RPG Dragonball: Saiyan Conquest

[Yoda]

Zanitz eyes snapped open, and he leapt out of bed. He had slept all of two hours, he had lay awake most of the night thinking about their mission. King Cold himself, the most powerful being in the galaxy, had chosen his team over everyone else, over all his personal elites and soldiers, to go and take over Morklark. This was their chance, this was finally their chance to prove themselves. Zanits kicked off the thin sheet he used for a blanket, and climbed out of his old shabby bed. His team still lived basically in a hole in the earth... their front door was a thin metal sheet, most of the furniture were old seats from busted space pods, and few of them slept on anything that could be classified as a bed. Xanits walked over to the corner, where his armour had been dumped the night before. He fitted on his boots, then his breastplate, and finally his gauntlets. He looked about his "bedroom", one wall was missing, and the others were one crash away from becoming debris. Soon things would change, soon everything would change. Zanitz strolled over to his bedside, picking up his scouter and sword. He clipped the scouter on over his left eye, which was his scarred eye. As he was fitting the sword on over his back, Seifer burst through the door.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] You know... you really need to learn how to knock.

[B]Seifer:[/B] Sorry... but you gotta know this. King Cold wants to see us... now!

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Does he now. Okay, get the others up, we meet outside in five minutes. If they take longer than that... they don't come.

Seifer nodded and left the room, Zanitz followed soon after. Seifer jumped through the gap in the floor that went downstairs, while Zanitz went to get the only other person that slept upstairs... Bishop. Bishop was a priest, and a very proud one at that, which is why Zanitz liked him so much. Over the years Zanitz had Bishop telling him many tales of the saiyan religion... he found it interesting, and also admired Bishop's love for it. Zanitz poked through the hole in Bishop's wall... he was up, putting on his armour.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Hurry it up will 'ya old man. We're leaving in five.

Bishop grinned, and turned to face Zanitz, throwing a rock at him as he did so. The rock hit Zanitz square in the forehead, hard... and Zanitz stumbled backwards, clutching his head. Bishop broke out into a maniacle laugh.

[B]Bishop:[/B] That'll teach you to respect your elders.

Bishop turned around to get his axe, only to get hit in the back of the head with the same stone he had thrown.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] That'll teach you to stop throwing stones... it'll only make your arthritis worse.

Zanitz chuckled, then quickly ducked as several more stones came hurtling out of the hole, so hard they shot through the wall behind Zanitz. Zanitz laughed again as he dropped through the hole in the floor, landing straight on top of Seifer. The only thing that could be heard over Seifer's agonised cries was the insane chuckle of Bishop as he stared down through the hole in the ceiling.

[B]Astralyas:[/B] We have a set of stairs y'know.

[B]Seifer:[/B] Yeah... thanks for... the info.

Zanitz grabbed Seifer's arm and pulled him up, and Seifer brushed the dust off his own armour. As Zanitz glanced about the room, everyone seemed to be up... but the new guy was missing.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] hey, where's the kid?

[B]Seifer:[/B] Oh, he's outside I think.

[B]Iyasu:[/B] Playing with his new toy.

Zanitz shrugged, and walked towards the metal sheet that was their front door. He grabbed the side of it, and slid it open, and wlaked outside into the dusty street. Debris and rubble loitered the sides of the road, rabid saiya-men were hiding in all the alleys and corners possible. It looked like a planet after several Oozaru's had finished with it. Then he noticed the new guy... Kotan his name was, only 17 years old, he was flicking his sword about in all directions possible, an arrogant smile on his face.

[B] Zanitz:[/B] Hey kid, get over here before you kill yourself.

Kotan almost jumped when he heard Zanitz, as he was so concentrated on what he was doing. He fited his sword back in his sheath and walked over to join the group.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Okay guys, this is it, our big chance. King Cold wants to see us before we go, so when we get up there, lets all try and keep our tempers under control. Yes his elites are a bunch of bastards, but right now they have his favor... and we're just gonna have to deal with that.

They all nodded or agreed in their own way, and then all simultaneously took off, heading up towards King Cold's spaceship, which was somewhere within close orbit of Planet vegeta.

[Raiha]

[COLOr=seagreen][i]Lethe twirled a lock of her hair on her finger and tested the sharpness of her nails....space travel was so....boring....

Several moments later, she pulled out the black nail polish and began to paint her nails.....having satisfied that part of heself, she then continued with her toe nails.....[/i]

Zanitz: *beep* What are you doing?

Lethe: *beep* None of your fücking buisness.

