How am I playing? Good, bad, weird, etc: please drop a comment. Honest opinion please; both complement and disagreements. Like to know okay? And---a plot in mind? Drop a line here too ( Read more... )

Hey!

You want to try to get into the house, you have to go through me! Seriously, what's up with these people? Can't they find any other place to go bother?

Mmm-- Let go of me...

[A couple sounds of rustling then just the sound of him breathing. Sounds like someone just woke up from a nightmare.]

I thought- No, dad h-he...

M-m... M-murdered.

[A couple stops here and pacing while the device remains untouched.]

Dad? DAD! Where are you!

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!

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Oww...

[Trunks mumbles]

That ninja guy lied , or someone else did. Obviously you die here because there was some stupid ghost. He was probably jealous because he didn't get to come back to life or something.

Do... we have to give something to the guys to come back to life or something anyway? He probably had nothing to give.

[BZZZZ! The device fumbles to the ground with Trunk's voice mildly in pain.]

--Oowch!

[More fumbles as the device is being picked up.]

Stupid thing! I was about to update! [sighs; mumbles 'Stupid shock']Anyway, if anyone wants Lucca, you can leave a message here. She's busy ( Read more... )

[Here a couple foot steps. Please note the rustling leaves and a crack sound of the branches. This kid has been running for a while. The rustling pauses, only a soft wind passes by. Taking a couple deep breaths, Trunks calls.]

GOTEEEEEEEN!

[The only answer he's getting is from the wind. It continues on for a while until he speaks again.]Quit ( Read more... )

[Audio begins, there is a couple fumbles, rustling, and maybe a sound of a hammock rocking once or twice. Either Trunks is in a tight situation or he's trying to keep a low profile. Keep in mind this turns on after 9pm in Discedo time. Yep he's trying to keep it in whisper level.]

...Did it work? Hmm...

[A couple sounds of a 'pound' follows.]

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[Video feeder starts displaying a young boy with lavender hair and blue eyes. The child glances towards the right side as if his mind is in thought, but unamused.]

I thought we had the Buu thing taken care of.

[He glances down at the device as if waiting for it to do something.]What's the deal? --And what the heck is this thing ( Read more... )