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Post by Frieza on Nov 17, 2010 0:45:17 GMT -5
Part One: Emergence
“Spotter, come here!”
“Yes sir?” asked the spotter through his helmet.
“Tell the captains that I have received word from Nep, it is time.”
“Right away, I will have a jumper sent to save time,” the spotter responded.
The spotter turned and made his way out of the office. Light instantly flooded over him reflecting off of his, faintly metallic, grey armor which protruded a few inches from his body covering his entire torso. He removed his helmet, of the same color apart from the large black tinted visor, revealing a black mask. The spotter set the helmet down and began to sprint not stopping until he reached the door to the barracks which slid open swiftly. He entered and saluted to the many men training in only their black or white under clothing and made his way to the far side of the room where he pressed his eyes to a small panel next to a thick metal door. After the retinal scanner beeped the door blew open with a burst of air.
A man completely covered in a black metal armor with various vents across its entirety moved towards him. The vents gave off a, somewhat bright, blue light mostly from the largest circular vent on the chest. His helmet matched the armor perfectly due to the blue laser targeting system installed where the visor would be.
“Jumper, Weezmar has received orders to begin,” The spotter said saluting.
“Very well I will inform the captains,” the jumper replied lazily.
At this the jumper burst forward before disappearing in a small flash.
With another small flash the Jumper reappeared in the middle of an incredibly vast open room, a large group of men stood split on either side of the hanger, to the left a group of averters wearing white armor similar to that of a spotter, with the exception of the auto deflection technology wrapped around their forearms, were flawlessly deflecting the blasts of numerous ki turrets. To the right the strikers, clad in a black version of the armor only covering their torsos, were viciously swinging at each other.
“What is a jumper doing on Solic?” One of two spotters said moving closer to the jumper.
“Nep has commanded that we begin, relay to Venuu now and have her inform Merc,” The Jumper replied.
“Yes sir,” The spotter replied with a salute before tapping a device on his wrist. “Captain Venuu, Nep has given the word, you are to inform Merc immediately.”
“Good,” came a voice from the communicator.
Venuu brushed her long green hair, which perfectly matched her extremely light-weight-kevlar combat suit, away from her strong yet beautiful, sea foam tinted face; she walked across the short command room and stopped in front of a blank computer screen. After tapping a few buttons a man sitting in a chair identical to hers with his face set against his palm and fingers combing through his small amount of bright red hair popped onto the screen. He grinned displaying a series of sparkling teeth before jumping to his feet, allowing for Venuu to see him entirely, his suit matched hers completely except for its faint orange color.
“Is it finally time?” The man’s voice blasted through Venuu’s speakers.
“Yes Merc,” Venuu chuckled.
“Good, that took forever!” Merc shouted.
“Set course for the tournament zone,” Venuu shouted over her shoulder, “See you soon pretty boy.”
At this the thrusters began to sound in the distance and the ship began to move with a rush of speed. Venuu moved across the room and flicked a switch, the ship shook violently as at moved to max speed and soon crashed through a large portal. The ship shot out thrusters from its under side and slowly came to a stop as it completed its landing sequence on the opposite side of the tournament floor of an identical ship.
Suddenly the portals surrounding the tournament zone closed and a large screen rose from the center of the tournament floor. The screen turned on displaying the faces of Venuu on one side and Merc on the other.
“Welcome to the true tournament!” Merc shouted.
“Let’s make this quick,” Venuu said before Merc could continue, “Everyone who won their first round enter one of the doors that you see on the ship to your right.”
“Everyone who lost should enter in the other ship,” Merc added, “Each door will permit only one of you to enter, there you will individually be met with a challenge, after completion you will be allowed entrance to the waiting room.”
“Don’t try to ignore our orders or you will be left in this place,” Venuu chuckled before powering down her feed to the screen.
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Post by Bulma on Nov 17, 2010 19:27:55 GMT -5
Bulma has been whisked away from her day at the spa, once again being interrupted when she was trying to do something on her own without anyone else asking her to do something or telling her she had to do something. This bossing her around crap was getting old and getting old fast.
“Who are you to order people around,” she yelled at the screen, “Do you know who I am?”
A tournament staff member cowered behind Bulma, “Just go Miss Bulma, don’t make them angry, just go.” He ran for cover as if something would attack him any moment.
Seeing the fear in the grown man’s eyes made Bulma sigh. If these people were as terrible as the staff member suggested then perhaps it was a good idea for Bulma to just listen to the voice.
With a grumble and a sigh Bulma looked around to see who was here and where they were going. This wasn’t going to go well. What if she had to fight Piccolo again? There was no way she could win. What if they tried to make her fight him to the death? She shuddered. And what if she was forced to face someone stronger who was not so nice.
This was not good, not good at all. Thankfully she had her bag with clothes and a few other things. Bulma wished one of those things was a weapon, she felt like she was being kidnapped and her own strength might not be enough to protect her this time. She knew that she couldn’t rely on anyone else to get her out of this. That was the whole point of her training anyway, to not have to rely on anyone else.