[i]She flicked the transmitter off and leaned back, eyes closed....[/i][/COLOR]

[Guest QuickSilver]

Seifer entered his room, the door had been torn off the hindges so many times, he didnt bother to have one anymore. There was just beads and a few walls seperating his room from the others. Seifer was just wearing his under suit, so he walked over to the corner and placed his armour and gauntlets on. On his hay pile 'bed' layed his boots and his scouter.

[B]Seifer:[/B]*Talking to himself* better not forget this *picks up the scouter, and fixes it to his right eye.*

without tieing the laces on his boots he leaves the room and heads out side to wait for the other Saiyans who are going on the forth coming mission.

[B]Seifer:[/B]Hey newbie

[B]Kotan:[/B] What?

[B]Seifer:[/B] lets try to keep the screw ups for your thrid mission. This a very important mission for Zanitz because its under the orders of King Cold himself and he doesnt want a newbie to cock up our chances of getting out of the s**t pile.

[Gohan]

My sign up said i've been with you guys for three years so i'm not exactly new. But whatever.
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[B]Kotan:[/B] [I]Listen Bub! I know what's at stake here, and i won't screw up. You think i like living here to?!Don't you think i want more![/I]

[B]Seifer:[/B] [I]I was just saying.[/I]

[B]Kotan:[/B] [I]Well in future don't![/I]

Kotan walked off and joined the others.

[Heartless Me]

Pyro stood in the back. He rarely talked for he felt it not his place. He had been on of the longest standing members of the fray yet he had always been the weakest, he somehow learned to survive and that's how he earned the slightest smidgeon of respect among the rest of the group.

Bishop backed up a few paces so that he was flying next to the saiyan named Pyro. He looked over the somewhat slender(compared to other saiyans) and proceeded to speak to him.

Bishop: Why are you so quiet?

Pyro: I speak when I am spoken to, friend Bishop. You know this.

Bishop: You know you are welcome to speak your peace whenever you like. It is not like our kind to be so conservative.

Pyro: I'm sorry. I just keep to myself. I guess I am not the staple example of Saiyan heritage.

Bishop:(with a slight grin) It's ok, boy. Nobody is perfect.

Pyro just stayed quiet from there, shaking his head a little and continuing to speed along through the air, slightly behind everyone else.

[Yoda]

Zanitz bleeped on his scouter again, getting back in touch with Lethe. She put down her nail polish, and answered with a growl.

[B]Lethe:[/B] What now?

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Now you listen to me porky... you better get your fat áss up to King Cold's ship now, or your not coming on the mission. So put the damn polish down, and move it!

Zanitz stared behind him, Kotan was staring angrily at Seifer for some reason. Zanitz looked over at Seifer, who had noticed what Zanitz was doing. Zanitz gave Seifer an inquisitive look, but Seifer simply shrugged and chuckled for a while.

Zanitz tried to keep cool... but he was a wreck inside. He had told his team not to react too harshly on the elites, but with the mood he was in, half the elites would be dead by the time he left the ship.

[B]Seifer:[/B] Hey, you nervous?

[B]Zanitz:[/B] O'course not! You know me better than that.

[Raiha]

[cOLOR=seagreen][i]Lethe snarled something along the lines of a curse, then did as she was told. Men....

Several minutes later, she entered King Cold's ship...waiting silently by the door. An elite walked by, eyeing her up and down...performing what she refered to as, "elevator eyes."[/i]

Lethe: .....may I help you?

????: No....just checking.

Lethe:.....

[i]She clicked her nails to gether in irritation....[/i][/cOLOR]

[Heartless Me]

Pyro was the last one to enter king colds mighty ship. Though he was still the weakest of the group he still had more power in his left arm than the guard at the entrace of the ship had in his whole body. The guard scowled at him slightly and he paused pushing the hair back from his eyes and glaring at the guard from his dirty face. The guard just kind of stood there shocked that a filthy low class Saiyan did not fear him. Pyro only shot him a sardonistic smirk as he passed him by. The guards face flushed red with anger as he reached for his blaster from behind the last saiyans back.

Pyro: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Guard: Why you insolent little.

Zanitz: Hold yourself, guard. I'm sure you would not want to incur the wrath of King Cold himself which has summoned us here.

The guard relaxed his grasp on the blaster but giving him a venomous stare as Pyro looked back at him.

guard: I'm not through with you, scum.

He merely shook his head and kept walking. Once out of sight Zanitz looks back and his eyes narrow slightly.

Zanitz: Pyro, get your mangy arse up here now!

Pyro walked up awaiting his rebukation from the squad leader.

Zanitz: What the hell do you think you are doing?

