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| Gatz | Dec 9 2014, 07:54 PM Post #31 |
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"I know she can do this shit she ain't stupid, but it's not her who will fuck this up. Now shut the fuck up!" The Android Terror growled at Bora's comment, and it was obvious that the terror was in a foul mood. The rage that was ready to implode from him wasn't directly towards the group in the room, but at the situation he was forced into. He was forced to watch his girl be alone in the same room with the very freak that attacked her. His broad shoulder muscles tensed when Anju rested her hands on them. His black holed eyes glared into the TVs where he watched his future self and his belonging in the same room. His hands gripped the edge of the table where the TVs were. His rugged fingers crushed the edges with ease. He did everything in his power to keep his need from going into her room and tearing the future fuck limb from limb. Suddenly, if the situation could not get worse, loud music sounded in the hallway. ![]() His mouth closed and his menacing, black eyes darted towards the door. "Red, red winnnneeee" A janitor, who did not get the memo that morning since he was a music addict, had his headphones when his boss mentioned something about being quiet. During his sweeping session, he enjoyed to dance around. It was a typical day for him. He was clueless to the hospital's silence. With his mop, he sung into the end of it with joy. Gatz's triceps flexed with rawness at the sound. "What the fuck? " He heard singing in the hallway. "I gave those workers a specific order to not do anything stupid! Whoever is singing, I want him brought to me right now so I can snap his fucking neck! GO GET HIM RIGHT NOW!" He said with hatred. His murderous eyes glared at all four of them. Paul Phoenix tried not to grin at the situation. "Aww come on boss do I have to? It's probably some janitor enjoying his jams.. Sol..Bora you can handle this right?" When he saw how Gatz looked, he glanced towards Anju. He didn't like the idea of leaving Gatz alone, but after knowing the shit his student went through, she could handle it. He looked towards Bora and Sol. "Yo, we got some dweeb hunting to do. You two up for it? As for you kid, stay here." He told Crux because they didn't need all four of them going. Being smart, he grabbed a couple of lab coats and tossed it to Bora as well as Sol. He put a lab coat on himself. It was a good fit. "This stuff will make us look like docs. Right doc?" He grinned at Bora and Sol. Slapping their shoulders, he nudged his head to the door to lead them into the hallway. The Android Terror didn't keep his attention on the three of them for long. His sights went on the TV screens again. His fingers dug into the table because of how on edge he was. He was on the brink of losing it. With Anju alone with him, she could see the struggle he was having. -------- Losing his breath for a second time when she spoke to him, the future shadow thought she told a joke. He kept silent for a moment because it was still surreal as if he was in a dream except it was real. Momentarily, he glanced down at the box of chocolates that he forgot he purchased for her. His mind, being as disoriented as it was, had trouble remembering how to interact in situations like these. It had been so long since he heard her joke around. Keeping it together, he answered her. "..I did get these for you since I remember you liked them, and no I didn't kill anyone. I won't lie though. I roughed him up because he was fucking stupid." His lips shook, but not because he was timid. His head tilted as if he were trying to get it out. It was him attempting to smile. After several tries at moving his lips a certain way, he genuinely smiled. It was creepier than he intended it to be, yet he didn't notice. Her words were an open invitation to get closer so he took it. Calmly, he approached her bed until he stood next to her. She stayed silent. He caught her staring at him, but he was doing the exact same. His eyes took in every inch of her body. The scratches he left were a horrible reminder of what he did. Feeling the need to be on the right terms with her, he lowered his voice. "I'm sorry for hurting you. You must know that I wasn't my damn self. I've tortured, beaten, brutalized, snapped, ruined, and killed so many souls. My intention was never to hurt you. It's been so long since I felt you submit to me....it's been so long since they took you from me....my queen. They took you from me when all I did was fucking protect them like you asked me too. How did they repay me? They took the one fucking thing I......" He stopped himself from getting too loud and frightening her again. His finger was inches from touching her arm. He bit his lip at the need for her to return his affection. Glancing at her, he stopped himself and pulled back. "They should have known....they were to blame for all those lives I enjoyed slaughtering. They ripped you from my arms...the mother of my offspring. If that wasn't enough, they took my offspring's innocence before she got a chance to fucking breathe. It's unforgivable. I've lived through this hell that will never end." His glare softened, but his eyes began to turn red like the blood he spilled. They were as red as Anju's. ![]() "...They should have known. I'm weak when it comes to you." His chilling, low voice growled with agony. The Future Shadow was too intense to notice the music in the background. His only thought was on her. ------ ![]() "Red, Red wiiinnnneee! It's up to youuuu!" The elusive janitor danced around through the hallways. His echoing voice made the music sound like it was incredible. WC: 1,122 TWC: 11,323 Edited by Gatz, Dec 9 2014, 08:26 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 9 2014, 08:20 PM Post #32 |
