06-01-2007, 09:58 PM
Sazuaa panted uncontrollably as he stumbled through the jungle-type terrain, his right hand pressed gently over the wound on his stomach created by the Namek?s nail gun. He almost couldn?t believe what had just transpired. It had all happened so fast, one second he was reacquainting himself with a severely injured Tapion, the next, complete and utter carnage.
Navigating his way through the trees the non-transformer finally collapsed, he just couldn?t go any further. Laying on the ground it quickly dawned upon him that he couldn?t stay there out in the open, he was so fatigued and physically ravaged that getting seen by another competitor would almost certainly signal the end of his stay in the contest. Using his one good arm, Sazuaa dragged himself behind some nearby bushes and leaned up against a nearby tree. Catching his thoughts Sazuaa began to try and retrace the steps that had lead to such an epic encounter.
The day had started out much like all the others had whilst he had been on Dante, spending most of his time wondering the island in search of any possible opponents. As the sun slowly began to rise, Sazuaa found refuge in a oddly located building which stood in the middle of the wilderness. And it was in the building that Sazuaa came across a familiar face, the Konat Tapion whom he had helped rescue in South City, this time in a even worse state than he was back on Earth.
In a uncharacteristic move, which the reasoning behind now completely escaped the blonde alien, Sazuaa offered a truce to the injured warrior. That was when things started to go sour. A mysterious Namek snuck up behind him and shot a nail into his gut. Then Tapion showed his true colours as he attempted to pin the teal alien down so the emerald warrior could finish him off. But in his weakened state Sazuaa easily managed to shake him off and deliver a vicious blow to the face with his flail. As if things weren?t bad enough already, two more fighters came into the frame, a grotesque pinkish blob of a fighter, and a young Namek, both of whom were ready for some action.
And that?s when the shit well and truly hit the fan.
It was all out war, there was blood, explosions, nails and flails, it was a massacre. It was a miracle Sazuaa made it out of there alive.
Sazuaa slowly removed his hand from his stomach. It wasn?t a pretty sight, a nail, atleast seven inches long impaling him, he knew what he had to do. Grimacing and wailing in agony, Sazuaa grabbed onto the nail and pulled it out from his abdomen. Crimson blood oozed out from the gaping wound that the nail had left, but before he could do anything to stop the bleeding, he passed out from the pain.
(Ooc Slightly rushed, but I didn't want to leave it just to come back and find that I was dead or something...)
Navigating his way through the trees the non-transformer finally collapsed, he just couldn?t go any further. Laying on the ground it quickly dawned upon him that he couldn?t stay there out in the open, he was so fatigued and physically ravaged that getting seen by another competitor would almost certainly signal the end of his stay in the contest. Using his one good arm, Sazuaa dragged himself behind some nearby bushes and leaned up against a nearby tree. Catching his thoughts Sazuaa began to try and retrace the steps that had lead to such an epic encounter.
The day had started out much like all the others had whilst he had been on Dante, spending most of his time wondering the island in search of any possible opponents. As the sun slowly began to rise, Sazuaa found refuge in a oddly located building which stood in the middle of the wilderness. And it was in the building that Sazuaa came across a familiar face, the Konat Tapion whom he had helped rescue in South City, this time in a even worse state than he was back on Earth.
In a uncharacteristic move, which the reasoning behind now completely escaped the blonde alien, Sazuaa offered a truce to the injured warrior. That was when things started to go sour. A mysterious Namek snuck up behind him and shot a nail into his gut. Then Tapion showed his true colours as he attempted to pin the teal alien down so the emerald warrior could finish him off. But in his weakened state Sazuaa easily managed to shake him off and deliver a vicious blow to the face with his flail. As if things weren?t bad enough already, two more fighters came into the frame, a grotesque pinkish blob of a fighter, and a young Namek, both of whom were ready for some action.
And that?s when the shit well and truly hit the fan.
It was all out war, there was blood, explosions, nails and flails, it was a massacre. It was a miracle Sazuaa made it out of there alive.
Sazuaa slowly removed his hand from his stomach. It wasn?t a pretty sight, a nail, atleast seven inches long impaling him, he knew what he had to do. Grimacing and wailing in agony, Sazuaa grabbed onto the nail and pulled it out from his abdomen. Crimson blood oozed out from the gaping wound that the nail had left, but before he could do anything to stop the bleeding, he passed out from the pain.
(Ooc Slightly rushed, but I didn't want to leave it just to come back and find that I was dead or something...)