Pyro: With all due respect, sir. Just because they are elite doesn't mean I have to cower under them like a filthy dog, even if that is how they see me. I started nothing, I was just returning the look given me.

Zanitz: Well you better straighten your s**t up because if you ruin this for us i'll vaporize you faster than you can say good bye.

Pyro only nods slightly as he slinked back to the back of the line. He knew he deserved what he got but he did not regret it.

Zanitz: Oh and Pyro. Good work.

Pyro only lifted his head giving the slightest hint of a smile before dropping his head again walking behind the group.

[Yoda]

Zanitz lead the group around a corner, and three elites blocked their path. They were all smirking and chuckling, while staring at the saiyan group. Zanitz almost reached for his sword, but refrained... barely. The anger was swelling in him.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] We need to pass.

Zanitz recognised the three elites who blocked their path, all were of different races. The largest of them was Darm, and the smaller, chubbier one was Syre. The strongest one in the centre was Bort, who was quite a bit shorter than Zanitz, as most people were.

[B]Syre:[/B] Don't worry yourselves, we're here to take you to King Cold. This way!

Syre lead the group, Darm walked among the centre of the group, and Bort trailed behind Pyro at the back of the group. Zanitz noticed that they were making sure all of them made it into King Cold's chamber. Zanitz knew his way about the ship, and decided that they were going in the right direction. However, Syre suddenly made an unnessecary right turn, and Zanitz was about to correct him, when Darm shoved him from behind, into the room Syre had gone into. The others had no idea of where Cold's chamber was, and so they followed on into the room quite happily.

The room the group had entered was a large dome shaped room, completely empty of furniture or items, but it was full of other elites. Zanitz knew something was wrong, all of them seemed prepared to fight. The others entered, and realised the same thing. Seifer stood next to Zanitz, and tapped him on the shoulder.

[B]Seifer:[/B] *whisper* What's going on?

[B]Zanitz:[/B] *whisper* I dunno, but I've got a hunch that we'll have to fight our way out of here.

When all the group had entered, the door sealed tightly behind them, and they were forced into the centre of the room.

[B]Bort:[/B] Now saiyans, we're sick of you stealing all our work. That Morklark job was meant for me and my team, but somehow you've gotten on King Cold's good side, and he picked you for it. Well, we've all decided that you won't make that trip, or any other trip, ever again.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Is that so.

Zanitz laid his left hand on the handle of his sword. Bort smiled, and the two squared off. The rest of the elites, and the team backed off. Bort didn't know what he was getting into. He charged forward at Zanitz, and before he could percieve what was happening, Zanitz was on the other side of him with his sword extended. Bort's left arm was lying on the floor, and blood was pouring from the open socket. Zanitz then leapt into the air, turning, and with one kick, severed Bort's head clean off his shoulders. All the elites gasped in shock and sudden fear, but the team just headed for the door.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] I trust that will be all. *Looks down at Bot's severed head* Don't bother getting up.

Zanitz walked after the team as they exited through the door they had come in by, and he again started to lead them towards King Cold's chamber.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Zanitz arrived by the entrance just in time to see Lethe engaged in the act of throwing another elite against the wall. As soon as the hapless man hit the floor, Lethe turned around, eyes blazing with energy.[/i]

Lethe: Disgusting insect...

????: Ooooww.....

Zantiz: I can't take you anywere.

Lethe: Well then tell that to this gross, stupid, nympho....trying to get inside my pants!

[i]She punctuated every word with a kick...then stopped and crossed her arms....lip bleeding freely.[/i]

Pyro: He did that to you?

Lethe: Yes.....then we got to the part about the wall....[/color]

[Yoda]

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Listen buddy, just leave the girl alone. We're here to see King Cold, not to get molested by you.

The guard stared at Zanitz for a moment, who returned the glare, then stepped aside, allowing them to enter King Cold's chamber. Zanitz shoved the door open, and walked slowly in. The others followed with some caution.
The gang appeared in a very delicate and exquisite hallway. Pillars of magnificent quality lined the walls of the hall, and silken draped glowed along the ceiling, following in a lone towards the end of the hall, where a large figure sat on a throne of unmatched beauty. Two torched burnt brightly at the sides of the throne, and there was a smaller figure standing at the feet of the throne.

[B]King Cold:[/B] Welcome Zanitz, and the rest of you. Please come forward, I wish to see you.

Zanitz strode forward with some pace, Seifer beside him, the others marching behind. They could see the giant body of their Lord sitting in perfect posture upon his throne, and the smaller figure at his feet seemed to be of the same race. Most of the gang recognised the small figure as Cooler, so far the only child of King Cold. He was no more than 5 years old, but already had a very impressive power. He was running around his fathers feet much like a child would, having a very good time. He seemed to be chasing an insect of some king.