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"..I did get these for you since I remember you liked them, and no I didn't kill anyone. I won't lie though. I roughed him up because he was fucking stupid." The raven haired beauty lay rested on the hospital bed. She kept her composure for the sake of the mission at hand. In the pit of her stomach, she felt the darkness that had surrounded the Future Gatz for so long. He told her that he did not kill anyone. She could tell he told the truth. Her husband was not one to lie, and she figured this Gatz, as mental as he was, would not hold truths from her. The short response was a glimmer of hope that perhaps he was eager to be good again. "Thank you." She responded calmly when he told her that the chocolates were for her. The small smile she wore disappeared when she heard music in the background. His face twitched as if he heard it too. Her arms and legs tensed as he got closer because she thought he might react to it. Preparing to defend herself if necessary, she kept her eyes on him. {Those idiots! This is no time to be having a wild party! You would think they would at least wait until the crazy man is out of the building, but nooo. } She heard the music in the background. Since she had to remain strong, she didn't let its sound phase her. Her gentle eyes studied the Future man's gesture. He did not appear to be ready to strike her down. There was a moment of silence. His lingering eyes made her feel uncomfortable because she could not tell what he was thinking at all. As familiar as they looked, they were different than the eyes her Gatz had. This Gatz's eyes were lifeless. It was at that moment she felt a sense of dread that this man could not be salvaged. Her eyes narrowed in determination as if she were ready to defend herself. {I'm sorry Anju....} This was until he broke his silence.. "I'm sorry for hurting you. You must know that I wasn't my damn self. I've tortured, beaten, brutalized, snapped, ruined, and killed so many souls. My intention was never to hurt you. It's been so long since I felt you submit to me....it's been so long since they took you from me....my queen. They took you from me when all I did was fucking protect them like you asked me too. How did they repay me? They took the one fucking thing I......They should have known....they were to blame for all those lives I enjoyed slaughtering. They ripped you from my arms...the mother of my offspring. If that wasn't enough, they took my offspring's innocence before she got a chance to fucking breathe. It's unforgivable. I've lived through this hell that will never end. ...They should have known. I'm weak when it comes to you." He apologize for hurting her. It started off as an apology, but then it went on further. Her determined expression softened to one of pain when he retold his side of the story. The worst part about it was how he mentioned her as "his" queen. Did he notice the difference? Did he realize where he was? The life he lived was tragic. Her eyes closed as she sensed the pain he had gone through. To a man with an ego like his, she imagined how devastating it was to have his world torn apart before his eyes. She pictured him fighting with every ounce of his being to keep his family together. It almost brought a tear to her because it was not his fault. He was a man designed to destroy who was bettering himself for his wife and daughter. He put effort in attempting to be good, but that goodness betrayed him. It was the fault of soulless troublemakers who wanted to turn the planet to rubble. She saw her father in him. Beneath the tyrannical terror, he was still a man who could do good if someone believed in him again. She had no time to question his state of mind. In this moment, the only tool she could use was her heart to guide her. She paid no attention to his attempt to touch her. He drew back at the last moment when she made no advancements towards him. Her hand rested on her abdomen as Anju seemed to be guiding her through this. The decision of whether she should tell him she was not his Chi no longer mattered. She wanted to get through to him even if it meant being hard. It was time to hit him where it hurt. Her fist pressed against her heart. "Why did you give up on me...us?" She asked with whisper that did sound like her heart was breaking along with his. WC: 861 TWC: 8,837 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 10 2014, 02:02 PM.
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| Anju | Dec 12 2014, 06:05 AM Post #33 |
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Anju flinched slightly at her father's anger towards Bora. Well, now she knew she wasn't the only one who got yelled at frequently. She shared a small glance with the man briefly as a means of apologizing for her father. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. She remained where she was however, flexing her fingers gently against her father's shoulders. A small gesture to try and get him to relax. She'd go into a full on shoulder rub if she had to if it got him to just relax. She took a deep breath, and leaned forward once more as she watched the monitor. Even though she had to focus, she was heavily intrigued by the sight of her mother and father together in the same room. More so, her father than her mother. This was a very foreign sight to her. One she longed for, of course. But she was also uneasy as well. Her innocent eyes glimmered slightly, as she struggled to keep herself in check. If she slipped up now, if she became emotional.... it could be over in a flash. And then the music came. ![]() "What the heck...?" She mumbled, as she too turned to the door, trying to find the source. It was obvious it was outside the room they were in, but who the honest fuck would be dumb enough to start mopping right now? {Great...so it all really is hopeless.} She caught herself briefly thinking before her father bellowed at the other four to get a move on and silence whoever was being an idiot right now. At the very least, there were people who could handle it. Anju expected them to be able to get it done quickly, and hopefully, quietly as well. Anju's eyes returned to the screens as well, as she tilted her head, observing the scenes playing out silently. Much like one would if they were watching a particularly juicy soap opera playing out. Unfortunately, the scene before her was far from some big budget production, with actors, and lights, and make up, and choreography, for it was reality. And one could not just go around scripting things in the real world. That was someone else's job, some higher being that the teen didn't favor pondering for the moment. Instead she stayed transfixed onto her father's every word. "..I did get these for you since I remember you liked them, and no I didn't kill anyone. I won't lie though. I roughed him up because