“So this real tournament, what are the rules?” She spoke up, “Is there anything else we should know?”
When Bulma realized she wasn’t going to get an answer she cursed at the screen and entered the door to the ship she was told to move on to. This was retarded, no one said the consolidation match would be like this.
Upon entering the door the young woman looked around. The room was stark save for small openings on the walls and a door at the far end. This was strange.
Bulma took a step toward the door and a laser shot out in front of her, barely missing her neck. Jumping back and frowning she studied the walls. If they wanted her to come in here they should have greeted her more nicely.
Looking around a bit more Bulma discovered a panel in the wall and opened it. The complex system of wires made her laugh, this was going to be easy. After cutting the blue wire the lasers began a permanent stream, allowing her to see exactly where the active ones were.
“I meant to disable you but this works just as well.”
After stretching Bulma grinned and began to slip in and out of laser beams, occasionally doing a roll or flip and slide along the floor until she got to the far side. After reaching it she tried the door. Locked.
The genius being who she was took a tiny screw driver from her back and removed the door knob and disabled the lock. After putting her tool away she strolled into an area that appeared much safer.
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Post by Frieza on Nov 17, 2010 19:53:40 GMT -5
Frieza cocked his head in confusion, “might as well just get this over with,” he thought to himself before flying off to the proper ship. He landed in front of the nearest door and pressed his hand against it causing it to open. Frieza was suddenly sucked through the doorway just as the door slammed shut. He landed hard on his stomach and quickly pulled himself to his feet. The room suddenly lit up as numerous lighting systems turned on revealing his surroundings. The room was made completely metal with nothing but walls and a single door in front of him, the door flew open and the floor in front of him began to surge with electricity extending to the ceiling. Frieza stepped back, studying the room for a moment.
“There is no way across,” Frieza thought to himself, “I chose the wrong door...”
Frieza shot a ki blast into the surge but it instantly destroyed against the current. He stood for a moment going over whether or not any of his techniques would help him, coming to the conclusion that they would all be worthless, Frieza walked to the edge of the field and slowly placed his hand on the current. Frieza shouted in pain as the shock hit him causing his hand to shoot back with little force.
“I guess it’s this or nothing,” he chuckled aloud before floating into the air.
Frieza moved backward touching the edge of the wall then kicked off hard launching into a power flight right as he hit the edge of the electricity, as the energy rushed through him Frieza again screamed in pain. Teeth clenched Frieza began to siphon large amounts of ki into his fight allowing him to move at a slow rate through the electricity before breaking it’s hold with a final burst. The changeling landed on the other side of the room breathing heavily. Chest heaving Frieza slowly made his way through the now open door, entering somewhat larger and again empty room with the exception of Bulma.
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Post by Recoome on Nov 17, 2010 20:19:43 GMT -5
Recoome was just about to leave the tournament, disappointed by his loss, when he saw the massive space ships touch down on the arena. He heard the message about having to enter the space ship. When he entered the spaceship he saw a person with long violet hair, a spiffy tuxedo with some snazzy pants, and a rubber ducky in his hand.
“Good evening. You must be the highly esteemed Recoome. As you can see here, I have a rubber ducky in my hand. If you can destroy it without using any of your body, ki, or mind, I shall grant you passage into the next part of the ship.”
“Uh, Okay then. If I must do it, I guess I will do it.”
So Recoome stared at the rubber ducky. It was all yellow, but it had an orange beak and black eyes. The eyes obviously held a deep, dark secret, for Recoome was aware that rubber ducks were actually robots. Or maybe they weren’t. Who knows. Anyway, Recoome thought he saw the answer to the problem. He had to use a gun.
“Can I have a gun?”
“No.”
“Oh”
Recoome pondered it more. What else could he do to make the duck die? He thought of phase two to his problem.
“Can I use more gun?”
“Sir, you may not use any sort of weaponry to defeat this problem.”
Out of ideas, Recoome could only use the most of his brain he ever used. He thought deeply, and came to one conclusion.
“Sir McDouchey, I am sorry to say that I have to kill you?”
“Wait what?”
“I can’t figure this out. It hurts my brain. So I just have to kill you with my might.”
Recoome promptly punched the man. He looked at him with anger.
“YOU WILL REGRET THAT!”
The man tried to use a focused kick on Recoome, but he evaded the attack. He pulled a Hudson and opened his mouth so wide that the man trembled in fear. Recoome released a Kiai wave and sent the man flying. Recoome smiled when he heard the sound of the man’s neck snapping off the wall.
