Happy Birthday, The Roosland Ki Party
Jun 23, 2006 17:18:32 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2006 17:18:32 GMT
In a dark and secluded laboratory, the whole room was filled with chips and cables that made up a kind of floor carpetting as it interspaced the actually base of grey metal. The walls were covered in screens with basic masking-tape tags, they each showed somebody who was floating in a viscous green liquid they all had spiky hair and a tail wearing a single grey piece of spandex that floated and bubbles issued forth. Each one was unconscious and each tag had SC and their designated number written next to it. Green light filled the room except for the patch of darkness where the resident of this lab was sitting. The only figure in this lab who was truly "alive", he was sitting cross-legged and wearing yellow and black leggings ending in brown boots. A dirty white lab-coat trailed onto the floor and the figure was sitting in shadow from the waist up
"It has been a year... since I came here" The figure laid a hand down on his lap and the mettallic claw that had replaced his right arm was shown. He cackled loudly and laughed as he clenched the steel fingers that were now part of him.
"Now, it's time to take this planet for myself. After some well deserved vengeance" He lunged forward and the ghastly gaunt face that belonged to Dr Jiron was in the full glare of the light, his thin ginger hair shooting off his wrinkled skull and the upper right half of his face was now cold steel with a brilliant red eye that glistened and pulsed in the light, he stood up and threw his arms up laughing and screaming loud enough to wake up the thousands of figures in their tubes as he screeched
"I will kill you, SC0!"
On a sandy bluff of the island that they'd called Roosland since Son Carniku, Roos and Xarius had invaded the peaceful island months ago, sat a figure in tight grey spanex trousers and heavy black army boots. He wasn't wearing a shirt and was laying back in a very relaxed pose, his black hair splayed out horizontally. He had a good body, leen and muscular but looked intimidating with some aura of darkness. A figure in a blue uniform strode up, tight dark blue trousers and brilliantly white boots, complete with a militaristic blue jacket folded over diagonally and pinned by a golden button with white gloves on his hands. His hair was a uniform black spikes style and his eyes the same black. He held his hand in front of his arm in a U-bend shape and said loudly and clearly
"General! We have located the Rogue Unit, he is landing in front of the large castle like structure we have identified as Castle Come-a-Lot, owned by the monarch..."
"Roos. I know, I'm not an idiot"
"Sir, I would never insinuate..." The man in blue said instantly
"Wrong" the young man crunched his stomach and flipped upwards onto his feet, he walked towards the man in blue and looked him dead in the eye, blue meeting black as he said slowly and icily "You can't. You Clones don't have a jot of sentience, why can't I have one of the other three Generals do this... Kajax is much weaker than me, surely he'd be a better choice"
"Father said you would be best"
"Right, right, Dad always knows best... OK, where's my coat?" Another identical man in blue bent down to one knee and held out a long black leather garment, The General whipped it off and swung it on himself. He rolled his neck and flicked the collar up, the back had a detailed flaming fist on the back. He looked at the two clones and grinned chillingly
"You guys... go and say hello to Big Brother" The two disappeared in a flash of light blue and the General walked away from the castle's direction with his hands in his pockets. He had somewhere else he needed to go... As he approached the end of the island he smiled evilly and extended one arm. Lightning lanced around and he clenched his fist.
"I'm HOME!!!" Carniku bellowed as he landed on his feet after plummetting about 2,000 feet out of the sky. He'd changed before coming back from Liebe into Jeans and a light blue shirt with a red circle in the centre, a lance went through the red circle and resembled the letter zero. His brown hair was spiked as usual but he looked a lot more presentable than he normally would, the reason? It was his 18th Birthday! He knew Roos had been planning some kind of party but not what would happen, he'd hopefully be shocked in reality to save himself habing to act it. He took a step towards the door and at the same time as the General closing his hand he felt a splitting head-ache. He fell to his knees and clutched it as he felt a shock of power striking through him, a field of green and he was breathing uneasily at the pain until suddenly it cut out. He looked shocked and got up rubbing his arm, that was... weird. Was it an 18 thing? He didn't know, biologically he was sort of on his own since no other Saiyan Clones existed on the planet or anywhere else since Jiron had probably been killed. He looked at the slightly dusty grass-lands of Roosland and pushed heavily on the door to throw it open as he shouted out, unconvincingly
"WOW! I wonder what Roos has done Whilst I, Carniku, Have been away!" Fake, but Roos would appreciate his surprise.