he was fucking stupid." "You have to admit, that sounds a hell of a lot like you. Except you probably would've left the guy broken instead of just roughed up." She blunted responded, as she continued to stare. However, her commentary on her father was more to keep her present timeline father as calm as possible. Or at the very least, entertained to some small degree. Just enough for him not to purposefully go and ruin it all. "I'm sorry for hurting you. You must know that I wasn't my damn self. I've tortured, beaten, brutalized, snapped, ruined, and killed so many souls." "Oh look, an apology." She continued with her commentary as though they were literally watching a soap opera. Her expression only morphing for a split second from on edge to softening up. "My intention was never to hurt you. It's been so long since I felt you submit to me....it's been so long since they took you from me....my queen. They took you from me when all I did was fucking protect them like you asked me too. How did they repay me? They took the one fucking thing I......" {This is beginning to sound like the script to a romance movie....what next?} She thought to herself. As though her personal grudges and issues with her father would just not let up, not for one single second. And then, as her eyes widened, he finally said something worth paying attention to, her anger slowly taking a dip. Her mouth gaping open, and her well kept fingernails digging into her father's shoulders, although not enough to cause harm or even warrant alarm. "They should have known....they were to blame for all those lives I enjoyed slaughtering. They ripped you from my arms...the mother of my offspring. If that wasn't enough, they took my offspring's innocence before she got a chance to fucking breathe. It's unforgivable. I've lived through this hell that will never end....They should have known. I'm weak when it comes to you." Her mind chose to focus primarily, selfishly even, on his assessment of herself. Her innocence ripped away before she even had the chance to do jack shit in this world. To pick whether she would do what she passionate enjoyed the most, dancing to music. Popping her body in various ways to the rhythm of a track. Or to be like her oldest half brother, pursuing a degree in something that was BOUND to make a world of difference. No, she HAD no choice. And even if she did, what would she have done with that choice? Squander her talents?! Or would she have been a good girl? What would she have done. His words hit her like General X had when he bitch slapped her. Only this time, instead of physical pain, instead of her body crying out to stop....it was her heart. But nothing was wrong with her physically. The pain was just....there. ![]() Her eyes began to tear up, and her mother's next words only made it worse. Soon, they fell. Small droplets landing upon the backs of her hands, as she bit down hard on her bottom lip to stifle the whimpers, the sobs, threatening to escape her. Her nails gripped and dug deeper into her present timeline father's shoulders. This was the question she was DYING to have answered. This was the moment of truth for the teen. Her teeth grinded together in anger, as her tears continued to spill. And venomously, she spat out. "Yeah...why. Why the fuck DID you give up on us....!? on her....on ME?!" Her voice raised in anger, in despair. She took a breath, but it did nothing to stop her frustrations. To ease her rising temper from reaching the boiling point....or from causing her more pain. More suffering. If only he could see her now. Grown, and sobbing like the little girl she truly was. As if in reflex, and as if she had finally realized what her true mission was, she wrapped her arms around her present father, as if to steel herself for whatever her actual father's answer was. "Why can't he.....just understand like you do....?!" She pleaded, as she pressed her teary eyed face into the back of her present timeline father's shoulders. Her heart already couldn't handle this....but even if he tried to move, she'd plead, she'd do anything to get him to stay. 1142 Words 6743 Characters Running Total 6955 Words 38340 Characters |
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| Cyborg Sol | Dec 13 2014, 10:06 PM Post #34 |
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The whole thing didn’t seem real, the second Gatz was all cleaned up and acting like a nervous teenage in front of the past self of his wife. The second cyborg was holding himself back from laughing out load at the future shadows more romantic behaviour. While Sol was looking away in an effort not to look to closely at a more personal side. All of a sudden both cyborgs looked to the screen with an expression of disbelief as music sounded out from the hallway. “Huh?” “What?!” It was odd, feeling overcome by impending doom as a result of such light and upbeat music. Both Sol and Crux looked visibly paler as a result of the music playing out. It was rare for both brothers to agree on something, but the risk of the soft rock song triggering the future shadows violent tendencies was something worth panicking over. Different scenarios ran through sol head as he tried to ponder what do to limit Gatz’s destruction. Would he try to engage the future terror directly while his brother focused on getting out everyone else or would he just try to hypnotize him and hurry up and get every patient and staff member out? Sol’s impromptu planning was interrupted by Paul’s own sudden if extremely dangerous plan of finding and capturing the music loving janitor. Putting on a doctors coat wasn’t much of a disguise but sol in his worrisome state only shook his head as Paul explained the plan, occasional saying “yeah!” and “Uh huh” as the body guard explained thing. It wasn’t until sol had left the room that he realized just what he had agreed to. Turning to Bora, Sol saw the Saiyan with his massive hair and visible face tattoo’s and upper body slightly restrained by the doctor’s coat. It wouldn’t take a genius to see through the disguise; in fact a 5 year could probably recognize that Bora wasn’t a typical doctor. Thinking about it Sol’s own bright red hair might give him away too. “We might need more than just coats if we don’t to be recognized.” Sol said as he grabbed a medical hair net from the surface of a cupboard and covered