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Post by Tomoka on Mar 20, 2017 4:35:44 GMT
37 days before arrival:
Tomoka had woken up, and saw the sight of a comet pass by the window of his pod. It was quick, but it was a rather awesome sight to behold. He didn't know why there was so much light, so when he pressed his face towards the window, he stared in awe at a red dwarf most likely hundreds of millions of miles away.
"Woah. Only get to see this in the videos on astronomy... this is cool." Tomoka said this as he stared at the cool star. Staring at planet Vegeta's sun for to long would always cause his eyes to tear up after he was done, but due to how far he was from the much, much cooler star, he wasn't surprised that he was able to look at it for much longer before he had to close his eyes. Tomoka kicked back in the pod (more accurately moved back a bit) and began to sleep once more, dreaming of stars... and planets.
33 days before arrival:
"Yeah... just like that..." Tomoka would mutter as he drifted out of the x-rated dream playing inside of his teenage skull. He blinked, than swore aloud, angered.
"DAMN IT! Right when it was about to get good..." He growled. He looked around the pod, wondering if there was anything to do. He spotted a button that said RADIO, and pressed it.
"Search for any signals that have... metal. Metal rock." He would command of the radio. The radio than came up with a timer that stated: ESTIMATED TIME TO FIND RADIO SIGNAL= 25.54 HOURS.
"Shit... hey, computer, get me to sleep till than! I have to wait for a while, and I'd rather spend it with a few ladies than in this pod!" Tomoka shouted. The pods computer began to let certain chemicals enter the tiny atmosphere of the pod, and Tomoka would soon drift back into sleep, filled with a lot less ladies than he would've preferred.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (OOC: hey guys! Decided to do a little thread about the month Tomoka spent on his trip to Namek! Don't bother joining, it's just him, the pod, and all those lady classmates he's been staring at for the past few years.)
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Post by Tomoka on Mar 20, 2017 20:14:43 GMT
32 days before arrival:
Snoring. Besides the hum of the engines, it was the only sound in the pod. And after 25 hours, Tomoka was waking from his sleep. He hadn't had a single dream whatsoever, which got him rather angered.
"Ugh... worst sleep of my life." Tomoka had said after around 10 minutes of waking up, cracking his neck and yawning a few times. He rambled on in his head about how his subconscious was totally bullshitting him, denying him even a single woman, or dream, to enjoy while he slept. The only entertainment he would have for the next month would either be such dreams, or... music. He than remembered why he awoke, and grinned.
"Computer, have you found anything?" He asked, hoping for a few stations. The computer buzzed for a few moments, than, on the tiny screen in his pod, he saw a few stations. They didn't have names, and some of the names weren't in languages he could understand. There were a few dozen, which made him grin.
"Computer, remove any station that doesn't talk like a normal saiyan." he would say this as he crossed his arms, knowing that the computer would understand what he meant. And just as he expected, around a quarter of them disappeared. He couldn't help but frown. Why would a computer be smart enough to infer a sentence about wanting to get rid of a few stations from the feed, but it wasn't able to figure out that any station that the passenger couldn't understand... was unfit to be listened to? It was probably broken. Yes, that was it. Broken.
"Play the first one." Tomoka would say. Just than, blaring static would fill the pod, and what sounded like drums could be faintly heard in the background.
"GOOD GOD TURN IT OFF!" He screamed, and the computer shut it off immediately. Tomoka sat there for a few minutes, trying to recover from the blaring white noise he had heard.
"Alright... computer... cut volume, and try to get a better connection. It may take a while, but I don't care." Tomoka would say as he rubbed his ears, as they throbbed in pain. The computer displayed that it would take around another day for him to actually listen to music. "FUCK!" He shouted, anger filling his voice. "If this continues on the trip, I'm gonna ask for a million zeni when I land on namek, so I can buy myself the most luxurious spaceship out there, and not spend my time cramped in a spacepod for a month!" He would shout angrily, before he reactivated his hibernation cycle to go for a full day. He lay back, still angered, but he than drifted off into sleep.
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Post by Tomoka on Mar 21, 2017 20:17:29 GMT
31 days before arrival:
Tomoka would wake quietly, once again, no dreams coming to him. He cursed once more under his breathe, and he clicked a button on the computer. "Broadcast any station within range." Tomoka would say flatly, just wanting to hear anything at all. As he waited, he began to ponder about a few things. Sure, he was angry at the computer, but for what reason? He asked it for stations, it gave him stations. He asked it to give him good stations, it gave good stations. Everything he had asked of it, it had delivered.
Than again, he would've preferred for things to be faster- but this pod was old. Yes, decades old, nothing more than a hand me down. It was obvious that it would be slow, yet it managed to perform well enough to receive radio signals from dozens of light years away in mere days! That was an amazing feat. Hell, it was amazing that there were such ships that were capable of traveling that far in such a short amount of time, when only a few thousand years ago, a saiyan of his age would probably only know his village and the land around it, with all the other villages they warred against.
Tomoka began to realize how amazing this truly was, and he couldn't help but smile, realizing how stupid he had been to call such an amazing piece of equipment like this trash. And just as he finished his thoughts, a song began playing.
"Oh, hell yeah!" Tomoka shouted, enjoying the sound of heavy strings and powerful drums. He had enjoyed this music for years, and it didn't stop now. And so, for hours, Tomoka listened to the many, many songs on the radio, until he finally passed out.
