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| 1 | Name: Sato | |
| 2 | Key: Blisk244 | |
| 3 | Rank/Race: Alien/Mutant Alient | |
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| 5 | - | Sato sniffed the air, his feet still sizzling from flight as he crouched forward and gazed over the island before him. " Wheeeere is it..." He hissed, stomping towards the clearly barricaded door in-front of him. " WHERE IS IT CRANE?" He'd yell this time, beating on the door of the seemingly empty house. Sato stood at a comfortable five foot ten and weighed about a hundred and ninety pounds. Just minutes before he arrived at the island, he was in his kitchen staring at frighteningly empty counter. |
| 5 | + | Sato, a Galatic advisor of the New Acornian Empire, zoomed towards his mission area of the day. Galaxy Delta 00, System 4. His task at hand; Classification of Planet 20's Hostility level. Aka- He's fodder they throw at unknown planets to see if they make it back. Glorious, Right? Yea well, it ended up being an important job. If a planet was hostile enough it could result to a complete genocide of their race by the hand of the officer. |
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| 7 | - | " I know you're in there crane! I know you stole my damn pie!" He shouted, smashing his fist into the seven inch thick wood nailed across the door, " Get your thieving ass out here so i can stick my foot up it!" He shouted again as he thrust-ed his foot forward, finally breaking the hinges of the door. "CRANEE!" He leaped forward, his hand behind his back and resting on the massive red pole he carried behind him. |
| 7 | + | -Opening of Kanye West's Stronger booms out of futuristic speakers- "Work it. Make it. Do it Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger.." |
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| 9 | - | " I won that shit fair and square any you know it!" The pie, he was referring too, was no ordinary pie. It was a twenty pound, OG special, Blueberry pie. Needless to say, it was priceless. Sato shuffled about the room, his nose curled up and violently sniffing as before he spoke, " Its not my fault you su- " Just before he could finish a beam of red concentrated ki burst forward from the stairs a distance away. |
| 9 | + | Sato sat snug in his cramped little pod, his head nodding to the seventeen hour soundtrack he'd prepared for the trip. "Daaa...dat that dont kill me..." He sung along, lifting a single eye lid open to check the time. Two more hours. Sato had the typical boring upbringing, a rich family, strong blood, all that good shit. So, naturally he was put on space patrol, or otherwise known as fodder crew. He made the best of it though. |
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| 11 | - | " SHIT!" He'd exclaim before darting aside and un-sheathing his pole, " You trying to kill me now, Crane!?" |
| 11 | + | - Planet 20- Delta00S4, Destination approaching.- Echo'd the pod's intercom as it abruptly ended the playing song." Gaah.." Sato mumbled as he lifted himself out of his slouch and reached his arms forward to land the pod. " Here we go i guess..." With expert skill, he'd bring the pod gliding down into the planet's atmosphere and safely into a massive crater on the surface. He'd smoothly exit the vehicle as the door hinged open. |
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| 13 | - | -- Yo...You...Know you cheated! You know i should have won! That pie should have been mine!-- Crane exclaimed nervously, pie crumbs tumbling from his lips. Crane stood at an awkward six two, and weighed about a hundred and sixty pounds. He had obviously consumed the entire pie already, and could barely keep from falling on his ass. He'd throw up his hands again, blasting a new set of sloppy energy towards Sato. " Damn it!" Sato yelled, leaping forward and swiping his pole out in front of him to deflect the blast. As he closed into Crane, he'd hit a 180 spin and bring the pole sweeping under Crane's feet tossing him to his back. Crane panicked, crawling backwards as he tossed up his palms and fired off another concentrated beam of energy. |
| 13 | + | "Aaaaaa" He let out as he stretched forward and took in a deep breath. "Wha-" He started, his nose twitching as he sniffed the air progressively quicker, " That smell..." He mumbled, a grin curling across the right side of his face as he tracked forward towards the source. In the distance he noticed a fairly small village. Huts crafted of various logs and flat rocks and pasted together with what looked to be a mix of mud and sap. Centered in the village was a massive smoke cloud, spiraling further into the air. Sato, intrigued, marched forward. |
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| 15 | - | "Not this time crane, NOT THIS TIME!" Sato yelled passionately as he tossed the pole forward splitting the beam down the center like a stream of water, and threw his hands behind his back. |
| 15 | + | Thundering booms of homemade drums, and what seemed to be symbols echo'd through Sato's ear's as he closed into the village. There, the source of the massive cloud, was a five foot long gandalf style'd pipe. Seven three foot five masked creatures took turns standing on a mound of rocks and taking massive gulps from the pipe. |
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| 17 | - | " Kaaaa...Meeeeeeeee....Haaaaa....Meee" Blue energy quickly collected behind him, and spiraled into a small ball. |
| 17 | + | " H--hollly...Shit." Sato whispered, quickly dropping to the ground below a nearby wall. His heart was racing, and he couldn't help but grin ear to ear. " Wa....Wa.." Out of breath, he'd shake away the thought. Deciding, for now, it wasn't important. He'd stand, taking in a deep breath before marching forward towards the group of creatures. |
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| 19 | - | --No! No! Please, No, I'm sorry...You know i can't fly after i've eaten this shit! No man...don't ruin it...-- Crane pleaded as he continued to crawl backwards, seemingly out of Ki. |
| 19 | + | " Attention, I am Sato, Galatic Advisor badge number Recon23. " He paused, flashing the fancy Acornian made badge. " I'm here to offer an invitation into the New Acornian Empire." With that he'd let out a sigh of relief, flash a smile towards the masked creatures and await a response. |
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| 21 | - | " HAAAAAAAAAAAA!" |
| 21 | + | -Eeeh?- One of the masked creature squeaked, edging closer towards Sato. Moments of silence passed, and just before Sato openned his mouth a second time... The closest creature exhaled a massive cloud of smoke his way. " As i said, I...I...I" He stuttered, " I'm fr-- from...from..." He stopped. He looked down at his feet, the ground seemingly breathing towards him. " I'm...I'mmm.." |
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| 23 | - | The ball morphed into a massive stream of Ki that quickly disintegrated about forty percent of the Crane's home, and left him completely singed in a crater of nothing, gasping for air. |
| 23 | + | " I'm so high..." |
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| 25 | - | " Damn thief..." |
| 25 | + | ||Galaxy Delta 00 became the first permanently restricted zone in the Acornian empire. Planet 20's hostility rating being deemed un-curable after losing forty-three agents to the planet without explanation.|| |