"It has been a year... since I came here" The figure laid a hand down on his lap and the mettallic claw that had replaced his right arm was shown. He cackled loudly and laughed as he clenched the steel fingers that were now part of him.
"Now, it's time to take this planet for myself. After some well deserved vengeance" He lunged forward and the ghastly gaunt face that belonged to Dr Jiron was in the full glare of the light, his thin ginger hair shooting off his wrinkled skull and the upper right half of his face was now cold steel with a brilliant red eye that glistened and pulsed in the light, he stood up and threw his arms up laughing and screaming loud enough to wake up the thousands of figures in their tubes as he screeched
"I will kill you, SC0!"
On a sandy bluff of the island that they'd called Roosland since Son Carniku, Roos and Xarius had invaded the peaceful island months ago, sat a figure in tight grey spanex trousers and heavy black army boots. He wasn't wearing a shirt and was laying back in a very relaxed pose, his black hair splayed out horizontally. He had a good body, leen and muscular but looked intimidating with some aura of darkness. A figure in a blue uniform strode up, tight dark blue trousers and brilliantly white boots, complete with a militaristic blue jacket folded over diagonally and pinned by a golden button with white gloves on his hands. His hair was a uniform black spikes style and his eyes the same black. He held his hand in front of his arm in a U-bend shape and said loudly and clearly
"General! We have located the Rogue Unit, he is landing in front of the large castle like structure we have identified as Castle Come-a-Lot, owned by the monarch..."
"Roos. I know, I'm not an idiot"
"Sir, I would never insinuate..." The man in blue said instantly
"Wrong" the young man crunched his stomach and flipped upwards onto his feet, he walked towards the man in blue and looked him dead in the eye, blue meeting black as he said slowly and icily "You can't. You Clones don't have a jot of sentience, why can't I have one of the other three Generals do this... Kajax is much weaker than me, surely he'd be a better choice"
"Father said you would be best"
"Right, right, Dad always knows best... OK, where's my coat?" Another identical man in blue bent down to one knee and held out a long black leather garment, The General whipped it off and swung it on himself. He rolled his neck and flicked the collar up, the back had a detailed flaming fist on the back. He looked at the two clones and grinned chillingly
"You guys... go and say hello to Big Brother" The two disappeared in a flash of light blue and the General walked away from the castle's direction with his hands in his pockets. He had somewhere else he needed to go... As he approached the end of the island he smiled evilly and extended one arm. Lightning lanced around and he clenched his fist.
"I'm HOME!!!" Carniku bellowed as he landed on his feet after plummetting about 2,000 feet out of the sky. He'd changed before coming back from Liebe into Jeans and a light blue shirt with a red circle in the centre, a lance went through the red circle and resembled the letter zero. His brown hair was spiked as usual but he looked a lot more presentable than he normally would, the reason? It was his 18th Birthday! He knew Roos had been planning some kind of party but not what would happen, he'd hopefully be shocked in reality to save himself habing to act it. He took a step towards the door and at the same time as the General closing his hand he felt a splitting head-ache. He fell to his knees and clutched it as he felt a shock of power striking through him, a field of green and he was breathing uneasily at the pain until suddenly it cut out. He looked shocked and got up rubbing his arm, that was... weird. Was it an 18 thing? He didn't know, biologically he was sort of on his own since no other Saiyan Clones existed on the planet or anywhere else since Jiron had probably been killed. He looked at the slightly dusty grass-lands of Roosland and pushed heavily on the door to throw it open as he shouted out, unconvincingly
"WOW! I wonder what Roos has done Whilst I, Carniku, Have been away!" Fake, but Roos would appreciate his surprise.