??
?He?s not dead,? Seventeen interjected, turning one of his swollen eyes toward his longtime compatriot. ?He still has more than enough steam in him to bulldoze at least half a dozen more people. We have to keep moving if we intend to buy enough time to lick our wounds, savvy?? The machine-hybrid finished, grunting as he put more pressure on the gaping hole in his chest.
This kind of shit always happens to me. The cyborg thought?trigging an out of place smile to spread across his deathly white countenance. After all, there was absolutely nothing to be happy about. Raditzu was still alive and kicking, and both Seventeen and Super Buu were bleeding all over the place. Their only bet was to wait things out and take some time to scheme their next move.
?Why do we get ourselves into these situations?? Super Buu muttered, snickering even though it hurt his battered body in the process.
?Because we love to make good television?? Seventeen shot back, glancing at the canopy that hung overhead to see if he could spot any hidden cameras.
?Fuck,? Buu started. ?And here I thought we just liked to get ourselves mutilated for shit and giggles.?
?Well there?s that too,? Seventeen responded nonchalantly, and with that, the two beleaguered friends started to laugh.
OOC: Made an edit to correct Supes' injury.
?What the hell is going on?? She boomed?obviously irritated at how loud and obnoxious the crowd had become in the last five minutes. The last time they had grown so loud was when the massive brawl had broken out in the wee hours of the morning. Even though she was glad that Seventeen had someone managed to elude being caught up in the bout, Paige was nevertheless angry that all the father of her child had been doing for the last twenty-four hours was writing poetry and smoking pot.
?Last year?s champ just went up against these two other guys!? A random guy shouted from a nearby countertop. Arching one of her eyebrows, the former whitelighter trudged toward the nearest television set.
?My boyfriend was traveling with the champ from last year,? Paige muttered, placing her palms on opposing sides of the large bump projecting from her abdomen. When she finally reached the widescreen television set, the woman saw nothing but a seemingly disemboweled Raditzu stumbling off into the forest. A few moments transpired as an expression of concern stretched across her blotchy, sweaty visage.
And that was when the camera switched to show the other side of the battle. At first, Paige saw nothing but the creature who had ejected her from the contest, but after a few seconds, she noticed who was limping in tandem with the bubblegum-colored monster?Seventeen. Unlike his previous appearances on the television, the raven-haired warrior was paler than usual and sweating profusely. Other than that, the former whitelighter could not see any visible ailment afflicting her boyfriend.
?That?s going to leave a mark,? someone said who was sitting a few feet away. Hearing the man?s remark, Paige tilted her head in an effort to get a better view; however, before she had a chance, the camera view once again switched to one that highlighted the duo?s injuries. Super Buu was missing an entire leg, and Seventeen had a wound that any of the viewers could see clean through.
?Seventeen?? the android?s lover uttered, her hands sliding away from her stomach and to her sides. The woman?s eyes widened as she watched her boyfriend stumble across the island in agony. As Paige stood and stared at the television in horror, she suddenly felt an uncomfortable sensation in her pants.
?Are you okay?? Someone inquired upon noticing that the crotch of the woman?s sweatpants was stained with an abundance of fluid.
?I think I?m going to have a baby,? Paige said before blacking out.
***
?Keeping moving,? Seventeen rasped as the bleeding, mangled twosome stumbled and limped their way through the forest.
?You say that as if I was really going to stop and examine the foliage,? Super Buu snickered. Despite the severity of the situation, the android couldn?t help but smile at the antics of his old friend.
?I just want you to know that one of these days you?re going to be the death of me,? the android laughed, poking at the pink monster with one of his bloodied fingers. The puttalin golem laughed softly, but after a few guffaws, he clenched his eyes shut and let out a pained ?ouch.?
?We?re going to have to stop sooner or later,? Buu groaned as the pair advanced through a patch of bushes. ?After all, I honestly doubt he?s going to come after us with his organs spilling out all over the ground. He?s probably even??
?He?s not dead,? Seventeen interjected, turning one of his swollen eyes toward his longtime compatriot. ?He still has more than enough steam in him to bulldoze at least half a dozen more people. We have to keep moving if we intend to buy enough time to lick our wounds, savvy?? The machine-hybrid finished, grunting as he put more pressure on the gaping hole in his chest.
This kind of shit always happens to me. The cyborg thought?trigging an out of place smile to spread across his deathly white countenance. After all, there was absolutely nothing to be happy about. Raditzu was still alive and kicking, and both Seventeen and Super Buu were bleeding all over the place. Their only bet was to wait things out and take some time to scheme their next move.
?Why do we get ourselves into these situations?? Super Buu muttered, snickering even though it hurt his battered body in the process.
?Because we love to make good television?? Seventeen shot back, glancing at the canopy that hung overhead to see if he could spot any hidden cameras.
?Fuck,? Buu started. ?And here I thought we just liked to get ourselves mutilated for shit and giggles.?
?Well there?s that too,? Seventeen responded nonchalantly, and with that, the two beleaguered friends started to laugh.
OOC: Made an edit to correct Supes' injury.
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