Post by Mayze on Jul 15, 2016 2:19:51 GMT
The Saiyan General Mayze held a dull expression on his face as he slowly descended the ramp of his ship. Needless to say he wasn’t really looking forward to today. He was to be inspecting the Space Prison Knutts, which was a rather boring and meticulous job of walking through the halls of the ship and inspecting for anything out of the ordinary. It wasn’t much fun, and he would rather be doing a thousand other things, but someone had to do it, and he honestly had nothing better to do. We would’ve sent some lackey, however, there was a chance Vocado was here, and when he was in the vicinity things tended to be a lot more interesting.
Last time he had been here Vocado had been unable to guide him. It had been a bore, with some stupid, senile kabochan named Toby leading him throughout space station who continuously talked about useless bullshit like the latest tv shows. He had been thoroughly disappointed, and ready to drop over dead from boredom when he had finished the inspection. Hopefully things proved to be more interesting this time, or there would be hell to pay.
As he gazed out across the area, he noted with interest that a large number of guards seemed to of assembled in a military parade formation, “Well this is different,” he briefly wondered what the occasion was, but he recalled that the paper he received had mentioned that this would be an inspection of the personnel and their living quarters. He sighed before pursing his lips together in a fine line.
He stepped onto the metallic ground when a dry, old, hoarse, and boring voice called out to him, “Well, welcome back sir General Mayze. Today it seems you will be inspecting the uh-” a sound of rustling paper filled the air, “Ah! Here it is. Ahem, it seems you’ll be inspecting the er, personnel and their quarters today with me today, mhm yes indeed, mhm.”
The cold feeling of dread overtook Mayze as he slowly turned to the recognized voice. What he saw caused a look of utter despair to appear on his face. The man that stood before him was the senile kabochan from last inspection...
“NO, GOD! NO GOD PLEASE NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOO!”
The general took a few deep breaths and a moment to compose himself, ignoring the shocked look on Toby’s face, “Ahm,” he glanced pointedly at the kabochan, “Sloppy, senile, corrupt. A pathetic excuse for soldier,” a blue glow highlighted the trembling man’s face, “GOOD RIDDANCE!” a large blue ball of light rocketed from Mayze’s hand, striking and instantly vaporizing poor ole Toby.
Mayze gave a quick sigh of relief before yelling, “NEW GUIDE PLEASE!”
Vocado
Last time he had been here Vocado had been unable to guide him. It had been a bore, with some stupid, senile kabochan named Toby leading him throughout space station who continuously talked about useless bullshit like the latest tv shows. He had been thoroughly disappointed, and ready to drop over dead from boredom when he had finished the inspection. Hopefully things proved to be more interesting this time, or there would be hell to pay.
As he gazed out across the area, he noted with interest that a large number of guards seemed to of assembled in a military parade formation, “Well this is different,” he briefly wondered what the occasion was, but he recalled that the paper he received had mentioned that this would be an inspection of the personnel and their living quarters. He sighed before pursing his lips together in a fine line.
He stepped onto the metallic ground when a dry, old, hoarse, and boring voice called out to him, “Well, welcome back sir General Mayze. Today it seems you will be inspecting the uh-” a sound of rustling paper filled the air, “Ah! Here it is. Ahem, it seems you’ll be inspecting the er, personnel and their quarters today with me today, mhm yes indeed, mhm.”
The cold feeling of dread overtook Mayze as he slowly turned to the recognized voice. What he saw caused a look of utter despair to appear on his face. The man that stood before him was the senile kabochan from last inspection...
“NO, GOD! NO GOD PLEASE NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOO!”
The general took a few deep breaths and a moment to compose himself, ignoring the shocked look on Toby’s face, “Ahm,” he glanced pointedly at the kabochan, “Sloppy, senile, corrupt. A pathetic excuse for soldier,” a blue glow highlighted the trembling man’s face, “GOOD RIDDANCE!” a large blue ball of light rocketed from Mayze’s hand, striking and instantly vaporizing poor ole Toby.
Mayze gave a quick sigh of relief before yelling, “NEW GUIDE PLEASE!”
Vocado
