Continued from: http://www.cdbzrpg.com/forum/showpos...83&postcount=2
The game hadn't even begun yet and Reijin felt like he'd already fallen victim to the tournament. His assailent, however, was not a member of this tournament nor even this time it seemed. He stumbled down the hallway blindly before falling in a sweat halfway down the corridor. His eyes were open and his breathing was heavy, and yet his lungs could not fill with oxygen.
Why are you fighting me when I've done nothing to harm you? All of this pain you are feeling... You are the cause of it.
The voice within his mind simply angered him more as he pushed himself back to his feet, past a few passing strangers in the hall. He decided he needed to get back to his room and rest a bit, hoping that Saiba would distract him somehow from his plight.
All of this reaction you are feeling is simply hysteria. You seem to be panicking in a way I've never noticed you to panick before. Why is that?
The voice trailed off with the question to which Reijin had no answer. Of all the things he'd defended himself against in the past, this form of psychic attack was not only something new but also unsettling.
I see. And you think to win this tournament when you cannot even defeat your own fear?
"Shut the hell up!"
The walls echoed as the normally pacified Saiyan erupted in anger, his eyes darting back and forth around the hall at anything that could be considered a threat. For the moment, however, the voice seemed to silence and go away. Unfortunately, he could still feel the presence and he pushed himself back to his feet.
He didn't make another step before he heard the announcement of the tournament begin. His face went white as the hallway vanished from view, the door to his quarters a simple three steps away with Saiba still within. As if the world was overlaying itself, patches of existance seemed to just cover his viewpoint. Bits of grass here, a tree or two there, the top of a hill... All of it seemed to sporadically fill existance until finally he had completed the shift and then collapsed.
He was now on the island on Dante.
He had no idea what to do about this situation. Thankfully, his mind gave him time to let this new fear fade. The world folded around him, and he was left of conciousness with his bag beside him. He had no idea what to expect when he woke up, whether he would even be alive... and if this presence would still be within his mind.
**OOC- Obviously I have more intended, but ran out of time. We'll see what happens =D**
The game hadn't even begun yet and Reijin felt like he'd already fallen victim to the tournament. His assailent, however, was not a member of this tournament nor even this time it seemed. He stumbled down the hallway blindly before falling in a sweat halfway down the corridor. His eyes were open and his breathing was heavy, and yet his lungs could not fill with oxygen.
Why are you fighting me when I've done nothing to harm you? All of this pain you are feeling... You are the cause of it.
The voice within his mind simply angered him more as he pushed himself back to his feet, past a few passing strangers in the hall. He decided he needed to get back to his room and rest a bit, hoping that Saiba would distract him somehow from his plight.
All of this reaction you are feeling is simply hysteria. You seem to be panicking in a way I've never noticed you to panick before. Why is that?
The voice trailed off with the question to which Reijin had no answer. Of all the things he'd defended himself against in the past, this form of psychic attack was not only something new but also unsettling.
I see. And you think to win this tournament when you cannot even defeat your own fear?
"Shut the hell up!"
The walls echoed as the normally pacified Saiyan erupted in anger, his eyes darting back and forth around the hall at anything that could be considered a threat. For the moment, however, the voice seemed to silence and go away. Unfortunately, he could still feel the presence and he pushed himself back to his feet.
He didn't make another step before he heard the announcement of the tournament begin. His face went white as the hallway vanished from view, the door to his quarters a simple three steps away with Saiba still within. As if the world was overlaying itself, patches of existance seemed to just cover his viewpoint. Bits of grass here, a tree or two there, the top of a hill... All of it seemed to sporadically fill existance until finally he had completed the shift and then collapsed.
He was now on the island on Dante.
He had no idea what to do about this situation. Thankfully, his mind gave him time to let this new fear fade. The world folded around him, and he was left of conciousness with his bag beside him. He had no idea what to expect when he woke up, whether he would even be alive... and if this presence would still be within his mind.
**OOC- Obviously I have more intended, but ran out of time. We'll see what happens =D**
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"I'm gonna fuck that unicorrrrrn"