Post by kyabetsu on Apr 4, 2016 5:26:01 GMT
His black armor absorbed the light of the sun as he stood there amongst a town full of corpses. This was pathetic. These humans were quite possibly the lowest form of life the young Satan had ever seen. He could understand why the legends said that numerous aliens had tried to wipe them out before. In his mind, they were worthless.
He spat on the bloodied, battered corpse of a Policeman. No movement whatsoever, as expected. "Hrmf...why did I come to this mud ball again?"
"Because you were going to do what no other Saiyan could do? Remember?" His reflection stared back at him an answered him as he stared into the windshield.
"Pft. Boring. I'd be better off going back home and training to become...what was that thing? Those things with the blonde hair and green eyes?" As smart as he was, he still had his moments. His fragile mind would sometimes crack a little more, and he'd lose memories.
Of course, his reflection, his psychic Id would always remind him. "A Super Saiyan, you moron. It's almost laughable that you'd actually think you can become one, considering you were born with no power whatsoever..."
An evil grin spread across the face of the psychotic Saiyan, and he turned and walked away from "himself". He then extended his left arm, left fist aglow with white hot ki...and BOOM! The entire car would explode into a towering pillar of flames. "Screw you. I'm going home to claim my destiny."
And so he would travel to his space pod, one time use but he would only need to use it once. This psychotic, blood thirsty Saiyan sat down in the seat, springs creaking under his two hundred, ninety seven pound frame. The door closed with a "Whoosh", then he blew the console off and punched in some coordinates. The space pod slowly began to hum and rose from the ground, then blasted off into the wild blue yonder, smoke pouring out of it's exhaust ports.
He now had a goal in mind...and that goal was to become the most dangerous Saiyan alive.
(If anything is gained from departure threads, PL please)
He spat on the bloodied, battered corpse of a Policeman. No movement whatsoever, as expected. "Hrmf...why did I come to this mud ball again?"
"Because you were going to do what no other Saiyan could do? Remember?" His reflection stared back at him an answered him as he stared into the windshield.
"Pft. Boring. I'd be better off going back home and training to become...what was that thing? Those things with the blonde hair and green eyes?" As smart as he was, he still had his moments. His fragile mind would sometimes crack a little more, and he'd lose memories.
Of course, his reflection, his psychic Id would always remind him. "A Super Saiyan, you moron. It's almost laughable that you'd actually think you can become one, considering you were born with no power whatsoever..."
An evil grin spread across the face of the psychotic Saiyan, and he turned and walked away from "himself". He then extended his left arm, left fist aglow with white hot ki...and BOOM! The entire car would explode into a towering pillar of flames. "Screw you. I'm going home to claim my destiny."
And so he would travel to his space pod, one time use but he would only need to use it once. This psychotic, blood thirsty Saiyan sat down in the seat, springs creaking under his two hundred, ninety seven pound frame. The door closed with a "Whoosh", then he blew the console off and punched in some coordinates. The space pod slowly began to hum and rose from the ground, then blasted off into the wild blue yonder, smoke pouring out of it's exhaust ports.
He now had a goal in mind...and that goal was to become the most dangerous Saiyan alive.
(If anything is gained from departure threads, PL please)