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Post by Slug on Nov 17, 2010 21:35:09 GMT -5
Slug stood silently after watching the large screen's transmission from the large ships that had just entered onto the tournament floor. Slug hadn’t been involved in a fight yet due to his late entry, yet he knew that the green alien who resembled him that he had come looking for had won his fight. So his best bet to find him was to enter the winner’s ship. Without weighing the options further, Slug spit to the ground and took off towards the ship. All of the other entrants and attendants were standing around watching as Slug took off towards the ship on the right an headed up the ramp towards the doors. An attendant yelled out, “Hey you! You didn’t fight yet! Hey!!” Slug paid no attention as he rushed into one of the open doors and closed it swiftly behind him.
Slug turned slowly and peered into a large dimly lit room that seemed empty. Across the room were two large windows surrounding a door which Slug approached slowly. As he reached for the handle on the door an alarm sounded. Sirens blared and red lights flashed through the windows as a man’s voice came over the loudspeaker. “We told you not to disobey the rules! Who are you?!”
Slug stepped back from the door answering, “I was a late entry to the tournament, I haven’t lost nor won. There wasn’t a third ship for me, so I made the decision for you.”
The loudspeaker came back on and replied, “We’ll make the decisions around here. Step back from the door and prepare yourself.”
The sirens ceased, the loudspeaker shut off and then a large portion of the floor in the middle of the room began to raise. A large metal box about 10 feet tall and 5 feet wide by 5 feet long rose from the floor and sat in the room while Slug gazed at it. Suddenly, one side of the metal box slide down and a large metallic robot stepped out of the box. The robot was programmed to kill and instantly locked on to a target as it aimed at Slug and 5 ki balls from its ki blaster attachments. Surprised yet diligent, Slug quickly jumped out of the way of the ki balls as they crashed into the wall. The robot began to re-target but Slug was running as fast as he could around the walls of the room trying to avoid being locked in for another series of ki balls. The killing machine began shooting wildly around the room at Slug who began ducking and dodging them. Finally, the robot ran out of ki balls and it extended 6 robot arms that each had hands with fingers of knives. The robot resembled the stature of a human but was made entirely of metal, and had six terroristic arms with the knives for fingers that it began launching towards Slug. Slug sized up the robot and backed up as he dodged the knives.
While he dodged the knives, Slug began preparing a Kakusan Yuudou as he prepared ki balls one by one, tossing them out to the sides of the robot. The entire wall behind Slug was sprinkled with knives in the wall as the robot finally ran out of knives to throw. At that instant, Slug commanded his 5 ki balls to crash down on the robot. This paralyzed the robot before it could begin its next assault. Slug capitalized on the moment, rushing the robot and attacking it with a series of focused punches and kicks followed by a Ki Explosion that rattled the robot causing it to short circuit and spark. The robot began beeping as Slug’s eyes opened wide and he turned to run. He got a few yards away before the robot exploded with electric energy sending Slug crashing across the room into the door.
Slug pulled himself to his feet, his clothes still smoldering from the explosion as the loud speaker sounded up again, “Alright, enter the door now.” The door unlocked as Slug opened it. It was pitch black inside and he couldn’t see anything. As he walked in the door slammed shut behind him. Suddenly the floor gave out and Slug was propelled into a dark air duct which he fell through for awhile until he sprung him out into another large room as he crashed to the floor. Slug was a little dazed as he rose to his feet and noticed what seemed to be some of the other tournament participants across the room…
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Post by Burter on Nov 18, 2010 2:17:12 GMT -5
(It's a little long, sorry I got into it.)
Burter gazed up at the two massive alien ships, thinking to himself that “this is some mortal kombat annihilation shit right here.” He then smiled to himself knowing that he only let himself get ringed out because he wanted to see the Baltimore Raven’s game and he figured he could blow right through the loser’s bracket of the tournament.
The Azure assassin flew up to the loser’s space ship circled it once or twice till he decide on his favorite door which was labeled “door 17.” Burter walked into the darkness, he continued to walk for what seemed like a mile there was a flash that blinded him, Burter prepared himself for battle. As his vision cleared Burter only became more confused as he know where he was…. He was on the set of The Iron Chef. There was no live audience as a matter of fact Burter saw no one around but he did hear a strange noise. It was humming. The door behind the audience area opened to reveal two time world heavyweight boxing champion George Forman but this George didn’t seem his cheery self he had a somewhat deadly look in his eye.
“So let me guess George I have to fight you to move on” Burter yelled to the 76 and 5 ring veteran. “Not me boy, today you face my ‘Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine” ….
“What?”
“It’s time to duuuuuueeel” screamed George as a device that looked similar to the George Forman grill appeared on his arm.
Then the same object appeared on Burter’s arm, he was astonished as he know exactly what it was. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Screamed Burter. “I will not play Yu-Gi-Oh! With you George Forman”
“Boy you don’t have a choice cause once you lose, I’ll send you soul to the shadow realm” Just then the lightening on the Iron Chef stage turned a dark purple color and the music grew sinister (indicating a duel.)
“Damn I never wanted to have to do this again, Fine I summon the Giant Soldier of Stone in defense mode”
“I summon the Whiptail crow in attack mode”
Burter draws a card “I’ll lay this card face down in defense mode.”
