Key:THEKING242

Age:5 years

Rank:-

Race:Saiyan

Topic:Topic for Saiyan: You're at a local bar, having a grand ole time. Then, out of nowhere, some dickish Elite comes up and says he doesn't want you here. Now the why and why nots of him doing this don't really matter, cause you're about to either be thrown out of a rather enjoyable evening or beaten to a living pulp. Think fast.

  On the twenty fifth of september.That faithful day,It was late noon on planet braal.The wind whaling on the windows of the pub.
Drink aged ale by the boatload with all of my close friends and companions.It was one of the most joyful moments of my life.
After the war times like those were uncommon to say the least....

Then..with a great "whom" the batwing double doors swung open.An elite saiyan came through the doors.Eyeing another.The both of them dressed in war armor.Then out of nowhere the other grabbed my arm saying the words.

Elite:"Get outah here low-class scum"
"No i rather die than listen to you!"

Thinking fast i pulled away from him.I knew i couldn't defeat him on my own so.I poked him in his right eye.Then i ran to the second floor of the building.The other in hot pursuit of me.Up there a bracketed myself in the bathroom.Getting ready to fly out the window.
Before i could get caught.