Post by Alaistair on Jul 3, 2015 20:55:57 GMT
(This is an interplanetary travel thread from Planet Earth to Planet Vegeta. Alaistair isn't sticking around here!)
It had been a few days since Alaistair's long gathering of what was happening in the Western Capital, and he had been getting very weary from it. Repairs to large medical wing at a hospice not far from Alaistair's business had been under a lot of repairs, but as this had been happening, terrifying news to even the Devil, via his sense of Ki: A powerful attack strong enough to annihilate a planet was just unleashed yesterday. The disturbance had him sitting in his office, as he tried to figure out what caused such an explosion. Of course, as he did, the devil's hallucination of the, 'Jester,' came along every now and again to plague his mind with memories of what he did in the Southern Galaxy, all those years ago.
Then, today came with a foreboding message, transmitted from a man who called himself Realigning thread. The man sounded as psychotic as the jester, but then he provided some information for satellites to follow, pointed at Planet Namek. The devil growled loudly, his voice shaking the room he was in, "FILTHY INGRATE! HOW DARE-"
The man's transmission continued, give a list of commands to follow. They were to gather the mystical spheres Namekians made, in order to grant wishes through a powerful dragon: Dragon Balls. He was planning to use them to eradicate the entire saiyan populace off the face of the universe! The fool did not realize the limitations of what the dragon balls could do, but the threat of annihilating every single person on the planet quickly brought Alaistair's attention in line.
He could not have his life ended... And he could not allow anyone of importance to die with it. He lept over his table and blasted the giant doors of his office wide open. He made his way downstairs and down the hall, where he kept his ancient suit of armor. It had been refurbished and cleaned, though the rust still lingered. He donned the ancient armor and strapped his sword to his waist. The black scouter lingered on his face, as he bellowed out, "Dorgia! Arthus! Eres! Meet at the front of the Loft! Now!"
The devil grabbed a capsule slotted inside his armor, one that looked just as old as the armor did. He rushed downstairs and saw the 3 assembled at the door. He looked at the three and told them, "Get to Arcose or Vegeta. They are more equipped to handle threats like this. As for me, I'll be taking the Loft to Planet Vegeta..."
"Do you have cold feet, Mr. Alaistair..? I could've sworn the man who could take the Cherry Valley Loft from Monsieur Cesare could easily take care of a small ma-"
A quick draw of the blade rung loudly, silencing the noisy Bar and Loft, as Alaistair's enraged voice shook loudly, "Fear? Yes, it is fear I feel, but not for my life, but rather for the lives of the people in this city! Each individual soul who's lived on this planet for as long as you or I have and made a stake here is going to suffer greatly because of this madman! However, if we leave what we have now, we will return to this planet and we will renew..! If you are so bold, Arthus, why don't you go meet the man threatening your life and silence him?"
Arthus held up his hands, as Alaistair pushed the blade into his neck. He swallowed, backing up into a wall as he blurted out, "Put that down! There's reason to be clawing out at-"
"Exactly my point! Now get out of my sight, brat!"
The devil sheathed his sword and walked outside the loft, shoving Arthus into the wall. Eres and Dorgia followed suit, along with the crowd of people inside the Loft, save for a few drunks. Alaistair clicked the switch and tossed the capsule out, a plume of blue smoke bursting to life as an old, circular space pod showed. He then made his way over to one of the walls of the Loft, where a Capsule Corporation Logo was printed on a panel. He opened it up and begun to hit a few numbers, shouting out, "Everyone! Stand back!"
Engines roared, as the Cherry Valley glowed a brilliant white light, before making a popping noise and shrinking into a Black number 8 Capsule. The devil grabbed the capsule and made his way over to the pod through the crowd. Many people were asking all sorts of questions, asking if he was leaving or if he was a coward. He dared not answer a single one... Not yet.
He entered a code on a panel just next to the entrance, the gears coming to life as a damaged computer uttered, "W-W-Wel-c-c-c-c-c-come. Pilot. A-A-A-A-A-Alaist-st-st-st-air."
"Attention, everyone! If you choose to flee now, to Planet Vegeta, you will be greeted to a home and protection from violent threats! I will be taking the Cherry Valley Loft to their and I will make a deal with their Queen, to guard your safety! Make no mistake, I am indeed leaving this planet. However, we will one day return to our fair blue gem, once the threat is taken care of! The saiyans and Arcosians are an honorable group, and though our relationship with them is on the rocks, they will help us in our time of need! I hope to see many of your faces and ships in the skies of Vegeta, and your ships headed to the Arcosian planets! Farewell and may we meet again!"
Alaistair hopped into the ship and typed in the coordinates to Planet Vegeta. As he did, he made sure to vocally order the ship as well, "Head to planet Vegeta. Alert me for when we enter their space, so that I may request for a meeting with their queen... What was her name? Zucceta?"
