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Topic Started: Apr 19 2009, 05:37 PM (64 Views)
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The ad on the television was not exactly spectacular. The job it described was certainly not glorious in nature. However, Speels watched it again as he had absolutely nothing better to do. He was still quite sad that the jewel he killed that demon for disappeared the moment he touched it. Even still, he has this odd tingling sensation running up his leg. Maybe he should go visit the local doctor to have that checked out. Anyways, he thoughts finally settled back on to the amazing television ad before him.

"The Capsule Corp is now hiring strong minded and even stronger bodied people in its illustrious security division. If you want to kick start your career with the most respect company in the galaxy, please contact Ziggy Stardust at the Capsule Corp headquarters to set up your interview today."

You know, the window shades in this hotel room were actually of a higher production quality than that television commercial. Rather surprising considering the company running the ad. Oh well, Speels was feeling rather light in the wallet and he needed some extra cash. Not to mention the fact that he is bored nearly to tears.

He trodded out of his hotel room and jumped from the second story balcony and into a waiting convertable. Speels sighed heavily, too short to see or press the peddles. He would have to ride that damned bus again! Oh God how he hates riding the bus. It is always so crowded, stinky, and quite uncomfortable. That little old women still gives Speels the Heebie Jeebies! Seriously, how can one person have so many cats! They were always all over the place. Now, do not get Speels wrong, he loves cats. He thinks they are funny and he would love to have one for a friend. However, when you have thirty of those little meowing bastards running all over a bus packed to the gills with people. Well, then I would love to see just what your reaction would be. Judge not lest ye be judged!

And that is just the beginning! There is also that really, super tall man. He is so tall that he has to haunch over even while sitting down so that his head will not hit the roof of the bus. His neck looks like one of those funny giraffes Speels sees on television. In fact, Speels calls the man, Giraffe Man. His arms always stick out past the sleeves of his suit. Not but just a small about either. His sleeves would stop just past his elbows. His pants never touched the tops of his shoes. It was like he is always expecting high flood level type waters. Then his feet! Good God almighty his feet! Speels could use his shoes as sailboats! His eyes protruded out from their sockets and he always looked like he was on a caffine high.

Such is the life of our undaunted hero. Public transportation for the man, erm, Majin, who just last week killed two vampires, a demon, and broke the record for Grape soda consumed in a week. There should be a ticker tape parade! With marching bands, cheerleaders, and millions of adoring fans praising Speels for his heroism! That or at least a free car. One that he could actually drive. Heck, Speels would even take a scooter! Anything other than this damned bus.

Oh, and another thing about the bus. The bus stop! The waiting! Granted, right now the weather is decent. During the winter months, one could die inside the unheated booths.

Wait, wait, wait, Speels never rides the bus. He can fly. He was just remembering John Rocker. Silly Speels, the Capsule Corp building is only a few miles away.

SWOOOOSH!

Moments later a quite proud Speels stands at the gates of heaven? Where is King Yema? Speels had escaped Kuhn had he not? Oh, nevermind, Capsule Corp. Overly protective. Got it.

Beyond the gate Speels could see various vehicles traveling back and forth. The guard inside the shack looked out at Speels with a rather bored look on his face. He lifted his walkie talkie to his mouth and said something into it Speels could not hear. A few minutes later a tall man, with orange hair and wearing a white lab coat arrived.

"Are you here for the security job?"

Speels looked around to confirm the man was indeed talking to him. Speels nodded in affirmation.

"Very well. You are the only applicant and the convoy will be leaving shortly. The job is yours. Payment will be received once the convoy safely reaches its destination. Understood?"

Speels nodded affirmation again and followed the orange haired fellow after he motioned for Speels to do so. The convoy consisted of exactly three vehicles. Speels was to ride in the lead car. He was simply there as a warm body in case of danger. The Capsule Corp did not anticipate any trouble but they did not become so strong by being sloppy. The hiring of Speels aside that is. Speels liked the truck he would be riding in today.

The truck had a big block 454 with aluminum heads, a tunnel ram intake and dual 4bbl Holley carbs. The transmission was a Munsee M-22 "rockcrushher' feeding the power back to a Capsule Corp designed rear axle with 4.88-1 gears. They had fitted the truck with a straight axle and four wheel disc brakes. The tilt front end was fiberglass as were the doors and deck lid. They also used plexiglass for the side windows that slid back to front instead of rolling up and down. The wheels were Bulma mags 200-s, 15x6 front and 15x10 rear. They used Race master drag slicks for racing and Firefox grand prix rain tires for street use. In other words, this thing is going to be FAST! Speels is happy. If nothing else, he would get to ride around in the fastest non spaceship he has ever been in.

"LET'S GET GOING!"

(1,000 words on the nose.)
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The guy is the driver's seat has absolutely no sense of fun. All this power and he uses it to drive the speed limit! Come on man! This truck has balls do not cut them off now! Calling this thing a truck without using those ponies is like calling an ox a bull. He is thankful for the complement but would much rather have restored what is rightfully his! Speels fidgeted in his seat. BORING! Speels was wanting some adventure, fun, or at the very least to see just how fast this car could go!

