Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2016 23:48:50 GMT -5
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It had been a long day constructing her palace for the Lanza. While the rest of her Lanza elites went home to rest she traveled on her own ship to rest in. She would wash her hands and walk over to that comfy throne of hers and simply sits down, moaning in soft relief as she can finally relax... She would lean her back in and take a deep breath. "Mmmmm, it feels good to finally have some time to fucking rest! I was starting to hate this fucking construction deal buuuut... If it's to make Lanza a thing I must do so with my hands," she said. She would pull herself up and look over at her rifle. While the four Lanzas were on break... Someone at the resting spot brought up something that points out concerns. It seems we are outmaneuvered in power against Vegeta. Saki has possibilities of becoming something great like a Super Saiyan's power but it wouldn't be enough. She would let off a sigh and rest her hand on her hand as it kept her head up and still. There was still so much to think about this invasion and with only a couple of weeks left before they launch... It felt like she was rushing things. She would sigh lightly and begin shaking her head, "I think maybe I should delay this attack on Vegeta... The four of us won't be able to take on an entire capital... They might have Super Saiyans for all we know..." she grumbled to herself.
Suddenly, a hologram from the rifle appears... It was Lancer! "Leena, why must you always forget something?" he said in a serious question. She would sit up and flick him off, "The fuck did I ever forget you piece of shit?!" she barked towards the Hologram. He would chuckle, "You realize that you're a Saiyan too.... So therefore you too can become a Super Saiyan!" he said in an optimistic tone. She would quickly put her hand up, "I do not have the damn power for that! It seems to be only a gifted thing for a Saiyan to become a damn Super Saiyan! A Royalty in the most!" she said in a loud tone. She had somewhat of a point, all the current saiyans with this power have specialty in their blood. Leena just saw herself as a simple Saiyan, nothing more. "I think you're wrong Leena. I think any saiyan can do this but you deny it. If you keep denying that power you'll never become a Super Saiyan! I can sense it in your damn soul! You have so much hate and if you keep building that up... You may unleash a super saiyan!" he said trying to push her into believing. However, she would simply laugh at him and flick him off once more. "You fucking moron! If being a Super Saiyan is a common thing then I should have been a Super Saiyan already! It's not common! No one but special saiyans can get this damn transformation! How cares about it anyways, Lancer?! I can be strong without that stupid transformation!" she said in an angry tone. Lancer would slowly sigh and shake his head, "With that attitude, you'll never become strong. You'll always be a weakling. Just face it... You're nothing without the power of Super Saiyan!" he said trying to drill that into her head.
She gripped her fist and slammed it down on the arm rest, "ENOUGH!! Super Saiyan is just fucking garbage! It's a false way of making you stronger! ALL LIES! Shut your damn mouth and start doing something productive!" she said in an angry tone as her AI simply looked at her. With his will, he felt a hint of disappointment in her to not even seek this power. However, he would nod slowly, "As you wish, Primera..." he said before disappearing off into his chip. She would lean back and grumble. She had a lot of thoughts going through her head but there was one thing that the Primera hated to admit... Lancer was actually right. She was technically acting high and mighty when in reality she has nothing to back it up. A damn shame to put it in that way but she needed to figure out a way to actually become a super saiyan. This will be most definitely a hard mission. She thinks she's special enough to do it but she doesn't want the others to think so. She slowly looks at her screen in front of her and sighs, "I should really look for someone to help us in our invasion. Someone I can repay but who...?" she said... She had to think about this carefully. If she going to push this all within two weeks, she needs another knife to be with her in the set. A larger knife to cut the bulky stuff down with her, but who? She thought about it... Than it hits her! Natto! She would quickly type in planet Natto and the ship slowly spins with her chair going up and it a dome room with the universe map. She would lean back as the call rings... Something picks up but it's static... This usually means that someone picked it up but they are only listening. She would lean forward and speak up with her Lanza tongue.
"I am Primera of the Lanza, Leena! I have contacted you on our behalf to ask for your leader. I am calling in peace. I have something urgent your..... Overseer I think the highest rank was? In respect of course. The Lanza are seeking an invasion on Vegeta's Capital and blowing it up to exterminate its threat from the universe. You and I have a very common enemy, alliance. The Empire betrayed me and sent me after this fucking fool known as Atsuko. I won't be saying more but I'd love for a talk. Please respond, Overseer," she said in a soft yet loud tone. Her armor kept her anonymous but the only proof of her being Saiyan was that tail she had was swaying all around and about. She would cross her legs as the camera was on her, waiting for someone to pick up.
