Post by Dark on Dec 8, 2021 8:47:41 GMT -5
Dark couldn't count how long he was sent flying in the air. Pushed out of the saibaman forest by that blue wad of gum with a conviction for protecting those things, he had most of his armor busted up and couldn't really feel a lot of his body. What he did feel was in pain. A burning sensation of ki running him over. A disproportionate amount, might he add. How was he alive after that? Maybe he was especially stubborn for a Saiyan. if he ha dany energy left in his bones he'd probably be sparking with his wrath right about now.
Things went dark for a while as he felt his body crumple up against a higher part of the created Saibaman Wastes. Far from where he was. Away from that blue thing. If seeing a streaking torpedo of a man wasn't enough for someone to notice him, the crashing and throwing up of entire hills of debris would. Providing a nice and rocky crater that might yet be his tomb. Dust would cover the area for a moment as he's laid out. Back up against the ground as his body was faced upwards. That murky fuschia red sky is the first thing he gets to see as his eyes blink a few times.
He might think about moving. Putting his mind to it though, his body relents and aches with an unimaginable pain. Did he break something? Probably. As fading as his power was it wouldn't be too far a stretch to say his whole body was broken up. The kid might have made his last mistake there.
But he refused. He'd just have to find a way back to Sadala... The rejuvenation tanks would be his saving grace. He wonders how that'd go. The longer he stays on his ass the more likely some idiot with a different chip on their shoulder justs ends him. Not to mention that creeping feeling he got in his head suddenly. And like that, he coughed up some blood.
Ohhh... He was blacking out again. He groaned as he felt his vision fad again. Would it be his last?
Thread PL: 18,000
WC: 364
Things went dark for a while as he felt his body crumple up against a higher part of the created Saibaman Wastes. Far from where he was. Away from that blue thing. If seeing a streaking torpedo of a man wasn't enough for someone to notice him, the crashing and throwing up of entire hills of debris would. Providing a nice and rocky crater that might yet be his tomb. Dust would cover the area for a moment as he's laid out. Back up against the ground as his body was faced upwards. That murky fuschia red sky is the first thing he gets to see as his eyes blink a few times.
He might think about moving. Putting his mind to it though, his body relents and aches with an unimaginable pain. Did he break something? Probably. As fading as his power was it wouldn't be too far a stretch to say his whole body was broken up. The kid might have made his last mistake there.
But he refused. He'd just have to find a way back to Sadala... The rejuvenation tanks would be his saving grace. He wonders how that'd go. The longer he stays on his ass the more likely some idiot with a different chip on their shoulder justs ends him. Not to mention that creeping feeling he got in his head suddenly. And like that, he coughed up some blood.
Ohhh... He was blacking out again. He groaned as he felt his vision fad again. Would it be his last?
Thread PL: 18,000
WC: 364