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Fanfic: DB RS 19 THE OOZARU OR A SURVIVOR
Because he was an oozaru? Didn't the beings know Oozarus? Were they unable to locate or track them down?
A beep tore him from his thoughts. A yellow light blinked on Bulma's rehab machine.
The oozaru sighed in relief. She was over the mountain. A number on the amatur of the
Machine lit up, indicating that it would only take another 5 minutes.
Technology had made bloody progress!
If he were a Saiyajin now, he would have started to repair his still wrecked spaceship, but as Oozaru that was impossible for him.
(As an impatient Saiyan, you have to optimize every bit of your time)
He should have been an oozaru for almost 5 hours ... he was too stupid, he could power himself up from the golden oozaru to the SSJ4!
He did that immediately.
*Much better! *
He pulled his capsule set out of his pocket and threw the spaceship capsule into the middle of the rehab room. Now he pulled out another capsule and threw it next to it.
A tool case appeared. That night he was incredibly grateful to the tsufurrus.
He took out some kind of wrench and some spare cables and began fixing the engine.
He probably never thought he would play a spaceship mechanic, but it wasn't that difficult. At least not yet. The work in the cockpit would be really messy, all the fittings, gear levers, buttons ... but maybe Bulma could help him then!
Just as he slammed the hood, the rehab machine beeped again.
This time a green light flashed. Immediately he stood in front of the machine and helped push
oil-smeared finger a large triangular button.
The liquid was aspirated. Another push of the button and the door opened.
The four-time SSJ bent down, stepped behind the woman and carefully removed the breathing mask.
At that moment Bulma woke up. She was totally confused.
She had just been dying and now? She was alive, she was even doing great!
And she had a breathing mask over her mouth? Where was she?
At that moment she felt the hands carefully pulling off the breathing mask.
She started and screamed.
Karkarott dropped his breathing mask, just as shocked.
He turned it around just as carefully and said aloud:
"Hey Bulma! It's me! Don't worry!"
Bulma looked into her 'old' friend's eyes and was instantly silent.
"Oh.Son Goku!"
Still scared, she pressed against him. She wrapped her arms around his chest as tightly as she could.
Karkarott raised his arms insinctively. He had no idea how to break free.
She must have been terrified. Somehow he had the feeling that two tears had just dripped onto his fur.
If he pushed her away now ... after all, she was his girlfriend - or was she?
Anyway, he carefully put an arm around Bulma to calm her down.
Then he slowly carried her out of the machine. She still didn't want to let go of him.
Bulma, who hadn't seen her boyfriend since his arrival and who hadn't said anything about his stay, was so relieved to meet him here!
As so often, he had saved her life.
"Where ... where are you ... from?" She uttered.
"I didn't think we'd ever see you again!"
"Well, at least I'm here now!"
Suddenly Karkarott winced in pain, he carefully let go of Bulma.
"What do you have?"
His left arm burned like fire! Damn it, he left the armor on the beach.
"Oh nothing," he squeezed out from under clenched teeth.
"Um ... Do you want to wear something else? You're freezing to death in your wet clothes," he distracted, agonized.
Bulma nodded.
She had always had clothes brought, she never had to take care of them herself.
"Good .. come with me"
Still with clenched teeth, the Saiyan walked down a few corridors. Bulma followed.
So the two arrived in a room full of clothes.
"The left side is for women. However, I don't know what size I am choosing!"
"Thanks"
Bulma didn't have to be told that twice.
"Um ... I'll wait outside"
She looked at him in horror, but the idea of having him in here wasn't exactly pleasant either.
"Hey, if someone happens to you I'll be with you immediately! -What 100pro didn't happen, they had
targeting the Saiyans. "
Bulma was about to ask what he knew about it, but the young four-time SSJ was already out the door.
So she went to look for clothes, almost everything was just armor.
* Don't they have anything fashionable here? *
Meanwhile, Karkarott took another deep breath. With the pain, he wasn't going to make it to the beach fast enough.What would Bulma do if she found out that he was gone
was?
Go berserk? Get hysterical? Got damn scared?
No, he had to try it now. He was a Saiyan, he was brave, he was strong and before
or later he wanted to try it out anyway:
A momentary teleportation in which you didn't have to locate any energies, but instead had to concentrate on the place you wanted to go.
That would be THE technique! He had started working on it in the afterlife, but ...
What could have happened?
It could dismember it, dissolve it into its atoms, land in another dimension ... what was it?
After all, he wouldn't be a Saiyan if he were too cowardly to risk anything!
"Come on," he muttered more to himself.
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So, I really hurried to write the part after the break.
Hope you like it.
Should I write longer parts, but then until the next little bit
last or do you think that's better as it is now?
I still haven't quite got it with the Oozaru-Golden Oozaru-Ssj 4, that was too illogical for me, you might notice in the text. Does anyone know? Would be really grateful to you!