It had been a few days since Alaistair's long gathering of what was happening in the Western Capital, and he had been getting very weary from it. Repairs to large medical wing at a hospice not far from Alaistair's business had been under a lot of repairs, but as this had been happening, terrifying news to even the Devil, via his sense of Ki: A powerful attack strong enough to annihilate a planet was just unleashed yesterday. The disturbance had him sitting in his office, as he tried to figure out what caused such an explosion. Of course, as he did, the devil's hallucination of the, 'Jester,' came along every now and again to plague his mind with memories of what he did in the Southern Galaxy, all those years ago.
Then, today came with a foreboding message, transmitted from a man who called himself Realigning thread. The man sounded as psychotic as the jester, but then he provided some information for satellites to follow, pointed at Planet Namek. The devil growled loudly, his voice shaking the room he was in, "FILTHY INGRATE! HOW DARE-"
The man's transmission continued, give a list of commands to follow. They were to gather the mystical spheres Namekians made, in order to grant wishes through a powerful dragon: Dragon Balls. He was planning to use them to eradicate the entire saiyan populace off the face of the universe! The fool did not realize the limitations of what the dragon balls could do, but the threat of annihilating every single person on the planet quickly brought Alaistair's attention in line.
He could not have his life ended... And he could not allow anyone of importance to die with it. He lept over his table and blasted the giant doors of his office wide open. He made his way downstairs and down the hall, where he kept his ancient suit of armor. It had been refurbished and cleaned, though the rust still lingered. He donned the ancient armor and strapped his sword to his waist. The black scouter lingered on his face, as he bellowed out, "Dorgia! Arthus! Eres! Meet at the front of the Loft! Now!"
The devil grabbed a capsule slotted inside his armor, one that looked just as old as the armor did. He rushed downstairs and saw the 3 assembled at the door. He looked at the three and told them, "Get to Arcose or Vegeta. They are more equipped to handle threats like this. As for me, I'll be taking the Loft to Planet Vegeta..."
"Do you have cold feet, Mr. Alaistair..? I could've sworn the man who could take the Cherry Valley Loft from Monsieur Cesare could easily take care of a small ma-"
A quick draw of the blade rung loudly, silencing the noisy Bar and Loft, as Alaistair's enraged voice shook loudly, "Fear? Yes, it is fear I feel, but not for my life, but rather for the lives of the people in this city! Each individual soul who's lived on this planet for as long as you or I have and made a stake here is going to suffer greatly because of this madman! However, if we leave what we have now, we will return to this planet and we will renew..! If you are so bold, Arthus, why don't you go meet the man threatening your life and silence him?"
Arthus held up his hands, as Alaistair pushed the blade into his neck. He swallowed, backing up into a wall as he blurted out, "Put that down! There's reason to be clawing out at-"
"Exactly my point! Now get out of my sight, brat!"
The devil sheathed his sword and walked outside the loft, shoving Arthus into the wall. Eres and Dorgia followed suit, along with the crowd of people inside the Loft, save for a few drunks. Alaistair clicked the switch and tossed the capsule out, a plume of blue smoke bursting to life as an old, circular space pod showed. He then made his way over to one of the walls of the Loft, where a Capsule Corporation Logo was printed on a panel. He opened it up and begun to hit a few numbers, shouting out, "Everyone! Stand back!"
Engines roared, as the Cherry Valley glowed a brilliant white light, before making a popping noise and shrinking into a Black number 8 Capsule. The devil grabbed the capsule and made his way over to the pod through the crowd. Many people were asking all sorts of questions, asking if he was leaving or if he was a coward. He dared not answer a single one... Not yet.
He entered a code on a panel just next to the entrance, the gears coming to life as a damaged computer uttered, "W-W-Wel-c-c-c-c-c-come. Pilot. A-A-A-A-A-Alaist-st-st-st-air."
"Attention, everyone! If you choose to flee now, to Planet Vegeta, you will be greeted to a home and protection from violent threats! I will be taking the Cherry Valley Loft to their and I will make a deal with their Queen, to guard your safety! Make no mistake, I am indeed leaving this planet. However, we will one day return to our fair blue gem, once the threat is taken care of! The saiyans and Arcosians are an honorable group, and though our relationship with them is on the rocks, they will help us in our time of need! I hope to see many of your faces and ships in the skies of Vegeta, and your ships headed to the Arcosian planets! Farewell and may we meet again!"
Alaistair hopped into the ship and typed in the coordinates to Planet Vegeta. As he did, he made sure to vocally order the ship as well, "Head to planet Vegeta. Alert me for when we enter their space, so that I may request for a meeting with their queen... What was her name? Zucceta?"
