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| Vega | Apr 17 2009, 11:41 PM Post #1 |
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Zombie Half-Monkey!
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Vega was sure to hit up the bars and brothels any minute, but for now? Now he was taking in the sights. The sky was so much bluer here than it was in Hell. The air actually had smells. The beauty that had so plagued in him in damnation seemed less annoying here. And, of course, there was the chaos. Raging across an entire continent, the blue-green gem was ripe with conflict of all kinds. Crime, genocide, war . . . This was how man was supposed to live. Soaring through the skies, the Half-Saiyan tore through air, glaring down at all of the failures mankind had produced. This was what was worth living for: all the things that could kill you! Blasts tore across the air of the battlefield. Blasts from artillery fire rained down; infesting the ruins of this once-upon-a-time city with a continuous stream of explosions. Vega couldn't help but feel an adrenaline high from it all. This was the other side of his heritage, the darker side. The monkey side. He lived for this feeling; he was a crack addict for it. The terror, uncertainty of it all -- even after dying he could hardly wait to thrust himself back into the fray. There was probably something to be said for that kind of addiction. Or psychosis. Or masochistic tendencies; whatever you wanted to call it. Regardless of the label, Vega understood he was far, far from normal. But, he liked that. After all, Vega knew what was on the other side. How many people could say that? Vega existed beyond, what waited for him when he kicked off from this plane of reality for good. And, despite all of that, he wasn't reforming his ways. He wasn't going to change. If anything, his time in Hell had convinced him he had to live it all up while he could. He finally had to accept what he was: a hedonist. Indulging his thirst for battle by immersing himself in one, Vega grew bored with the human aspect of this fight already. No, he wanted something else; something foreign. He wanted to see violence from a species he hadn't witnessed in a while. " Dinosaurs! " He wanted to witness dinosaurs. And, there was only one place on Earth where the dinosaurs roamed: Australia. Ascending into the sky, Vega looked around, then exploded in a passionate green aura. He left a contrail as he flew; a footprint, evidence of his existence. Sure, he could just teleport there, but missing out on everything this planet had to offer wasn't very appealing to him. Of course, after a few minutes, teleportation seemed like a good idea. He had long-since flown away from the battlefield and now found himself in the middle of a massive African desert. The continent was notorious for its habitats, they were almost as deadly as its citizens. While he was hardly worried about a little sand -- he had seen much worse -- Vega suddenly realized he had very little bearings. Just what direction was he flying in, anyway? Coming to a halt, the Half-Saiyan floated above the ground, looking in all directions. " Hm . . . " Suddenly it happened: the first attack launched on him since he was back. Well, technically, that little Rosencrantz fiasco had been the first, but given that Vega had lost that, he did what he could to put it back from his mind. Besides, it wasn't long before Vega saw that he would have very little trouble with THIS little spar. The assault upon his person was not initiated by any type of laster, sword or fighter. Instead, it was initiated by a net. Wrapping around the Half-Saiyan's body, weights fixed on all four corners, it wasn't long before the rope had wrapped around him and he was drawn to the ground. He barely knew what to do before he looked up and saw a stupid looking human staring down at him; his newly captured prey. " Hahahahaha! Don't you know this is MY desert!? I rob all who pass through here, then stow the riches away in my magical mansion! " " Hey, fuckwad, unless you want me to tear you a new as-- riches? Mansion? You don't say!? " Greed. Goddamn he loved that. Next to wrath, it was greed Vega had missed the most. " Oh! No! What ever shall I do! I have many valuables on my person. Please, do not carry me back to your lair and rob me! Aiyee! " He'd like to thank the Academy, ladies and gentlemen. " Hohohoho! It is too late! Come, you will be my prisoner until I can ransom you! " Vega loved stupid criminals. They always made things so much easier. Getting dragged along behind some stupid thief across the desert ground was far from pleasant, but Vega distracted himself by imagining what exactly was in store for him once he reached this villain's place of residence. A large mansion? Riches? Vega could be swimming in gold by the time he was done with this sap. Gold. Vega liked gold. Why didn't he wear more of it? Then again, wearing it was a little queer. He'd much rather have it. A weapon, that's what he needed. He needed a golden weapon. Not even a nice one. A bar. One of those bars of gold. He could beat someone to death with a bar of gold, and he'd feel damn privileged doing it. Once they reached the thief's HQ, however, Vega was sorely disappointed. While he had imagined a gigantic castle with spires and many concubines kept in a harem somewhere -- Vega missed harems, too. Harems and castles. He was fantastically medieval -- he instead found a small shack constructed from a few desert rocks. The likelihood of riches being in there was slim to none. Before he was subjected to anymore of this fool's laughter, Vega tore the net a part. Looking back to see his prisoner escaping, a vicious punch right to the human's gut dropped him to the ground. But it didn't kill him? " Huh. Guess you're not as weak as I thought. " Content with knocking him out, Vega took to raiding whatever was in his little shack. He found no women or gold bars, but he managed to scrap just enough zenni together to talk himself out of killing the human by tearing off each of his appendages one by one -- and that was good enough. |
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| Biito | Apr 18 2009, 10:05 AM Post #2 |
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7% Good. 93% Bad Ass.
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Vega [ Stealing from the Thief: Complete ] [ + 230 EXP // + 50 Zenni ] Reward(s): 345 EXP // 200 Zenni |
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