his hair. He walked forward to find the absent minded janitor, he wasn’t entirely clear on where he was but he figured he’d eventually hear him if he headed towards the room chichi was staying in. The only thing left to ponder was how best to approach the situation, should they split up to cover more ground or stick together. “Hmm before we go should we split up?” As his brother, the marked Saiyan and the “toughest in the universe” left hospital bed room. Crux wasn’t really sure what to make of the plan Paul had come up with but it wasn’t like anyone else had come up with anything better at the time. Turning his head back to face the screen he wondered how long it would take before the future terror was set off by the idiot janitor. As crux watched the screen he seemed more than a little bit amazed by the sight. The Gatz before him seemed very different before he barely noticed too distracted by the comedy in hobo Gatz trying to patch things up but there was little to find humour here. This second Gatz was a very different man now he seemed far more together and coherent, turning to look at the Gatz in the room with him, he wondered just how dependant he was on the ox-princess for his sanity. Would this man before him end up like his future counterpart should his wife vanish? Whatever the case it seemed clear to Crux that Gatz possessed just as much potential for chaos and destruction as he did for creation and order. Suddenly he noticed the daughter of the future shadow was becoming rather emotional. Crux It made sense her father was acting sane for the first time in what the second cyborg could only assume to be years but he didn’t share the sentiment. This couldn’t last the moment he seemed clear and understood he was in another time and that the ox-princess was not really the same woman he married he likely would slip back into his deranged self. The only potential solution he could think of considering they lacked a working time machine was if both present Gatz and Chichi were not opposed to polygamous relationship which seemed incredibly unlikely to the second cyborg. Looking to the screen while Anju and Gatz had their emotional moment, the second cyborg carefully observed the future shadow. He figured while they were busy he’d keep an eye on the future shadow, as he carefully observed the screen he seemed very detached from the situation. The reality of the situation had set in if something went wrong this hospital would go up in smoke and right now all he could do was watch and wait. WC: 830 TWC: 4099 |
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| Bora | Dec 14 2014, 07:22 AM Post #35 |
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They harsh reply that Gatz gave caused Bora to go quiet as intended by the android Terror. Out of respect for the man and having a understanding of the restraint he had to show to watch his wife be put in the current situation, Bora decided not to edge the man on any further or provide any further commentary. Anju seemed like the only one at this very time that could possibly keep him under control, perhaps it would be best to simply let her do the talking. Just as things looked like it might have a chance of going through without a hitch, the sound of someone singing chimed through the hallways. Bora's eyes went wide in disbelief at the sound. Gatz ice cold stare shot towards the door, as he cursed trying for a second to understand what the sound was. Rage seemed to drip from his words as he barked out the order for Paul, Sol, Crux and Bora to get the idiot making the racket. Paul seemed to be against the idea, as he simply found the idea of trying to find the janitor that could possibly cause the entire plan to be a flop. The glare that Paul received for trying to get out of the job caused him to quickly change his frame of mind and followed the orders that Gatz gave them. With a few adjustments to Gatz original plan, Paul asked Sol and Bora if they where up for hunting down the nuisance. Bora nodded at the statement a small smirk creeping on to his face at how the man still seemed to speak in a way that just never sounded serious, even when something like this could cause so much trouble for all of them. Crux was told to stay with Gatz and Anju, obviously for the reasons of not needing so many people to find the owner of the almost air horn like voice filling the hallways. Perhaps it wasn't that loud but the fear of the Future shadow finding annoyance from it, which in turn could cause more death seemed to amplify the mans voice ten fold in the marked saiyans ears. Paul tossed a lab coat to Sol and Bora for disguises as he put one on with relative ease. Bora on the other hand found his own coat to be a slight bit tight especially over his shoulders, at one point he was sure he had heard the material tear. Sol seemed to point out the fact of lab coats not being enough to let them pass as doctors. "Sol has a point I mean...I don't exactly look like a typical doctor..and neither does he with that unnatural brightness to his own hair." As Bora spoke the cyborg grabbed a medical hair net from the surface of a cupboard and covered his hair. The marked saiyan's eye twitched "Yeah.....no chance in hell I'm wearing that....I guess one of theses will have to do" He said grabbing a medical mask from the same cupboard as he placed it on his face. It seemed to hide half his face along with half the marks on his which ran down the length of each side of his face. Giving one last look over his shoulder at the two that would be left to keep The Android Terror in their room calm, Bora exited the room still slightly tense by leaving Anju and Crux to keep the Wild Card, Gatz restrained. Stepping into the hallway Sol already thought of a good question, should the three of them split up. "I think so, it would allow us to cover more ground..." Bora pulled his lips to the side as he let out a sigh. "Why is it that the average persons ki signature always seem to pool together. It's practically impossible to find the man by sensing him out...Kami it's like trying to find a needle in a haystack" he said trying to do what he had just said was impossible. After a frw seconds with no luck, he continued "Fuck it..Yeah we're gona have to do this the old fashioned way. Paul? what do you say? WC: 695 TWC: 3,283 Edited by Bora, Dec 14 2014, 07:30 AM.