“I’ll lay down Mushroom Man #2 in attack mode, and then I’ll sacrifice both of my monsters by playing the magic card Hamburger Recipe, thus summoning the Hungry Burger. Hungry Burger destroy his Giant Soldier of Stone.”
“DAMNIT these rules don’t make any sense, George Forman you believe in nothing but trickery and winning at all cost George Forman, but now you’ll see what happens when you believe in the heart of the cards.”
“Ha that stuff doesn’t actually work.”
Burter draws another card. “I’ll lay down this magic card and end my turn”
George draws a card “HA I’ll summon my dragon zombie, now Hungry Burger attack his face down monster!”
“Not so fast Forman you’ve just activated my man eater bug’s special ability, when turned face up he can destroy any monster that attacked him. Say good by to your hungry burger.”
“ARRGH dragon zombie destroy that man eater bug. Hahaha that was a nice move but I‘m winning now and I have a lot more tricks up my sleeve then just the hungry burger.”
Burter draws a card. "I’ll summon the Lord of D and play the magic card flute of summoning dragon, allowing me to special summon any two dragon type monsters from my hand to the field without sacrificing, and I play both my blue eyes white dragon and my red eyes black dragon in attack mode. I can’t attack yet but next turn your going down.”
“Hey did you just summon a bunch of monsters in one turn?”
“Yeah so?”
“Isn’t that against the rules?”
“Screw the rules, they don’t make any sense.”
George draws another card. “I’ll play my magic card, Raigeki. Which destroys all monsters on your side of the field.. Next I’ll summon my Bistro Butcher in attack mode.”
“DAMNIT” Burter draws a card. "I’ll play my flash assassin in attack mode and put my last magic card face down on the field.”
“Oh that’s a neat little card you have there 2000 attack and defense points but it loses 400 for every card in your hand, so you played your last magic card to stop me from attacking you, clever.” George draws a card. “Finally, now your destruction is assured! I activate my face down magic card soul exchange that lets me sacrifice one of your monsters, along with one of mine, and I summon the king of all machine type monsters Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine. Its indented, angled, non stick grilling surface prevents any of your magic, trap, and monster effect cards from reaching it, as they are all neatly drained away into this convenient grease tray. Not to mention it has 3150 attack points, nothing you can do can stop me now baby and next turn I‘ll wipe out the remainder of your life points.”
“George this isn’t a duel I can loose, my friends are all counting on me, if I believe in the heart of the card, well, I know I’ll win.” Burter draws a card. “I’ll play reborn the monster and place this monster face down in attack mode.”
George draws a card “Ha you don’t get it if you picked the man eater bug its effect can’t touch my patented grilling design and if you picked the blue eyes white dragon you don’t have the power to dent the steel structure, face it my grill is impenetrable. Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine attack his face down monster!”
“I activate my face down magic card”
“You’re a fool it can’t affect my grill.”
“Your grill isn’t the target, my Blue Eyes is. Dragon’s Treasure powers him up by 500 attack points.”
“NOOOO GRILL STOP YOUR ATTACK!” But it was to late the The Blue Eyes White Dragon obliterated the master of machines.
Burter draws a card, “Now Blue Eyes GO FINISH HIS LIFE POINTS AND HIS DUEL WITH WHITE LIGHTENING ATTACK!”
After the duel the lights and music went back to normal, and George was nowhere to be found. Burter went through the door that George entered through.
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Post by Krillin on Nov 18, 2010 3:03:50 GMT -5
"Huh, the real tournament? Why don't I like the sound of this? Well I better not test them..." Krillin slowly walked towards one of the doors on the winners side. "Better get this over with." Krillin walked through the door and was instantly stunned by the sight. Krillin looked about and gazed upon the maelstrom of chaos that surrounded him.
Everywhere he looked columns of fire and lightning was raining down from the skies, or floors. It was impossible to tell since there was no floor in the room. Krillin gulped as he looked about hoping that he would seem some sort of exit. Finally he sees a small door a good distance aways. Smiling, Krillin flies off as quickly as he could towards the door before he was stopped by a sudden burst of fire in front of him.
Krillin stopped and shielded his eyes while the fire faded. "I better be more careful, if I was a foot foward I would be a friend chestnut right now." (Krillin means chestnut) Krillin quickly looked around for a possible means of escape when he sees a clearing in the chaos. "There!" Krillin dived towards the clearing. When he arrived in the clearing he looked up to see, surprisingly, sunlight. "I guess this must be the eye of the storm." Krillin took the moment reprieve that he had to catch his breath. As he caught his breath he looked around trying to relocate the door. "There it is." Krillin saw the door just beyond a pillar of fire. "Perfect." Krillin dashed towards the door as quickly as his body would allow but just before he made it a beast appeared in front of him.
"NO ONE LEAVES MY LAIR ALIVE!" The beast yelled out growling angrily at Krillin.
