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| The Last Tuffle in the Afterlife | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 28 2016, 07:43 PM (120 Views) | |
| Orengee | Oct 28 2016, 07:43 PM Post #1 |
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The Last Tuffle
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Orengee opened his eyes amazed. He wasn't expecting to be back on his feet once again. For a moment he could have sworn being swallowed up by the Saiyan's energy attack. But now he found himself standing in a line of what seemed to be thousands of people. The sky wasn't a brilliant blue, as it was on Earth, any longer. Instead a pink, sunless sky loomed above him. The entire cityscape of West City seemed to be replaced by golden clouds as far as the eye could see. Where exactly did the prince of all Tuffles end up. "Keep moving," a blue orge yelled at the line. Everyone continued to take one step forward into a huge white and red mansion that laid ahead of them. It took Orengee a moment to get his bearings. But as he looked down he was amazed and taken back by what he saw. His parts, the mechanical prosthesis that he had attached during the war, were all gone. All replaced by his old form. His metallic armor was void of presence, only showing Orengee has he was in life and whole. "You there!" the ogre shouted at Orengee. "I said to keep the line moving! You are slowing things down!" The ogre gave a stern shove to Orengee's back to press him forward. "Don't lay a hand on me, you--" Orengee struggled for the word. He had never seen an ogre before in his life nor his afterlife. "..you, s-sir! I have defeated foes who had more manners than you!" "Whatever," the ogre rolled his eyes. "Don't give me any lip and keep moving!" The ogre shoved him once more. "Where the hell am I?" the prince asked after shoving his frustration to the back recesses of his mind. "You think I am going to tell you now?" the Orgre replied. "You will find out soon enough!" The line continued to flow forward eventually feeding Orengee into a large room by himself. The ogre attendants would have drawn the Tuffle's attention it if wasn't for the three story tall, red-skinned ogre that sat in the middle of the room. He was seated at a large wooded desk going over piles of paperwork. Orengee raised an eyebrow to this gigantic man and wondered what was going to happen now. ______________________________________________________________ WC: 381 TWC: 381 |
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| King Yamma | Oct 31 2016, 09:27 AM Post #2 |
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![]() King Yamma looks down at the next in line. Looking upon Orengee he quickly can tell he is a strong fighter. Checking his paperwork he comes to the conclusion it is Orengee, the last of the Tuffle race who was killed by Gohan, son of Goku. "Ah... You have been quite a menace i see Orengee.... you killed two I checked in just several hours ago....You will be going to Hell with that track record." King Yamma grabs a stamp which is labeled Hell and slams it into Orengee's paperwork. The Big Ogre places the paper in the Hell been and tells the Tuffle Prince to go follow the path to Hell. |
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| Orengee | Oct 31 2016, 02:57 PM Post #3 |
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"I don't know who you are but I'm not going anywhere," the Tuffle prince demanded. "Especially Hell." The Tuffle prince folded his arms in defiance to King Yamma and his authority. A stern look grew on Orengee's face. Could this be another opponent to stand in his way? "If you are referring to those Saiyans I've killed then you are mistaken. I only fight those who have hurt my people or would stand in the way of me exacting justice for my fallen people. The Saiyans have done terrible things to my race and I. Surely being a judge of some kind yourself you could understand, King..." Orengee paused to read the name plate on the King's desk. "Yamma. King Yamma. I have done no crime that deserves to be simply dismissed into Hell. If anything, I have fought for my people with every breath of my body. I should be rewarded with being with my people and loved ones again at the very least." _______Orengee's Word Count_______________ WC: 167 TWC: 548 |
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