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| Gatz | Dec 14 2014, 08:11 PM Post #36 |
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There was a time, I used to look into my father's eyes In a happy home, I was a king I had a gold throne Those days are gone, now the memories are on the wall I hear the sounds from the places where I was born "My father said, don't you worry, don't you worry child. Don't you worry now. Heaven's got a plan for you." The Janitor jammed to the beat of the music. His feet tapped to the beat while he sung at the top of his lungs. He was oblivious to the strict orders that were summoned to the workers at the hospital. Though he was loud, his melody echoed throughout the hallways. His location could not be easily tracked due to the echoes in the hallway. Mopping the floor, he went from room to room in a typical, orderly fashion. To him, it was a normal day at work. There was a time, I met a girl of a different kind We ruled the world, Thought I'll never lose her out of sight, we were so young I think of her now and then Still hear the song, reminding me of a friend The Toughest in the Universe perked his head up when he heard the singing get louder. Sol commented on them wearing more to their disguises. "I ain't ready to mess up my hair up just yet kid." He rubbed a hand through his spiked hair. "Besides we're the ones going to be kicking some punks ass. I guess you could call us Doctors of ass kicking." He knew the boss man wouldn't hold out much longer if this guy kept up. Sol and Bora were discussing what was the best option and then handed the bearded biker the reigns to the operation. "The dude's jamming. We gotta get his punk before the boss man loses it. I dun want monster getting set off by this dude when Chi is in the same room as him." The Toughest in the Universe got serious because it was a do or die situation. Sol suggested they split up which seemed like the best option considering they had to get the punk as quickly as possible. The hallway only went two ways North and South. "Not bad orange delight. Alright, we'll split up. You two go South and I'll take the North. Whoever finds him first, knock his ass out got it? Dun get too fancy either we don't want to make this crap even messier. Then we'll take him to the boss man." After issuing the order with his thunderous tone, he headed North. The echo in the hallway made it difficult to trace where the noise was coming from, but with them split up they had a better chance. -------- (Theme for this split scene) The Future Terror clenched his fists at his Queen's question. He never gave up on her. It was every fucking day he spent trying to figure out how to get her back. He wanted his Queen back more than anything, but he couldn't get through to the monster that had become his wife. Setting his intense glare on the resting beauty before him, he gripped the metal bar of the hospital bed. He crushed it within his grip. "I told you I'd go through the depths of hell for you and her. I'd rip my heart out and crush it if that is what it took to keep you safe. I just don't know how to get through to her! She is my Queen and she won't listen to me!" He took in his wife's face and couldn't come to terms with what she said. ----- The Greatest Android Terror's board shoulders tensed when his offspring begged for an answer. She wanted to know why her father thought how he did. He grit his teeth at her pain. Taking in the sight of the video footage, he gripped the table's edges. There were beads of sweat pouring down his temples because he what he was forced to do. With every advancement his future freak of a self did towards HIS girl, he was that much closer to snapping. Needing a release, he turned his chilling gaze at Crux. In a blink of an eye, he blasted the freak in the attempt to momentarily knock him out just before he answered his offspring's question. He spoke through heavy pants that accentuated the rage within him. "Because the Great Android terror doesn't fail...failure means a bitch's death." The Android Terror's voice became a monotone growl that was cold in nature because that was the reality the terror lived in. ----- "Because the Great Android Terror doesn't fail...failure means a bitch's death." The Future Shadow's tone sounded less aggressive and more stricken by grief. "I didn't want her to know I wasn't strong enough to protect you so I watched her from the shadows and kept her safe that way. I killed all the fuckers who got too close to her and she don't know it. I snapped their necks in the silence and away from her. The black bow freaks were after her too, but I wouldn't let them take her. I followed her here because I didn't know what that crazy mind of her's was thinking, but like I promised you I'd follow both of you the depths of hell... except not even walking through the depths of hell will get me my fucking Queen back." He commented lowly and with a broken darkness. "If you claim something as yours, you better be fucking strong enough to protect it. " He kept his glare on Chi-chi's face as he spoke his heart out to her because in a sense she was his fucking heart. She was the physical representation of it because without her he didn't have one. ----- "If you claim something as yours, you better be fucking strong enough to protect it." The Great Android Terror didn't look at his offspring as he said it because he was teaching her a valuable lesson about life. His muscled jaw clenched ferociously due to the reminder of his own advice. Violently, crimson bolts crackled from his body as he was set to kill the future freak for getting to close to what was his. The present android terror was battling with himself. It was a struggle and one he wouldn't win. With his offspring in the room crying, he was on the brink of turning into the beast no one wanted to cross. ----- The Future Shadow rose from his chair with his hands balled into fists. "Can my offspring even forgive me when I tell her it was my fucking fault that her mother was captured....my Queen was captured and that I have no fucking idea how to get her back? I've gone 16 damn years and I still don't know what to do. I want her BACK! I WANT HER BACK! I NEED HER BACK! SHE'S MINE!" He roared with rawness. ---- Gatz's growled with a ruthless hatred. http://vocaroo.com/i/s0pfNZzjw7sy He was finished. It was then he saw his wife do so something reckless as she always fucking did, but he wouldn't stand for it any longer. "What the hell is she doing?" He charged out the door like a mad man as soon as what he saw what he did. WC: 1,271 TWC: 12,594 Edited by Gatz, Dec 14 2014, 09:43 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 14 2014, 08:57 PM Post #37 |