"Yeah, I don't think so." Krillin pointed his finger at the beast and launched a 1-fingered blast straight into the beasts stomach. When the smoke cleared the beast barely looked phased.
"Ha, you will have to do much better than that if you want to hurt me." The beast started to swing at the still approaching Krillin.
Krillin swerved around the beasts dreadfully slow attack, "Yeah I'm not that worried." Krillin proceeded to kick the creature in the face 6 times. When Krillin was through the beasts head had rotated a full 540 degrees and it was bleeding profusely from its mouth as it fell into the deep abyss of the chaotic world. "Easier than I expected." Said Krillin with a disappointed smile on his face.
Krillin walked through the door into what appeared to be a waiting room inside he noticed Slug, Frieza, Burter and Bulma all waiting. "Darn I guess I need to go faster next time." Krillin said with a small chuckle as he casually walked deeper into the room.
(I tried to keep it small, 492 words) ((Oh and Burter I was debating doing a Yu-Gi-Oh thing too when I heard about making up our own challenge lol))
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Post by Goten on Nov 18, 2010 9:01:18 GMT -5
Goten the young half Saiyan hybrid had taken part in an actual martial arts tournament that was actually his first time being in a tournament. But Before it happened he had been training well with Kami and then with a man called Yajirobe who was a man of little words but in doing so he made some new friends and happily trained with them over the past few days. But soon everything changed! One day his mentor Kami asked him to investigate a disturbance and what he found was an actual portal, which had appeared out of no where! Luckily Goten’s new friend Bulma arrived on the scene and together they ventured into the unknown and to their very surprise Goten found himself inside a tournament arena!
Excited about this he entered the tournament and did his best in a triple threat between himself, his friend Krillin and an alien called Burter. It was a tough first round for Goten but he barely managed to pull off a huge upset by knocking the alien Burter outside of the ring but despite this he felt weak from his strong attacks and soon happily faced Krillin for a spot in the second round. But Krillin proved he was stronger and knocked Goten out of the ring, but despite this he felt happy that both Bulma and Krillin got threw into the second round but felt as though he let them down. Now he slowly opened his eyes and found himself inside a small hospital, groaning he slowly sat up and found he was in a hospital bed. But as he sat up an alien like doctor walked over to him and said “Now take easy there you were in a bit of a scruffy state! But don’t you worry sonny! Your as good as new!” Slowly he pulled away the sheets and jumped off the hospital bed and looked at his hands and legs, sure his favourite orange Ki clothes looked abit scruffy but what he found surprising was that he felt a lot stronger then he was before! In fact he felt great! Turning to the alien doctor he happily smiled and jumped up and down to make sure there wasn’t any pain. But he felt lighter and faster let alone stronger!
Laughing happily he said, “I feel great! Thanks mister!” The alien doctor nodded and watched as Goten ran out of the hospital and stood before the tournament ring to cheer on his friends. But then something else happened which changed Goten’s life forever, large alien like ships appeared out of nowhere and destroyed the portals that brought fighters like Goten to his strange world. Looking upwards he saw the image of a person who spoke to the fighters of the tournament including Goten! Things looked bad but the boy didn’t have much choice but to play their little game if he had any hope of returning home to his mother Chi-Chi besides his friends might need his help! Wasting little time he headed towards the second ship having lost in the first round. As he walked up to it he met a soldier clad in pure armour but he carried a scanner and said “Name!” Goten looked confused but for his mother and friends he said to the man “Its Goten mister”. The soldier looked at the scanner and pointed it towards Goten, it immediately scanned him and revealed data of his tournament match, with a nod the soldier pointed his thumb towards the rear of the second ship and said “A half Saiyan, Half Human hybrid Hmm? Alright kid follow me!”
Goten followed the soldier into the second ship and soon he stood before a large maze filled with large corridors. The soldier pushed Goten forwards and he had no choice but to walk northwards, he wondered if he should simply fly to the end of the maze but he figured it would have been cheating so he did his best to follow the maze in different directions. However he kept coming to different dead ends. But Goten had an idea and slowly he used his sense ability to detect several power level energies and soon he followed them until he reached the end of the maze. There another armour clad soldier stood before him and said “Nice job kid most people would have never got out of their but then again it was just an easy task. Alright follow me!” Goten followed the soldier until he came to a room where the blue alien Burter was, looking down at Goten he said “Alright kid wait here and don’t leave the ship! Otherwise you’re stuck here!” As the soldier reported to his superiors about Goten’s arrival the six-year-old half Saiyan sat on a nearby seat.
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Post by Cooler on Nov 18, 2010 9:42:11 GMT -5
After a long night at the bar, with plenty of Namekian hallucinogens Piccolo wandered to the stadium in time to see two giant dragons descend from the heavens. An angelic choir sung out announcing the arrival of the mammoth beasts, and a voice shouted out to him “Come enter the flying dragon fortress!”