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It had been a long day constructing her palace for the Lanza. While the rest of her Lanza elites went home to rest she traveled on her own ship to rest in. She would wash her hands and walk over to that comfy throne of hers and simply sits down, moaning in soft relief as she can finally relax... She would lean her back in and take a deep breath. "Mmmmm, it feels good to finally have some time to fucking rest! I was starting to hate this fucking construction deal buuuut... If it's to make Lanza a thing I must do so with my hands," she said. She would pull herself up and look over at her rifle. While the four Lanzas were on break... Someone at the resting spot brought up something that points out concerns. It seems we are outmaneuvered in power against Vegeta. Saki has possibilities of becoming something great like a Super Saiyan's power but it wouldn't be enough. She would let off a sigh and rest her hand on her hand as it kept her head up and still. There was still so much to think about this invasion and with only a couple of weeks left before they launch... It felt like she was rushing things. She would sigh lightly and begin shaking her head, "I think maybe I should delay this attack on Vegeta... The four of us won't be able to take on an entire capital... They might have Super Saiyans for all we know..." she grumbled to herself.
Suddenly, a hologram from the rifle appears... It was Lancer! "Leena, why must you always forget something?" he said in a serious question. She would sit up and flick him off, "The fuck did I ever forget you piece of shit?!" she barked towards the Hologram. He would chuckle, "You realize that you're a Saiyan too.... So therefore you too can become a Super Saiyan!" he said in an optimistic tone. She would quickly put her hand up, "I do not have the damn power for that! It seems to be only a gifted thing for a Saiyan to become a damn Super Saiyan! A Royalty in the most!" she said in a loud tone. She had somewhat of a point, all the current saiyans with this power have specialty in their blood. Leena just saw herself as a simple Saiyan, nothing more. "I think you're wrong Leena. I think any saiyan can do this but you deny it. If you keep denying that power you'll never become a Super Saiyan! I can sense it in your damn soul! You have so much hate and if you keep building that up... You may unleash a super saiyan!" he said trying to push her into believing. However, she would simply laugh at him and flick him off once more. "You fucking moron! If being a Super Saiyan is a common thing then I should have been a Super Saiyan already! It's not common! No one but special saiyans can get this damn transformation! How cares about it anyways, Lancer?! I can be strong without that stupid transformation!" she said in an angry tone. Lancer would slowly sigh and shake his head, "With that attitude, you'll never become strong. You'll always be a weakling. Just face it... You're nothing without the power of Super Saiyan!" he said trying to drill that into her head.
She gripped her fist and slammed it down on the arm rest, "ENOUGH!! Super Saiyan is just fucking garbage! It's a false way of making you stronger! ALL LIES! Shut your damn mouth and start doing something productive!" she said in an angry tone as her AI simply looked at her. With his will, he felt a hint of disappointment in her to not even seek this power. However, he would nod slowly, "As you wish, Primera..." he said before disappearing off into his chip. She would lean back and grumble. She had a lot of thoughts going through her head but there was one thing that the Primera hated to admit... Lancer was actually right. She was technically acting high and mighty when in reality she has nothing to back it up. A damn shame to put it in that way but she needed to figure out a way to actually become a super saiyan. This will be most definitely a hard mission. She thinks she's special enough to do it but she doesn't want the others to think so. She slowly looks at her screen in front of her and sighs, "I should really look for someone to help us in our invasion. Someone I can repay but who...?" she said... She had to think about this carefully. If she going to push this all within two weeks, she needs another knife to be with her in the set. A larger knife to cut the bulky stuff down with her, but who? She thought about it... Than it hits her! Natto! She would quickly type in planet Natto and the ship slowly spins with her chair going up and it a dome room with the universe map. She would lean back as the call rings... Something picks up but it's static... This usually means that someone picked it up but they are only listening. She would lean forward and speak up with her Lanza tongue.
"I am Primera of the Lanza, Leena! I have contacted you on our behalf to ask for your leader. I am calling in peace. I have something urgent your..... Overseer I think the highest rank was? In respect of course. The Lanza are seeking an invasion on Vegeta's Capital and blowing it up to exterminate its threat from the universe. You and I have a very common enemy, alliance. The Empire betrayed me and sent me after this fucking fool known as Atsuko. I won't be saying more but I'd love for a talk. Please respond, Overseer," she said in a soft yet loud tone. Her armor kept her anonymous but the only proof of her being Saiyan was that tail she had was swaying all around and about. She would cross her legs as the camera was on her, waiting for someone to pick up.
WC: 1,043