Instead he was stuck with Driving Miss Daisy. The driver never said a word. He just stared straight ahead through his black visored helmet. He was even wearing grey gloves to match his grey suit. Even this guys boots were grey. Grey man with a grey personality, driving a grey truck, on a grey road on a grey skied day. Hmph, Speels could turn grey too ya know! Speels had to fight the urge to just ram his head into the dashboard repeatedly.

Just what the heck were they transporting anyways? A new weapon? A jacket? A new dragonball?

"It is not of your concern pink man."

Speels nearly pissed himself right then and there. The man in grey had a voice. More importantly he could apparently read Speels thoughts. Uh-oh, did he see what Speels thought about that Reina woman who made the tournament finals.

"Yes, I can. And you are one disturbed individual. Pepto bismol was never meant to be used in that manner."

Speels blushed three shades of red. In fact, he probably matched his aura. Well, how was Speels supposed to know THAT. Ah well, such is life it seemed. So now not only was he stuck in total boredom but he has a dull, mind reading, no fun having driver to deal with too! Maybe riding the bus would not be so bad after all.

"Pink man, you wanted action. Well, it looks as though you have your wish. The terrorist know as Madok is about to strike."

"How do you know that?"

The man removes his helmet and laughs.

"My name is Madok. Capsule Corp killed my father. Prepare to die."

Speels stood up in his seat and shouted back at Madok the terrorist.

"LINE THIEF!"

Speels wound up and launched a punch at the slicked back black hair of Madok. The attack missed by a country mile.

"Remember pink man, I can read your thoughts!"

Madok then back handed Speels across the truck. Speels slammed hard into the door and stumbled to the floor below. Madok put the hammer down and the truck lurched forward using all those ponies Speels so longed for. His face burred into the ground, Speels did let out a muffled, "Finally."

In the vehicle behind him, the truck carrying the prototype followed the Madok driven vehicle. The driver cackled as the corpse of the Capsule Corp security force was flung from the passenger side. The third, trailing vehicle was nothing more than a burning pile of ruble.

Back in the lead truck, Madok smiled broadly. This plan could not have gone any smoother. Stardust was only too eager to turn on the Capsule Corp and this buffon in pink was such a simpleton that he would be quick work.

Speels slammed one hand onto the seat. Then the other and finally his head reappeared. He gingerly climbed back into the seat and began to cry. This only caused Madok to laugh heartily. Speels suddenly lurched at Madok and engulfed his entire head inside Speels mouth.

"Mindread this BIOTCH!" Randomness Fuck The World! The truck swerved all over the place before Madok was finally able to work himself free of Speels oral ensarement. Speels started dancing and singing out loud.

"Never conqured, never came. Sixteen just held such better days!"

Madok's eyes went wide with fear.

"No, no damn it. How do you know how to cancel out my mind reading abilities. Such horrid..."

"Days when I still felt alive. When I could not wait to..."

"GOD DAMN YOU BLINK 182!"

"RAWR!" Speels leaned out of his window and send a KI Blast into the front of the truck behind him halting it dead in its tracks. He turned back to Madok and shrugged. Only one way to stop him.

Speels turned around and bent over. Moments later he let off the most massive of farts EVER recorded. The shockwaves were enough to knock Madok out of the truck cab and allowed Speels to jump on the brakes.

Speels chased after Madok the terriorist. This guy was a Cheetorz! And well all know what happens to Cheetorz! They never win.

"BONZAI!" Screamed Speels as he dove from the truck cab and crashed landed on the prone body of Madok the Terrorist. Speels could hear Madok the Terrorist's bones snap like twigs on the forest floor. He did not show so much as an ounce of mercy. This bastard would suffer for trying to trick Speels. After Speels handled his business hear, he would head back to the Capsule Corp building to deal with that fruity looking Stardust character. Who in the blue Hell is named Stardust anyways?

Just because a guy is short, cuddly, cute, pink, friendly, trusting, and naive does not mean you should think you can just take advantage of him. Now granted, if Reina wanted too, Speels would certainly welcome it. Hubba hubba! Well, this Madok the Terrorist guy is not going any where for quite a while. So, Speels headed back to the truck which was actually carrying the prototype. His KI Blast had found its mark. The driver's head was splattered all over the interior. It made Speels long for some watermelon. His curiosity got the better of him. He had to know just what the prototype was.

He scurried around to the back of the truck. He covered his eyes as he sent a small blast of KI into the lock. The doors pull open to reveal...oh look, I hit my word count!

(1,015 words. Yes for Discount cards and zenni)
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| Mod note to Dan-san: do not give Speels the zenni / item reward for completing this quest, as he already used both in a market transaction. |
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(what he, falstaff, said)
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[ Price is Right: Complete ]
[ + 680 EXP // + 100 Zenni ]
Reward: Discount Card (Earth) // 150 Zenni
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