[B]King Cold:[/B] Cooler, settle down.

Cooler immediately stopped, and witha grumpy look on his face, he stomped over to King Cold and sat down by his fathers giant leg, resting his chin in one cupped hand.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] My lord, may I ask hy you summoned us?

[B]King Cold:[/B] As yes, Zanitz, I have heard of your impatient nature and your love of battle. It seems you and your friend Seifer here have gathered quite a team, and you now rival some of my elites, am I correct?

[B]Seifer:[/B] With respect my Lord, we are stronger than most, if not all of your elites.

A slight sneer broke across the face of King Cold, one of admiration rather than surprise.

[B]King Cold:[/B] Perhaps you do. Anyway, I simply summoned you to wish you well on your mission personally.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Thank you my lord, we will not fail you.

The entire team dropped to one knee, bowing to king Cold, then turned and left his chamber.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Lethe left silently...biting her lips to stop herself from screaming.....Zantiz sniffed the air....then looked at Lethe....[/i]

Zantiz: You're bleeding. Stop it.

Lethe: *wips lip* Sorry.

Pyro: Were you planing on killing him?

Lethe: I was in the process.....before I was interrupted. Then we go and meet the old fogey that doesn't even do anything about his damn elites even though he could most definetly hear me screaming....and then he sends us off with a "Oh have a great time kids." ......

Seifer: Yeah, and "Don't worry..."[/COLOR]

[Flash]

[I]Bishop fondled the handle of his Axe, slung over his back. He smiled, anxiously awaiting the mission. It'd been quite awhile since he got to do a real job, not just some pathetic recon assignment. He smirked, and strode eagerly alongside the others.[/I]

[B]Zanitz:[/B] You look unusually happy, Bishop.

[B]Bishop:[/B] I love battle. It's all I have left.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] That so? What about religion?

[I]Bishop chuckled, and put his arm around Zanitz' shoulder.[/I]

[B]Bishop:[/B] My boy, battle [I]is[/I] religion.

[I]Zanitz cracked a wry smile, and Bishop began to laugh. A small chorus of 'Hear Hear' could be heard as the team made their way to the exit of King Cold's ship.[/I]

[Guest QuickSilver]

Seifer was at the back of the group. He was happy to once again fight alone side his friends. This was also a new battle style for him. This was going to be his first battle after the savage war him and Zanitz had plagued on the planet that his parents were killed on. He need not worry about them any more, their souls were not at rest. He pulled out his sword and he was just turning it around in his hand looking at the light being reflected off it. He smiled as the names inscribed on it sparkled more than the rest of the blade. Zanitz slowed down to walk along side Seifer.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] You are thinking about them arent you?

[B]Seifer:[/B]Yeah, i cant believe that i had finally got my revenge for them.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] i cant believe we made it out of that one alive.

[B]Seifer:[/B]Yeah, now i can put my past behind me and concentrate on the battle more.

Zanitz grinned as Seifer put his sword back into position.

[Chaos]

[i]As the group now silently advanced outwards of the ship, they heard a single set of feet pounding against the floor, coming towards them. As if they had to guess who.[/i]

[b]Zanitz:[/b] "Five bucks says it's him."

[b]Lethe:[/b] "Ten says he stopped to kill something."

[b]Bishop:[/b] "Twenty says he over-slept. Heh."

[i]Coming to a screeching halt, Demos now stood in front of the others, heavily winded, and covered in dust.[/i]

[b]Demos:[/b] "Sorr.... Sorry I'm late. I was really tired..and a guard at the entrance decided to get trigger-happy with me."

[i]It was at this time that each member in the group that had placed the according bets exchanged money.[/i]

[b]Demos:[/b] "You know what? Screw you guys and gal too."

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lethe: No thanks. I only sleep with men.

[i]She smiled sweetly at Demos, while bending backwards, avoiding the punch aimed in her direction.[/i]

Zantiz: .....okay.

Demos: If you weren't a girl...

Lethe: *sigh* I was kidding.[/COLOR]

[Yoda]

Back on Vegeta's surface, the team made their way to the space pod launch area. They entered the building, there were rows and ros of space pods as far as could be seen. Babies were being jettisoned off to weaker planets, teams of saiyan and other species were going off to fight and conquer the planets they had picked out of the pool. The master technician of the port approached the saiyans.

[B]Technician:[/B] This way please, your pods are ready to launch.