Piccolo pranced over to the dragon looking around for an entrance, and then a hole opened up in its side. Piccolo rushed forward into the darkness with blissful trippy-ness.
A rush of bright lights flooded the Namekian’s eyes and a cheery tune started up. Piccolo looked down to see himself behind a podium, then he looked to his left and saw three retarded looking people jumping up and down with glee.
“Our first item up to bid is this grand piano” came a voice of the ghostly Bob Barker, professional animal sex preventer.
The piano was wheeled out by two scantily clad ladies whom Bob Barker looked at the whole time.
The person furthest from him chirped up “One doll hair!”
The next in line blurted out the expected retarded response “Two thousand Bob.”
The one right before Piccolo said “Two dollars.”
Suddenly Piccolo noticed something, the carvings on the grand piano was exquisite, a rare feast for the eyes. The Namekian knew then and there how much this item was worth. With anger and passion in his voice he screamed out with a vengeance “It’s OVER NINE THOUSAND!” Piccolo then proceeded to kick his way through the podium and launched himself at the piano.
The piano stood up, and the drug’s effects began to melt away from the green warrior as he suddenly saw a large man where the piano was, a puddle of blood and ripped up body tissue at his feet, and a sterile grey back drop to it all. Of course it didn’t help that the walls were closing in, but the disgruntled Piccolo had no fears.
“Time to dance green boy, we’re both gonna die here so just take your beating” the large man said moving forward with incredible speed.
Piccolo ducked the sloppy overhead hook, and pressed two palms into the man blasting him with purple ki leaving two scorch marks on his chest before running away from the way he entered. The walls were now twice as close as before and the ceiling was almost scraping his head.
Suddenly Piccolo felt himself being yanked backwards “Die with me. It will be so much fun!” the man yelled into the Namekian’s ear. Piccolo swirled around and opened his mouth clamping down on the man’s thought and ripping it out spraying a red mist over the immediate area. Immediately the man gave a gurgling cry as he slowly lost his grip and sank to the floor. Piccolo whipped his mouth out and was on his way blood soaking his new black battle gi.
The Namekian was forced to duck now as things began to get a little tight, but he could see the door in the distance. He picked up his legs from the ground and flew horizontally right towards the door, blasting through it into a waiting room with the other members of the winners bracket of the tournament.
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Post by Jeice on Nov 18, 2010 15:28:48 GMT -5
Jeice was intrigued by the strange offer by the alien race. At first, he just started to walk away, feeling down about losing his match. Beside, why would he miss a presentation of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream coat? But then, a thought hit Jeice. A very pleasurable thought.
“I might just be able to switch this day from being a total failure to it being a good one. Seeing as both Recoome and Burter went in before me, I hope that they are done with the harder of the challenges.”
Jeice went into the spaceship. A man who appeared to have been an alien he has never seen before stared at him.
“Another entrant? I hadn’t anticipated that. Very well, I must give you a challenge. You have two options. You can either pass a strength test that will require you to use very single ounce of your person to complete.”
“That sounds hard. I’ll go with whatever the second one is.”
“Ok, that one is whip your hair back and forth longer than Willow Smith.”
“…on second thought, give me the first challenge.”
The spaceship shook as two hulking figures walked into the room. One was the easily to identify Big Show, the other didn’t seem familiar to Jeice. However, he made a nametag that said “Timmeh!”
“Your challenge is that you must lift up these two men, one on each hand, and keep them held there for a full sixty seconds. If you succeed, we let you pass. If not, then you will be crushed.”
Jeice walked up to both men. He grabbed the Big Show first. His hand was already starting to falter. Then, when he tried to hold Timmeh, his hand almost fell off. But still, Jeice was able to hold up both men for the allotted time. He threw both men on the strange alien and proceeded to walk into the next room
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Post by Vegeta on Nov 19, 2010 0:16:57 GMT -5
Vegeta smiled at the thought of the "real tournament", he had lost in the first round and this was giving him a chance to redeem himself. He looked at the two doors one for the winners and one for the losers. His face turned angry as he walked twords the door. He glanced back over to the winners door and let out an angry sigh. Others that had lost the first round were heading twords the door too. One of these men bumped into the saiyan prince as they were walking. "Watch it!" vegeta said, pushing the man away. "Fuck you buddy!" the man replied pointing his finger in vegetas face. The prince backhanded the mans hand out of his face. "I can see your going the same place as me which means you already got beaten today...." vegeta said with an easy voice. "Ya so what," the man replied. "Then back the fuck up you peon or you'll get beaten twice today..." Vegeta said with an evil smile on his face. The mans face burst with anger. "why you little!" the man yelled as he cocked back his hand. Vegeta delivered a headbutt with incredible speed before the man could even throw his punch. The man collapsed to the ground. Vegetas victim lied still on the ground, his eyes went white. The saiyan prince smiled and looked over at the others who all stopped in shock at vegetas actions. The prince smiled and looked at all the pussies before him. "Anyone else want to test me?" the prince said. The croud was silent. "Didnt think so..." vegeta said with confidense. The prince began to walk twords his door again. All the others moved in fear creating a path for the prince. "this better be good" he Vegeta said as he smiled and entered the door.