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Post by Tomoka on Mar 24, 2017 4:02:35 GMT
29 days before arrival:
Tomoka groaned, waking once again from sleep, but this time, he had not gone into a temporary hibernation. For the past 2 days, he had jammed to various metal songs, not stopping before he had finally passed out from exhaustion yesterday. He groaned, and he tried to move his hand to a button, which would activate hyper sleep for the default time he had set: one week. He would pull himself forward, trying to push the button. "Damn... it..." he would say. He was a saiyan warrior, but he couldn't move to push a button? Ridiculous.
Finally, he willed himself forward, his head banging on the glass, and he groaned as he typed in the command for his hybernation sleep. In minutes, he was once again out cold, waiting to wake up again in a week's time.
22 days before arrival:
Tomoka had had a rather... interesting... dream in the time he had awoken. While Tomoka had slept, he had dreamed of a classmate of his approaching him, admiring his strength. He had answered somewhat politely, but it had escalated quickly. She had sat down next to him, and he couldn't help but feel like she has rubbed him a few times, wondering what was going on. Before long, it was clear she was admiring his body, and amongst saiyans, that's an open invitation. He was just about to lean in, when suddenly, he was torn out of his dream quickly and forcefully as the hibernation cycle ended, and he woke once more. "FUCK!" He shouted, and he began a long string of cursing for the next few minutes. "It was getting to the good part damn it!" he would shout, angered by the fact that his dream had once again been taken from his grasp. He growled, putting his head in his hands. "Damn it..." Tomoka would groan.
But than, he stopped to think for a moment. Why was he angry about this? He was getting mad over the fact that he couldn't experience certain fantasies, but it wasn't like they were far from actual reality. He knew the namek's were asexual, but he doubted only nameks and males of other species were on namek. So, he let it brush past him. When he got there, he would learn of the dragon balls, than spend any zeni he could get on some... services. Yes, that would be good. But now, Tomoka was wondering: what was his plan? Sure, most of the nameks were peaceful, but a few were warriors, and powerful ones. Tomoka wasn't that afraid though. He was a saiyan warrior, a graduate. It was unlikely that this planets warriors would be able to stand against his power, if they tried to fight him. No matter. He would set his hibernation pod for another week, and would wait.
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Post by Tomoka on Mar 26, 2017 15:02:40 GMT
15 days until arrival:
15 days until arrival. It was a humbling site, to see such a number. Only 15 days, and for the overwhelming majority of that time, he would be asleep. Now, he couldn't help but wonder: what waited for him upon that world? He had heard that there were a handful of dangerous namekians, but all he had to do was steer clear of such massive power levels. And what would they be mad about to begin with? Because he dared to land on namek, because he dared to try and find out if a legend about magical wish granting balls existed? No, no, what would be the point in beginning open hostilities with the most powerful empire in the universe, over a single saiyan warrior who wanted to know of the dragon balls existed. But than again, why would they care? It's not like the empire stuck its neck out for young saiyans who literally just went on a rogue mission for their own interests. Cus... it didn't. What was to say that if the nameks did decide to attack the young warrior, and he was defeated, the empire wouldn't do anything about it? It wasn't that big of a surprise, really. Why attack an entire planet for the sake of one man?
But than, Tomoka began to think a bit more. If he could get his hands on the dragon balls... he could figure out how they were created. It wouldn't be hard, no, not at all. It would be easy as easy could get, all he had to do was figure out who created them. And than, all he would have to do... was bring someone with the same power that the one who created those dragon balls... back to Vegeta. And once he was there, he would create a new set of dragon balls, for the empire's purposes. Oh, this plan was magnificent! First, power, than, eternal life, and finally, dragon balls for the SSE! He'd be seen as a hero, one of utmost respect! He would bring the most valuable riches in the universe to the empire! How would they NOT adore him for this?
Tomoka began laughing in his pod, the plan in his mind only a few short weeks away from coming to pass. All that needed to be done was to locate the dragon balls, find a suitable namek, and return to Vegeta! And when he did all of this, his life was set, and that life would never end once the dragon balls were in his possession! Now... for a plan of approach.
The nameks would most likely be wary of a saiyan warrior crashing from the sky, and demanding the location of their magical wish granting balls. But... if that same saiyan was injured, incapacitated, and unable to fight... why would they fear him? He had heard that some of the dragon caste were a peaceful, kind sort. Surely they wouldn't leave the "injured" saiyan to die! He'd gain their trust, and none would attempt to attack him, for he was just an injured saiyan. He'd casually ask about the dragon balls, they'd tell him if they were real or not, and would, eventually, point him in the right direction. All would go according to plan, and if it didn't, he wasn't afraid to use... lethal force.
Tomoka, now with his plan for victory in his mind, would set the hibernation settings, having it end when he had broken through the atmosphere of namek, and was about to land. As Tomoka fell asleep, he was confident, despite knowing so little. He did not know that he hadn't properly set the landing settings. He had not known that right now, this very moment, a battle was taking place on namek, in which people were fighting because of the dragon balls' very activation. And, of course, he was unaware of the looming threat... of the mazoku banner.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *end of thread. Taking Zeni*
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Mar 29, 2017 15:38:42 GMT
Tomoka WC: 2,217 ZENI GAINS: 1,552 OLD ZENI: 6,436 NEW ZENI: 7,988
Adding now.
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Post by Tomoka on Mar 29, 2017 19:12:20 GMT
Thankies.
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