The technician turned on his heal, and lead the team quite some way down through the hall, the sweaty, musty smell generally started to get more sterile and clean. He pointed the team to a group of pods with the hatches opened.

[B]Technician:[/B] Have a pleasent trip.

[Guest QuickSilver]

Seifer was Third in line and so he quickly checked out the Pods that were chosen for them before most of the other group could get a chance. He was looking for the best space pod but they all looked the same. Like usual the group didnt get the best that could have been offered and these pods looked like they had been on at least fifty missions before this one.

[B]Seifer:[/B] Damn we got the crappy looking pods again. Anyway no use crying over spilt milk, i will take this one.

Seifer quickly threw is Sword into a random space pod and then hopped in, and buckled up. There was nothing special about this one, all of the pods seemed to be identical in condition.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Lethe sat down in another pod, buckled in, then pulled out the ever popular bottle of nail polish...she sighed....space travel. Again.[/i]

Demos: ....Damn.

Lethe: *sigh*

[i]She slowly brushed the paint across her nails, wishing she was already there...[/i][/COLOR]

[Flash]

[i]Bishop had to carefully squeeze his Axe into the pod. The pod was far too small for such a great weapon. He grunts and shoots the dock technicians a cold glance.[/i]

[b]Bishop:[/b] My position alone merits this squadron for at [i]least[/i] a transport ship... If not an Imperial cruiser.

[b]Technician:[/b] Sorry, Bishop. It's not up to us.

[b]Bishop:[/b] Bah.

[i]Bishop pushes his Axe into the pod, and climbs in, pulling the hatch down behind him.[/i]

[Gohan]

Kotan leapt into the pod he chose and buckled up and pulled down the hatch.

[B]Kotan:*thinks*[/B] This is going to be a long boring trip. Best find something to do.

Kotan lay back shut his eyes and began to meditate, raising his power level slightly.

[Yoda]

Zanitz sat in his pod, quietly thinking, his sword rested on his knee. A technician came and stood infront of the pod.

[B]Technician:[/B] Good luck Zanitz, bring us back another planet eh?

[B]Zanitz:[/B] You know it.

[B]Technician:[/B] Okay, all clear, seal the doors.

The technicians that had been placed infront of the pods sealed shut the doors, and stepped back.

[B]Technician:[/B] Okay, launch preparation complete. Fire pods at 2 second intervals, beginning with pod Z-92.

The circular hatched begind the pods opened, and the pods were moved back into them. The hatched then closed again. A rumble was heard, then a "whoosh", as Zanitz's pod was thrown upwards into space. Then, another one went, and soon they were all in space, heading off towards Morklark.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Computer, put me into carbon sleep, wake me up at 6 clicks from Morklark, or if any of the others have something important to say.

[Chaos]

[i]Demos' pod, next to Lethe's, blasted off with a sudden jolt of propulsion. He could never get used to the feeling of that fluxuation of gravitational pull. It always messed with his center of balence and his coordination. He radioed in to Lethe.[/i]

[b]Demos:[/b] [i]*ksssssh!*[/i] "Having fun?"

[b]Lethe:[/b] [i]*Bzzt..*[/i] "Of course. Extra G-forces as I'm trying to paint my nails. Then you buzz in and nearly deafen me with feedback on the radio. This is just peachy."

[b]Demos:[/b] "Heh...Rodger that. Have a nice nap, deary."

[i]With that said, Demos closed all open connections, and laid his head back while closing his eyes...[/i]

[Gavin]

[color=teal]Sorry about being so late arriving into the RPG but I have had loads to do in school lately, anyway back to the RPG

[I]Fox's pod blasted off next and he soon drifted into a not so peaceful sleep, his dreams were filled with visions of his father and mother who betrayed him and cast him into the slums as a young child, he remembered having to fight to survive and eventually meeting up with Zanitz and having found somewhere he belonged, he remembered the sword his father gave to him saying, channel any hatred you have into this sword and it will be your foes downfall, a sharp sound echoed in his ear and he woke up[/I]

Fox: Damn, what is it

Computer: Carbon Sleep will be activated in 4 seconds and deactivated on arrival of Morklark or communication from other team members, is this affirmative with you

Fox: Yeah, yeah

[I]Fox falls back into a sound sleep untroubled, for now[/I][/color]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lethe: Deary?

[i]She shuddered involuntarily and closed her eyes.....hands held out in her lap....[/i]

Lethe: Bright star,
Still star,
Lead me to the sea.......

[i]In her minds eye, she was home again, holding her sisters hand......waiting for her mother to come home...but nobody was there.[/i][/COLOR]