Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2017 23:24:51 GMT -5
Thread PL: 12,301
THUD!!!
The body hit the broken concrete hard, and the footsteps of the huge Ocyrian could be heard. Qui wiped the blood of his victim from his hands, staring down at his latest victim before looking up at the rest of the destruction he'd wrought here. He shook his head. <What a bore. Since Aurora has been gone, this planet is no fun anymore. That damned Kold Demon is nowhere to be found either. And where the hell is that little bitch with the glasses? Tch...this took longer than expected as well. I'm rusty from being in captivity for so long...>
This world wasn't any fun anymore. The inhabitants were as weak as water, his captives were dead. His powerful body had fallen into disrepair following a long sleep where most of his blood had been drained and used as hair dye for Tuffle teens. The Ocyrian growled and moved over to his spacepod, still in the crater where he'd landed to begin with. <Hell...she probably forgot I existed. They probably all did, judging by the way noone from out homeworld has come looking for me. Fuck them. That's fine, I'll just make a name for myself elsewhere. But...where?>
Then, as if by fate...a cool wind would blow. Along this hey stream, a magazine would flap and hit the giant warrior right in the face. He'd curse under his breath, opening the book and reading of a planet full of warriors...Sadal. <Hrm...that sounds quite interesting. Perhaps I shall pay this world a visit. This one has outlived it's usefulness anyway.> and with that, he would step into his spacepod. Punching in a few coordinates, the hatch would close...and the Spacepod would slowly lift off of the ground. Suddenly, in a flash of light, the pod would blast off into space. Destination...the planet of the Saiya-jins.
Wc: 317
THUD!!!
The body hit the broken concrete hard, and the footsteps of the huge Ocyrian could be heard. Qui wiped the blood of his victim from his hands, staring down at his latest victim before looking up at the rest of the destruction he'd wrought here. He shook his head. <What a bore. Since Aurora has been gone, this planet is no fun anymore. That damned Kold Demon is nowhere to be found either. And where the hell is that little bitch with the glasses? Tch...this took longer than expected as well. I'm rusty from being in captivity for so long...>
This world wasn't any fun anymore. The inhabitants were as weak as water, his captives were dead. His powerful body had fallen into disrepair following a long sleep where most of his blood had been drained and used as hair dye for Tuffle teens. The Ocyrian growled and moved over to his spacepod, still in the crater where he'd landed to begin with. <Hell...she probably forgot I existed. They probably all did, judging by the way noone from out homeworld has come looking for me. Fuck them. That's fine, I'll just make a name for myself elsewhere. But...where?>
Then, as if by fate...a cool wind would blow. Along this hey stream, a magazine would flap and hit the giant warrior right in the face. He'd curse under his breath, opening the book and reading of a planet full of warriors...Sadal. <Hrm...that sounds quite interesting. Perhaps I shall pay this world a visit. This one has outlived it's usefulness anyway.> and with that, he would step into his spacepod. Punching in a few coordinates, the hatch would close...and the Spacepod would slowly lift off of the ground. Suddenly, in a flash of light, the pod would blast off into space. Destination...the planet of the Saiya-jins.
Wc: 317