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The Ox Princess' strength came forth. The music in the background did nothing to phase her. It couldn't at this crucial time. Her bold eyes confronted the Future man's glare when he told her that he would go through the worst. She believed this to be true, but that still didn't explain why he abandoned his daughter or never succeeded in rescuing her. As she listened, there was a glimmer of hope that this man was not lost. She listened to every word he has to say. He was a man that was driven by passion and he need to return to the glories of his old self. "I told you I'd go through the depths of hell for you and her. I'd rip my heart out and crush it if that is what it took to keep you safe. I just don't know how to get through to her! She is my Queen and she won't listen to me!" {He does know where he is!} She thought to herself. In that instance, she wanted to smile in glee because there was a chance now that the future could be saved. She didn't smile though for the sake of keeping the future man on track. There was more she wanted to know because she too had a Gatz waiting for her. If she could stop her husband from suffering the same fate and her child from not having a father, she needed to know what had to be done. "It doesn't explain to me why you abandoned our child." She urged him to tell her the truth. "Because the Great Android Terror doesn't fail...failure means a bitch's death. I didn't want her to know I wasn't strong enough to protect you so I watched her from the shadows and kept her safe that way. I killed all the fuckers who got too close to her and she don't know it. I snapped their necks in the silence and away from her. The black bow freaks were after her too, but I wouldn't let them take her. I followed her here because I didn't know what that crazy mind of her's was thinking, but like I promised you I'd follow both of you the depths of hell... except not even walking through the depths of hell will get me my fucking Queen back." The pieces were placed together. Emotionally, he was not there for their daughter, but he was there physically. Even when he was at his worst, he still protected their child as he promised. It made sense to her why her future husband thought how he did, and why he came to the present. He wanted to keep his daughter safe, but there was more to it than that. His ego was his power. She had known her Gatz long enough to know that the source of his strength was the arrogance he had within him. "Can my offspring even forgive me when I tell her it was my fucking fault that her mother was captured....my Queen was captured and that I have no fucking idea how to get her back? I've gone 16 damn years and I still don't know what to do. I want her BACK! I WANT HER BACK! I NEED HER BACK! SHE'S MINE!" (Theme for this Scene) This man needed to be reminded who the Ox Princess was and who their daughter was. He needed to be reminded who the fire tempered, stubborn he claimed as his was. It was time to take the ox by the horns literally. Without regard to her safety and ignorant to her injuries, she rose her upper body from the hospital bed and shot forward. Then her hands clenched her Future husband by his leather, coated collar firmly. The fact that he was older and more rugged didn't stop her from getting physical. This close and personal display was her attempt to rattle his unstable ego. It was her turn to be the dominant one. She wanted to provoke him on purpose. She poked the sleeping beast with a stick one would say. When she challenged his present self, he never backed down from her. His need to make her submit to his dominance was as strong as her stubborn attitude. It was a constant battle between both, but at the end of the day, they fit as one because one was not complete without the other. It's why she reacted in an aggressive way. Forcefully, she tugged him to her. His face was an inch from her's. She could feel his hot breath trickleagainst her lips. Her eyes narrowed to show her fierceness as she stared into those captivating eyes that frightened so many, yet not her. "You've know me for how long? You should know that I cannot be controlled. I'm too stubborn for it." She gripped his leather coat tighter to ignite a fire in him that couldn't be distinguished. "You don't have to do this alone. Anju is ready and strong like you. She beat that General X. You want to know why?" She didn't let him answer. Mightily, she tugged his collar until their noses touched and with pride she replied to her own question. The baby in her abdomen only enhanced the strength behind her words. "She is her father's daughter that's why." Her eyes glanced at his lips and then into his eyes in a tempting manner. Her long, loose strands trickled against the bareness of his upper chest from the one button he left unbuttoned. She was pulling out all the stops. The defiance in her face was evident. "You listen to me and listen well mister. There is nothing anyone or anything can do in this universe to change how I feel about you. You're my hero...my beast so stop wasting time and save me!" She demanded with a tenacious conviction. For once, she was the rough one in that instance, but then she allowed herself to soften. Her mood changed instantaneously to keep him on edge. Her voice weakened to a pleading whisper. Along with her lowered tone of voice, her large, black eyes glimmered with innocence. She spoke on behalf of her Future self who she knew deep down, beneath the cruel surface, cried out for Gatz to rescue her. "Bring me home Gatz! You're the only one who can give our princess a happy ending because every princess needs one! " Her passion was meant to drive her point home. "We need our King!" She wanted him to see that the Queen and the Princess needed their King. "WE NEED YOU!" They would fight by his side until the end. As a family, they needed him as much as he needed them. They wouldn't abandon him as long as he tried with every fiber in his being to fight for them too. WC: 1,206 TWC: 10,047 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 14 2014, 09:55 PM.