(I wrote that on the plane)
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Post by Frieza on Nov 22, 2010 13:35:05 GMT -5
-Merc’s Ship-
The waiting room lit up brightly exposing Jeice, Burter, Reroome, Vegeta, and Goten standing randomly around the room. A large area in the ceiling slid open exposing a small amount purple light until Slug came pummeling through before landing softly on the ground nodding to the others.
As the door closed a screen came up from the ground showing an image Merc, “Welcome to stage two,” his voice blasted through the speakers, “you will face numerous stages to test your might, this stage will focus on teamwork, you will be tested by some of the galaxy’s most elite soldiers, good luck.”
At this a door opened exposing the shadowed figures of a small army; they all slowly moved into the room getting in a line-up facing the consolation members. A spotter moved to the front of the line-up and began to speak quietly to the men.
-Venuu’s ship-
Frieza, Piccolo, Krillin, and Bulma stood waiting silently in a room identical to that on Merc’s ship. A screen slid up from the floor showing Venuu’s face.
“Welcome to round two,” she began, “as you are the winner’s bracket you will be treated to a bye, not only that, you will also be receiving a small reward.”
At this a large box slid up from the ground in front of the screen, “In this box you will all find a small piece of equipment that we use to ‘flash train’ our soldiers, it will instantly hone your speed strength and other attributes.”
“After your fellow earthlings have completed their task you will be permitted through the door behind me, that is all.”
The screen slid back into the floor and the four warriors made their way to the box each grabbing the small metallic device, round and silver with a green light projector in the center. As instructed everyone rose the device to their eye. Instantly a rush of energy hit each one of them as their muscles bulged and minds cleared.
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Post by Cooler on Nov 25, 2010 15:30:39 GMT -5
“Get ‘em boys” the Striker said crossing his arms as the two battalions rushed forward towards the group of warriors. The Ginyu force surged before the others and rushed to meet their opponents. Recoome barreled into two strikers, and tore them literally apart blood erupted everywhere. Jeice grabbed another by the leg, and dragon whipped him into a group of three. Those soldiers were all blown up by a one fingered blast from Burter.
“I guess that means we have the other group” the young warrior, Goten said to the Sayain prince.
Vegeta rushed forward ignoring Goten and threw six ki blasts at the averter group. Each ki blast bounced off the averters and rushed towards the Sayain prince. Vegeta was caught off guard as his own ki blasts exploded into him throwing him backwards. “What devilry is this?” the Sayain Prince asked himself coughing as he got up, just in time to notice Goten hurl a power blast at the warriors with the same effect.
The other group was faring much better, and was literally tearing apart their opponents. Striker’s limbs littered the floor as blood ran everywhere.
“We need help our ki attacks are just bouncing back against us!” Goten yelled causing Burter to turn his head as he crushed the throats of two Strikers.
“I will accept no help, I’m in no need of any” Vegeta shouted as he ran towards the group of Averters using his fists this time.
“Stay here, and finish these guys off” Burter said as he flew off towards the group of Averters. He barreled into them, shoving his fist through abdomen, and knocking off heads.
“Yeah, I’m just gonna step out of here” the Spotter said to himself, his voice full of fear as the last two strikers fell.
“G’day Mate, and where do you think you’re going?” (Space) Jeice asked the spotter who appeared to soil himself.
Recoome thought he heard a distant scream but, ignored it as he helped the other warriors mop up the rest of the soldiers.
Slug laughed as he watched the others make short work of the soldiers, he would have engaged in combat but he felt like he would need to save his strength for later.
Soon the one sided battle was over, the group had passed their first test.
+125 pl, and allstats for everyone.
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Post by Frieza on Nov 25, 2010 15:32:36 GMT -5
Merc's Ship-
"Congratulations on your victory," came the voice of Merc, "in a moment the door on the far side of the room wil open and you will be permited into the rest of the ship, and we will depart to the city of Astron. For those of you who do not make it to the main hold, which is where I am currently, you will not be allowed entry and will be sent back to Earth. Good luck."
With this the large metal door rose exposing a vast hall with dozens of door ways.
-Venuu's Ship-
"The transmission you just heard was from Merc's ship," Venuu said over the speakers, " The same applies to you I shall open your door now."
The wating room door opened to an identical hall as Venuu's transmission ended and both ship's thrusters began to burst out flame. Both ships rose together and shot forward before being swallowed by a freshly opened portal.
-Astron-
A spotter enetered the giant throne room where Weezmar sat waiting. His long black dread locks spilling over his dark skin. He stood up barely taller than his throne and much smaller than Merc or Venuu the spotter noticed.
"Sir, the ships have enetered space," the spotter said saluting.
"Good, I shall inform Nep after you leave."