I'm happy about clerks!
your SSJ girl
A beep tore him from his thoughts. A yellow light blinked on Bulma's rehab machine.
The oozaru sighed in relief. She was over the mountain. A number on the amatur of the
Machine lit up, indicating that it would only take another 5 minutes.
Technology had made bloody progress!
If he were a Saiyajin now, he would have started to repair his still wrecked spaceship, but as Oozaru that was impossible for him.
(As an impatient Saiyan, you have to optimize every bit of your time)
He should have been an oozaru for almost 5 hours ... he was too stupid, he could power himself up from the golden oozaru to the SSJ4!
He did that immediately.
*Much better! *
He pulled his capsule set out of his pocket and threw the spaceship capsule into the middle of the rehab room. Now he pulled out another capsule and threw it next to it.
A tool case appeared. That night he was incredibly grateful to the tsufurrus.
He took out some kind of wrench and some spare cables and began fixing the engine.
He probably never thought he would play a spaceship mechanic, but it wasn't that difficult. At least not yet. The work in the cockpit would be really messy, all the fittings, gear levers, buttons ... but maybe Bulma could help him then!
Just as he slammed the hood, the rehab machine beeped again.
This time a green light flashed. Immediately he stood in front of the machine and helped push
oil-smeared finger a large triangular button.
The liquid was aspirated. Another push of the button and the door opened.
The four-time SSJ bent down, stepped behind the woman and carefully removed the breathing mask.
At that moment Bulma woke up. She was totally confused.
She had just been dying and now? She was alive, she was even doing great!
And she had a breathing mask over her mouth? Where was she?
At that moment she felt the hands carefully pulling off the breathing mask.
She started and screamed.
Karkarott dropped his breathing mask, just as shocked.
He turned it around just as carefully and said aloud:
"Hey Bulma! It's me! Don't worry!"
Bulma looked into her 'old' friend's eyes and was instantly silent.
"Oh.Son Goku!"
Still scared, she pressed against him. She wrapped her arms around his chest as tightly as she could.
Karkarott raised his arms insinctively. He had no idea how to break free.
She must have been terrified. Somehow he had the feeling that two tears had just dripped onto his fur.
If he pushed her away now ... after all, she was his girlfriend - or was she?
Anyway, he carefully put an arm around Bulma to calm her down.
Then he slowly carried her out of the machine. She still didn't want to let go of him.
Bulma, who hadn't seen her boyfriend since his arrival and who hadn't said anything about his stay, was so relieved to meet him here!
As so often, he had saved her life.
"Where ... where are you ... from?" She uttered.
"I didn't think we'd ever see you again!"
"Well, at least I'm here now!"
Suddenly Karkarott winced in pain, he carefully let go of Bulma.
"What do you have?"
His left arm burned like fire! Damn it, he left the armor on the beach.
"Oh nothing," he squeezed out from under clenched teeth.
"Um ... Do you want to wear something else? You're freezing to death in your wet clothes," he distracted, agonized.
Bulma nodded.
She had always had clothes brought, she never had to take care of them herself.
"Good .. come with me"
Still with clenched teeth, the Saiyan walked down a few corridors. Bulma followed.
So the two arrived in a room full of clothes.
"The left side is for women. However, I don't know what size I am choosing!"
"Thanks"
Bulma didn't have to be told that twice.
"Um ... I'll wait outside"
She looked at him in horror, but the idea of having him in here wasn't exactly pleasant either.
"Hey, if someone happens to you I'll be with you immediately! -What 100pro didn't happen, they had
targeting the Saiyans. "
Bulma was about to ask what he knew about it, but the young four-time SSJ was already out the door.
So she went to look for clothes, almost everything was just armor.
* Don't they have anything fashionable here? *
Meanwhile, Karkarott took another deep breath. With the pain, he wasn't going to make it to the beach fast enough.What would Bulma do if she found out that he was gone
was?
Go berserk? Get hysterical? Got damn scared?
No, he had to try it now. He was a Saiyan, he was brave, he was strong and before
or later he wanted to try it out anyway:
A momentary teleportation in which you didn't have to locate any energies, but instead had to concentrate on the place you wanted to go.
That would be THE technique! He had started working on it in the afterlife, but ...
What could have happened?
It could dismember it, dissolve it into its atoms, land in another dimension ... what was it?
After all, he wouldn't be a Saiyan if he were too cowardly to risk anything!
"Come on," he muttered more to himself.
---------------------------------------------
So, I really hurried to write the part after the break.
Hope you like it.
Should I write longer parts, but then until the next little bit
last or do you think that's better as it is now?
I still haven't quite got it with the Oozaru-Golden Oozaru-Ssj 4, that was too illogical for me, you might notice in the text. Does anyone know? Would be really grateful to you!
I'm happy about clerks!
your SSJ girl