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| Anju | Dec 16 2014, 03:58 AM Post #38 |
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Anju's fingers flexed slightly as she thought she heard an echo. Though she was correct, it wasn't because the audio equipment was failing. It was because both her present father, and her actual father were speaking as one. The Stable and Unstable beasts voice's were creepy to hear as one. Extremely so when the stable one was now beginning to sound enraged. The teen resumed keeping a tight hold on him, not having much choice as her father's conversation resumed with her mother. Her whimpering grew louder and louder then, suddenly it wasn't just her father who wanted to crash the party. She bit down harder onto her lower lip, as she began to stifle the sobs escaping.![]() "You didn't know what the hell I was thinking....!?" She shouted, anger and grief mixing together into a dangerously emotional cocktail. "What!? Did you think I just wanted a god damn vacation!? A day off!? I'm trying to FIX this! Because YOU wouldn't! Because you PUT me in that position. What was I supposed to do?! Lay down and DIE?!" She pushed away from him then, hearing him echo once more as she put a hand to her face, trying to wipe away the tears. She had a feeling her father wouldn't be able to last much longer with her being as emotional as she was. She didn't bother passing a single glance to Crux, namely, out of the shame she felt for sobbing so openly in front of a stranger. Yet here she was, unable to control it. She wanted to throw something, anything, be destructive in whatever way. Instead, as her father roared to life on the screen, in answer to his shouts, his desperate pleas, was her brutally honest and blunt answer. The beasts own daughter roared back. "THEN WHY WEREN'T YOU WILLING TO WORK FOR IT?! You left this all in MY hands!" She responded, her heart shattering then. She didn't factor in her father's reaction to something that happened within the split second it took for her emotional state of mind to cease feeding her anger. Her father made a break for the door, and she couldn't stop it. Instead, she chased after him the best he could. ![]() "Dad please wait!" She pleaded, trying to reach out and grab onto him, but she was far too late, scrambling to follow him as best she could with her blurry vision. {I can't let you ruin this now, not when we're getting somewhere!...I think!? I have no idea....I just want...this to work!!} 421 Words 2814 Characters Running Total 7376 Words 41154 Characters Edited by Anju, Dec 16 2014, 04:00 AM.
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| Cyborg Sol | Dec 16 2014, 09:45 PM Post #39 |
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Smooth moves Sol
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Looking Bora, sol could only agree with the marked Saiyan. Being able to sense the noisy janitor would make things incredibly easy but the fact he lacked any kind of discernible power level made talents such as Ki sensing and devices like scouters virtually useless. “Yeah I have a scouter built in but it’s just as useless regular senses if I can’t I can actually see him to lock on.” Though no noises were made and sol made no kind of effort to elaborate on it, the cyborg attempted to use his internal scouter just in case, all he could see however were a couple of strong blips both near him and one in what the cyborg assumed to be Chichi’s position. The remainder were numerous weaker blips ranging from five to ten. He was right there was no real way for him to tell where that pesky janitor was. [This isn’t the best situation but if I just listen out for his music I should be able to find him.] Heading off in his own direction the cyborg kept an ear open, he couldn’t really hear any sign of the janitor’s music. After a couple of minutes just walking around he thought about turning back and trying a different route. Perhaps he could find the security office and ask for their help in looking for him but that sounded like it would take too much time. With the danger of the second Gatz erupting in anger he couldn’t really fly at max speed through the hospital either. As the cyborg continued to walk through the corridors a nurse approached him, it seemed she had mistook him for an actual doctor of some sort. Grabbing his arm she practically dragged him as she spoke whatever was going on was gravely serious. “Oh Doctor please hurry we need your help!” “Oh eh wait.” Before sol could really explain the nurse pulled him into a room not far from them. Sol didn’t pull back since he didn’t want to risk harming the nurse what he say in the hospital room was pretty dire. A patient lied on a stretcher; his skin looked charred as result of what sol could only assume to be a horrible fire. It was rather incredible that he (or she, Sol couldn’t really tell given their condition) was alive at the moment. “He was in the explosion near the old hospital, we’re- “I’m sorry I can’t help, I’m doing an investigation for the king’s guard undercover.” Immediately the cyborg pulled out his Id and showed it to the nurse, he could waist her time any longer while this person was in desperate need of help. The nurse took one look as the cyborg explained let out a heavy sigh and left not uttering a single word to the cyborg. Sol took one last look at the patient and left, he felt a sort of powerlessness that he’d not felt in ages. If only he could do more than just donate his Ki to another, if only he could heal person with that Ki instead. Leaving the room the cyborg tried to put his thoughts of helping someone that he failed to protect out of his mind. If he wasn’t focused and found that janitor now, no doctor could help save that person’s life. Meanwhile Sol’s brother was groggily getting back to his feet. One minute he was looking at the TV screen in an effort to stay focused on their mission the next he’d be blasted to the other side of the room likely by that drunken hobo’s alternate self. What was most hurting was the fact they had all left the room, the daughter didn’t seem to make any effort to help him up well it was possible he slept through her efforts but the fact he had not been moved to a bed didn’t do much to convince him otherwise. [Ugh…that’s good that’s real nice, the father blasts me out of the blue and the daughter doesn’t even try to help