"Yes sir," the spotter replied before turning and making his way to the door.
Weezmar moved from his throne to the large screen on the wall behind him and tapped a few buttons. The screen lit up displaying the cyan color of Nep's skin. Nep backed up allowing Weezmar a better view of his muscular stature and a clear view of the antennas protruding from his head.
"I am assuming the ships have left?" Nep began.
"Yezzir," Weezmar replied
"And the Earthlings are still convinced that they are participating in a tournament?" Nep asked.
"They have no reason to doubt it," Weezmar said smirking.
"As long as Merc doesn't realize his only role is to die, then everything will go excellently," Nep chuckled.
"He is only the sacrifice It would be kind of hard for him to run.. I mean ruin it." Weezmar laughed.
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Bulma
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Post by Bulma on Nov 25, 2010 23:23:57 GMT -5
Bulma looked around at the others who stood around her. Everyone was stronger now and even more of a possible threat if she had to fight them. Her main worry was Piccolo. She knew how strong he was and preferred him to remain an ally. She glanced at the others. Krillin looked like he would make an interesting ally as well. His bald head made her laugh a bit to herself every time she saw it. Bulma didn’t know what to make of Frieza, he seemed a bit of a grouch.
The young woman took a last look at the others and nodded, “I’m going, good luck to you guys.”
She took off at a run through the door, keeping an eye out for another laser grid. There was not a single one to be found along the long sparse hallway. However, there were many doors that lined it. Bulma considered taking one in hopes of finding a shortcut somewhere along the way.
After careful consideration and a hallway leading to seemingly nowhere Bulma choose a doorway on her right. It led to a dark room lined with stone from floor to ceiling and beyond. Along the walls were shelved of bottled and vials of various liquids, plants, and animals she had never seen before. This place looked strangely like a scene from a book she had read.
As she went further into the room she noticed a desk at the other end of the room and a dark figure at the other end of the room hovering over the papers spread over it.
“Enter.” The dark figure spoke in a slow drawn out manor. His accent was very becoming but his voice itself a bit creepy.
Bulma continued in as beckoned.
“I don’t have all day.” The voice hissed.
The young genius found herself rushing forward.
“You come seeking the end of your journey?”
“Ye… yes.” Bulma began but was cut off.
“You won’t find it here. But I will tell you this,” the man stood over her as a vulture would its next meal, “I may look menacing but I am the least of your worries girl. Now be gone.”
Bulma found herself backing out of the door and back into the hallway as the man waved a stick to shut the door in front of her.
“Okay, that was creepy.”
She choose another door which she quickly closed upon seeing a three eyes slime monster taking a shower.
The third door was more like it. When she had opened it there were two bottles on a table before her, each labeled ‘drink me’. After reading the fine print Bulma discovered that one also read ‘to become small’ and the other ‘to become not small’. That was strange in itself, but the door beyond the table was even more odd. It had eyes!
Bending down she examined it and discovered that it was snoring. Carefully she poked the knob with her finger.
“Hey watch it!” the door yelled and snapped at her with its keyhole mouth.
“I’m sorry, I’m looking for the end of my next test so I can win the tournament.”
“Tournament? Oh, the tournament! Yes, you must pass through me and into a magical land. From there I don’t know.”
Bulma sized up the door and decided she was far too big to pass through the frame. “So if I drink that one bottle I can pass through you and then when I drink the other on the other side I will be normal size again.”
Grinning to herself Bulma pocketed the ‘grow potion’ and drank a sip of the ‘shrink potion’. After checking her size the walked over to the door and smiled, “I can fit now.”
“Whatever, just let me go back to sleep.”
“After you swing open and let me in.”
“Fine.”
The door opened and Bulma slipped through into a dark passage. Soon she was able to feel coats, fur coats, brush against her arms and then a slight breeze and she burst into sunlight. It was cold her and there appeared to be snow everywhere here. It was lovely.
“Oh great, where am I now?” She asked out loud and took a sip of her grow potion.
Deciding she didn’t need the potions anymore she discarded them in a bush just as a goat man thing walked by. This seemed like something else she had read in a book.
“You there, am I in the land I think I’m in?”
“What land do you think you are in?”
“The land ruled by an evil queen that is to be defeated by humans?”
“Yes, you are.”
“Then show me to her so I can move on to my next task.”
“No need, daughter of eve.”
The voice of the evil queen was harsh and icy and hateful.
Bulma rolled her eyes and shot an eyebeam through her. The queen crumpled into a pile of corpse and cloth. The goat man stared at her.
“How do I get out of here?”
“Click your heels together three times and say ‘there’s no place like home.’”
“I don’t want to go home you fool, I just want to get to the end of this foolishness and win.”
“Then click your heels together three time and say you wish you were on the bridge, it’s really that simple.”
Bulma did as instructed and found herself facing a normal doorway. “Fancy that.”
She opened it and entered, unsure what to expect but hoping she didn’t have to fight the other competitors she had been standing with.
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