Post by Turles on Aug 24, 2010 17:39:12 GMT -5
"FALCON PUNCH!!!"
These were the last words that Turles heard as a gut wrenching punch emerged with his weak saiyan body. Not the turn of events that he had been hoping for since his arrival on Earth, but what could one expect picking fights with the locale.
As blood soaked the ground beneath his lonely carcass, Turles found his body ascending high into the clouds... almost transdimensional in everything that had happened. Soon his body was transported to a place that looked like a desert, full of yellowish clouds that seemed to cover the horizon in all directions. Looking to the north however, Turles found himself at the end of a very long line. A line inhabiting what looked like little white puffs who were being pushed and shoved by red and blue beings with horns sticking out of their heads. That is when things clicked in Turles' head. He was dead and standing on the path to his final judgement.
"Well there goes the neighborhood..." Turles muttered to himself. Then he sunk his pride realizing that he would have to wait until he reached the end.
Hours upon hours passed by and Turles realized that while he was waiting hundreds upon hundreds more gathered behind him. Obviously the universe was cursed with chaos and even when his petty death felt like it was the only thing that mattered, there were still those others who found themselves dying by the hands of others. Weak was the first thing that came to his mind, but quickly that thought digressed as he realized he, himself was weak for dying. A pain staking problem that he reconciled on over and over again in his mind. It didn't even occur to him that his power had swelled up in this time. Power seemed like nothing in a place so dismal as this. Instead he sulked on his mistake and continued walking and pausing, walking and pausing in the line that seemed to have no end in sight.
A day passed by, though one wouldn't know it since the world here didn't seem to get dark or brighten up. It was as though this world were timeless in and of itself. Turles was begining to grow extremely impatient with his situation. As he looked around he noticed that the agitated puffs were constantly trying to stray around the path only to be pushed back in line by these red and blue beings. So he thought of a very rash plan.
He rushed through the line causing the puffs to detour from the line, the puffs began spreading around and the red and blue skinned creatures quickly ran to herd them back into place, then some came for Turles, but to their dismay he jumped up into the air and flew as fast as he could down the path. The blue and red skinned beings were unable to fly and catch him, and eventually they gave up as they were trying to maintain the many over the struggle against the one. This is when the saiyan's eyes widened to see a majestic hall where the puffs were being led into. Turles used quick haste to fly over the top of the building and caught a glimpse of where the puffs were being led to. Several planes as if that were what they were, and to the north was a path were it looked as though none had traveled. A path that extended from a gargantuan snake head. That was were Turles would turn to. Escaping the path most traveled. Just as the blue and red skinned beings climbed up to the roof of the building they were in vain to their own efforts to keep order.. for Turles had landed atop the head of the snake and ran down the path flipping off his captors.
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These were the last words that Turles heard as a gut wrenching punch emerged with his weak saiyan body. Not the turn of events that he had been hoping for since his arrival on Earth, but what could one expect picking fights with the locale.
As blood soaked the ground beneath his lonely carcass, Turles found his body ascending high into the clouds... almost transdimensional in everything that had happened. Soon his body was transported to a place that looked like a desert, full of yellowish clouds that seemed to cover the horizon in all directions. Looking to the north however, Turles found himself at the end of a very long line. A line inhabiting what looked like little white puffs who were being pushed and shoved by red and blue beings with horns sticking out of their heads. That is when things clicked in Turles' head. He was dead and standing on the path to his final judgement.
"Well there goes the neighborhood..." Turles muttered to himself. Then he sunk his pride realizing that he would have to wait until he reached the end.
Hours upon hours passed by and Turles realized that while he was waiting hundreds upon hundreds more gathered behind him. Obviously the universe was cursed with chaos and even when his petty death felt like it was the only thing that mattered, there were still those others who found themselves dying by the hands of others. Weak was the first thing that came to his mind, but quickly that thought digressed as he realized he, himself was weak for dying. A pain staking problem that he reconciled on over and over again in his mind. It didn't even occur to him that his power had swelled up in this time. Power seemed like nothing in a place so dismal as this. Instead he sulked on his mistake and continued walking and pausing, walking and pausing in the line that seemed to have no end in sight.
A day passed by, though one wouldn't know it since the world here didn't seem to get dark or brighten up. It was as though this world were timeless in and of itself. Turles was begining to grow extremely impatient with his situation. As he looked around he noticed that the agitated puffs were constantly trying to stray around the path only to be pushed back in line by these red and blue beings. So he thought of a very rash plan.
He rushed through the line causing the puffs to detour from the line, the puffs began spreading around and the red and blue skinned creatures quickly ran to herd them back into place, then some came for Turles, but to their dismay he jumped up into the air and flew as fast as he could down the path. The blue and red skinned beings were unable to fly and catch him, and eventually they gave up as they were trying to maintain the many over the struggle against the one. This is when the saiyan's eyes widened to see a majestic hall where the puffs were being led into. Turles used quick haste to fly over the top of the building and caught a glimpse of where the puffs were being led to. Several planes as if that were what they were, and to the north was a path were it looked as though none had traveled. A path that extended from a gargantuan snake head. That was were Turles would turn to. Escaping the path most traveled. Just as the blue and red skinned beings climbed up to the roof of the building they were in vain to their own efforts to keep order.. for Turles had landed atop the head of the snake and ran down the path flipping off his captors.
word count: 664