me.] In a way he supposed he should be thankful the brute didn’t outright kill him then and there. Raising to his feet the second cyborg rested against the wall and waited for the world to stop spinning. Feeling rather frustrated, Crux turned to watch the TV screen. The ox princess and future shadow didn’t seem to be in any trouble so why did the android terror attack him and run off. It certainly wasn’t out of fear of his own retaliation. [How do you put up with these people Sol?] Finally the world stopped spinning and that awful stinging sensation where that brute had shot him was finally starting to numb. The second cyborg let out a sigh as he walked out the door keeping an ear out for the sound of footsteps that might belong to the father daughter duo. It seemed like suicide but with sol, Bora and Paul gone it was up to him and the brutes daughter to top the android terror. He wasn’t looking forward to getting into another fight with a Gatz but if it had to happen to it had to happen. [Sol better fight me in his powered up form after this.] WC: 876 TWC: 4975 |
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| Bora | Dec 20 2014, 06:14 AM Post #40 |
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Bora chuckled at the bikers statement about not wanting his hair to get messed up. Bora could only imagine the amount of hiar spray the man must have used to get it in it the way it was. Although after a few years the mans hair most likely could have grown in such a way, where it simply learned to keep it's high, flat top shape. How the man kept it in place in a fight seemed to baffle the saiyan, but now was not the time to think of such silly things right now they had to find the janitor that was about to cause their entire plan to go to shit. The singing of the man seemed to echo through the hallways, practically being amplified by the long corridors throughout the hospital. Sol's or as Paul put it, Orange delight's idea of splitting up became the main plan for the three of them. The hallway only went in two directions so Paul gave Bora and Sol the Northern option while he would go south. With that said Bora nodded at the biker so as to say got it boss and quickly followed after Sol. A few moments past as they searched through the corridors. It was silent, the mans voice who previously seemed to sound like a mega phone was completely gone. "I hope Paul is having a better time at finding this guy than us" He said as he looked around the corner of another of the maze like hallways. For some strange reason Bora heard no reply from the cyborg, he too seemed to disappear. The marked saiyan scanned around in a complete 360. "He's gone? well fine I didn't enjoy he's company anyways" He said with narrowed eyes and twisted his mouth in a displeasing way completely oblivious to the fact that Sol was just pulled into one of the many surgery rooms. Taking one more glance at the now four way corridor Bora did the only thing he could do at this point in time. With his finger he pointed at each hallway on after the other as he said each word. "Eni, meanie, miney...you" The marked saiyan sprinted off into the completely "random" choice of hallway keeping a ear out for any sound of the janitor. As her ran through the corridors the sound slowly began to pick up once more but the s hospital being a maze and all, made it extremely difficult to pin point the voices owner. It was getting to a point where Bora was about to pull his hair out from the frustration. Taking another five corners, Bora's eyes went wide as he saw the janitor. Overwhelmed with frustration and rage Bora shot towards the man with triple his normal speed of running. The janitor continued to simply sing along without a care in the world. Wait, wake up in the morning to the clear blue sky Turn up the music when I hop in the ride The windows down let the whole world see Can’t nobody rock it like the little old me I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up I got my chucks and my dickies and I put it on black Banging Sinatra in the black cadillac My old lady leaning out the whole window Everybody lookin when we walk in slow I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up Wait, 1 for the money and a 2 for the show but 3 to be a legend even if I’m poor I ain't chasin' nothin' you gon' have to catch me and if you wanna taste you gon' have to pay a fee I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up Call my mama, in-laws and my little scarecrows? When they hear my record well they all hit the floor Babies rock a pose c'mon fill the front row The homies in the back tip their hats real low I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up I'm the bomb and I'm 'bout to blow up . "Get ready to met Doctor shut the fuck up!" the saiyan yelled as he extended his arm into a close line. The mans eyes went wide a second before impact , his last words being "I'm 'bout to blow up?" ![]() BAM! The impact from the close line caused the man to lift into the air spinning like a wheel as his teeth flew out in every direction. Bora skid to a halt as the mans body made a fleshy thud as he flopped to the ground. "Got ya, you annoying sonofbitch." Climbing to his feet he walked over to the man who was knocked out cold. With a tug he lifted the man over his shoulder and quickly made his way back to the the monitoring station Gatz had put up in the room. Paul's Ki signature seemed to be heading his way, probably still in a blind search from the janitor. Knowing where Sol was was practically impossible. Bora stopped in his tracks trying to think of a way to get a message out to the two that the man was found. Shooting a glance at the wall, the saiyan spotted a conveniently placed intercom, A smirk stretched on to Bora's lips as he picked up the phone and pushed the button. He had to try and be professional about this. As he pushed the button a small tune rang through out the hospital. Bora covered the mic as he cleared his through. "Will Dr. Flat-top and Dr. Orange delight please report back to room 812..there is a somewhat noisy man that needs immediate medical attention. Thank you" With that said Bora quickly hung up the phone with a snicker and marched back to the room, still completely oblivious as to what he would find back at the room. WC: 978 TWC: 4,261 Edited by Bora, Dec 20 2014, 06:35 AM.
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